Chapter 231 Firebolt

By the time Ivan returned to the Leaky Cauldron, Hermione had already returned. She was sitting in front of the bar, listening absent-mindedly to Harry beside her.

In front of the two of them were two glasses full of orange juice, bubbling continuously.

It looked delicious, but neither of them seemed in the mood for juice.

Hermione's face was rosy, and she played with her cup unconsciously, repeatedly recalling the picture of Ivan kissing herself under the mistletoe in her mind.

She didn't expect that they really kissed at that time! ! !

That feeling seemed good, and Hermione still remembered the breath on Ivan's body.

Of course, besides being sweet, now that I calm down and think about it carefully, this kind of behavior is really embarrassing.

The more Hermione thought about it, her face turned redder, and her head was in a mess, completely oblivious to what Harry was saying sitting next to her.

She didn't know how to face Ivan in the future, whether to continue as before, or...

Because she was too shy, Hermione ran back to the Leaky Cauldron without even thinking about it. She thought that Aiwen would come back soon, but now that such a long time has passed, she has not seen Aiwen. She became restless again.

She wasn't sure if she should go out to look for Aiwen. He might still be waiting for her in that alley, or was Aiwen angry because she left suddenly? !

Maybe, I should explain myself...

Unlike Hermione, who is worried about gains and losses, Harry is now very high-natured.

He looked around excitedly, laughing happily the whole time. This was Harry's first time attending a Christmas party. He was with Lupine, Sirius, Ivan, and Hermione. He was completely free, without any scruples, and without so many rules.

In the past thirteen years of his life, such a thing was simply unimaginable.

When he was at the Dursleys' house, he would sit miserably next to Dudley every Christmas, eating the poor food that Aunt Pitty gave him, and watching Dudley show off the Christmas presents he had received enviously; or Hiding in the cupboard under the stairs, alone in a daze.

Even though I spent Christmas at Hogwarts in the past two years, it didn't feel like this.

In Harry's opinion, this year's Christmas is the best. Even better, he had just received a Christmas present from Sirius.

He originally thought that Sirius had forgotten about this matter, and he was still a little disappointed.

He knew that Sirius was not to blame for this, too many things happened today, especially after Regulus' incident, Sirius must be so sad that he would die.

Harry never dreamed that Sirius not only didn't forget about it, he carefully prepared a Christmas present for himself.

And this gift was a real Firebolt, exactly the same as the one he had dreamed of seeing every day during his previous summer vacation in Diagon Alley.

It was so unbelievable that Harry still couldn't believe it.

He knew the price of the Firebolt, it was an astronomical figure. As Ivan said, a Firebolt may be more expensive than the brooms of all the students at Hogwarts combined, and even Malfoy would not receive such an expensive Christmas gift.

The Firebolt has gone beyond the scope of gifts in the general sense. This world-class flying broom with an astonishing price is completely an art collection.

Only those true Quidditch players are eligible to have it.

And now, he actually has a Firebolt!

Harry had dreamed countless times, but finally woke up in the cruel reality. He originally thought that as long as he had his beloved Nimbus 2000, he would be completely satisfied!

When his Nimbus had been shattered to wreckage by the Whomping Willow in the match against Hufflepuff two months earlier, Harry had thought his life had lost its meaning.

But now, Sirius gave him a Firebolt.

Harry will never forget that moment in his life, although Sirius has repeatedly explained that the Firebolt is compensation for his previous appearance on the Quidditch field in Animagus form, and he accidentally slipped off the broom .

But Harry knew it wasn't his fault, he'd just wanted to see himself in action, and it was all because of those Dementors that his Nimbus 2000 ended up shattering.

Looking at the uneasy Sirius, Harry didn't know what to say.

He just hugged each other, exhausted all his strength, tears mixed with joy and emotion flowed out uncontrollably.

From Sirius, Harry felt the long-lost family affection.

He sat excitedly in front of the bar, staring closely at the passage to Diagon Alley, ready to wait for Aiwen to come back, and lead Aiwen over to take a look at his Firebolt as soon as possible.

As soon as Ivan opened the door and entered the Leaky Cauldron, he saw Harry and Hermione running towards him together. Both of them were very fast, as if they had something to say.

He froze in place, what's going on? !

His head is now full of things related to vampires, and he plans to pay attention to collecting some magic books about vampires in the future to learn more about their magic.

If that girl named Elaine came over again, he wouldn't be so passive.

Ivan forcibly moved his thoughts away from the vampire, and stared blankly at Harry and Hermione with strange expressions in front of him, wondering what was going on with them? !

Harry smiled, as if he had encountered something happy.

Hermione standing behind him had a rosy face and looked at him with an unnatural expression. This girl must still be thinking about what happened just now.

As soon as Ivan looked at her, she hurriedly looked away.

As if realizing that something was wrong with her behavior, Hermione obviously took a deep breath, and quickly swung her fisted little hand in mid-air.

In the next second, her eyes moved back again, and she mustered up the courage to look back at Aiwen.

Hermione's expression also returned to normal, except that her face was a little rosy before, she looked exactly the same as usual.

In fact, Hermione seemed calm on the surface, but deep in her heart was turbulent.

When Ivan finally stopped looking at her, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Ivan didn't know Hermione's actual state, and to be honest, he was a little disappointed.

If it wasn't for the vampire girl who appeared out of nowhere to disrupt the situation, he originally planned to confess his love to Hermione in one go tonight.

This is a rare opportunity that is now being missed!

It's a pity, but after thinking about it carefully, Ai Wen realized that this was the Hermione he was familiar with.

The days are long, and he suddenly looks forward to the Christmas ball next year...

Beside them, Harry didn't notice the abnormality of the two of them, he said happily, "Come on, Ivan, I'll show you something..."

He dragged Ivan and ran upstairs, Hermione followed behind the two of them.

"What are you looking at?" Ivan said strangely, "What happened, why are you smiling so happily?

"I just received a gift from Sirius, it's unbelievable, guess what Sirius gave me?" Harry turned his head and looked at Ivan.

"I know, it's the Firebolt!" Ivan suddenly realized, no wonder Harry was so excited.

He knew about this a long time ago. If it weren't for so many things that happened today, Sirius probably would have given this gift out a long time ago, and he didn't have to wait until now.

"How do you know?" Harry looked at Ivan in surprise.

"You forget, on the last day of the Christmas holiday, I secretly accompanied Hermione to Hogsmeade. There I saw Sirius fleeing, and saw him risking being caught, to the owl post office I ordered this broom for you." Ivan explained, "I thought you had already received it!"

Hearing Ivan's explanation, Harry looked even more moved when he thought that Sirius had paid so much for himself. (To be continued.)