, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Harry was awakened by a sight that was hard to ignore. When his consciousness returned to his brain and was functioning properly, he rarely felt a little hot - this was unscientific. His body was very cold-phobic. Generally speaking, in winter, he would only shiver from the cold, curl up and suffocate himself under the quilt. Since he had a room by himself when he was five years old, Charles had to add a thin quilt to him every time and press it on top of the existing quilt, so that he could rest assured that he could sleep alone.
"...Look...look at me...yawning, what are you doing?"
Harry climbed up from the quilt, grabbing the edge of the quilt, and asked in a long voice in a daze, even yawning in the middle. He looked at his bed, then at his room, and instantly understood why he felt hot - not to mention that there were three people sleeping in the same bed, and the large number of gift boxes in the shape of a mountain beside the window blocked the way. A lot of the chill coming from the glass window went away.
...This scene is amazing! Harry never thought he would receive so many gifts.
"I'm thinking about how much your classmates love you." Peter propped himself up on the bed in striped pajamas, caressing the head of the little girl who was still snoring, and replied softly, looking at the pile of gifts but feeling uncomfortable. I can't believe it. "Are you sure they didn't plan to suffocate you in there?"
"It's just a Christmas gift." Harry yawned again and replied, "It's just a very common tradition - although the number is indeed more than I expected," he scratched his bird's nest-like black hair in distress. Posted, "I think the Christmas gifts I prepared may not be enough..."
"If you ask me, no gift is as cool as the flying motorcycle your godfather gave you."
As a male creature, R obviously maintains the same opinion as him. Even though the car may not be as fast as him, it can fly, it can fly!
A cool flying motorcycle is a gift that no boy can refuse.
"You can save it for me," Harry said thoughtfully, "After all, I'm not old enough to drive, but, my suggestion is, drive it less."
"Why!"
"You can't fly by yourself like me when you fall." Harry pointed out this point cruelly, "Neither can you. Jean, Kurt and they are in the back seat. They can also protect themselves, but they are fast. Nothing can be done in the air."
R's face dropped, and his expression looked extremely aggrieved.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Erik's voice was muffled outside.
"Are you guys ready for breakfast?"
r immediately stopped feeling aggrieved - he looked at Harry in a panic, gesturing feebly with his hands, 'What should I do, what should I do, what should I do' written on his face, but he shouted: "Immediately -"
Harry glanced at him with a suppressed smile, not wanting to talk to this "son who was enjoying being woken up by his father for the first time" who seemed to be still awake, he lowered his head and started calling the little girl whose face was flushed from sleep.
"Nina, nina, wake up!"
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"Oh my God, Harry," Charles said with a smile in disbelief when he pushed the wheelchair into Harry's room and saw the almost magnificent pile of gifts, "Did you go and rob Santa Claus?"
"No, these were all given to me by my classmates." Harry replied helplessly, "The ones that were sent early in the morning mentioned this to me."
"I asked why I saw so many owls in the morning." Charles teased him, "How does it feel to be the center of the world? Do you want to pile these into a throne, my dear prince?"
While Harry was trying to comb Nina's braids, he knocked off Peter's hand that was on the other side of Nina's head. "Hey, don't move around - well, I think it feels good, Dad." He smiled. Laughing, he picked up a pair of little devil-wing hair ropes that were flapping from the table, and tied them on the braid. This was a Christmas gift he bought especially for Nina. "I really hope that the gift I sent out has Half of it."
Harry bet that half of this pile of gifts were sent by people he didn't know well. Such a huge number frightened him at first. Although he was very popular with the teacher when he was in elementary school, the boys refused to let this "little white-faced weirdo who only knows how to study" enter their inner circle. Therefore, before that, The gifts he had received from ordinary classmates were probably not even one-fifth of what he received this time.
"Look at this," Peter enthusiastically pulled out a huge package from the pile of gifts. "How do you think it was delivered by an owl?"
"Who gave that to me?" Harry tied up the other side of Nina's hair and looked at the mirror for a final check.
"Neville? There is a note here, 'Harry, this is aquatic mandrake during the experimental period. Please keep it well, you know it is not safe recently!', oh, what is mandrake?"
"...A kind of plant. I think we'd better not open it." Harry shuddered. He was extremely surprised that Neville actually gave him such a thing. "Its scream is deadly!"
"Really?" Charles looked as excited as Peter, "It's a plant, but it has a deadly cry? This is so amazing. Where does it get its vocal organs? What does it rely on to make it deadly? We Can’t you really open it and take a look?”
