I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Chapter 458 The hoot of the owl

Mrs. Wick holds her baby.

"You're back, John."

This is the first time in six years that John has been home for the holidays.

Watson happily patted John on the shoulder.

Then Watson was frightened away by Mrs. Wick's murderous eyes.

Silverhand Manor is huge, but it doesn’t feel like home.

When John comes home, his room is always spotless.

No matter what time it was, Mrs. Wick would take care of it.

When Watson heard that the gray owl was an owl for him, he was immediately happy to use the owl to send a letter to John.

John looked at his father speechlessly.

"Here, let me give you a name. If you think you can, call me one." Watson's interest continued after dinner.

"I'll call you... Basil No. 2."

Watson said this with confidence, but what he got in return was the look of a fool from Gray Owl.

Obviously, the gray owl, who had just been beaten three meters away by Basil's wings, didn't like this name.

Watson said a few more words, and finally made a sound on the name Qiqi.

But the sound confused Watson.

"Roar--"

Watson took out his ears and said blankly: "Is this how an owl hoots?"

John said calmly: "The potential is different between owls and owls."

"But this is obviously not the cry of an owl," Watson said with a look on his face like "You're kidding me." "Does this sound like the cry of a dragon?"

"Dad," John shook his head regretfully, "you should look at your eyes. How can an owl be a dragon?"

Although Watson thought it made sense, looking at that big head and round face, he still felt something was wrong.

In the end, Mrs. Wick believed in her son unconditionally and told Watson not to ask again if he didn't want to sleep on the sofa.

Watson had to accept that his owl's hoot was strange.

Tomorrow is Christmas.

John is back to make this Christmas lively.

Three owls sit in a row.

Tom looked up at the three guys from below, his dog's paws scratching the cabinet and causing sawdust to fly.

Fortunately, Mrs. Wick still liked the little guy she had chosen, and let him jump on the sofa. The dog's head was placed on Mrs. Wick's lap and he was gently stroked.

Tom's tail wagged proudly, which made Basil on the cabinet very unhappy.

It flew down and plucked the hair from Tom's tail with its beak.

A cat-dog war immediately started at home. Well, owls are considered cats, right?

Snow falls from the sky.

Frosty Christmas turns the earth white.

The second day.

The Wickers' fireplace was lit and the flames were burning brightly.

Tom was lying on the carpet, leaning against the fireplace, with a comfortable look on his face.

John received a greeting card from Neville and the others.

Cedric sent him a letter wrapped in Egyptian sand.

He traveled to Egypt and met wizards there.

Neville sent John a piece of clothing that is super stretchy and wear-resistant.

Daphne is a gift box containing a scarf and a pocket watch.

John opened the pocket watch. This pocket watch was custom-made, and the hands inside were made of gold, silver and precious stones.

Percy sent an alchemy book, but John had read this book and Percy didn't know it.

Furong sent a very beautiful necklace, which seemed to be for women.

John asked strangely: "Last year, I gave women perfume, but this time I gave you a necklace?"

He was a little confused. Was he treating himself as a little girl?

Put the necklace away, the bottle of perfume last year was accidentally knocked over by Tom.

This year my uncle gave me a new gift, and it wasn’t something shameful.

It's a witcher silver medal.

Above is a dragon.

It seems that it was recreated after John told them about the witcher.

He opened the broom pliers sent by Malfoy and found a Quidditch book inside.

It was probably because Malfoy was still evil, and in order not to become the captain of Slytherin, he was planning to involve John in cheating.

Unfortunately, John had no plans to play Quidditch.

Even the maintenance of his Firebolt was done by Malfoy.

Opening the gift box, John saw Riddle flying back from outside.

After a while, Basil came back too, with a brown feather stuck to its foot.

At the same time, he also brought the Daily Prophet, thinking that he had just gone out to beat up another owl.

I opened the newspaper and took a look. Lockhart's conspicuous bag was holding a handshake party during the holidays.

But I have to admit that his fearlessness and even disregard for Voldemort have alleviated the panic that Voldemort committed another crime some time ago.

He came to the Overturned Garden to guide the rehearsal of the drama, and even performed his own new story.

"If I were Voldemort, I would kill him first."

John looked at the photo of Lockhart performing the story of "The Great Wizard Lockhart Beats Voldemort Three Times", and he couldn't help but applaud him.

