Chapter 167 Invisibility Cloak!

"This is just a little lesson for you!"

Voldemort's shrill voice sounded.

"Thank you, Master, for your grace."

Professor Quirrell lowered his head even further.

"Hmph! Lucius' problem will be resolved later, and that kid... After I'm resurrected, none of them will be able to escape! Now, continue to find the unicorn!"

"Yes, master!"

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Christmas.

Hogwarts.

Gryffindor dorms.

wake up early in the morning.

Harry was surprised when he first spotted a small pile of parcels at the foot of his bed.

"Who will give me a gift?"

He hadn't expected to receive a gift at all.

"Merry Christmas."

Ron said sleepily.

"Happy to you too."

Harry groped his way out of bed.

"Come and see, I have received several gifts."

Ron felt the joy in Harry's tone, which was a very rare joy since he lost the game.

He laughed immediately.

"And what did you expect to receive? Cabbages?"

Ron turned to his own pile of parcels, which was much larger than Harry's.

Harry started unpacking his own parcel.

A homemade flute from Hagrid, a fiftypence piece from his aunt and uncle, a bright green sweater and homemade fudge from Mrs Weasley, and a small box of sweets from Hermione .

There is one last package left.

This is a paper bag.

Harry picked it up and felt it, it was very light.

He unwrapped the paper bag.

Something like a liquid, silver-gray, slid to the floor and gathered in a heap, shining brightly.

"what is this?"

Harry was a little weird.

Ron took a breath.

"I've heard of this thing!"

He lowered his voice.

"If I'm thinking right, this thing is very rare and very valuable!"

"What is it?"

Harry picked up the gleaming silver fabric from the floor, and it felt weird in his hands, as if it had been woven with water.

"It's an invisibility cloak!"

Ron had a look of awe on his face.

"You try it on."

Harry threw the Invisibility Cloak over his shoulders.

"Sure enough! Look down!"

cried Ron.

Harry looked down.

His feet are gone!

He hurried to the mirror.

In the mirror, only his head was left hanging in the air, and his body was completely invisible.

He pulled the invisibility cloak over his head, and he was completely gone from the mirror.

"This, this is amazing!"

Harry was shocked.

"Who gave him such a precious treasure?"

"There's a note! It fell out of it!"

cried Ron.

Harry took off the cloak and grabbed the note.

It was written in a font he had never seen before, a long, thin, looped font.

wrote above.

Your father left this thing to me before he died.

It should be returned to you now.

Use it well.

Sincerely wish you a Merry Christmas.

Not signed.

Harry waited for the note in a daze.

Father?

The term was too distant for him.

Ron admired the Invisibility Cloak.

"If I can get such a thing, I don't need anything, anything, what's wrong with you?"

He found Harry's expression strange.

"nothing."

Harry shook his head.

He felt something strange about it.

Who gave this invisibility cloak?

Did he really belong to his father before?

Ron opened his mouth.

He felt that since the end of the Quidditch match, Harry seemed to have become a lot more distant from him, and had stopped talking to him about many things.

But this kind of thing was just his feeling, and it was impossible for him to tell Harry directly.

Everyone always has their own little secret.

Ron comforted himself in this way.

hall.

The walls were hung with holly and mistletoe festoons, and there were a dozen towering Christmas trees all around, some with little sparkling icicles and others with hundreds of candles, all so beautiful spectacular.

The teachers and students who did not go back, about a hundred of them, all came here to spend their Christmas.

Fang Mu came, Harry came, and the four Ron brothers also came.

Hermione didn't come, she was going back to spend this Christmas with her family.

After the game.

Harry became the same as before, when he saw Fang Mu, he hid far away, not wanting to contact him.

Fang Mu didn't care, and after taking a look, he lowered his head and ate.

There is no doubt that the food for the Christmas banquet is very rich.

A hundred fat roast turkeys, hills of roast meat and boiled potatoes, platters of delicious little sausages, bowls of buttered peas, plates of rich, thick gravy and lingonberry sauce ...

These delicious foods, when you bite down, the juice splashes, so delicious that people don't even think about other things.

I ate for a while.

"Did I forget something?"

Fang Mu suddenly thought.

"Forget it, think about it after eating!"

He then ate again.

A big turkey leg was eaten by him in a few bites, leaving only one bone.

“It was delicious!”

Because the turkey is too big, it usually takes a long time to cook, which causes its meat to become very woody.

But the turkey here is totally different.

Not only is it not firewood at all, but it is also extremely fresh and tender. When you bite down, the turkey is so tender that it almost swirls in your mouth.

Delicious food is just one part of the Christmas feast.

Every few steps along the dining table, there are piles of wizard color packs and firecrackers waiting for you.

These fantastic Bunkers were nothing like the shabby Muggle ones, which consisted of little plastic toys and flimsy paper hats.

Someone smoked a color pack of firecrackers.

Boom!

There was a bang like a cannon bombing, and then a puff of blue smoke came out, and a rear admiral's hat and several live and alive mice exploded from it.

Fang Mu glanced at it with interest, and then continued to bury his head in eating his own food.

In front of delicious food, everything is a cloud!

After the turkey, comes fiery red Christmas pudding.

Inside these Christmas puddings, it could be anything.

Fang Mu bit it down, and actually ate a gold Galleon.

"Hehe! Good luck!"

he laughed.

Although there is a little bit of teeth grinding when eating, but this luck is really good.

Given Hogwarts' financial situation, this Galleon might be the only one among so many Christmas puddings.

The Christmas party is over.

Harry walked past Fang Mu with a lot of things exploded from colorful firecrackers in his arms.

He didn't notice Fang Mu beside him, with a happy expression on his face.

In the pile of things in his arms, there are glitter balloons that will not explode, a small device that mimics a sarcoma, and a set of wizard chess that belongs to him.

"Harry Potter..."

Fang Mu's eyes flashed.

He finally remembered what he had forgotten.

Invisibility cloak!

One of the legendary Deathly Hallows!