When Hisoka meets V

The Weasley family's Christmas opportunity this year is like a trial of three.

When the Hogwarts Express arrived at London's King's Cross station, the only person who came to pick him up was his cheap mother Kristoff.Christo was wearing an orange coat, standing on the noisy platform Nine and Three Quarters, her smile was as gentle as ever.Hisoka, carrying a suitcase with only a few changes of clothes, came to Christo and bowed: "I wish you well, beautiful Ms. Christo."

For such a result, Hisoka had expected it.He didn't know why the Weasley family was so hostile to Slytherin. In his opinion, they were all wizards, only strong or weak, but not family.He respects the strong, ignores the weak, and never asks about his origin.To be honest, Weasley's prejudice against Slytherin is groundless. If Slytherin's contempt for Gryffindor is because they look down on Muggles and the kind of hypocrisy that flaunts courage and justice, then Gryffindor's disdain for Gryffindor Leitlin's dissatisfaction should be the hatred of the rich that everyone has... Hisoka will not react to this.Until now, he didn't consider himself a Weasley either.

"Sissy, are you still used to life at Hogwarts?" Chrissy straightened the coat on Licisso and said, "A few months ago Arthur and Jasmine got married, take advantage of the holiday now, go say hello to them Hi——Jasmine is pregnant, and you will have a little nephew."

"Oh~?" Hisoka smiled, "How are you these days?"

"Oh good, baby." Kristo took Hisoka's hand and started to walk forward.It was the first time she took Hisoka's hand, and Hisoka surprisingly didn't resist.Walking out of the crowded station, Hisoka realized that it was snowing outside. The wide streets and the solemn Gothic buildings standing beside the street were covered with a layer of bright silver light. The boy and the little girl in a plaid skirt were playing and throwing snowballs at each other on the walkway. A few flakes of snow fell on Hisoka's face and nose, and soon melted.

"Does Xixi like snowball fights?" Christo's voice came from above her head with a smile, and Hisoka shook his head with a smile.

It rarely snows on Meteor Street, as long as it snows, it will become hell there.It is not easy to find food on Meteor Street. You often have to walk for several blocks to find something that can barely eat your stomach. Moreover, you must have the ability to protect the food, otherwise, it will be snatched by others before it is warmed.If you're really hungry and can't find anything to eat, the only thing you can swallow is the rats that live on garbage that can be seen everywhere on Meteor Street.But after the snow fell, even the mice disappeared.After a snowfall, there are often many starved or frozen corpses in the sky, which is cheaper than the vultures circling over the garbage dump.

As a child, Hisoka thought of these snow crystals as a beautiful nightmare rather than a source of joy.

"Sissi is too introverted, she should get in touch with her peers more." Chris sighed, looking at the gloomy sky in London, her blue eyes seemed to be pouring into deep springs, revealing an unknown sadness, Hisoka smiled, but didn't answer.

The Weasleys seemed to have lost their enthusiasm for Hisoka.After returning to her home in Embury Town to drop off her luggage, Christo took Hisoka to Weasley's main house outside London.The red-haired Weasleys, who were lively and drinking beer, fell silent after seeing Hisoka, and their freckled faces showed unnatural expressions.mark?Weasley's youngest daughter, Claire, who was about to enter Hogwarts, turned her face away, wrinkled her nose and said, "Why is there an evil Slytherin here!"

Frege's face was very ugly, Mark coughed a few times in embarrassment, turned his face and said to Hisoka with a smile: "Sissy, I'm sorry, Claire is not sensible, don't worry about it."

There was no crack in Hisoka's smile. He opened a chair for Christo in a very gentlemanly manner and asked her to sit down. He sat beside her and lifted the glass of beer gracefully and calmly. Mark said, " Children can't drink." Before he finished speaking, he had poured all the orange liquid into his stomach in one gulp.

"The alcohol is not strong, don't you like it~?" Hisoka shook his head, looked around the Weasleys around the long table, and smiled more seriously.

He wasn't Weasley after all.

Christo on the side suddenly grabbed his hand tightly, and he turned his head, only to see inexplicable sadness in his eyes, just like the first time we met by the river, not a family, always It cannot be integrated, and Hisoka will never stay in one place forever. Hisoka knows this, and he must be as smart as her, and knows it very well.

"Brother doesn't like that, so just drink my orange juice." The little girl sitting on Hisoka's right gently tugged at the hem of his clothes, Hisoka smiled at her and said, "Little Rosa is still Is it better to keep it for yourself~?"

The Christmas party ended badly, and the Freges [pseudo] went back to Embry's house.At this time, it was not past twelve o'clock in the evening, and probably other families were still gathering together for Christmas Eve.As soon as Frege got home, he locked himself in the study, and Christo silently tidied up the house.Hisoka returned to his room and began to write a letter.

Before boarding the Hogwarts Express, Macy kept chasing him to write a letter to himself.Hisoka smiled and agreed, but he didn't take this matter too seriously.He didn't like to write, and his vocabulary was really poor, so he didn't like to write letters.But when he came back, he had nothing to do, and he wanted to know that he would play with Peeves at Hogwarts. After thinking about it, he picked up the quill and began to write letters.

I couldn't find anything to talk about, so I just talked about his previous life.He told Messi that he once had a friend.One side paralyzed, no facial expressions, born in a crazy family, so very ignorant, bad taste, likes to wear puff sleeve jumpsuits, the biggest hobby is sticking nails in his body.He is also a money fanatic, thinking about how to maximize his profits in everything he does.He is very rich, and has several bank cards with deposits exceeding ten figures.He was stunned because he didn't spend a few pennies, and he bought limited brand cakes for his younger brother.In addition, his younger brother likes cakes and green-clothed hedgehog-headed pea-eyed little fruits the most.

