Hogwarts pet owl

Errol didn't sleep well all night.

That night, the house elves delivered Christmas gifts to her room from time to time. Even if they moved very gently, there would inevitably be sounds.

Unfortunately, the owl is born with a keen eye, and even sleeps with one eye closed, and will be awakened by the slightest disturbance, which can be very frustrating for her.

But fortunately, a room full of gifts finally made her feel very happy.

This year’s gifts are more than double last year’s.

That's because in addition to old Gryffindor friends, new Slytherin friends also brought her gifts.

Most of the little snakes in Slytherin come from pure-blood families, and they are all wealthy owners.

"Look what Malfoy gave - oh, dragonhide gloves."

"This is Astoria's headdress? Oh, it's nice, it's made of solid gold. Why is there a letter? - Oh, inviting me to their house."

"This is Ron's...but not my own hair anymore - well, it's not bad, a crystal ball."

Errol spent half the morning opening presents;

When she walked into the dining room of the Burrow wearing the handmade W sweater Molly gave her and the skirt Arthur gave her with its own thermal insulation charm, she heard the conversation between Bill and Molly.

"Bill, I forgot to ask you yesterday, how many days will you stay at home this time?"

"Two weeks, Mom."

"Why do you have so much time this time?"

"I heard that a certain big client of Gringotts asked me to take full leave by name."

"Big customer? Who is it? Do you know him?"

Bill shook his head: "I don't know him. After asking around, he said that this customer's surname is Lin, and he is from a family from the Far East."

"Lin?" Molly tilted her head, "Is it the Lin family that does business with your uncle's family?"

"I don't know, maybe, because I don't know any wizards from the East."

Ailuole smiled and said hello,

"Mom, brother Bill!"

"It's Errol,"

Molly waved, and the mithril necklace around her neck shone with a breathtaking brilliance.

"Come on, I prepared apple pie this morning. Do you want to eat some meat? If you want to eat, I will fry two steaks for you myself!"

"No, Mom, apple pie is enough."

Bill looked at Errol with a smile, brushed the broken hair scattered on the temples with his hand, and joked: "I have never seen my mother use green wool in my whole life. This time, her eyes are opened. I actually knitted you a green sweater!”

Molly's voice came from the kitchen, "It's all Snape's fault! Our Errol was a good Gryffindor, but he forced her to go to Slytherin! If possible, I would like to send him a few more letters. Shout letter!”

Bill and Errol looked at each other, "Yes, speaking of which, you are the only Slytherin in our family! Errol!"

"It's just temporary," Errol said. "No one knows which house I will go to next school year. Let me tell you, the Sorting Hat is really ready to retire. It can't even be divided into a house."

"Hahaha, maybe you are special. But I want to thank you for your Christmas gift. I like that set of anti-curse inner armor very much!"

"As long as my brother likes it,"

Errol shrugged and changed the subject.

"By the way, where are the others? Aren't they up yet?"

Bill smiled and said, "Everyone stayed up late last night, but I guess they must be opening gifts now."

Molly chatted in the kitchen: "Your dad is in the back mountain, he seems to be renovating something."

Hearing this, Errol immediately realized that when she walked from the pyramid to the Burrow just now, she didn't see the locomotive she modified yesterday.

Could it be?

Arthur's father is modifying the locomotive?

Is the Flying Locomotive okay?

Or does he really want to build a locomotive that can replace the Hogwarts Express?

There was no doubt for a long time, and Errol soon knew the answer.

Arthur and Mr. Granger walked in arm-in-arm, and the twins behind them were very happy, laughing very happily for some unknown reason.

"Mr. Granger, you are truly a genius!"

"Oh, no, no, no, I just read more books. This knowledge is all summarized by predecessors."

"Anyway, after adding the wings, the flying speed has indeed been greatly improved, and a lot of mana has been saved!"

Fred laughed: "It makes me want to put a pair of wings on the back of my broomstick!"

George also laughed: "How can one pair be enough? I want to pretend to be ten pairs!"

Errol said hello to everyone, stood up and ran outside.

It's not really what she imagined, is it?

Standing in front of George and Fred's secret base in the back mountain——

Errol was stunned.

She was impressed by her father and brother's incredible hands-on ability——

The bullet locomotive is equipped with a pair of wings. The overall shape is like a space shuttle, but it is a little more abstract and does not look like something from the earth...

To be honest, if this thing suddenly appeared at King's Cross Station, it would cause more noise than an armored vehicle——

After all, this is a real UFO!

……

……

The Grangers took Hermione with them and couldn't leave.

Because the Weasley family has such a happy Christmas.

Harry had to admit that this was the happiest Christmas he had ever had.

He remembered the scene last Christmas when Ron was biting the turkey -

For him, Ron has paid too much.

In order not to let himself think too much, he even had to praise the school for having a wonderful Christmas——

What a good friend this is!

The Weasley family is surrounded by a large field, which carries the childhood memories of the Weasley boys. When the two eldest brothers and their seven younger brothers and sisters played wildly in it,

A certain Weatherby, who had just emerged from his "future crisis," was in the room trying to enrich himself. [Note: I won’t go into details about Percy Weasley’s jokes here]

Through the window on the second floor of the pyramid, Weatherby looked at his brothers and sisters playing pocket Quidditch in the middle of the wheat field.

He really wanted to join, but he had been carrying it at home for a long time, and now he could no longer save face.

Suddenly a dark cloud blew in the sky, and without warning, heavy rain poured down.

Harry smiled and flew towards the Golden Snitch - the small broomstick of Pocket Quidditch didn't fly very fast, but it was fun enough.

As the seeker of the other side, Errol accelerated through a small angle dive and suddenly jumped in front of Harry.

The rain slapped on the children's faces, but it couldn't stop their high spirits at all!

"Ello! You can't even think of succeeding!"

Harry tried his best to lean against Errol, trying to delay her sprint, but a pocket Bludger suddenly flew towards him, forcing Harry to dodge.

After Fred swung the stick, he laughed loudly: "I won't let you stop my sister!"

But the Bludger was immediately hit back by George on the other side, and flew straight towards Errol. At this time, Errol had to maneuver to avoid it, and missed the opportunity to catch the Golden Snitch.

"Hey! George! I'm going to deduct your research funds!"

"That's not okay, Errol, this is a game, you have to afford it!"

On the other side, the competition for the Quaffle was extremely fierce. Because there was no goalkeeper in Pocket Quidditch, Charlie teamed up with Hermione, Ron and Ginny to start an offensive and defensive battle!

"Hey, Ron, give in to Hermione! She's not very good at flying!"

"Ginny, be careful! Charlie weighs twice as much as you! Don't get knocked away!"

Referee Bill yelled at the "players" from the ground.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, the wind became fiercer, and the rain became heavier.

"Oh no, it's a storm!"

"Let's continue. Isn't it just a storm? It's not like we have never played in a storm!"

"No! Hermione is a newbie. She is not yet skilled. It would be terrible if she is struck by lightning! We don't have Madam Pomfrey here!"

The game was stopped.

Errol threw the broom to Harry and turned into an owl and flew towards the Burrow at high speed——

She wanted to inform Molly's mother to prepare some hot water and ginger soup. Magic was not omnipotent. Even the moisture on clothes could be cleaned away by magic, but a cold body was not easy to heat up.

But for some reason, Errol felt irritable.