Chapter 158 Harry is planned

The wizarding world, or rather, Britain, also has customs similar to those in China.

In Ryan's previous life, when he was still Zhou Yi, he vaguely remembered that his parents would hide coins in dumplings when he was a child, and eating them represented good luck to him.

After Ryan complained about Professor McGonagall's gossip, the banquet was now at dessert time, and the most eye-catching thing was undoubtedly the fiery red Christmas pudding.

And Percy was very lucky, eating a crescent-shaped silver piece wrapped in pudding. But he didn't know how to do it, and kept nagging about something that almost broke his teeth, which aroused his homesickness. Ryan, who had been eating pudding all the time and didn't eat anything, thought so.

The most cost-effective and attractive item in this Christmas banquet was undoubtedly the colorful firecrackers.

It is not calculated by head, as long as you want and can carry it, you can open as many as you want.

It was filled with small things worth no more than 2 gold galleons, which was different after Ryan opened the hamster and stopped. Infected by Ron's crazy firecrackers, Harry also put aside his longing for the white mice he opened and started to set off firecrackers with Ron.

Harry even opened a set of wizard chess, but Harry was not very happy. Now he had no reason to refuse to play chess with Ron.

However, there was something in these firecrackers that surprised Ryan, a comic book of "Doraemon".

"Damn it, I'll raise the price when I go back and sell it for 3 Galleons." Ryan thought speechlessly.

Gryffindor is really a bad guy. Harry and Ron were going to go back to the lounge to read, but the Weasley twins and Percy stopped them and played snowballs on the playground for an afternoon.

The good study time was delayed like this. Even with wet clothes, they did not go back to the lounge, but sat on the floor next to the stove in the auditorium, as if they would stay here forever.

Harry was pulled by Ron to play wizard chess, and Percy gave crazy ideas on the side, but Ron still won.

Just when Ron wanted to continue, Harry finally showed his Ravenclaw intelligence and changed the topic, asking Percy about Potions (Ron's most hated class), and Percy explained it seriously.

It was soon time for dinner, but compared with lunch, it was a bit simple, with only some drinks, and snacks consisting of turkey sandwiches, toast, wine jam pudding and Christmas cake.

After dinner, the Weasley twins seemed to really implement their promise that the family would stay together on Christmas. They snatched Percy's prefect badge and ran around in the hall. Percy seemed to be unable to catch them.

This also stopped Ron and Harry, who were full and wanted to return to the Ravenclaw Tower lounge.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Ron and Harry rejected the invitation of the Weasley twins-they went to rest in the Gryffindor Tower.

Harry was almost tempted, after all, this was the happiest Christmas in Harry's life, as if he had a real family and brothers, but for some reason he still refused.

Only Ryan knew what this was for.

As expected, after Ryan pretended to sleep and Ron fell asleep as soon as he pulled down the bed curtain, there was movement in Harry Potter's bed.

Unlike the original world line, this time he did not put the invisible cloak under the bed. He directly put on the cloak that was smoother than silk and lighter than light on the bed.

So, from Ryan's perspective, Harry's curtain bulged out of thin air and then opened. There was only a concave point on the bed to prove that there was a person there.

The invisible man did not move for a few seconds, as if he was checking something, and then the curtain of Harry's bed returned to its original state, the shoes beside the bed suddenly disappeared, and the door of the dormitory opened and closed with footsteps that ordinary people could not detect.

Ryan stood up from the bed, and this person faded into the air. He was like a ghost, and Jerry sat on his shoulder obediently, as if he was glued.

At the same time, in the principal's office, Dumbledore, who was still working, smiled slightly, as if he had suddenly discovered something.

The castle came alive, and his magic filled with devilish love was like vines, crawling all over the castle. Filch suddenly turned his head subconsciously and walked to the 6th floor. Ryan frowned, then smiled slightly.

All day long, there was always one thing lingering in Harry's mind.

His father's invisibility cloak, the Deathly Hallows, Dumbledore gave him, and attached a message to use it well.

Yes, use it well, just yourself.

His father's invisibility cloak - he felt that this time - this was the first time - he wanted to use it alone, and he didn't want to alarm Ryan who knew everything, including his best friend Ron.

He quietly slid down from the bed, and after a brief inspection, he looked down at his legs, but only saw moonlight and shadows. It was a very strange feeling.

The whole Hogwarts was completely open to him. Wearing this invisibility cloak, he could go anywhere!

Anywhere, Filch would never know.

He tiptoed out of the dormitory, walked down the stairs, passed through the common room, and opened the door of the common room.

He walked quickly in the corridor.

Where was he going?

He stopped and thought, his heart pounding. Suddenly, footsteps came from the next corridor. He held his breath and leaned against the wall.

It was Filch! He seemed to have discovered something, and his furious light eyes looked everywhere, even through Harry's body.

Then, his eyes stayed on the footprints in the corridor for half a second, "Damn little brat, I've been bored and patrolled the 6th floor several times, there must be someone here!"

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So, Harry had to prepare to run to the lounge, but for some reason, Filch, who had just left, appeared again.

"Professor, you said that if someone wanders around at night, they will report to you immediately. Someone was on the 6th floor just now, and Mrs. Norris reminded me that someone was here just now, but I can't see it. I suspect it's a Ravenclaw."

"Gryffindors usually run directly or make damn noises!" Filch said to Snape attentively.

"Ravenclaw? Then we just need to block the way to the lounge." Snape stretched his voice and ordered Filch on the side.

At the same time, from an angle that Harry couldn't see, Snape seemed to have remembered some unpleasant memories, and his mouth unconsciously pouted slightly. Combined with his princess cut hairstyle, Ryan thought it was particularly funny.

Ryan waved his wand and created a photo on the spot, showing Snape's appearance at the moment.

"Well, I'll give it to Snape tomorrow as his belated Christmas gift." Ryan said with a smirk.

Harry's face immediately lost color.

No matter where he was, Filch must know a shortcut. His sticky, greasy voice was getting closer and closer to him, and he had no way out.

He could only step back step by step, trying not to make any noise.

There was a door on the left that had opened a crack for some reason. He took a deep breath and squeezed in sideways, being careful not to touch the door. Thank God, he finally entered the room. They didn't notice anything and walked straight over. Harry leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.

Dumbledore and Ryan both smiled for the first time in a long time.