The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

The most important thing about Christmas is the turkey, and the British turkey... Cyrus can only describe it as unbearable. The taste is almost the same as bacon, woody and dry.

And Mrs. Granger buys enough turkey every year for them to eat for half a month, half a month's turkey sandwiches, turkey salad, uh~

Know where the best turkey is?It's not the kind of muscle without a little fat, nor is it the bright red shell, but it's cheap and can save half a month's breakfast.

"Huh? Wow!! Yue~"

Stitch took a bite out of curiosity, his nose and eyes wrinkled together, and he rolled some cranberry sauce with his paws to barely heal.

"I...don't want to eat it" Cyrus leaned close to the brown hairy ball, and silently pushed it into her plate with his hand.

"Cyrus! Thank you~ You don't need to bring me food." Hermione glanced at her mother and suddenly shouted, "You should eat more, or you will be shorter than me for the rest of your life!"

Hermione woke Monica Granger.

Mrs. Granger raised her head, looked at Cyrus, and asked him with some concern, with a submissive expression, as if she was worried that Cyrus would not like to eat the dishes she cooked.

"What's the matter? My turkey is not good..."

"Ah...ah? No no no" Cyrus shook his head and cut a piece of meat with a knife with trembling hands.

Perhaps it was Hermione's revenge, she also poured all the turkey on Cyrus's plate from her own plate, which was not enough, because Stitch also added it.

It also didn't want to eat turkey, but was taught by Mrs. Granger and Hermione not to waste food, so it could only give it to Cyrus instead.

Eat more, so you can grow taller than Lord Hermione, this is Stitch's kindness.

Hermione rolled his eyes at him, nodded slightly, hummed a ditty gleefully, and rewarded herself with a snow-covered strawberry pudding by the way.

Cyrus looked at the turkey on his plate and glanced around, good~ he found the target.

"Mr. Granger! Why don't you eat some?" Cyrus immediately got up, and respectfully distributed some meat to him, "I'm already full, so I don't need so much."

Give it to me without so much?

Mr. Granger glanced at his daughter and Stitch, who were only focused on their favorite food. He gave up struggling and looked at Cyrus with a bitter face.

How can he do this?How could he avenge his kindness? ?

For Cyrus, he can touch his conscience, but why is the other party acting like a little white-eyed wolf today...

'wrong!It must have been spoiled by Mi En! ! ' Mr. Granger lied to himself like this.

"By the way, your father spent Christmas at Mrs. Hadley's...and...this is yours." Mr. Granger gulped down the mushroom soup and handed over a letter from his pocket .

This letter was found in the mailbox at the door when the Grangers came back, and the sender was Mr. Tolkien.

"We're going to receive the award next year!!"

Hermione acted even more excited than Birus. She saw the nominations for the British Literary and Fiction Awards above, which were said to be awarded by the Royal Society of Literature.

Excited, she hugged Cyrus and put her arms around his neck.

And Cyrus felt stiff that he was about to melt, his eyes stared straight at the mushrooms floating out of the thick soup, and 1 scenes drifted through his heart:

What is Hermione doing!Her parents are still here! !

Why is Mrs. Granger's eyes so warm?Did they already see it?

No...it doesn't make sense, ah!Are they not against him?

So what's his last name...Cyrus Granger...seems to be pretty good too.

However, the Grangers at the opposite table looked at their childhood sweetheart with a smile on their faces.

"Minn...cough... let Cyrus eat well first." Mr. Granger coughed heavily.

Hermione, who was belatedly aware, glared at her father with a blushing face, took a few mouthfuls indiscriminately, and ran happily to the living room, her bare feet making rapid and brisk trampling sounds on the wooden floor.

"I... I'm full too." Cyrus couldn't bear Mrs. Granger's eager gaze, and also fled from the table.

"You scared him," Mr. Granger whispered about his wife's gaze.

"Hmph... now I'm not worried anymore." His wife bumped him with her calf, still looking cheerfully in the direction of the living room.

"I was worried about their plans after graduation..."

After graduating from Hogwarts, not everyone could find a good job. Listening to her daughter complaining about the magic world, Mrs. Granger couldn't help but worry about the future of the two of them.

But it's pretty good now, their novels are selling well, at least they don't have to worry about material things in the future.

Of course, the Grangers still don't know about the gold coins they hid in the wizarding world and the fact that they raised a fire dragon privately.

"What do you think?" Monica suddenly asked her husband without thinking.

"What should I do?" Wendell Granger was a little stunned, he was still digesting the unpalatable texture of the turkey.

"You! Why are you like little Cyrus, like a log!" She poked her husband's forehead with her index finger, "Of course I'm talking about their future!"

