People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

As the overall environment changes, the Ministry of Magic is no longer content to stay in a corner, but has gradually begun to learn some of the culture and advanced technology of the Muggle world and even other countries in the Muggle world.

And Afuluo, who had just graduated, was even happier. It had been twenty years since she had celebrated the Chinese New Year.

Taking advantage of the fact that the London Eye will be covered in Chinese red on New Year's Eve this year, we can hold a New Year's Eve dinner at Campbell Manor.

After graduation, her familiar friends and relatives had already tacitly accepted that she and that group of boys were in a very new and ridiculous relationship. Not only that, they also sent them their best wishes.

However, having too many boyfriends is not a good thing. For example, right now, there is no peace in their family.

"Potter! You hung it crookedly!" Draco stood in front of the window with a few paper-cuts in his hand, watching Harry hang the uneven red lanterns here, and laughed at him with glee.

"What do you know! This is an asymmetrical beauty!" Harry raised his wand to control the lantern to hang on the wall on the other side, while spraying venom at Draco!

It was him! He abducted Afro yesterday! Don't think he doesn't know!

"Little Ronnie, our baby asked you to glue the couplets."

"Brother, our baby asked you to go to the kitchen and get some teacups."

"Ron, our baby asked you to build a few snowmen at the door."

"Ron, our baby..."

Ron threw down the colorful lights and tapes hanging on his body, put his hands on his waist and looked at his twin brothers who were smiling in unison.

"Fred, George, I guess this is what Avro asked you to do!"

"Oh my God, our brother has become smarter!" Fred looked Ron up and down exaggeratedly, and his tone seemed to be saying how stupid Ron was before!

"No, no, no, these are all what the babe asked you to do!" George stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Ron. His arrogant expression made people want to beat him up!

"Really? I don't believe it."

In the end, Ron didn't get a chance to ask Avro because she went out shopping with Cedric Wood.

Ron hung the colored lights in the designated location angrily, his mind full of thoughts on how to make Avro compensate him.

Why not let her wear the pajamas I bought for her at night?

"Brace, could you please stop walking around on the floor? Your clothes are very eye-catching." Theodore, who was sitting on the sofa thinking about the dinner menu, frowned and asked Brace, who was wearing a sequined dress, to stay away from here.

"Tsk, just study that crappy menu!" Brace adjusted the clothes he had customized long ago and fixed his exquisite hairstyle.

He even sprayed Afro's favorite perfume today and was determined to stay in the girl's bedroom at night.

Only that fool Nott could not bring happiness to Afro with every step he took.

Blaise rolled his eyes and walked into the kitchen with his blinding clothes. Neville and Percy were in charge of the kitchen.

Although Neville looks silly, he is actually the most scheming. He has taken advantage of their quarrels over the sleeping order to secretly take advantage of them.

Neville: ...

Percy is also very resourceful, often collaborating with the other two older groups to share results.

Bryce wandered around the kitchen and saw that he was the most fully prepared. He immediately became full of confidence and felt that he had already won.

When Afro returned to the manor with a lot of bags, she saw Bryce transformed into a human form like a spinning disco ball in a dance hall, and her dog eyes flashed.

"Brace, are you going to put on a show? Change your clothes!"

Afro took out a bright red pajamas from her pocket and handed it to him, ignoring his sticky request, pushed him upstairs, and threatened that he would not be allowed to attend the dinner if he did not change his clothes.

"Have you decided what kind of filling you want for your dumplings?" After dealing with Brace, Afro took out a pen and paper to record their preferences so that the dumplings prepared in the evening would not be unpalatable.

"I want to eat three fresh fillings." Harry looked at the introduction that Afro had prepared in advance and picked the most common filling.

"What's your taste? Of course you should choose beef and onion!" Draco was the first to jump out and disagree with Harry. Whenever Harry proposed something, Draco would be the first to disagree.

Afro looked past the two elementary school students who were quarreling and placed the village's hopes on the mature group.

"Listen to you."

"I can do it."

"I can do whatever you like."

Afro: ...I asked you to give me suggestions, not to give me suggestions.

Afro, who didn't get any useful information, looked with a headache at the Weasley trio playing snowballs in the snow, the Purvi team who were too busy in the kitchen, the Deha team who were arguing everywhere, and the mature trio who were looking at her with smiles on their faces...