"I don't know where Neville got it, but you really can't open this. Ripe mandrake can be fatal, and immature mandrake can make you faint." Harry was wary of his father's sudden curiosity. , and perhaps a desire for research, "It is a necessity for the potion to contact petrification. Neville must have given it to me because he was worried that I would be in danger - so we'd better not let it become a danger in itself."
"What will it sound like?" Nina raised her head and asked Harry, "Will it meow like a cat?"
"I heard it was like a baby," Harry recalled Zhang Qiu's miserable expression after the herbal medicine class, and his own expression also became miserable, "a heartbreaking cry."
Unfortunately, after hearing this, Charles became more interested in this. And Peter looked at it with even more intense eyes.
Harry felt that one head was bigger than the other, so he had to shout: "Uncle Erik - can you come up here?"
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Finally Erik moved Charles out of the room downstairs, forcibly.
"Every gift must be opened after eating. I thought that was how you taught everyone."
erik said.
Charles nodded while listening, looking very happy: "Do you still remember that? I thought you would forget it after so long."
Erik's stern expression softened: "You know I will never forget anything you said."
Peter, who was sitting across from them, covered his eyes. Harry next to him didn't know what to do, but suddenly felt a little pain in his eyes. Only Nina was humming and cutting fried eggs without knowing it. She also raised her head and asked her father: "What are we doing this year?" Can I keep a cat at home?" After saying that, she looked at Harry again, with a more expectant expression on her face, "We have moved here, Harry, can you take me with you next time you go to the Wizarding World? Please, I want to see!"
"If you want to go, then we can go at any time." Harry said, "But we have to wait until Emma gets married, okay?"
The little girl nodded: "I will be a flower girl!"
"Nina is so good." Charles praised appropriately, and the little girl who praised her smiled sweetly, "Oh, you can go to the fireplace after dinner," he winked pretending to be mysterious, "There is a surprise."
"Am I involved too?" Peter quickly ran to the fireplace and looked around, "I saw three pairs of socks!"
"Of course, why don't you have a share?" Charles said with a smile. His blue eyes made Peter panic, as if his secrets had been seen through. "Even if you are older than them, you are still a child in our eyes." r, I will always remember your cute height when you used tape to defeat the security guards."
r couldn't help but lower his head and smiled a little embarrassedly: "...Actually, you, you don't have to--you see, I am just a hard worker..."
"It doesn't matter," said Charles, "We welcome you to come and spend the holidays with us!"
Erik nodded: "It's nothing."
r hesitated and said: "But..."
No 'but'! You should sit here! Sit across from your dad! Harry bit his lip and wanted to say that. He pulled Peter's sleeve under the table and said, "Don't say that - you have to stay! And today is Christmas, we should say something happy!"
He restrained himself and resisted the urge to tell Uncle Erik the whole truth. This is a very unfair thing to Peter - he is obviously Eric's biological son, but in fact he does not get as much love as Harry, and this is neither Eric's fault nor Peter's fault. It's as if the unfairness comes for free.
Harry decided to be nicer to Peter in the future.
"Okay, let's talk about something happy." Peter shrugged, "Then let's talk about recent events - that beautiful woman named Emma, when was the wedding held? Is her husband handsome?"
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After chatting about Emma's wedding, the children (including Peter) sat in the living room and took out gifts from their own pair of socks.
The three pairs of socks are all different and have their own characteristics. Harry's pair are green furry socks, while Nina's pair are white wool with deer decorations. They are symbolically hung on the fireplace. The bulges on the side look cute enough and make people feel the surprise of receiving a gift.
"I also have a gift for you." Harry struggled to pull the gift box out of his sock while biting Peter's ears, "I'll show it to you later."
"Oh... I mean, this is such a surprise." Peter muttered, "Oops, I seem to have forgotten that we have to give each other gifts at Christmas - I've been locked up for too long."
"It doesn't matter at all... Oops!" Harry finally opened the gift box. He could hardly figure out why his father bought such a small sock, which made it difficult to take out the box. He couldn't wait to open it, and then His eyes lit up, "The latest Thor soldier! Dad, how do you know I want this!"
"Hmm, I always know exactly what my son wants. This is a skill, right?"
Harry quickly opened the gift box in the second sock. Inside was a gift from Erik, which could be paired with the gift from Charles. As it should be, there was a villain, the evil god Loki, lying inside. Thor's younger brother rarely appeared in front of everyone, but Harry recognized it as soon as he saw the strange golden double-horned headdress.
Peter, who was sitting at the side and took out a new pair of shoes, twitched his mouth a few times: "Why don't you buy a beautiful girl to pair with it?"
Erik said: "Harry has a full set of Avengers soldiers, except for these two."
"Okay." Peter shrugged, "And thank you for the shoes - but how did you know the size?"