Mr. Granger spread his hands strangely, and said, "What else can I do? A pair of childhood sweethearts who have been stuck together since childhood, what else can they do except get married?"

"So why don't we talk to Mr. Klein?" In this regard, Mrs. Granger couldn't stop talking, "There is also something after marriage."

Monica has even begun to imagine that after she retires, she will start traveling with her husband every day, and occasionally bring their children...

"It's too early, I can't tell what will happen in the future..." Wendell looked at his wife who was gradually changing his face, and quickly added, "I mean, what if they want to develop in the magic world in the future?"

Seeing her growing self-confidence and gradually paying attention to politics, if she wants to develop in the magic world in the future, then Cyrus will definitely accompany her~

Then the time for the two to get married may be delayed until they are in their 30s...

ah?emotion?The Grangers grew up watching Cyrus and they were never worried about their relationship. Their relationship was as smooth as it was when the Grangers were young.

"Oh, it's fortunate that Mi En has Cyrus..." Monica leaned on her husband, "Otherwise, we won't be able to help her marry into a wizard family in the future."

"yes..."

The two who returned to the living room were unpacking presents, which were probably delivered by owls this morning. Cyrus wanted to go to the yard to have a cup of black tea, but saw a pile of gift boxes at the door.

For example, the Weasley twins sent the chairman a bottle of magic perfume with the effect of a love potion in order to thank him, which looked like a contraband.

As expected of George and Fred, they don't bother to do anything that is not prohibited.

Padma was even more fierce. When Hermione unwrapped her roommate's present, it turned out to be a strange book from India.

"Turn back! No... you are not allowed to peek at other people's gifts!" Steamy Hermione blushed, reprimanded Cyrus to turn back quickly, and hid Padma's book under her butt.

"Haha! Wayne still understands~"

After Cyrus opened Wayne's tightly wrapped long gift box, what was inside was an old-fashioned double-barreled shotgun.

Mainly cool~

"Cyrus!!!!"

"I won't make it!" The boy hid the box with a sneer, "It's okay, Wayne issued the certificate too."

"That's not OK!!!"

Hermione directed Stitch to kick Cyrus, and then used the Force to place the shotgun on the overhanging cornice of the fireplace wall.

And of course, gifts from the professors.

The stone statue completed by Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick was derived from the dwarf king of the Iron Hills—Ironfoot Dyne, covered with a layer of equipment made of mithril.

There are also a lot of spells set by the two professors, such as shrinking spells, expanding spells, all protection spells, and cutting spells.

And Dean Sprout... is simply a small treasury, sending Cyrus and Hermione a lot of herbs, such as bubble pods and ariot leaves (raw materials for making laughter potion)

The most worth mentioning is Professor Snape, who actually sent a small bottle of Acantaraman's venom, along with an instruction manual:

If Miss Granger doesn't like her one day, you can use this special strong poison of mine.

but!What Snape gave Cyrus was just a Potions Magazine, on the cover there was a recent discussion of the Potion to Suppress Werewolves, and at the same time, there was a note on the first page:

If Cyrus doesn't understand, you can give it to Miss Granger directly. After all, I have no confidence in you, it's just that other professors suggested me to give you a gift.

The gap, this is the gap...at least Hermione was smiling happily.

"Ha! I found it... "The Use and Experience of the Patronus Charm"" Cyrus opened Dumbledore's scribbled box, "It seems to be the same type as the last "Compendium of White Magic""

"Let me see..." Hermione couldn't wait to lie on Cyrus' back, stretching her neck from the other side, and the two balls stuck together.

"Hmm... Patronus Charm... what do you think the animal you're showing?" Cyrus said curiously, both arms ripping from her locks.

Stitch on the side turned his head away, eating snacks and watching a movie. He couldn't watch this kind of scene, and abused the alien dog.

Tired ~

"Probably an eagle? Or... how about a dragon?!"

"Fire dragon! Uh... But Professor Dumbledore is the only one with Fantastic Beasts as the patron saint?" Cyrus shrank his neck.

And Hermione, who was restless, showed a devilish smile, her legs clamped Cyrus' waist, her feet stuck to his legs, and she softly said in his ear:

"Wouldn't you like it better if my Patronus Charm was a dragon?"

like?Do you like her Patronus Charm more, or do you like her more?

"It's all... all the same... Stitch! Help me!!"

"Tsk" Stitch turned off the TV, turned and went into the bedroom, it was very annoying, today's movie is also a romance movie, next time I will change the disc.

"Hey~ what are you panicking about! Keep your voice down~ don't disturb your parents"

"Reading... How about reading... Slow down! Don't bite... the agreement! The agreement!!"

"The agreement is invalid! I order you not to hide!"

"Hey...Ahh! Hermione!!!"