novelslam Chapter 449 I Didn't Want To Scrape The Poor Ghost's Money!
Chapter 449 I Didn't Want To Scrape The Poor Ghost's Money!
Chapter 449 I Didn't Want To Scrape The Poor Ghost's Money!
early morning,
William pushed open the door and looked up, only to find that there was a heavy snowfall outside at some point.
The snowflakes are fluttering and the north wind is rustling, like the crying of some naughty child, with no intention of stopping.
The surrounding houses are also covered with white, and there are thick and long icicles on the eaves, like large crystals.
Standing under the eaves, William stretched out his palm to catch the cool snowflakes. He smiled softly and said, "Hermione, there's a lot of snow falling outside, it's going to flood the manor."
"Ah, is it snowing!?"
Hermione ran over cheerfully, and only then stuck her head out. A gust of cold wind blew by, and she quickly retracted her head, hiding behind William.
"so cold!"
William nodded. After a while, he had unknowingly picked up a handful of snow in his hand.
He squeezed a loose snowball that was not very strong, and threw it lightly. Before it hit the ground, it scattered like cherry blossoms.
Hermione watched William staring intently, dazed, thinking about what happened last night, and when he turned to look at her, she was still unaware.
William stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Hermione with a smile on his face. She finally came back to her senses and smiled softly. Holding his frozen red hand, she took a deep breath and exhaled white mist.
The two returned to the warm room, ready to go out after breakfast.
He rang the bell on the table, and within a minute, the house elf brought the breakfast.
Tsk tsk...the corrupt life of magicism!
Don't try to corrupt me!
While criticizing various things in his heart, William ate his food.
Bobocha and Bobosha haven't come back yet, so I don't know where they went.
Crookshanks squatted alone on the table, looking at the foggy window, trying to think about life.
With a slight sweep of its tail, it almost became a master of desktop cleaning, sweeping the parchment William wrote last night and Hermione's thick homework to the ground.
Crookshanks stuck out his paws, and the pads of his flesh slapped the glass, leaving a series of cat paw prints.
Unable to restrain its curiosity, it slowly stuck out its tongue, licked the frozen glass, and immediately screamed.
Tongue is stuck!
After William and Hermione finished their meal, they walked along the long corridor towards Annie's room.
When he came to the door, William turned the handle, and the door had been deliberately locked.
"Open the door, Annie." Hermione knocked on the door.
"Annie's not here!" A deliberately low voice came from the room.
"This is the automatic voice reply function. If you have any questions, please leave a message, Didi~ Didi~"
"..."
"...Then I drive it myself?"
"Damn! Wait, I'm getting dressed! Give me time for a song!"
The two waited patiently for 5 minutes, but the door still hadn't opened.
Co-authored this song of yours, called "Pipe Organ 2/ASLSP", need to listen to it for 639 years?
Hermione stopped talking nonsense, pointed her wand at the door lock, and the door slammed open.
Anne was fully armed: she wrapped the thick quilt tightly and curled up, all four sides were pressed under her body, forming a 'quilt ball'.
It seemed that he had made up his mind and was going to stay in bed and not get up.
"Get up, Annie! It's snowing heavily outside." Hermione urged softly. "Let's go out and make a snowman."
"No, it's too cold." Annie's muffled voice came from under the quilt.
"Not cold at all!"
"It's snowing and isn't it cold?"
"Can't you get up?" Hermione raised her eyebrows.
"I can't get up! I'm going to die today, and I won't get up if I die here!"
In the magic world, there is a kind of magical creature called bed fairies. With their guarded bed, there are generally no ghosts and ghosts, and cold currents cannot blow in.
However, this magical creature absorbs a lot of oxygen and releases excess carbon dioxide.
Soon, Annie couldn't take it anymore, so she had to secretly lift off the quilt to get some air.
It's a pity that he was caught by the sharp-eyed Hermione.
"Don't lift the quilt, I have no clothes on." Annie screamed.
