Chapter 320 The thoughts of adults

Human curiosity exists all the time, but everyone is curious about something different.

Just like some people may wonder whether walnuts caught in the door can also nourish the brain, and whether it can be eaten on an empty stomach. This type of... well, extremely smart questions.

Vader's curiosity was not whether there really were werewolves in Hogwarts, but he wanted to know more about the environment in which Ada lived and studied.

Just like the questions that parents always asked when I was young, such as how was your day at school, and were there any fights?

Vader's curiosity about werewolves is of this type, and it's essentially because of Ada. Without Ada, who cares who the werewolf is, that's for the Ministry of Magic to worry about.

It's a terrible thing to have your curiosity unsatisfied, and Ada knows it all too well.

She had no choice but to satisfy her grandmother and tell a bedtime story while concealing her name and identity information. Satisfied, Vida let her go and went downstairs to rest alone.

The evening breeze in Paris is much gentler than that in the Scottish Highlands, and there will be no manic wind to shatter your dreams, so you can have a good night's sleep. For Ada, Paris is somewhat of a safe haven at this stage.

Ada didn't know anyone here, and many things had nothing to do with her. There is no need to face unshakable Halloween surprises or get involved in unknown dangers.

In Paris, the only people who could make Ada feel a little irritated were Alain and Fan Shang. However, these two are very self-aware, and they don't have any stupid bones on their bodies, so they won't just come over and be an eyesore.

It's pleasant. As long as Ada doesn't look for trouble and think about things she has and doesn't have, her life can make people admire her from the bottom of their hearts. Clothes come to hand, food comes to open mouth, the ivory tower in "Song of Songs" of the Old Testament may be like this.

In the past few days, Vida and Ada have been decorating the house. Although it could be done with magic, Ada climbed up and down under Vader's command, hanging holly and mistletoe everywhere.

The grandfather and grandson were happily enjoying the process of working together, but Agnes, the house elf on the side, wanted to fight for the ground with her head. Fortunately, house elves don't have any eyebrows, otherwise Agnes's eyebrows would have to be furrowed.

Ada really has no talent in housework. She is clumsy and clumsy. After she hangs it up, Agnes may have to rework it all, otherwise she may not be able to survive this Christmas.

When she was in the orphanage, Ada was also the slowest one in working. The other children had all gone to play after finishing their work, and she might only have finished half of it.

This is the problem of the talent tree being crooked. Ada focuses all her talents on learning and "hands-on" abilities, resulting in her current life being extremely dependent on magic.

You can use your mouth, but not your hands. Where magic can be used, never use your hands!

This activity of "ruining" the fruits of the house elves' labor continued until Christmas Eve.

It ended not because Ada had decorated the house, nor because the grandfather and grandson had found more interesting activities, but because Ada had discovered the truth in the middle of the night the night before.

For several days, every midnight, Agnès would rearrange Ada's daytime arrangements. In order to prevent those two "hateful" women from seeing the clues, Agnes racked her brains and took great pains.

Make appropriate tweaks without being noticed as much as possible to make the furnishings and hangings in the house look a little better.

Ada did not disturb the hard-working Agnes, but stuck out her tongue in shame and went back to sleep in silence. So on Christmas Eve, Ada ended her "dressing up and entertaining the bride" behavior, took out her wand and started rearranging the arrangements.

Agnes, the house elf, was not idle either. She hung the Christmas tree with golden bells, and the crisp sound added a festive atmosphere. There is also a model of a manger placed under the Christmas tree. It would be too interesting if there were models of the Virgin Mary and Joseph placed as well.

On the morning of Christmas Day, Ada came to the Christmas tree in her dressing gown and slippers. The manger model was already filled with gifts. She was surprised by the number of packages.

She had already exchanged gifts with her friends when she was at Hogwarts, and thought she would gain nothing today, but she was wrong.

Professor McGonagall's gift is still a new set of clothes, but this year's clothes are lavender. Mrs. Weasley's gift was again a handmade red turtleneck sweater and a box of pralines. Snape also gave him an unprecedented gift, a thick potions book.

What Dumbledore sent was a candy box filled with colorful candies, all of which Dumbledore must have tried personally. Looking at such a box of "carefully" selected candies, Ada felt that what she was doing was a bit unethical.

Just when Ada was regretting her mistake, her grandmother Vida walked up to her and asked softly: "What's going on? Why did you open a gift with a bitter face?"

After speaking, Vida also picked a gummy candy from the box. Sweet-tasting candies always bring people a good mood.

Vida was very happy that Ada could come back to spend Christmas with her. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she celebrated Christmas.

"Uh... these candies are a gift from Professor Dumbledore. I recommend you try those pralines. They taste very good." Ada thought it would be better to remind you that there is a word called "love the house and the crow", and hate the house and the crow. It's not impossible.

"It doesn't matter, these candies are innocent. By the way, did you give him anything?" Vida said nonchalantly, but her hand was honest and did not reach for the candy box again.

"Of course I'm giving it, but what I'm giving is a big box of pepper urchins." Ada gestured with her hands to show the size, and then added, "One that tastes very exciting... let's call it candy."

"You kid, you're just messing around."

Vida scolded her at first, then she picked up the red senior sweater that was placed aside and asked, "Is this the sweater that Mrs. Weasley gave me? The stitching is fine and the feel is good. I have to thank their family." That’s it.”

Vader is a somewhat picky person, and this sweater caught her eye not because of Mrs. Weasley's craftsmanship, but because of the meaning behind the sweater.

Even if he didn't find Ada, his granddaughter would at least have a roof over her head.

People need to know how to be grateful, so Vida would blame Ada for sending the little pepper naughty boy. But in fact, the pepper urchins are not a real gift. Hidden among the pile of pepper urchins is a pair of wool socks, knitted by Ada herself.

Not all the packages are opened, and not all are under the Christmas tree.

Thierry and Henry both gave gifts, and the gifts from their grandparents and grandchildren were just enough to make up a set, which were a set of crystal chess pieces and a chess board.

That's not all. What Ada didn't expect the most was the last gift. The package actually came from Alan and Fan Shang, a father and son. It was a set of decent jewelry.

The workmanship of this set of jewelry is not exquisite, but it is better because of the solid materials.

The gifts from Alan and his son seemed perfunctory, but they were carefully selected by them. The lack of exquisite workmanship is an allusion to the fact that Ada is of mixed race, while the material used is an indication of their attitude.

They hope that Vader will keep his word and will not support his granddaughter in seizing the throne; they also hope that Ada can grow to the expected height and bring glory and benefits to the family.

With just one glance, Ada understood what the father and son wanted to express. Rather than saying that this gift is for myself, it is better to say that it is for my grandmother Vida.

"That's all I've been able to do in my life." Wei Da shook his head and said, "I always feel like I pinched my nose to admit it. I always feel like I'm the one who suffers. I can't tell the difference in my facial features in my life."

Vader reduced his nephew to nothing, but Ada didn't quite agree.

In her opinion, at least the father and son were aware of the current situation and knew how to advance and retreat, and did not choose to foolishly attack the stone with an egg. Compared with many pure-blood families in my impression, Alan's performance is quite qualified.