HP Feathered Serpent Rebirth

Parkinson's Manor, England, early in the morning:

"Morning, everyone." Bryce, who came to the agreed place first, said to Nott and Draco who came later.

"Morning, Bryce, thank you for the gift." Draco nodded lazily to Bryce.

Nott, on the other hand, remained silent. He gave Bryce Zabini a hard look and sat aside.

Draco raised his eyebrows knowingly, raised a smirk at Bryce, and changed the subject, "Harry gave you any gifts?"

"I really wonder where Harry has gone." Pansy's voice came over.I saw her walking over in an aristocratic dress, with a smile, "The handicraft he sent me is really shocking, and it completely fits Slytherin...the dean."

"Pfft—" Nott, who was putting on airs, couldn't help it anymore, "It fits Professor Snape? Did I hear correctly?"

"Really." Pansy shook her head and took out a very Slytherin locket. "It looks good, doesn't it?"

Then she opened the box and said with a sad face, "Who can explain to me what the potion ingredients inside are for?"

"Pfft—" Bryce lowered his head and suppressed a smile.

"Bryce, it's not your turn to laugh." Pansy snorted coldly, "What's your gift?"

"..." Bryce rolled his eyes and took out a book, "It's a book called "How to Use Potion Materials to Please Slytherin."

"Hohohoho." Draco grinned and stretched out his left hand, "Mine are a pair of rings, with a traceless stretching spell cast on them, and they are full of potion ingredients. But Harry said that the potion ingredients Take it out, and use it as a token of love between Min and I."

"Hey—is the bias so obvious?" Nott straightened up. "Mine are pure potion ingredients, but they are really rare. There is also a German potion copy. Really, Harry went Germany?"

"Who knows." Draco shrugged. "Anyway, I really hope Harry can go to the Yule Ball."

Several little snakes nodded in agreement.

Nurmengard, Germany:

"Harry, Merry Christmas, I really like the "Hogwarts: A School History" and "The Tales of Beedle the Poet" you gave me very much." Malcolm said to Harry early in the morning.

"Huh? As long as you like it." Harry smiled. "I also like the book about Durmstrang you gave me."

"What did father give you?" Malcolm asked with a smile.

"Some potion materials and some rare copies." Harry raised his eyebrows, "Did you tell Guy...Mr. Grindelwald?"

"Of course." Malcolm raised his head, "After all, I have already promised you."

"Thanks." I hoped that he would like the books about Albus Dumbledore that I gave Grindelwald.Harry hooked the corner of his mouth and continued to unpack a package.

"Severus's?" Harry raised an eyebrow, "hope my present for him arrives..."

"Severer..." Malcolm repeated, suddenly realizing, "That's Snape, right?"

"S...that's right!" Harry suddenly remembered that his name was Harry Snape in front of Malcolm, and replied.

"What did he give you?" Malcolm asked.

"Eh? The Marauder's Map?" Harry looked surprised. "Isn't this thing at the Weasley twins' place?"

"The Marauder's Map? What's that?" Malcolm asked, staring at the blank paper with interest.

"Well... it's a long story." Harry took out his wand, "I solemnly swear that I will do no good."

Dense lines appeared on the parchment, gradually drawing a map.

"Merlin, isn't this amazing?" Malcolm's eyes widened like plates.

"Huh? Sev, Draco and the others aren't at Hogwarts? If nothing else, they should have gone to the Yule Ball." Harry raised his eyebrows, "The prank is over."

The map turned into a blank sheet of paper again.

"There's a letter, Harry," Malcolm reminded.

"Hmm..." Harry unfolded the letter, "...This is what I received from the red-haired twins during my night watch. Is it your stupid deer father, stupid dog, godfather and their map? Haha, Sev's catchphrase is still No change. Merry Christmas, see you at Parkinson Manor...wait, see you at Parkinson Manor?" Harry pursed his lips, he didn't intend to go.

He silently stared at the inscription - the sharp "S·S".

Sorry...Sev, I won't be going.

Merry Christmas.

The author has something to say:

Harm, I went to Tianxue, and the number of collections increased dramatically?scary...

—————Sand Sculpture Theater—————

Today is another day for a certain sand sculpture ↓

Just in time for math class, the homeroom teacher forgot to bring the phone, the phone rang, and the math teacher answered the phone↓

Math teacher o(≧mouth≦)o: Crooked?

The head teacher's husband should be on the other end of the phone: Are you in class yet?

Math teacher: It's time for class.

Then I don’t know what the person on the other end of the phone said? 乛? 乛? That’s it↓

Math teacher Σ(°△°|||)︴: Who are you?

There was silence in the class.

Aang let out a sudden laugh.

Immediately, the class exploded.

Yu o((≧▽≦o): ahahahahaha, I laughed so hard, 'Who are you'?

An (*^__^*): Puff haha!

Tenggua?乛?乛? (yin and yang strange energy): So embarrassing~

Xiao Cai (very loudly): Teacher, with your "who are you", the person on the other end of the phone can sever relations with our head teacher.

Mou An (laughing): Damn, you are ruthless!