Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Since Hermione left, Harry and Ron have been playing crazy. Since everyone has gone home, almost the entire Gryffindor boys' dormitory and common room are under their control, and they have no intention to think about Nicole May. .

On Christmas morning, Harry woke up early.

"Tiera, Merry Christmas!" Harry patted Tiera excitedly when he came together.

"Merry Christmas, Harry." Tiera looked up at the time, it was only six o'clock!

He and Harry were alone in the dormitory at this time. Ron's bed was a mess, and he obviously woke up long ago.

Since the holiday, Harry and Ron have changed their habit of staying in bed and can't wait to not sleep every day.

"Harry! Tierra! Come on!" Ron shouted excitedly in the common room.

Gifts large and small are piled under the Christmas tree in the common room.

When Tiera and Harry arrived, Ron was pulling out a fuchsia sweater with a big R written on the front from a cardboard box with a complicated expression.

"Oh yes, Harry, you have gifts too." Ron pointed to the pile of gifts in the other corner of the Christmas tree with a bit of envy. Harry's pile of gifts was much bigger than his own.

Harry picked up the top paper package. It's wrapped in thick brown paper with the words "Hagrid to Harry" written on it.

Inside was a very rough flute, apparently made by Hagrid himself.

Harry tried to blow.

The sound of the flute is a bit like the call of an owl.

There is a note in the second very small package.

"We got your letter with your Christmas present. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia." Taped to the note with Scotch tape was a fiftypence coin.

"Pretty friendly," said Harry.

Ron was fascinated by the coin.

"That's weird!" he said. "The shape! Is this Muggle money?"

"You keep it," Harry said, laughing at Ron's ecstatic expression. "Hagrid sent it, and aunt and uncle sent all these... eh?"

Harry picked out a small flat rectangular box wrapped in pale green colored paper from his pile of gifts and handed it to Tiera.

"Tiella, here's a present for you." Harry noticed the present because it was very weird. It was only held on a piece of green colored paper, with no bows or greeting cards, only a sticker on it. A piece of paper reads:

"To Tiera Wu: Merry Christmas"

Not signed.

"And my gift?" Tiera was a little surprised. He had been waiting for Harry to take off the invisibility cloak, but he never expected that someone would give him a gift.

Tiera took the gift from Harry.

But with a "pop-" sound, the green package slipped from Tiera's hand.

Tiera shuddered.

"What's the matter with you?" Harry asked.

"Oh, no, no, it's nothing." Tiera suddenly came to her senses and carefully picked up the pale green package from the ground.

He felt it the moment Tiera was wrapped in Harry's hand just now.

I felt the feeling of "mosquito wings brushing over the soul" in Merlin's notes.

"My hand slipped," Tiera said, then silently put the gift on the coffee table next to the stove.

"Aren't you going to open it?" Ron asked curiously.

"Chinese people are not used to opening gifts in public." Tiera casually made an excuse to prevaricate.

"I'll open it for you!" Ron said, reaching for Tiera's gift.

"No!" Tiera took a step faster than Ron, grabbed the small package first, and stuffed it behind her back.

"This is... a Chinese custom," Tiera said. "This is a Chinese Muggle Christmas custom. You have to respect us."

"Oh, okay." Ron shrugged helplessly.

Although Harry was a little strange, he had to give up when he saw Tiera's determined look.

Harry continued to tear open the paper package and saw a thick bright green hand-knitted sweater, and a large box of homemade fudge.

"She knits us a sweater every year," said Ron, opening his own paper bag. "Mine are always dark fuchsia."

"She's so nice," said Harry, tasting a piece of fudge, which was very sweet.

The next gift... three gifts to be exact, also sugar, a big box of horseshoe chocolates from Hermione to Harry, Ron and Tiera.

There is one last paper bag left. Harry picked it up and felt it, it was light.

Harry gently opened the paper package.

Something like a liquid, silver-grey, rustled down to the floor, clumped together and gleamed. Ron gasped.

"I've heard of this," he said in a low voice, throwing aside the box of chocolates Hermione had given them. "If I think right, this thing is very rare and very precious."

"What is it?"

Harry picked up the silvery fabric from the floor.

It felt weird in the hand, as if it was woven with water.

"It's an invisibility cloak!" Tiera looked at the long-distance running with some excitement and said, "Put it on and try it."

Harry draped the Invisibility Cloak over his shoulders, and Ron let out a shout.

Harry looked down at his feet, strangely, they were gone. he

In three steps, he rushed to the front of the mirror. That's right, in the mirror, only his head is hanging in the air, and his body is completely invisible.

He pulled the invisibility cloak over his head, and he completely disappeared in the mirror.

"And a note!" said Ron suddenly, "a note fell out of it!"

Harry took off his robes and grabbed the letter. On it was written the following lines in a slender, circle-on-circle font he had never seen before:

"Your father left this thing for me before he died. It should be returned to you now. Use it well. I wish you a Merry Christmas from the bottom of my heart."

Also not signed.

Harry stared at the note in a daze, while Ron marveled at the Invisibility Cloak.

Harry, Ron, and the Weasley Twins, who were also at school, played with Harry's Invisibility Cloak all day.

Of course, Tiera also tried it on her body.

But Tiera has always been a little absent-minded.

And whenever Harry asked what was wrong with Tiera, Tiera always returned to her previous faint smile.

The Christmas carnival that night was very rich.

But Tiera was unusually late.

After all the little wizards went to the Christmas party, Tiera quietly took out the pale green package.

He squeezed it lightly, and there was only a layer of green colored paper on the outside of the package. The inside was not a box, but soft and elastic.

It was a book, Tiera immediately judged.

Because he felt the spine and the hard cover of the book.

Tiera wasn't about to open the gift.

Because no matter what's inside, it's definitely a very, very powerful and weird black magic item.

Otherwise, Tiera would not have caught the "traces of magic" as soon as he came into contact with this gift.

Tiera threw the book directly into the fire in the Gryffindor common room, letting the strong flames eat away at the gift.

After throwing the gift into the stove, Tiera wanted to go to the banquet.

However, when he turned around, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the gift had only been burned away from the green packaging, revealing the notebook with the black envelope inside.

On the cover of the notebook was written a line of words:

"Tom Marvolo Riddle"