Chapter 49 Christmas Presents
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
Business genius Eddie also smiled heartily, winked at Glenn, and showed a "you still understand me" expression.
Glenn seemed to suddenly remember something, and mysteriously pulled him aside, muttering something in a low voice.
Marcos and Marietta looked curious and craned their necks, trying to eavesdrop.
Vaguely, the two heard a few words of conversation, but they couldn't understand them at all. They only saw Eddie making an "OK" gesture.
"Before you go back... remember to leave... Garen already... don't tell..."
"I'll do things, don't worry!"
After explaining Eddie, Glenn seemed much more at ease and returned to Ravenclaw Tower with satisfaction.
The two actors and actresses ignited their spirit of gossip and pestered Eddie to ask questions.
But the business genius obviously has a lot of professional ethics, and he didn't say a word under the temptation of Jin Gallon.
The last day before the holidays went by very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, most of the little wizards were on the Hogwarts Express, preparing to go home for Christmas.
Although the castle still maintained a festive atmosphere, it also seemed much emptier and no longer as noisy as before.
On the Ravenclaw side, many friends who were relatively friendly with Glenn left the school, including two of his roommates.
Since Mr. Zhang worked in the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic, he had to be busy contacting wizards from other countries even during Christmas, so Qiu had no choice but to stay in school.
It was the middle of winter during the Christmas holidays. Outside the window, there was heavy snow and howling cold wind. The glass windows of the castle were blown away and made a "click-click" sound.
Fortunately, the house elves in the school are not lazy because there are few students, and they still take good care of the fire, bringing a little warmth to the cold common room.
In the early morning, Glenn was awakened by the sound of the wind.Although it was getting late, it was still dark outside the window.
The days are short and the nights are long, which is the difficulty of high latitudes.
Glenn felt the cold air in the dormitory and couldn't help but miss the heaters and small solar electric stoves in the Muggle world.
He checked the time and simply rolled out of bed, intending to change his clothes and go to the lounge to warm himself by the fire.
There was a pile of gifts at the foot of the bed. He was not careful and almost tripped over.
"So much..."
Glenn looked at the gifts all over the floor, feeling a little dazed.
He bent down, picked up several small boxes, and opened them.
Sizzling Bee Sugar, Madam Malkin from the Robe Shop.
Pink coconut sorbet from Mr. Flint at the Ice Cream Shop.
Crucible cake, from Mr. Partridge at The Crucible.
Glenn classified the candies and snacks sent by the Diagon Alley shopkeepers into one category, placed them neatly aside, and continued to look at the remaining gifts.
The "Wand Care Encyclopedia" sent by my grandfather and Roger's "The Magic of Quidditch" were both placed on the small bookshelf beside the bed.
He opened a few more packages, all of which were interesting gadgets and snacks, and then a small, shabby envelope came into view.
Glenn couldn't help but have three black lines appear on his forehead. He had roughly guessed the owner of the envelope.
The business genius is worthy of you.
He tore open the envelope in disgust, and a picture of a chocolate frog fell out.
The portrait on the front of the card shows a middle-aged balding wizard wearing brick red robes and a dark green cloak.
The identification plate below read in cursive letters - Cornelius Agrippa.
This can be said to be one of the rarest chocolate pictures. Even Ron, who has accumulated hundreds of pictures, has not collected this one.
Unexpectedly, the stingy Iron Rooster actually spent a lot of money this time. It is really a long time to see him.
Glenn opened the bedside table drawer and put Agripba and Morgana he had gotten on the train together.
Trooper Gomax seemed impressed by his performance in flying lessons and sent him a miniature model of a broomstick as a gift.
Glenn looked at it carefully for a while and confirmed that this broom was the Silver Arrow, the so-called originator of competition brooms.
It is said that Mrs. Huo Qi rode such a broom and flew into the sky for the first time. When the Firebolt came out, she still missed it endlessly.
silver arrow...
Glenn muttered something under his breath, feeling that there was something wrong with this name...
Is your Silver Arrow serious?
He placed the model under the lamp and opened one of the last two gifts.
Inside the featureless wrapping paper was a wooden box, which looked antique and was engraved with decorative patterns and emblems similar to those used by medieval nobles.
