HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

On the second day of the holiday, Avro sat at the desk. She had just completed her father's test and received a pretty good evaluation.

At this moment she was flipping through Cedric's notes.

I have long heard from people in the study club that Cedric was number one in the first grade, excelled in studies, and was deeply loved by professors.

Sure enough, it can be seen from his notes that the work is neat and every annotation has its own unique insights.

In Avro's opinion, this person can be dealt with in two words.

The results you entrusted to him will come immediately. Is there anyone more considerate than him?

When the time comes to return to school, she will definitely thank Cedric.

Thinking of what her father had told her for a long time, Avro's heart sank, she sighed slightly and started studying harder.

……

The Burrow, sixth floor.

Ron opened the Christmas presents and counted them carefully. He counted them five times without thinking clearly.

Why one more than in previous years?

There are eight people in his family, so why does he have nine gifts?

He cautiously moved away the two copies brought by Fred and George, then nodded with satisfaction.

Well, that's safe.

Maybe some brother was kind enough to prepare an extra portion for him?

Ron thought happily as he picked up the box of chocolates. There was no signature, only the address was "The Burrow, Sixth Floor."

Not right.

Ron stopped again, um... He thought for a moment with his smart mind, what if Fred and George deliberately mischiefed the gift?

Who knows if it's good or bad?

Although he is only ten years old - oh, he will be eleven in three or four months, but his experience of being tricked by his two twin brothers lasts for ten years, and of course, it will be eleven years soon.

Ron held the box of chocolates and walked solemnly to the door of Fred and George's room, then stood on tiptoe and knocked hard.

"Fred! George!"

They immediately opened the door and were a little disappointed to see Ron standing at the door intact.

"Hey, nothing happened to you."

"It's boring."

"?" Ron was furious, "Are you hoping something will happen to me?"

"uh-huh."

"of course."

"After all, we are your dearest brothers-" they sang in unison.

Ron showed the chocolate box in front of them. The chocolate box was exquisitely packaged and was the most famous brand in the wizarding world. It was very expensive.

"This is a gift from a mysterious friend. There is also a note saying wish me a Merry Christmas. I want to keep it."

"How about you eat one?" Fred suggested sincerely.

Ron immediately became wary and took two steps back.

"Ahahaha... It's okay if you don't eat it, then just wait for it to expire."

Ron hesitated a little, but he shook his head firmly, carried the chocolate box downstairs, and sat at the dining table, thoughtfully.

"Has she been tricked now?"

"I really want to try it and see what she can do."

"Let Ron try."

"Yes."

"?" Ron hesitated to speak. In the end, he just crossed his arms angrily, and the three of them sat stiffly.

Percy was fully dressed and poured a glass of water, "Why are you sitting here? Isn't it cold?"

"Want to eat chocolate?" Ron asked sincerely.

"For both of you?" Percy looked at Fred and George, smiled, and sat down, "I won't eat."

Bill and Charlie also went downstairs, and the stairs made a thumping sound.

"Bill, come and eat chocolate!" George suggested sincerely.

"..." Bill pursed his lips, finally shook his head, and sat next to Percy.

"Where's Charlie?" Several people looked at the second brother Charlie expectantly, while Bill shook his head gently beside him. Charlie shrugged and said nothing.

The youngest sister Ginny also got up. She rubbed her eyes and said, "Why is this chocolate so exquisite? It looks so delicious. Don't you want to eat it?"

"Fred and George's," Ron warned, and Ginny immediately moved away, as if the chocolate was about to explode in the next second.

"Tch," Fred and George grunted, but they didn't move either.

Ron spoke slowly, "You can't afford this kind of chocolate, can you?"

"so what?"

"So it shouldn't be prepared by you, right?" He stretched out his paw towards the chocolate.

"It's really not us, it's a friend of ours at Hogwarts." Fred said frankly.

"You can rest assured." George agreed, "We didn't take it over at all. Ron took it."

"Your friend? What kind of fuel-saving lamp can he be?" Percy sarcastically said, "You cause trouble in Hogwarts every day, and you are imprisoned every day. Which friend do you have?"

"Uh...Aphro?"

"Greengrass." George answered and added.

Percy glanced at them lightly, "How did you get together?"

Charlie blinked in confusion, "Pure blood?"

"Yes, but she seems different from those people." Fred shrugged.

"Besides, our friendship is not deep, so it doesn't involve anything like this." George explained.

Ron had already opened the box of chocolates, tore open the wrapping and ate them.

"How is it?" All the children asked with concern.

"Mellow, silky, and rich." Ron commented.

"...I'm not asking you this." Fred rolled his eyes.

Ron silently closed the chocolate box and held it in his arms.

Ginny also snatched two of them from his arms without ceremony. Charlie tickled him with a smile, took the opportunity to touch half of it, and gave it to Bill and Percy.

Percy shook his head and just took one.

In this way, the whole box of chocolates was divided, and Fred and George looked at each other and shouted, "No fair, there is no one for us?"

"Of course, you've been teasing us for so long, this is just interest." Charlie raised his eyebrows.

"She actually didn't put anything..." Fred was depressed.

"She is deliberately trying to keep us unpredictable and toy with us!"

Ron had already slipped upstairs, carrying a few chocolates in his pocket. He was a little regretful that there were too few chocolates, not enough to share, but he couldn't ask for more. That was too greedy, wasn't it?

He lay back on his bed, and the wooden board made a "squeaking" sound. He fumbled for a long time, and pulled out a note from his pocket.

"Merry Christmas."

He was silent for a moment, turning sideways to look at the snowflakes flying outside the window, and the ghouls in the attic were still making noises.

Merry Christmas.