Chapter 216 Christmas Vacation Begins

December 19th, Saturday, 5 days until Christmas.

When Loren got up early in the morning, he just opened the window. The cold wind blew in from the window, making him feel chilled from head to toe in an instant. Thick clouds floated in the white sky, and the sunlight was blocked behind the clouds, making the sky bright and snowflakes constantly falling.

The forests and hills in the distance were covered with silver, and only large tracts of white were seen between the sky and the earth. In the direction of the greenhouse, a figure the size of a soybean was slowly trudging. It seemed to be Professor Sprout. Being a professor of herbal medicine is so hard that you can't even take time off during the holidays.

Loren muttered in a low voice: "Tsk, it's freezing."

Get dressed, wash up, and make the bed.

Last night, he was pestered by Voldemort and talked for half the night, and asked Flamel for advice for half a day. He went to bed relatively late, and judging from the sky, it seemed that he got up a little late.

There's no need to go to class anyway, so getting up early and staying up late won't make any difference.

I just might not be able to make it in time for breakfast in the auditorium.

After doing this, I walked out of the dormitory. Before I could go downstairs, I subconsciously glanced down through the handrail of the stairs and saw that Ginny, George and Fred were sitting in rows on the sofa in the middle of the common room.

The twin brothers were whispering to each other with their heads buried, each speaking at a very fast pace based on the movements of their lips.

In contrast, Ginny was very well-behaved, with her hands on the sides of her pants, quietly waiting for something. Hearing Loren's footsteps coming downstairs, the three of them looked up at the same time, showing expressions of surprise.

"Are you waiting for me?" Loren stopped, met the three people's eyes, and asked doubtfully.

Unable to wait for his slow movements, George and Fred stood up and strode to him. One of them picked up his arms and carried him to the sofa to sit down.

There were some beef pies and hot milk on the small table in front of him, which seemed to be breakfast prepared for him.

George picked up the beef pie wrapped in parchment paper and stuffed it into his left hand: "Percy told us that you have found the real heir of Slytherin."

Fred picked up the glass with warm milk and placed it in his right hand: "He even chased him to the secret room and killed the basilisk!"

Ginny pulled Fred out of the way and squeezed in front of Loren, her eyes full of concern: "I heard that Harry was injured. Is it serious? How is he now?"

Loren: "..."

Do you really not care about your brother Ron? He is also in the hospital bed...

"It's not serious, he's basically fine." Loren looked at the three Weasley brothers and sisters doubtfully, "They are in the school doctor's office. Can you just go and see them?"

"Percy said that Madam Pomfrey strictly controls who can visit and when. She won't let us in. Percy told us not to disturb their recuperation." As long as Harry is fine, Ginny sat back contentedly and sat down. Fred pushed back.

"Do you really believe it?" Loren asked after taking a bite of beef pie. It sounded like Percy's words to scare his younger siblings. After all, there was a crowd of people in the school doctor's office yesterday, and Ms. Pomfrey didn't say anything.

"Ms. Pomfrey has always believed that the place outside the school infirmary is dangerous." George explained.

Fred shook his arms excitedly: "Tell us the story of the Gryffindor warriors fighting the basilisk, we can't wait!"

The milk in the cup kept sloshing, as if it would spill at any moment.

Loren finished the pie in three bites, drank the milk in one gulp, and wiped the foam from the corners of his lips: "I will lead you to the infirmary. You can ask Harry and Ron directly."

Ginny stood up immediately...

After leaving Gryffindor Tower and walking down the stairs to the door of the school doctor's office on the second floor, Loren stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door slowly opened a crack, and Madam Pomfrey's head poked out from the crack, wearing a white swallow-tailed hat.

Madam Pomfrey's brows knitted together as she calmly glanced past Loren in front of him and looked at the Weasley twins behind him.

Loren pursed his lips. He probably knew why the twins didn't come to the school doctor's office on their own. They were probably on Madam Pomfrey's blacklist.

George and Fred smiled brightly at her, acting like two good students.

But Madam Pomfrey's impression of them was extremely poor.

Being naughty and mischievous, pretending to be sick and skipping class. If a little wizard suddenly loses his nose, or his eyebrows grow so long that they can drag on the ground overnight, there is no need to investigate. There must be the shadow of these two people behind these things.