Hermione didn't believe it at all, and forcibly lifted the quilt.Anne is wearing pink pajamas with a warm-up badge.
On the bed, three cats grew: Bobocha, Bobosha and Pineapple Head.
They squatted on the bed side by side with their hands in their hands. Seeing that the quilt was lifted away, they curled up the ears of the plane again and crawled under the quilt.
"Why is my Bobosa here?" Hermione asked. "Are you bullying it again?"
"No!" Annie yawned and said, "How do I know? It came with bobo tea last night. There was no one in your room, so it couldn't get in, so it got into my bed and slept."
Annie stood on the bed and said condescendingly, "Where did you go last night?"
Hermione blushed, her hands were twisted behind her back, her face was burning.
"I was writing a defense statement for Hagrid last night, so I got back a bit late."
"It was almost twelve o'clock when I knocked on the door of your room!" Annie narrowed her eyes and asked, "Where did you go?"
"You don't care!" Hermione frowned like a wild cat.
"Okay, I don't come home at night!"
The two tore, Hermione wanted to insert her cold hand into Annie's neck; Annie took the quilt and covered her.
William sat on a chair, holding the "Book of Abraham" in his hands, without raising his head, and let the two girls mess around.
William was carefully flipping through the steps of making the flying cloak.
He didn't expect that there was a method of making a flying cloak in the alchemy book.
This shows that someone has successfully created it before it will automatically appear in the alchemy book.
The production steps are very cumbersome, not only dementors are needed, but also Voldebats are needed.William has Dementors, but no Voldebats.
He needs to find this dark creature in order to make the 'levitation cloak' of Doctor Strange.
Once this kind of clothing is made, it will be as popular in the magic world as the invisibility cloak.
Because it's a great experience.
Until now, there is no universal magic that allows wizards to continuously fly in the sky.
Only with the help of broomsticks or magic carpets.
But a close-fitting dress will infinitely improve this experience.As if he could fly.
Of course, the price will be extremely high.It's a new product after all.
The material is also a civil servant of the British Ministry of Magic - dementors, can the price not be expensive?
Ordinary people certainly can't afford it.
William never thought of scraping the money of the poor, of course whoever has the money earns it!
What, no money?
Then go ride the Comet 250!
That's cheap.
After playing around for a while, Annie finally got up.
Hermione combed her hair, pulling it back into an ugly braid in retaliation.
The heavy snow finally stopped, and the three of them left the room and walked into the heavy snow.
The snow outside the house was so deep that it creaked when one stepped on it.
They came to the west side of the manor, where there was a lake, which was already covered with thick ice.
William cut a big hole on the ice, made a nest, and started fishing.
Hermione and Annie are making a snowman.
Soon, a huge snowman several people tall stood on the edge of the lake, and Annie took two stones as eyes.
Hermione was a little tired, so she walked to the lake and watched William fishing.
She rolled up the wooden barrel, and there were still a few trout in it that hadn't been out of the lake for a long time, jumping around alive and well.
Annie built a few more snowmen, ran all the way in front of the two, and screamed, "Look!"
William looked up and found that Anne had piled up several cats and a dog.
The cat must be Bobocha and the dog is Big Black, who is fighting a werewolf yeti.
"I don't know where Dahei went. It's so cold, will it freeze to death?" Annie suddenly worried.
"No." William comforted: "Dahei may stay at 'Mopsy the Dog', and he will be safe for sure."
"Really?" Annie was not sure, she said unhappy: "It must have not received a Christmas gift, I have prepared it for it... It's too pitiful."
"If Professor McGonagall checks out the Firebolt, maybe I can ride it and go to the Forbidden Forest to search for Big Black." Annie muttered.
"The Firebolt is so fast, within a few days, it will be able to fly through the Forbidden Forest..."
Listening to Annie's words, Hermione stared at the snow-covered dog for a moment.
She was suddenly terrified, and said in a trembling voice:
"William, I think... I might know... how Black... escaped the dementor's search!"
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(End of this chapter)