"The Witcher at Hogwarts(!

Like Hermione, Harry hasn't been in a good mood lately.

There are two reasons for this, one is that he still hasn't recovered from being attacked by the Dementors.

The second is his most cherished thing. After he passed out, the Nimbus 2000 flying broom slammed into the beating willow out of control.

That poor broom deserved to be smashed to pieces by the beating willow.

By the time Harry saw it, all that remained was the remains of the broom, which had been broken into a dozen pieces.

Therefore, the most unlucky person at present has become Ron. Although it is Christmas, he has to constantly comfort the two friends with bitter faces sitting next to him.

Most of the little wizards were called home by their parents this Christmas.

After all, Hogwarts experienced such a thrilling Dementor riot not long ago, and parents of students hope to take this opportunity to take a good look at their children.

There was a lot of food in front of Harry, Hermione and Ron.

It was a Christmas present from Mrs. Weasley to the three of them, including delicious mince pies baked especially at the Weasleys' house, some Christmas pastries and a box of crunchy peanut flakes.

Ron didn't have time to enjoy the food at this time, he scratched his neck in discomfort, and his mother sent him a scarlet hooded coat with a Gryffindor lion woven on the front.

Ron's skin was itchy from the lining of the coat, so he kept scratching his neck.

"Stop scratching, Ron! It's at the dinner table!" Hermione reminded Ron with a frown, "I still have a tube of anti-itch ointment in my dormitory. Remember to remind me to bring it to you when you get back to the lounge."

Ron nodded at Hermione's words, trying to restrain himself from scratching.

"Hey! Mr. White is here!" Harry suddenly reminded his two friends nervously.

It was only then that Ron and Hermione noticed that the eccentric professor was walking towards their seat from the chair.

"What does he want to do?" Ron gasped and said, leaning back unconsciously, for fear that Sirius Black would suddenly go crazy again.

"Maybe he's just passing us by," Hermione comforted herself nervously.

But things backfired, and Sirius Black finally stood beside them.

"Harry." Sirius Black called Harry's name expressionlessly. His eyes were still fixed on Ethan's face.

"What's the matter with you, Professor White?" Harry asked cautiously.

"I heard your broom broke recently. This is my Christmas present for you." Sirius Black shoved a slender package into Harry's hand.

"Thank you one by one, Professor White," Harry stammered.

He had no idea that Mr. White had come to him to bring him a Christmas present.

Ron and Hermione also stared at Sirius Black, dumbfounded. They didn't understand what Sirius Black sang.

Sirius Black stared hard at Harry's face, as if he was about to say something, but there seemed to be some invisible force preventing him from speaking.

In the end, Sirius Black just nodded to Harry and went back to the professorship.

"What did he send?" Ron asked impatiently as soon as he saw Sirius Black walking away.

"I'm not sure I should open it right here," Harry whispered.

"Open it, let's see!" Ron couldn't hold back his curiosity and said impatiently.

He wanted very much to know what the weird teaching assistants that Professor Ethan had brought in had brought Harry.

"Open it, Harry." Hermione advised softly beside her, "In case it's something - weird stuff, so many professors here can also help us."

The clever Hermione had begun to doubt the identity of this eccentric teaching assistant at this time.

Seeing that the two friends were persuading him, Harry didn't hesitate, put the package on the table and tore him open.

Harry's eyes almost fell out of surprise at the contents of the package.

A beautiful, sparkling broomstick appeared in front of Harry.

"I! Oh! God! Ah!" Ron recognized the broom first.

"This is one one" Ron was speechless because he was so excited.

"This is Firebolt!" Ron finally spit out the complete sentence, staring at the incomparably exquisite broom in front of him with a frenzy on his face.

Harry's eyes staring at the broom in front of him also straightened a bit.

Ron and Harry both liked Quidditch very, very much, so the two of them had been lying in the window of the broom shop in Diagon Alley looking at the fantastic Firebolt before school started.

Of course, Harry never expected to get a Firebolt, after all, the price of the Firebolt was outrageous.

Jin Galleon, whose price is so high that he can buy a Firebolt, can already buy a house in Diagon Alley.

But now, Harry's once-distant dream was now in front of Harry.

The Firebolt seemed identical to the one Harry had seen in the shop window.

Its whole body was glistening, and the moment it came out of the package, it automatically levitated, and the levitating height was just right for Harry to grab it with his hands.

The body of the broom is made of ash wood, which is breathtaking and beautifully streamlined.

The golden serial number glitters on the tail of the broom, which means that each Firebolt is unique, which further proves the unique value of the Firebolt.

"Harry, can I touch it?" Ron whispered in Harry's ear.

"No problem," Harry replied in a low voice.

Ron wiped his hand vigorously with the corner of his robe, then carefully extended a finger, tapped lightly on the tip of the broom, and then withdrew his finger like lightning.

"My God! He's real!" Ron exclaimed in surprise.

Harry nodded excitedly as well, and then the two of them giggled while looking at the Firebolt.

Hermione couldn't stand the silly look of Harry and Ron, and patted them **** both shoulders.

"What's the matter, Hermione?" Harry asked suspiciously, rubbing his shoulder that was hurt by Hermione's pat.

"Don't you think this is a little weird?" Hermione reminded her two friends.

Ron completely scoffed at Hermione's reminder, "The only strange thing here is you!" Ron said to Hermione.

"Shouldn't you be happy for Harry?"

"I didn't mean that!" Hermione said angrily to Ron.

"That's a pretty good broomstick right?" Hermione asked ~lightnovelpub.net~ Pretty good? exclaimed Ron exaggeratedly. "This is the best broomstick ever!" There is no one! "

"That means it's very expensive, right?" Hermione still calmly analyzed.

"Yeah--" Harry still stared at the broom obsessively "very, very expensive"

"Then the question is, why did Mr. White give Harry such an expensive broom?"

Hermione put her hands on her hips and seriously reminded her two friends that this was too weird in her opinion.

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