Opening the box, there lay a small silver sword three to four inches long, with runes engraved on the blade near the hilt.
This is…
Different from the exquisiteness of Gryffindor's sword, the style of this sword seems to be more primitive and thicker, more like a two-handed sword used for slashing.
With doubts, Glenn opened the letter paper attached to the box. Inside were a few lines of beautiful small words.
Merry Christmas, Glenn!
Hope you like this gift.
I believe that by this time you should have already made a guess as to its origin.
Yes, it comes from that medieval relic.
When I woke up in the carriage after we left there, it was already there with me.
Patricia said that it is very important and can bring luck to the owner, so I decided to give it to you.
I hope you can become stronger soon and help me save Patricia's soul.
You faithful,
Morgana
"hiss..."
Glenn stared at Xiaojian with an unsightly expression on his face, as if he was holding a hot potato in his hand.
Treasures in the ruins...
Good guy, is this an unknown weapon?
Am I blowing the lights at Hogwarts?
It is impossible to carry it with you.He pondered for a long time and put the small sword and the wooden box into the bedside table.
There was only one last package left on the ground, from Autumn.
Glenn leaned over and picked up the package.This gift is not heavy and feels a bit soft.
He tore open the package and a light blue scarf fluttered onto the bed.
The material is soft, the shape is exquisite, and the stitching is fine. At first glance, it is a good product made by "Fengya".
Glenn's eyes scanned the entire scarf and found a symbol on each end.
On one end is the emblem of Ravenclaw, and on the other it looks like a wand.
Looking at the crooked lines and somewhat out-of-shape outlines, Glenn couldn't help but smile.
Hand-embroidered logo?
It’s so heartwarming…
He got up, cleaned up the packages on the floor, washed and changed clothes.
Before going out, he deliberately picked up the scarf on the bed and hung it around his neck.
Coincidentally, just as Glenn was walking down the stairs, Qiu also happened to come out of the girls' dormitory opposite.
"Good morning, Autumn!" Glenn waved, "Merry Christmas!"
Qiu looked at him and immediately saw the sky blue scarf around his neck, and couldn't help but smile sweetly.
"Merry Christmas, Glenn!"
Glenn seemed to suddenly remember something, and mysteriously pulled him aside, muttering something in a low voice.
Marcos and Marietta looked curious and craned their necks, trying to eavesdrop.
Vaguely, the two heard a few words of conversation, but they couldn't understand them at all. They only saw Eddie making an "OK" gesture.
"Before you go back... remember to leave... Garen already... don't tell..."
"I'll do things, don't worry!"
After explaining Eddie, Glenn seemed much more at ease and returned to Ravenclaw Tower with satisfaction.
The two actors and actresses ignited their spirit of gossip and pestered Eddie to ask questions.
But the business genius obviously has a lot of professional ethics, and he didn't say a word under the temptation of Jin Gallon.
The last day before the holidays went by very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, most of the little wizards were on the Hogwarts Express, preparing to go home for Christmas.
Although the castle still maintained a festive atmosphere, it also seemed much emptier and no longer as noisy as before.
On the Ravenclaw side, many friends who were relatively friendly with Glenn left the school, including two of his roommates.
Since Mr. Zhang worked in the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic, he had to be busy contacting wizards from other countries even during Christmas, so Qiu had no choice but to stay in school.
It was the middle of winter during the Christmas holidays. Outside the window, there was heavy snow and howling cold wind. The glass windows of the castle were blown away and made a "click-click" sound.
Fortunately, the house elves in the school are not lazy because there are few students, and they still take good care of the fire, bringing a little warmth to the cold common room.
In the early morning, Glenn was awakened by the sound of the wind.Although it was getting late, it was still dark outside the window.
The days are short and the nights are long, which is the difficulty of high latitudes.
Glenn felt the cold air in the dormitory and couldn't help but miss the heaters and small solar electric stoves in the Muggle world.
He checked the time and simply rolled out of bed, intending to change his clothes and go to the lounge to warm himself by the fire.
There was a pile of gifts at the foot of the bed. He was not careful and almost tripped over.
"So much..."
Glenn looked at the gifts all over the floor, feeling a little dazed.
