Chapter 590 Frosty Christmas

After returning to London from Godric's Hollow, Ada did not immediately start investigating Cadmus. Her mood was a little heavy, so that she felt bad and was absent-minded.

As she became more familiar with Dumbledore and Grindelwald, and learned more and more about the past between the two, Ada had imagined a drama about falling in love and killing each other a long time ago. Unknowingly, she actually Became a fan of GGAD.

Now that she has learned the unknown truth back then, the reality is actually more extreme than the plot she imagined. Ada suddenly feels that "being together for twenty years" is nothing. She has been entangled in love and hate for almost a year. century.

Since their separation in 1945, the two have been separated for a long time. One lived in Hogwarts and the other was confined to Nurmengard. It took half a century.

If it weren't for the addition of Ada in this world and the many waves that had occurred, we would finally have the hurried side outside Nurmengard Castle. Otherwise, unless you are on the road to hell, you will never see the king in this life.

Ada didn't know what Dumbledore and Grindelwald were thinking, more hatred or more love. Anyway, as the leader of the CP, she was really upset.

Let’s break up, except for the knife, it’s just a knife. Sometimes a piece of candy is no bigger than a little fingernail, and there are still glass particles in the candy.

While Ada was busy feeling sorry for her CP, Pierce Thicknesse was so busy that he almost hit the back of the head with his foot. If the minister knew that the pillar of the ministry was secretly distressed because of his CP, I don’t know what the minister would do. Thoughts.

In a storm, the British Isles ushered in Christmas, the most important festival of the year.

The festive atmosphere has slightly diluted people's fear of the dark. Crowds of people are seen on the streets of Diagon Alley, and shop owners are also excited about the long-lost shopping peak.

Even the Death Eaters seemed to have gone home for the holidays without causing much trouble. Ada, who was sitting in the Ministry of Magic, marveled at this. Is it so harmonious?

You must know that a few days ago, the Aurors and the Death Eaters fought so fiercely that it almost made people's brains go crazy. As a result, when Christmas came, everyone immediately stopped fighting and had a good time.

Well, Ada wants to hold a party with Dumbledore and Voldemort to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

It would be better if the two of them wanted to play cards. Ada could fight them until dawn. Ada swore that if the two of them didn't have only a pair of underwear to cover their shame when they left the ministry, she would lose!

Of course, this is just random speculation. If Dumbledore and Voldemort really sat at the same table and could live in harmony, Ada would be the one who couldn't sleep.

On Christmas Day, Ada was alone in her office.

The entire Ministry of Magic was deserted except for those on holiday duty. If anyone is playing hide-and-seek in the ministry today, they may not be able to play all day.

Ada received another safe letter from Vader, along with a Christmas gift.

The letter said that Vida had done what he wanted to do and now he was going to see his last old friend and spend Christmas with him.

Although we couldn't be together this Christmas, Ada was relieved to think that Vida was safe and with an old friend she had only seen less than once.

The most important thing was that Ada thought that since Vader had finished his work, he would be back soon.

As I was thinking about it, the office door suddenly opened. Seeing Ada sitting behind the large desk, Laura was surprised when she came uninvited.

"You're still here!" Lola Fournier said in surprise, "Why don't you dress up?"

"This is my office, Miss Fournier." Ada said through clenched teeth, "I'm not here, where should I be!"

Laura always likes to tease Ada and enjoys it endlessly, with a very bad attitude. It always aroused Ada's nerves, making her hate her teeth, but she was helpless.

"I thought you went to the Burrow." Laura said matter-of-factly, "Didn't Fred and George invite you to spend the holiday with them?"

The twins did send an invitation, and Mr. Weasley also invited Ada, but she was a little hesitant and didn't want to go.

Christmas at the Burrow wasn't just for the Weasleys, Sirius and Lupine were also there. Although Ada's identity has been almost cleared now, she is still worried that her appearance will cause embarrassment. After all, she and the Order of the Phoenix are no longer on the same journey.

In addition, Laura, Sergey and others all came to England because of themselves, and Ada couldn't bear to leave them behind and go to the Burrow alone.

"How are you going to spend your day today?" Ada asked, "Any plans?"

"We plan to have a good drink!" Laura said, "While there is nothing to do today, let's relax."

Is there anything that makes an alcoholic feel excited? A good drink of course!

Any more? Yes, another box!

Laura, who was drunk, suddenly thought of something. She was shocked and said: "Wait a minute, you are not going to stay in the ministry and celebrate the holidays with us, are you? No?"

Laura's sudden panic made Ada a little at a loss. Is it wrong for her to decide to spend the holiday with everyone?

Even if it cannot be described as loving soldiers as sons, it is not too much to say that we are happy with the people! Why do you have such an expression? It's as if the ceiling in the ministry has collapsed.

Confused Ada asked doubtfully: "Is there any problem?"

"It's not a problem. You are free to spend Christmas wherever you want." Laura said patiently. She stretched out her hands and raised them up and down. What she wanted to express was self-evident.

Ada, who was a little slow to react, also realized that she was not thinking carefully, even though her intentions were good.

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The Burrow seemed particularly lively during the holidays. Sirius, Lupin, and Harry arrived early, and the house was filled with laughter and joy.

Ron and Harry were standing by the kitchen sink, peeling a mountain of Brussels sprouts for Mrs. Weasley. Snowflakes were flying outside their front window.

The two of them were busy with their hands and their mouths were not idle.

"What do you think Malfoy wants to do?" Harry said. Even though Draco Malfoy had left Hogwarts for a long time, Harry still wanted to find out his purpose.

As the savior, Harry is miserable enough, and he doesn't know many things.

Even though Harry was sometimes impulsive, impulsive, and thoughtless, if he kept hiding this from him, sooner or later something would go wrong.

Of course, hiding some things from him was also for the smooth implementation of the plan. If Harry knew that the people who made the Unbreakable Vow were Snape and Draco Malfoy, Harry's bombing of the temple would have been foreseeable.

"I don't know," Ron said bitterly, "If I see him again, I will give him a good beating."

Hearing this, Harry unconsciously cut the Brussels sprouts harder, as if he was treating Master Malfoy as the cabbage in his hands. This was especially true for Ron. The two of them wasted a lot of ingredients.

Angelina and Alia graduated, leaving only Katie in the Gryffindor Quidditch team's luxurious offensive line.

Although Ginny performed well and filled a vacancy, the other newcomers were really hard to say, and the team's strength declined seriously. As the new captain of the Quidditch team, Harry had a big head and was about to die from worry.

Since ancient times, blessings have never been matched, and misfortunes never come alone. Before even playing a game, Katie was injured and hospitalized due to Malfoy's assassination plan, and her return date was uncertain. The road ahead is bleak, and the championship is basically hopeless.

Before leaving, he even tricked Gryffindor so hard that Harry almost hated Malfoy.

While the two were sulking and peeling cabbage, the twins walked into the kitchen struttingly, and they heard what they said.

"Ah, George, look, they're using knives. God bless them." Fred said in a fuss, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

"Ah, Fred, the little brothers may need help from their big brothers!" George said slyly, "otherwise they will keep complaining!"