No, is there any normal person in this room?

Let them just eat air at night!

At this moment, a slightly pale hand pulled out the blank parchment and put in a piece of paper full of writing.

"Xiaoduo?" Afro glanced at Theodore in confusion, then turned his attention to the paper with beautiful cursive handwriting, which listed a variety of cuisines and dumplings with different fillings.

And it takes into account everyone's taste and habits.

"Wow! You're so awesome!" Afro excitedly threw herself into Theodore's arms. Theodore was knocked back two steps, then he caught the girl steadily and put his hands on her waist.

"Okay, that's enough." Noah, who had just woken up, walked downstairs and saw Theodore holding Afro tightly. He rushed forward, pushed the two people apart, and squeezed his hand into the girl's hand.

"Alright, alright." Afro finally calmed everyone down and signed a series of treaties to stabilize them. "Our goal is to prepare everything before eight o'clock."

"Then let's make dumplings together!"

Following Afro's command, everyone put aside their intrigues and did their part to prepare all the dishes for dinner.

At eight o'clock, Afro turned on the TV on time.

This was the Spring Festival Gala that she asked her Chinese friends to broadcast with the help of magic props. Although there was no foreign language translation yet, when she heard the familiar prelude, Afro's eyes were filled with mist.

The boys who had some vague guesses about Afro's origins considerately left her alone.

Only after Afro calmed down his out-of-control emotions did he move the TV playing the show into the restaurant.

Everyone was wearing red clothes prepared by Afulo, and it looked like a room full of red lanterns standing on the ground.

Afro smiled and raised his glass, "In the new year, all your wishes will come true!"

The sound of wine glasses clinking together with the blessings from the host on TV rang out, bringing with them the anticipation of the New Year as we head towards a new beginning.

"Afro, what is this show talking about?" Neville scratched his head embarrassedly as he listened to the gibberish and rapping Chinese.

"Sorry, I forgot one thing." Afro then remembered to tie the translator to the TV. The translator produced by the system is different from ordinary ones.

Products produced by the system must be high-quality products!

I don’t know if that stupid system is being bullied by its new host.

"Little Afu~"

Afro, who was thinking about 2333, looked up and found that time had stopped again. It was an inexplicably familiar feeling, as she had always used it before.

"2333..."

"It's me! I'm here to see you. Are you happy or not?"

"How did you come?"

"I only have one minute to apply to the main system. The gift for little Afu is on the table. Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year, 2333." Afro paused, and his choked voice sounded again, "How is the new master? Be smart and don't be fooled."

"It's all good. I know and I won't be fooled."

"Xiao Afu, the time is almost up. I'm leaving first."

23 did not hear Aphrodite's goodbye because it had signed an agreement with the research center that it would accompany Aphrodite for the rest of its life as long as it helped one more host complete the task.

It doesn't say it now, but it will give Afulo a surprise later.

"Huh? Why is there an extra box?" Noah saw a red box suddenly appear at the corner of the table. He clearly remembered that there was nothing here before.

"I put it there." Afro walked over and took the box, sat down at her seat, and asked everyone to start eating.

As the clock struck midnight, Fred and George lit the fireworks.

Fireworks to the stars.

Afro looked at the boys in the room who had given her endless favor and love. The boys who had given up the secular world and gone crazy with her, their smiling eyes sparkling under the fireworks.

"thank you all."

"And I love every one of you."

The final confession and the most dazzling fireworks bloomed in their hearts.

Perhaps no one will forget that night when they were willing to enjoy the love of their lover together, just because neither of them wanted to give up and no one wanted to make her feel embarrassed.

Everyone enjoys this absurd love.

[In the new year, I wish all my precious children that the cold winter will end, the stars will always be bright, and everything will go well.

Thank you for the support of my dears who have followed me all the way (why does it feel like I am giving a closing speech?). In the new year, Yogurt will work hard to update (if nothing unexpected happens) and write more interesting stories for everyone. Of course, it would be even better if my dears could send some gifts to the best of their ability (whisper, keep your lid on).

There will be two more extras tomorrow, and the main story will be updated after the extras are written. If you guys want to see any extras, please leave a message, comment more, and urge me to update more~ I love you~ Heart~ Kiss~ Hug~]