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This store is also a huge space, with various game machines and claw machines, which leads to many boys in love winning a cute doll for their beloved girl.

The most popular among them is naturally the whack-a-mole machine, which is also the most machine here, with a total of six machines.

Harry walked towards the clerk standing by the machine, behind him was a poster on the wall detailing the scoring rules for whack-a-mole and the final rewards.

Two silver Sickles at a time, 3 minutes each time, one point for hitting a mole, more than 100 points, you can use the customized doll machine to order a doll for free, and 80 to 99 points will get a special copper badge— —It's the shrunken badge of the clown-faced sun at the top of the playground. If you score 60 to 79 points, you will get a coupon, and you can play again for free if you accumulate ten coupons.

"Try it, it's very simple, there are nine holes in total, and a mole will appear in a hole every second." The clerk enthusiastically introduced, "In a total of 3 minutes, there are 180 chances, and 100 hits. The odds are quite high.”

Harry felt the same, and he touched his pocket to take out the money, but the pale and slender hand beside him handed over the four silver coins first.

Harry looked at Snape, "Do you want to play too?" He didn't think Prince would be someone who would like to play this kind of game, but it seems that they would be pretty good together - is this a small game?

"If we're both over 100 points, there are two dolls to choose from." Snape and Harry exchanged glances.

"You think you can surpass 100 points." Harry raised his eyebrows, he looked at Snape's tall and thin figure provocatively, he was as thin as a broom handle, he didn't look good at physical games at all, and he loved it so Potion——to brew potion, you just need to stand there. He must be the type who lacks exercise, so even if his eyes can see it, his hand speed can't keep up.

"You don't quite know if I'm good at sports." Snape's voice was ambiguous, and he put his hand on Harry's back, half-pushing him towards the two vacant adjacent machines.

"It's different," Harry muttered, his face turning scarlet.Soon he stood on his own machine, picked up the hammer placed on the shelf, the timing cards above his head were flickering, and the magic was manipulating these paper timing cards, he could clearly feel the magic on this machine .

When the timing card is no longer flashing, it starts to flip, and the countdown begins.

Wooden moles began to appear in any hole in the nine-square grid. After hitting it three times, the nine-square grid changed. Each row began to move left and right, and the speed became faster and faster.This adds to the difficulty of the game but is not too difficult for a good Seeker.After about 30 hits, the change happened again, this time moving a single grid, all the grids moved irregularly, he couldn't keep staring at a certain grid, but it didn't bother him.And when his hands are sore, it changes again. After he hits a grid, that grid will disappear, then appear and go to other places, and the grid changes faster and faster, faster than the mole-infested Even faster.

The 3 minutes were over quickly, and Harry shook his sore arm, he didn't want to see the mole anymore!

"112 points, not bad." Snape also finished. He put the gavel back on the stand and walked back to Harry's side. He glanced at the number on the scoreboard above Harry's head and said.

"I have 8 points more than you!" Harry grinned, as expected he was the better one!Before Snape could reach out to touch his hairy head, which was like a pot of young grass, Harry said again, "Let's go and exchange presents!" He still remembered the reason for coming here - it was to thank Hermione. present.

He dragged Snape to the clerk when a boy had just handed over a custom made doll to his girlfriend and the two of them walked away happily like pink love bubbles around them.

"Congratulations to both of you who have scored more than 100 points. Then please come here. This machine can customize dolls on the spot. Please choose the species of the doll you want here, then the color, and finally the clothes and movements of the doll." The clerk said He led Harry and Snape around to the back of the machine, where they saw four scrolling patterns, "After the selection is complete, pull this red lever, wait for 3 minutes, and a customized doll will appear."

This seems very interesting!Excitedly, Harry started to spin the first pattern, which he looked at for a while before thinking of something Hermione would like.

Hermione is a girl, maybe she likes rabbits?No girl doesn't like bunnies!

"Okay, it's so decided!" Harry said as he quickly adjusted the four patterns and then pulled down the lever. He walked to the front of the machine with the mouth that opened wide downwards, and while he was waiting, he ordered for Hermione. Made dolls appear.

Naturally Snape saw the four patterns, and his eyes twitched, his intuition telling him not to argue with a Gryffindor in high spirits.But he still couldn't help wondering if Harry had customized the doll exactly to his liking.

"Haha, it really came out!" Harry caught the newly baked doll, hugged it in surprise and rubbed it with his cheek.

Snape stared silently at the fluffy white lop rabbit on a broom and wearing a Quidditch uniform. He really was a Quidditch-loving rabbit.

Taking a deep breath, he decided to help Harry salvage his shaky friendship with his friend.Maybe that's what his presence does.He raised the corners of his mouth in self-deprecating manner, quickly selected four patterns and pulled the lever, then walked towards Harry.

"Have you chosen?" Harry grinned brightly at Snape, and he handed the Quidditch bunny in his arms to Snape, "Hermione will love it! Girls like rabbits!"

"She's a big Quidditch fan?" Snape asked softly.

Harry clicked for a second, and faltered, "Ah, Hermione will also go to the college competitions, she is a loyal audience!" Liked it but not that much.

"Well, a rabbit on a broom seems a bit strange." Harry sighed, wanting to take the rabbit he had been thinking about for a long time from Snape's arms.

Just then, a ginger kitten in a skirt with a lace umbrella fell down, and Snape cast a Wandless Levitation Charm to lift it up, "How about this?"

"Prince, you're amazing!" Harry gave his boyfriend a bear hug, "Then this rabbit is for you!" He said and took the cat from Snape's hand, and the rabbit he didn't I got it back.

Snape looked at the snow-white Quidditch rabbit in his hand, although he didn't like it.But it was the first gift Harry had ever given him - so he reluctantly accepted it.

"So, this is for me?" Hermione took the puzzle book, raised her eyebrows, and looked at the kitten doll in a dark green velvet dress and a lace parasol in front of her. The overall color scheme was particularly coordinated. It looks classy and cute - not Harry at all, and he wished he hadn't gifted her a kitten on a broomstick!

Harry nodded, "Thank you for relieving me of my urgent need." He was relieved to see Hermione took the doll.

"It's pretty," said Hermione, taking one look at the doll in her hand, and resting it under her elbow as casually as the books.Not all girls love this kind of doll, but she still accepts it.

She was rather curious now, who was the one who directed Harry to give her this Slytherin-esque doll?In any case, the aesthetics are more than twice as good as Harry's.