Hermione caught a key word from Percy, but he didn't mention it any further, so she suppressed her curiosity out of politeness.
The good brothers on the other side were not so evasive. After hearing Ron talk about the reason why he did not go home for Christmas, Harry stretched the sleeves of his sweater and asked, "Aunt Muriel Po? I've never heard you mention it before."
"She's an elder on my mother's side. She's very rich, super rich. She doesn't seem to have any other relatives. She comes to our house for Christmas almost every year."
Ron said casually, and helped to tug the sweater on Harry's other shoulder. His best friend was too thin, and even though his mother deliberately reduced the size, it was still too big for him.
"When I was little, Aunt Muriel would always bring us many gifts and give us a large amount of pocket money. Unfortunately, my father always took the money back and gave it back to my aunt, which made her very unhappy."
Ron said with some regret that every Christmas was the only time in his memory when he could see gold galleons piled in a pile on the table.
"It wasn't until the year before last that George and Fred went crazy and rushed out when Aunt Muriel was giving Ginny the money, grabbed the galleons and stuffed them back into the old lady's handbag. From then on Mom won’t let us go home for Christmas from now on, saying she’ll wait until my aunt calms down.”
Ron shrugged. He wanted to keep those galleons, but he also knew that his father would not relax in this regard.
"I always feel like there's something else going on. Aunt Muriel likes the twins the most, so she won't be angry with them all the time."
Ron always felt that some things at home were a little weird. He didn't like to use his head, but he was not stupid. There were some things that his parents had deliberately hidden from them. The boy had determined this a few years ago.
My eldest brother has been getting more and more depressed and haggard in recent times. Maybe I should ask the twins for more information. I believe that if they are as smart as they are, they will have figured out something.
Thinking of the two inconspicuous brothers, Ron found that after he was rescued from a drug-induced coma, the twins looked a little weird when they faced him. Doesn't that apple have any side effects?
Ron subconsciously touched his lips, feeling that there was something a little uncomfortable there after taking a bite of the apple.
But soon, he was completely distracted by the large number of wizard packets and firecrackers.
The vast halls of Hogwarts allowed the children to play around today, and even the always serious Professor McGonagall laughed as she watched the twins being chased by Percy.
After a while, the three of them got back together, and together with Ron, Ginny and Harry, they sang childhood songs with Bill.
Glancing at Harry secretly, Ginny lowered her head with a red face, and her singing voice became a little softer and gentler.
"Ani, let's go play too."
Hermione ran over and pulled his sleeve. When she looked at the dancing and laughing people, her eyes showed envy.
The girl is not that close to the other person now and doesn't want to join in. She has a partner too, doesn't she?
"good."
Aini's answer was very simple, and then he called a snowball and threw it on the little witch's head.
"You cheated!"
Hermione was so angry that she wanted to fight back, but she couldn't get the snow out with her bare hands as easily as Ani, so she had to chase the opponent with her little fangs bared.
For a moment, there was a happy atmosphere floating around.
Everyone had a happy holiday, especially since Lockhart didn't show up from beginning to end, which made it even more enjoyable.
Well……
Snape was an exception. After seeing Lupin next to Dumbledore, the professor turned around and was about to leave the auditorium. Facing that guy, he might as well go back and continue to brew the medicine.
But after taking two steps, I suddenly thought, I am the real professor of Hogwarts, why should I make room for an unknown visitor?
With Dumbledore in charge, Snape finally did not take out his wand and shoot Lupine directly, but he cut him into pieces with his eyes and then cut him into pieces. The old headmaster was also affected and received a lot of blank looks.
On the contrary, Aini, who was the instigator, saw that the situation was not going well and ran away.
Quickly, he took Hermione, Bill and others out to play.
After lying on the bed, Harry and the others didn't have the energy to think about the pleasure of the day, so they fell into a deep sleep after touching the pillow.
The next few days were uneventful. Even the biting cold wind seemed to have calmed down without Lockhart causing trouble. The temperature had risen two degrees higher than on Christmas Eve.
Perhaps because he didn't want his father's friends to look down on him, Harry successfully mastered Occlumency two days before the end of the Christmas vacation. The specific effect was unclear, at least the nightmares that had often plagued him before never appeared again.
Lupine was very satisfied with the boy's progress. It seemed that he had inherited James and Lily's talents very well, and he had more expectations for the future.
But thinking of the other girl, the man's heart was filled with wonder.
In seven hours and less than a day, Hermione had practiced Occlumency to a level that was sufficient to apply it. Perhaps not even Lily's talent could compare with hers.
In fact, it is simple to say. The most critical element of Occlumency is concentration. This spell is intended to strengthen the control of one's own spiritual will.
In this regard, the girl who focuses on books every day has excellent accumulation. After being read by Lupine for a while, it suddenly becomes clear to her eyes, and it is not difficult to master it.
As a magic involving spiritual will, the effect of Occlumency is not just as simple as modifying memory.
After Harry mastered Occlumency, he could read books in the library for a whole day if he wanted to, and he could still stay focused enough, so his learning efficiency would be greatly improved.
Of course, he also had to choose the library instead of the Quidditch pitch.
Speaking of Quidditch, Oliver Wood was already crazy. You could hear him talking about training every day when he walked. He also began to pay special attention to weather such as wind and rain, and organized the team to conduct so-called "bad games". Weather training."
Over the past few months, George and Fred have begun to call him an "inhumane tyrant." I believe that if this continues for a while, Wood may be impeached by the team.
Busy days always pass quickly and easily. After tearing off the first calendar of the New Year, the boys and girls in the ivory tower are about to usher in the festival of youthful ignorance.
After sleeping throughout the Christmas holiday, Lockhart's unpleasant body odor slowly disappeared, and he looked cheerful again.
Aini pinched his chin as he looked at the twelve ugly aliens that had a pair of short legs and wanted to take long strides.
As expected of you, Lockhart.
The students below also looked at each other. Without the interference of the smell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class has regained the favor of the young wizards. However, Lockhart, who was so proud of it, made some mischief from time to time, and everyone was used to it.
At least this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers are fairly reliable in teaching, and the other shortcomings are not intolerable.
Hermione made a pertinent evaluation in her mind, but within half an hour, the girl began to regret her conclusion.
Hurrying to avoid the pursuit of seven or eight leprechauns behind her, Hermione almost broke a silver tooth.
This year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is even less reliable than last year, and she can't stand it anymore!