He bent down, picked up several small boxes, and opened them.
Sizzling Bee Sugar, Madam Malkin from the Robe Shop.
Pink coconut sorbet from Mr. Flint at the Ice Cream Shop.
Crucible cake, from Mr. Partridge at The Crucible.
Glenn classified the candies and snacks sent by the Diagon Alley shopkeepers into one category, placed them neatly aside, and continued to look at the remaining gifts.
The "Wand Care Encyclopedia" sent by my grandfather and Roger's "The Magic of Quidditch" were both placed on the small bookshelf beside the bed.
He opened a few more packages, all of which were interesting gadgets and snacks, and then a small, shabby envelope came into view.
Glenn couldn't help but have three black lines appear on his forehead. He had roughly guessed the owner of the envelope.
The business genius is worthy of you.
He tore open the envelope in disgust, and a picture of a chocolate frog fell out.
The portrait on the front of the card shows a middle-aged balding wizard wearing brick red robes and a dark green cloak.
The identification plate below read in cursive letters - Cornelius Agrippa.
This can be said to be one of the rarest chocolate pictures. Even Ron, who has accumulated hundreds of pictures, has not collected this one.
Unexpectedly, the stingy Iron Rooster actually spent a lot of money this time. It is really a long time to see him.
Glenn opened the bedside table drawer and put Agripba and Morgana he had gotten on the train together.
Trooper Gomax seemed impressed by his performance in flying lessons and sent him a miniature model of a broomstick as a gift.
Glenn looked at it carefully for a while and confirmed that this broom was the Silver Arrow, the so-called originator of competition brooms.
It is said that Mrs. Huo Qi rode such a broom and flew into the sky for the first time. When the Firebolt came out, she still missed it endlessly.
silver arrow...
Glenn muttered something under his breath, feeling that there was something wrong with this name...
Is your Silver Arrow serious?
He placed the model under the lamp and opened one of the last two gifts.
Inside the featureless wrapping paper was a wooden box, which looked antique and was engraved with decorative patterns and emblems similar to those used by medieval nobles.
Opening the box, there lay a small silver sword three to four inches long, with runes engraved on the blade near the hilt.
This is…
Different from the exquisiteness of Gryffindor's sword, the style of this sword seems to be more primitive and thicker, more like a two-handed sword used for slashing.
With doubts, Glenn opened the letter paper attached to the box. Inside were a few lines of beautiful small words.
Merry Christmas, Glenn!
Hope you like this gift.
I believe that by this time you should have already made a guess as to its origin.
Yes, it comes from that medieval relic.
When I woke up in the carriage after we left there, it was already there with me.
Patricia said that it is very important and can bring luck to the owner, so I decided to give it to you.
I hope you can become stronger soon and help me save Patricia's soul.
You faithful,
Morgana
"hiss..."
Glenn stared at Xiaojian with an unsightly expression on his face, as if he was holding a hot potato in his hand.
Treasures in the ruins...
Good guy, is this an unknown weapon?
Am I blowing the lights at Hogwarts?
It is impossible to carry it with you.He pondered for a long time and put the small sword and the wooden box into the bedside table.
There was only one last package left on the ground, from Autumn.
Glenn leaned over and picked up the package.This gift is not heavy and feels a bit soft.
He tore open the package and a light blue scarf fluttered onto the bed.
The material is soft, the shape is exquisite, and the stitching is fine. At first glance, it is a good product made by "Fengya".
Glenn's eyes scanned the entire scarf and found a symbol on each end.
On one end is the emblem of Ravenclaw, and on the other it looks like a wand.
Looking at the crooked lines and somewhat out-of-shape outlines, Glenn couldn't help but smile.
Hand-embroidered logo?
It’s so heartwarming…
He got up, cleaned up the packages on the floor, washed and changed clothes.
Before going out, he deliberately picked up the scarf on the bed and hung it around his neck.
Coincidentally, just as Glenn was walking down the stairs, Qiu also happened to come out of the girls' dormitory opposite.
"Good morning, Autumn!" Glenn waved, "Merry Christmas!"
Qiu looked at him and immediately saw the sky blue scarf around his neck, and couldn't help but smile sweetly.
"Merry Christmas, Glenn!"