Voldemort could even endure this, probably because his IQ went up after his soul returned.

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Harry is spending Christmas at the Burrow.

Sirius snarled at Kreacher for the thirteenth time, banishing the old elf to the kitchen.

All the Christmas items they had decorated were cleaned up by Kreacher on the pretext of cleaning.

Return to the past overnight.

Kreacher was still mouthing bad words about the two people before he left.

It's really hard to have a good Christmas with a guy like this.

They headed to the Burrow, which naturally made Mrs. Weasley very happy.

Arriving at the Burrow, it was very busy.

The living room was decorated colorfully by Ginny and was filled with flowers, as if there had been an explosion of paper flowers.

There is also a little angel on the Christmas tree. If you look closely, you can see that it is actually a little garden gnome.

The poor little garden gnome bit Fred when he was pulling out carrots, so he was knocked unconscious with a stun spell, painted gold, shamefully stuffed into a little tutu, and had wings glued on.

This is definitely the ugliest angel, comparable to the Cupid Lockhart created in his second year.

Mrs. Weasley is cooking a delicious Christmas lunch and a Christmas broadcast is playing on the radio.

It was her favorite singer, Celestine Warbeck.

The song "A Cauldron of Hot Love" was like tortured noise on the radio.

At least this kind of song is not liked by many people.

Sirius grumbled a few words and was glared at by Mrs. Weasley.

Ginny was wearing a brand new hat that Percy had given her.

Ron's eyebrows finally grew back and his height returned.

Harry saw Bill coming with Fleur, and Mrs. Weasley's joy at seeing her son disappeared.

He asked quietly: "Percy didn't come back?"

Ron was still resenting the fact that he was taught a lesson in transfiguration by Percy, "He'd better not come back."

Fleur arrived at the Burrow and sat with Bill.

Ginny saw a maggot on Harry's head and reminded him across the table.

Harry took the worm off and Fleur said, "Oh, that's disgusting."

It was a gift that Kreacher deliberately gave to his master Sirius, but Harry accidentally opened it.

"No," Ron said in agreement, "Want some braised meat?"

Ginny gave him a disdainful glance.

Ron clumsily knocked the meatloaf away, and just as Bill was about to take out his wand, Fleur snapped her fingers.

Meat Lu flew into the air and arrived in front of Furong smoothly.

"Just right." Fu Rong took a spoonful from the meat stew.

Bill watched helplessly as Mrs. Weasley put down a plate of carrots.

"I invited dear Tonks," Mrs. Weasley said loudly, "but she refuses to come. Have you spoken to her lately, Remus?"

Lupine looked helpless, "Tonks wants to go back to her own home, right?"

"Maybe, I get the feeling she's planning to spend Christmas alone."

Mrs. Weasley glanced at Lupin angrily, as if it was his fault that Tonks didn't want to be the Weasley daughter-in-law.

Lupine also understood why Tonks refused to come over.

Sometimes Mrs. Weasley seemed a little too rude about certain things.

As she lowered her head to eat the turkey, suddenly Mrs. Weasley screamed: "It's Arthur, and...Percy!"

She stared through the kitchen window at the father and son approaching outside.

The father and son were silent as if they were strangers.

Back to the Burrow in tandem.

The back door opened and Mr. Weasley laughed and said, "Merry Christmas, guys."

Percy walked in, his cloak stained with snowflakes, and he said stiffly: "Merry Christmas."

Looking at the people in the living room, Percy said nothing.

"Oh - Percy!" Fleur greeted warmly, running over and grabbing his face and giving him a kiss.

"Merry Christmas, Fleur." Percy pushed Fleur away with a straight face.

Mrs. Weasley glared at Fleur when she saw this, then came over and hugged her son.

"Merry Christmas, Mum." He handed the gift tied with a ribbon to Mrs. Weasley.

Mrs. Weasley was very happy. After opening it, there was a luxurious and beautiful hat inside.

Ginny looked at her head and then at Mrs. Weasley's.

She curled her lips, and Percy saw Ginny's expression and smiled: "Merry Christmas, Ginny."

Ginny snorted from her nose, and Percy, who knew his sister well, said, "If you go to your room, you should know that there is a gift waiting for you."