"Good morning, Madam Pomfrey, let's come to visit Harry and the others," Loren said.

"Good morning, Madam Pomfrey."

The Weasley brothers followed neatly and greeted each other very politely.

Madam Pomfrey squinted her eyes to examine them, and finally opened the door sideways and led several people to the bed where Harry and others were: "No fighting, no noise, no snacks."

Harry and Ron had just finished the nutritious breakfast provided by Madam Pomfrey, which was exclusively for the ward. It consisted of hard-boiled eggs, buckwheat bread, and boiled chicken breast... It was characterized by being healthy and unpalatable. The two looked bitter and tried to open the snacks, but were caught by Madam Pomfrey.

Yesterday, the principal was present, and Dumbledore took the lead in eating snacks. He was worried about the principal's face and was not easy to control. Today is different. Madam Pomfrey neatly put away the snacks, leaving space for the little wizards to reunite

Harry and Ron watched helplessly as the snacks flew away, and then they noticed a few people: "Why are you here so early?"

Ginny suddenly jumped between Harry and Ron, carefully looking at Harry's bandaged right hand.

Harry was a little shy under the eager eyes and scratched his head: "It's fine now. There's no scar at all. It was Madam Pomfrey who insisted on wearing a bandage."

The little witch's courage was like a soap bubble, which was suddenly pierced by his voice. Ginny, who had just boldly looked at her, instantly blushed with embarrassment and shrank back to Ron.

George and Fred were concerned about Harry's injury and set their sights on Ron. The two of them sat beside Ron, put their hands on Ron's shoulders, and shook him affectionately.

George slapped him hard on the shoulder: "Look what our little baby Ronnie has done, he gave us a surprise just after the holiday!"

Fred chuckled twice: "You guys completed a great adventure right after Seamus left. Is that intentional?"

"What a pity, Harry hasn't terrorized them with petrification at the Quidditch match yet."

"Tell us quickly what's going on?"

…

They were laughing and joking, and Loren turned and retreated into Hermione's compartment.

The curtain seemed to block out the noise outside, and the cubicle was filled with a peaceful atmosphere, like another world.

The kitten girl stretched out her legs and sat on the hospital bed. She wore a white striped hospital gown on her upper body and a robe on her shoulders. The quilt covered her lower body, and her little paws were picking at the Animagus notebook.

Hermione had already noticed the noise outside, and when she saw Loren coming in, Hermione's eyes lit up, her big, round cat eyes, as if there were golden stars hidden inside.

"Are you bored in the ward?" Loren sat directly next to Hermione and looked at her notebook.

"Fortunately, it's just that it's a little inconvenient to flip through the book." Hermione's voice was soft and soft.

Although she was distressed by her current appearance at first, the basilisk issue was resolved, there were no classes during the holidays, and there were no urgent things to worry about. Hermione quickly accepted this situation.

She has always been someone who can endure loneliness. As long as she has books, she can feel at ease wherever she goes.

Looking at the hands curled up like cat paws, Loren smiled maliciously: "That's great. If my palms are also curled up, then I won't have to do the holiday because I can't hold the quill. Homework."

What are you talking about... Hermione pushed his head away angrily: "Don't say such stupid things. Madam Pomfrey said I can recover in about two weeks, and I will definitely catch up on my homework."

Suddenly, she sniffed, sniffed Loren's face, tilted her head and asked, "Beef pie and milk?"

The triangular cat nose rubbed against his cheek, it was cool and moist... Loren's neck stiffened, and he unnaturally avoided it: "I got up late, George and Fred brought breakfast for me. "

Hermione didn't notice his strangeness and nodded to herself: "Don't get lazy as soon as the holiday comes. Finish your homework early, so as not to be like Harry and Ron, who have to work overtime before school starts."

She thought about it, but still felt uneasy: "From now on, you will come to me every day. I will watch you do your homework and review the Animagus content. After all, Professor McGonagall will have an exam after the holidays."

"Got it, Professor Granger -"

Bang!

The angry Loren was punched by Maomao again.

Bang bang bang!

There was a knocking sound on the shelf hanging the curtain, like a knock on the door.

"Hermione, can we come in and take a look?" George's excited voice came from outside.

