Chapter 351 Home Visit, Voldemort Knocks on the Door

The Christmas dinner lasted until midnight.

Although dancing is a physical job, the little wizards in the castle seem to carry vitality tonic potions with them.

Even though many people had been dancing for hours, they were still left with more to enjoy at the end of the dinner.

Perhaps, today's prom will become an unforgettable moment for many people, especially for some prospective seventh-grade graduates.

As midnight approached, the other grade wizards also chose to return to their dormitories, although they were still unfinished. Only the prospective graduates of seventh grade were reluctant to leave, as if they were saying a final farewell to their student days.

But no matter what, the Christmas dinner ended successfully.

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December 25th.

The ten-day Christmas holiday also begins immediately.

Although the professors were very humane and did not assign too many homework assignments, the first and second grade wizards were still upset during this period of time.

Without him, it's just that young wizards in third grade and above can visit Hogsmeade during the day, while first and second graders... can only choose to stay in the castle.

Of course, this cleverness also needs quotation marks. Maybe the little badger is very well-behaved, but no one can expect the little lion to be well-behaved as well.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall was also prepared for this.

Castle administrator, Filch once again took charge of the task in a critical situation. During the day, he guarded the gate of the castle with a gloomy face, carefully staring at every passing student.

As a new hunting ground manager, Mad-Eye Moody was also entrusted with important tasks.

A man was temporarily stationed in Hogsmeade, using his magic eye to catch those students who were lucky enough to break through Filch's defense.

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However, no matter what precautions the castle took, it had nothing to do with Ino.

At nine o'clock in the morning, after getting up and washing up, he returned to Hogsmeade cabin with Hermione. With the help of the blue light, the two had a sumptuous breakfast together, and then Hermione began to decorate the room on the second floor like a hostess.

It's approaching noon.

Ino was sitting in the living room on the first floor bored, and the fireplace made a crackling sound when it burned.

Since there was one more person in the hut, the overall atmosphere became much warmer.

I don't know what Hermione was busy with upstairs. In just three hours, she had already run out four times, and each time she came back with a big bag of things.

Ino was half lying on the sofa, listening to the white noise that made people fall asleep, and gradually closed her eyes.

But soon, the clock in the room rang again, exactly twelve times.

"It's noon..." Ino opened his eyes, but still didn't get up. Instead, he muttered to himself: "Blue light! Prepare lunch, try to be as light as possible, breakfast is too rich."

However, the expected response did not come, not even the blue light appeared.

At the sudden change, Ino immediately sat up straight.

"Knock! Knock!"

At this time, there was a rhythmic knocking on the door.

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A knock on the door was heard.

Ino stood up and walked towards the door.

With a soft 'pop' sound, the door was opened. After seeing clearly who was coming, he froze on the spot.

Black robe, flat nose, bald head, and scarlet eyes...

Well, he was blocked by Voldemort.

What's even more outrageous is that the other party is actually carrying a package of gifts, just like friends visiting each other at Christmas.

"Good day!" Voldemort said in an elegant tone, "I am taking the liberty of visiting you, but I think we have met before!"

at the same time.

Ino had already begun to call the Phoenix, but unexpectedly, neither Kribo nor Feid appeared at this moment.

Outside the door, Voldemort seemed to notice something. He put one hand on his chest and leaned back slightly, saying:

"I'm sorry for taking some small measures in private. After all, I came here with sincerity. It would undoubtedly be a pity if I couldn't see the owner of the house."

As Voldemort finished speaking, the originally clear sky in Hogsmeade suddenly began to snow.

The cold wind howled in the sky, and the shadow under Ino's feet gradually twisted and stretched, and a faint black mist rose.

"Ino, is someone here?" Hermione's crisp voice sounded from the second floor.

Just for a moment, the snowflakes in the sky seemed to be much smaller, and the black fog also disappeared without a trace.

"No! Just stay upstairs. It's best to take a nap at noon." Ino said calmly, and the door leading to the second floor was also frozen by frost.

Voldemort watched the whole process quietly, and only waited until the frost completely froze the door before he slowly spoke:

"Won't you invite me in to sit down? I brought your favorite butter toffee."

"Okay! Please come in, senior." Ino nodded slightly and then made way.

Now that the matter has come to this, he has no choice.

Voldemort clearly did enough research when he mentioned butter toffee. Not only had magic been arranged in advance to prohibit apparation, but even the Phoenix was restricted.

Even Hermione at this moment, or Dumbledore who left last night, are also within the plan of the other party.

On the other side, after hearing the invitation.

Voldemort politely responded "Thank you" and then walked into the room generously.

"Although you may not know how to eat it, I still want to praise Mr. Ferrum's craftsmanship. The taste remains unchanged."

In the room, Voldemort seemed to be saying with some nostalgia, and at the same time, he put the paper bag with the words Honeydukes on it on the coffee table.

"Please sit down! Although it's a little unexpected." Ino sat down on the sofa and sighed, "But what really surprised me was the senior's state."

He seemed to be chatting about family matters on the sofa, but in fact he was buying time for Hermione.

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Second floor of the cottage.

At first, after hearing the response from downstairs, Hermione didn't care and continued to decorate the room.

However, when she turned back inadvertently, the frozen words on the door attracted her attention:

'Go through the window, escape from here, light the feathers, and let Kriber take you back to the castle. '

Seeing this, Hermione didn't hesitate at all. The first thing she did was to draw out her wand and walk to the window.

Thanks to the Victorian architectural style of the cottage, the second floor is not high, more than three meters but less than four meters away.

But in order not to make a sound, Hermione still quietly released the Transfiguration, turning a rope into a soft ladder.

After fixing it, she lifted up her robe without saying a word, and one leg had already stepped out of the window.

...

At the same time.

In the living room on the first floor, Ino covered his forehead helplessly.

In his sight, a rope ladder suddenly fell from the window opposite, and the knotted rope ladder even hit the window, making a slight sound.

To be honest, this subtle sound was nothing, and most people would hardly notice it. But unfortunately, the visitor today was really unusual.

At that moment, just as he was on guard against Voldemort's attack, he heard the other party's voice again:

"In fact, you can let her take the stairs. I'm just visiting! This time I really have no ill intentions."

Hearing this, Ino did not respond immediately.

Watching Hermione come down the ladder, and when her figure completely disappeared from his sight, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then thank you for your kindness, senior! Now I can tell you the purpose of the visit."

Xiaodi's sharing today: Honeydukes Sweetshop

(Mr. Ferum in this chapter, the name is not made up by Xiaodi, it is genuine content)

Honeydukes Sweetshop sells chocolates and other various magical candies. It is located in Hogsmeade Village and is deeply loved by students and teachers of Hogwarts. The candy store was run by Ambrosio Frum, whose wife would help him look after the shop upstairs while he went down to the cellar to restock the goods.

At Christmas time, the shop was so crowded with customers that it was almost impossible to move. The cellar of the candy store was filled with crates and other wooden boxes, and the floor was dusty and gray. A long wooden staircase led to the shop upstairs. From the cellar, one could hear the shop doors opening and closing above, accompanied by the ringing of bells.