Chapter 1473 Christmas Eve

Ai Wen read very slowly, for fear of accidentally leaving something behind.

Finding information from such materials is really a kind of torture. The key point is that he still can't confirm whether there are records about the home of the house elves.

Next to it, Harry and Ron resumed discussing the conversation they had overheard last night.

Dumbledore's attitude surprised and discouraged Harry at the same time.

He didn't understand why it didn't matter, Malfoy and Snape were obviously planning something...

Just then there was a sound, and Fred and George appeared in mid-air and landed heavily on Harry and Ron's bed.

"Fred, George, can you two not Apparate?" Ron yelled.

"Sorry, sorry, the room is too small, and I didn't grasp the strength well." Fred said, with a smirk on his face. "Ron, we just heard about your feat when we came back. You cut your own finger with a knife."

"I was peeling kale!" said Ron angrily.

"Yeah, God bless you, I'm sure you'll be able to show us how to use a knife properly soon," said George, with the same smirk that Fred had on his face, "use the knife to cut your fingers. .....Ouch!"

Ron threw the pillow in front of him, hitting George.

"Hmph, I'll be seventeen in a little more than two months, and I'll be able to use magic outside of school then!" Ron said violently, "Just wait, when the time comes..."

"I'm sure you'll overwhelm us with magic hitherto unimagined," said Fred, yawning.

According to the "Wizard Secrecy Act" and the "Decree on the Prohibition of Underage Wizards from Using Magic Outside Schools", little wizards cannot use magic outside school, and the Ministry of Magic will track it down, so they can only use a knife to cut cabbage just now, but in fact, Aiwen Having used magic many times outside of school, there are many ways to not be tracked by the Ministry of Magic or to avoid tracking, such as not using your own wand, or in a place where the Ministry of Magic can't track.

"Hello, Ivan and Harry, how are you doing this semester? Isn't Hogwarts boring without us?" George ignored Ron, turned to say hello to Ivan and Harry, and then he noticed The pile of thick magic books in front of Aiwen said, "My God, Aiwen, it's Christmas holiday, you don't have to work so hard."

"I'm looking for information about the home of the house elves." Ivan said, briefly explaining what happened in the morning.

"A house-elf home?" said Fred interested. "I've never heard of a place like it."

"After all, it happened more than a thousand years ago, and now the house elves only live in the wizard's house."

As the name suggests, that's why they're called house-elves.

The elves kept at home, they usually live in the corner of the kitchen or in the cupboard.

"Did house-elves really have a home of their own?"

"That's what the devil said. I think there should be. After all, thousands of years ago, wizards conquered the home elves through war and occupied their territory at the same time." Aiwen said, pausing for a while, "Well, this place may not be It would be too far away, somewhere in England."

House-elves originated in England, the land occupied by wizards...

Aiwen suddenly thought that if it is still a wizarding area, the search area will be greatly reduced. With the expansion of Muggles, there are not many pure wizarding areas in the UK, such as Hogwarts and Hogsmeade The area, the Diagon Alley area, and...

Since it is called the home of the house-elves, even if it was once a home, will there be many house-elves gathering there? !

Aiwen thinks this is a way of thinking, and he can look for information in this direction.

Another way of thinking, you can follow Hufflepuff's experience to find out that Duoduo is Hufflepuff's house elf who brought the treasure key back to the home of the house elves, Duoduo is her friend, the two must be related, as Hufflepuff Helga Hufflepuff, one of the four founders of Gewarts and the first headmaster, has recorded much more information than the house elves, so it is possible to guess what.

"We can ask the house-elves who work in the shop, they may know something." George said, "You know, those house-elves are servants of the ancient extinct pure-blood wizard family, know a lot that we don't know The ancient secrets of the house-elves, which are passed down from generation to generation within the house-elves."

"Well, you can try it." Ivan said.

This is also a way of thinking, ask the house elves, they do know a lot.

"By the way, how is the business in the store recently?"

"It's hot, it's really great!" Speaking of business, Fred came alive, "Hogwarts was full when we were on vacation, but Mom insisted that the two of us come back for the holiday, she said everyone was there."

"There's been a lot of people this year, but Charlie's definitely not coming back, those baby dragons can't do without him," said George. "That big fool Percy isn't here either, thank goodness we don't have to share a room with him."

Several people discussed for a while, Fred, George and Ivan studied the details of transferring basic products to Muggles for production, until Mrs. Weasley called them down to eat. In the days that followed, everyone began to help Aiwen search the information to find the so-called "house elf home."

But except for Hermione, everyone else was passionate for three minutes and didn't persevere.

Soon, it will be Christmas Eve.

The Weasleys sat in the living room with their guests. Hermione, Ginny, and Elaine had decorated the room so colorfully and with flowers that it seemed like a piece of paper had exploded. They were very satisfied, but the boys were very happy. Know that the cherub on top of the Christmas tree is actually a garden gnome, not some costume.

The little goblin bit Fred on the ankle while pulling carrots for Christmas dinner, so he was stunned, painted gold, stuffed into a tiny tutu, had tiny wings glued to his back, and replaced The angel that was originally placed on the top of the Christmas tree.

At this moment, it was glaring at them from the top of the tree.

This is simply the ugliest angel ever, with a big bald head like a potato and hairy feet.

Fortunately, neither Hermione, Elaine nor Ginny found this place that destroyed their arrangement.

They were all listening to the Christmas broadcast of Mrs Weasley's favorite singer, Celestina Warbeck, singing softly from the large wooden radio.

Fleur seemed to find Celestina very boring, she was talking loudly in the corner.

She told Ivan and Hermione about her wedding arrangements next summer, and about Gabriel.

Fleur told them that Gabriel had grown a lot in the past year and was already a mature girl.