They learned the whole story from Harry and Ron, and how they sneaked into the Slytherin common room. They heard that there was something wrong with Hermione's polyjuice potion, and George and Fred were very interested.

"No!" Hermione screamed and quickly shrank into the quilt to hide.

Although she has accepted her current appearance and can remain calm in front of Loren, the thought of appearing like this in front of others...

Can't!

Totally unacceptable!

Outside the cubicle, George and Fred were still a little unwilling to give up. They were too interested in Polyjuice Potion, which could change the appearance of people and even take on the characteristics of other animals. Potions with such effects were something they could only dream of making. of.

Since Loren can go in, there should be nothing he can’t see, so it’s not offensive...

Fred reached out, trying to lift the curtain and take a peek.

Snapped!

Ginny slapped the back of his hand hard, leaving a red mark instantly. Ginny put her hands on her hips and glared angrily at the twins. She looked a bit like Molly, like a little lion.

She looked at the twins seriously: "Hermione told you not to let you see it!"

Loren, who was about to leave the cubicle, stopped and stood there listening to what was going on outside.

"We-" George hadn't finished his defense yet.

Ginny raised her hand and wanted to hit them again, without giving them a chance, looking like Mrs. Weasley who was good at disciplining her children.

Inexplicably, George and Fred were frightened, and they muttered angrily:

"If you don't want to watch, don't watch."

"Why are you so fierce?"

The sound of quarreling attracted Madam Pomfrey. She rushed over and stared at the twins with a fierce expression than Ginny. She was so angry that her hair raised her tail hat: "I never said that, no." Noisy?"

George and Fred lowered their heads and did not answer.

Madam Pomfrey snorted and came to Harry and Ron. After a simple physical examination, she confirmed that they were almost fine.

She looked at the crowd of people with disgust and said: "They two can be discharged from the hospital. You should leave quickly!"

"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey!" Harry and Ron looked happy and stood up to put on their clothes and shoes.

After tidying up, she slipped away with slow steps. Ginny dragged her two uneasy brothers behind her and sighed.

To be honest, before school started, her brothers pooled their money to buy her a complete set of new books, a crucible, and a magic robe... Ginny was very grateful to them.

After the school officially started, she saw some young wizards who came to school wearing old robes and carrying old books. Even if they tried their best to avoid and restrain themselves, their embarrassment and troubles were still revealed in every aspect of the class.

Ginny's gratitude to her brothers became even more heartfelt. She almost thought these people were really sensible, but the result was still a mess.

George and Fred were obsessed with pranks. The right pranks made everyone happy, but pranks without boundaries made people bored.

Hermione refused so clearly, but these two people actually wanted to take a peek.

"Oh, it's true..." Ginny shook her head and dragged the two older children out tiredly, feeling somewhat sympathetic to her mother's troubles.

Hermione allowed Loren to see it because Loren was special. Why didn't these people understand... Ginny quietly glanced at Harry who was playing with Ron in front of her, and thought to herself, if her brothers could If only Harry were half as good...

Hearing that everyone outside was being driven out of the school infirmary, Loren sat back down with peace of mind. Madam Pomfrey was the one who chased them. What does it have to do with me, Loren Morgan?

Just as I was thinking this, Madam Pomfrey's voice came from outside: "Mr. Morgan, come out too."

Hermione and Loren looked at each other, looking at the helpless expression on his face, Hermione smiled softly and silently moved her lips towards him: "Goodbye, Mr. Morgan~"

"Here you go, Madam Pomfrey." Loren waved goodbye, got out of the compartment and came to Madam Pomfrey before leaving.

Madam Pomfrey glanced at him and stopped him: "Have you forgotten, Dumbledore told me that you should take Lockhart to St. Mungo's Sanatorium with me?"

With that said, she came to Lockhart's hospital bed and poured him a small bottle of potion that was as clear as the moonlight: "His soul has been irreversibly damaged. It took me reading until late at night to find this potion that could cure him." Potion of awakening.”

Hermione opened a crack in the curtain and peeked outside with her round eyes.

The potion quickly took effect, Gilderoy Lockhart's eyes blinked a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes. He sat up quickly and looked at them amiably, with a friendly smile on his face, and there was no trace of illness.

"Hello," he said, "This place is weird, isn't it? Do you live here?"