"Oh, young man," Charles said with a smile, "adults always know these little things."
Next, because Harry's pile of gifts was too large and because everyone was very interested, the pile of gifts was moved to the sofa in the living room for disassembly and assembly. Nina was 'entrusted with an important task' and took a pen to take notes next to it. If there is a word she can't write, she can look up and ask Harry - this can be regarded as an enjoyable literacy learning course.
Due to his fame and good popularity, most people, such as W’s seniors, gave them either useful books or high-end potions they brewed themselves. Among them was a naughty student. Sister actually gave her a love potion. Harry looked at it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out what her intention was in giving such a difficult but special potion to a first-year student.
Probably because of family connections, I gave him a box of candies that are said to strengthen teeth; Ron sent him a pack of nougat and a hand-knitted hat said to be handmade by his mother; Zhang Qiu received many gifts from her senior classmates. Bise stood out and gave him a blue Chinese knot she had tied herself, with long tassels on the bottom; and Bise, whom he had just met, gave him a pair of gemstone cufflinks with copper bases, emerald ones. The quality, the accompanying greeting card enthusiastically praised his eyes, saying that the pair of cufflinks absolutely matched Harry's eyes; Lupin gave him a lamp that does not require electricity or candles, as long as it collects enough sunlight during the day, It can shine alone at night; to his surprise, Cedric also sent a gift, which was a pair of gloves that looked very warm. The greeting card said that he noticed that Harry was very afraid of the cold, and hoped that this pair of gloves would be made of special materials. Gloves can keep my juniors warmer in winter.
What was particularly puzzling was that after Harry searched for a long time, there was no gift from him! This unscientific! Harry has always felt that he would not fall behind anyone, especially in this aspect!
This made him start to worry about whether he was sick or something.
Finally, when they had unpacked nearly two-thirds of the huge pile of gifts, Malfoy's golden eagle arrived belatedly and was standing outside knocking on the glass arrogantly. Harry breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and opened the door. window.
As if inheriting the master's mood, the golden eagle changed its usual kindness to Harry and pecked him on the head - the result was that Erik just clenched his fist and the steel-framed glass window immediately crackled. Close it, almost squeezing it into a puddle of pie.
"How about we eat bird meat tonight?" Peter pinched its wings and let it struggle, while Harry covered his forehead and laughed dryly, "This bird's expression is so arrogant, so arrogant! It's just a bird!"
"Oh, don't be like this!" Nina ran over and stretched out her hand distressedly. The golden eagle immediately lowered its noble head to her and landed on her palm. It asked her to be as obedient as she wanted, letting the little girl caress it. Nina followed it. After muttering, he protested, "It just obeyed its master's orders, don't be angry with it!"
Harry picked up the things dropped by the golden eagle - a red letter and a heavy package.
……Wow. Harry picked up the letter in shock.
He actually received a howler letter!
"Harry Xavier!" As expected, the letter turned into a big mouth after he opened it. The high-octave voice startled Nina and she hid behind Peter, "You shameless and arrogant person idiot!"
"Hey," Harry said helplessly to that mouth, "What did I do again?"
"I can't believe what I saw - you didn't even say a word to me along the way, and you were too lazy to move your butt! And when it was time to get off the car, you seemed to have wings. Gone!!! Did you learn how to apparate or were you finally rude enough to use the window as your exclusive exit?! You were so rude and left without even saying goodbye to me! The most shameful thing Yes, you actually got out of the car and kissed your new girlfriend in public! (Harry: Oh my god, where did I get my girlfriend?) With a shameless woman! Then, I even saw you being fucked like a doll Holding someone in your arms... Where is your self-esteem, shame and etiquette? Did you know that there are reporters waiting to take a photo of you every day? And you were so stupid that you sent it to them! And you disappeared after that Oh! You...I curse you to fail all subjects this semester!"
"That's impossible." Harry said with a smile.
"Anyway, I can't stand you ignoring and abandoning a malfoy like this. My Merlin, I'm ready to introduce you to my mother - and I, just now, have to accept her questioning tonight! Just because I Said I would let her meet her son's best friend! You have embarrassed me, you idiot! If this happens again next time, I will make you regret it! Harry Xavier, please remember this !!!”
"You can't beat me anyway." Harry couldn't help but say.
Naturally, the big mouth would not talk to it. After it completed its mission, it tore itself into pieces. Harry threw it into the fireplace and burned it completely. Then he opened the package with curiosity.
A mirror - Harry recognized it - lay there silently.
On a crumpled piece of paper, its name was written and its various uses were introduced——
——Double-sided mirror, if you dare not contact me during the holidays, you will be dead!