The last sentence: Little Messi, if you want to marry him, I can help you get married~?

He could already foresee the little girl's twitching expression, so her smile became even brighter. He didn't care whether Messi understood the typos, the letter was written anyway, and he didn't care about Voldemort's constant pressure on him to learn English. Care, who stipulated that semi-literate people cannot be wizards?

After letting Blanche deliver the letter, he sat cross-legged on the bed and played poker for a while before turning off the lights to get ready for sleep.In a daze, I heard the sound of knocking on the windowpane.In his light sleep, he got up from the bed, opened the window, and Blanche flew in with a letter tied to his leg.

Hisoka opened the letter, and on the light yellow letter paper was a wild font that was different from the girl's elegant notes. There were a lot of pens, and Hisoka managed to recognize all of them.The person who wrote the letter was not the little girl Macy, nor did she indicate who she was, but said that people only think of their former friends when they are lonely.

lonely?I think should not be.He has never felt lonely.

The next day was Christmas, and Christo still prepared a sweater with his initials for Hisoka, as well as strange Christmas presents under the Christmas tree in the living room.Frege's complexion improved a lot that day, and he also had a smile on his face when he saw Hisoka.Hisoka didn't pay attention, so naturally he didn't know that Christo's gaze had been swirling between him and Frege, and he was faintly worried.

Weasley was born in Gryffindor for generations, and the discord between Gryffindor and Slytherin is well known at this time, especially now that the leaders of the two parties, Dumbledore and Voldemort, are confronting each other. Everything has to take some risk.When he received the news that Hisoka was assigned to Slytherin, Frege was very angry. He was close to the pure-blood nobles, but he was still a Gryffindor at heart.It was Chris's good words that finally calmed Frege's anger. Therefore, last night Frege's anger was not directed at Hisoka, but at his elder brother, Mark?Weasley and niece Claire?Weasley.

Claire has a cousin who entered Slytherin, so his life at Hogwarts next year will definitely not be too easy. Gryffindor friendship is built on the supremacy of honor. Once you lose honor, then What they get is the ignorance or rejection of other students. In this regard, Frege admits that Gryffindor is far inferior to Slytherin. Because of such a cousin, Claire knows that she will definitely be well received when she enters school next year. The cynicism of the students from the same academy impulsively insulted Hisoka.This has already touched Frege's rebellious scales, and his brother Mark's protection made him even more angry.

This is Gryffindor who emphasizes fairness and justice? !This is Weasley who is proud of Gryffindor? !

Although he knew that Hisoka was not his son, he really regarded Hisoka as his own child. After thinking about it all night, he decided to support this child no matter what, even if he had a quarrel with his elder brother.

Looking at Hisoka's dazzling rose-like hair and pretty face, he secretly sighed, why is such an excellent child a Slytherin?

The atmosphere of the breakfast was pretty good, Frege didn't show his face, and Hisoka was always smiling, Kristo breathed a sigh of relief, and together with Frege asked Hisoka to tell some interesting things about Hogwarts, Hisoka Just a few random people, such as the proud but innocent little princess Messi, Snape with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, Dumbledore like an old bee, and the airborne soldier Voldemort who is keen to punish him for copying papers.

"Didn't Professor Voldemort make things difficult for you?" Frege, who admired Voldemort very much despite his different backgrounds.

"Should he hate me?" Hisoka asked with a smile.

"He was born in Slytherin, and he is always at odds with the Gryffindor family." Frege said, paused, and then asked, "Siris? Black, you should know this child." Look at Hisoka Nodding, he said, "The Black family was a pure-blood noble, loyal to the Dark Lord, and Sirius' cousin, Bellatrix? Black was a fanatical follower of the Dark Lord. It was well known at that time, but Black's The heir, Sirius, chose Gryffindor. It seems that the life of the Black family is not so easy recently. Mr. Orion? "

"Oh, that's it." Hisoka shrugged with a smile.He couldn't imagine the angry Dark Lord, who was sometimes graceful and sometimes roguish, and he'd been trying to provoke him into a fight with himself all this time.But that guy's temper is really good【? ], no matter how much you provoked him, it was useless.For this, Hisoka puffed up countless times, the snake trainer...

In the afternoon, the Frege family [pseudo] went to Diagon Alley again, bought some weird things and planned to visit relatives and friends on the eve of Faith.Like London, Diagon Alley is also covered with a thick layer of snow. Hisoka is wearing a dark gray cashmere coat and a black wool hat, and he is still sitting in the "Lizard and Snake" drink shop, The difference was that he was sitting by the window of the store with a cup of hot cocoa in front of him.The store quieted down at some point, and a piano piece sounded, with a soothing rhythm and a beautiful melody. Hisoka could imagine the scene of slender ten fingers swiping on the black and white keys like clouds and water when he closed his eyes.

He turned his head and saw that the store where there were some customers just now was already empty. There was a black grand piano hidden behind the gentian flowers on the stage, and the man in the black shirt sitting in front of the piano, with blood-red eyes and lips. Horn evil smile.

That night, Hisoka received a letter from a beautiful snowy owl, on pale yellow letter paper, in wild and unruly font: Merry Christmas, little Mr. Weasley.

Hisoka frowned, replied with a letter, and tied it to Xue Xiao's leg.

Xue Xiao fluttered her wings and flew across the snowy night, bringing back a letter full of typos for her master.

Fun.Also, it's better not to wear a shirt when it's snowing, unless you want to drink slug slime, Professor Voldemort.