hello mr draco

After a while, the door of their dormitory was pushed open, and Harry hurriedly hid the cloak under the bed.Fred and George ran in embracing each other, with terrified smiles on their faces, and shouted in unison: "Merry Christmas!"

"Look - Harry got a Weasley sweater, too!"

Both Fred and George are wearing blue sweaters, one with a big yellow "F" and the other with a big yellow "G".

"Harry has to be better than both of us," Fred said, holding up Harry's sweater. "Obviously, my mother is more careful with people who are not her own."

"Why don't you put it on, Ron?" George asked, just about to step forward and pick up the sweater that was lying at Ron's feet.Suddenly, he keenly noticed a more gorgeous outfit next to the sweater.

"Who gave this from? It looks very valuable. Could it be a little girlfriend?" George took out the clothes and spread them out. It was a delicate suit that was ironed and smoothed.

"Wow!" Fred yelled secretly, and quickly grabbed the dress, envious eyes, couldn't help looking at his cheap brother.

"Give me back the clothes!" Ron was a little annoyed, he wanted to run over and snatch the clothes back from the twins.

The three of them are chasing after each other in this small bedroom.They didn't think that this place was already messy enough, and a lot of presents were trampled under their feet.

"What's the noise here?"

Percy Weasley poked his head through the crack of the door, a dissatisfied expression on his face.Apparently, he was unwrapping his Christmas presents too, and Fred grabbed a bulging sweater over his arm.

"'P' means prefect! Put it on, Percy, hurry up. We all put it on, even Harry has one." Fred said happily, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw George still Fiddled with Ron's suit.

Percy had noticed too, and the family's financial situation was well known to all.So when he saw the suit that George was holding in his hand, he was surprised.I couldn't help raising my curious eyes, and asked Fred next to me, "Who sent it?"

Fred shook his shoulders, "I don't know! Maybe it's a little girlfriend."

Percy looked like I couldn't believe it. Which idiot would fall in love with his younger brother?Wanting to teach Ron a good lesson and collect some gifts indiscriminately, George and Fred surrounded him.

"And you are not allowed to sit with the eunuchs today." George said, and returned the crumpled suit. "Christmas is a day for family reunion."

After saying that, the two of them carried Percy out of the room. His arms were bound by the sweater and he couldn't move. He could only let the two guys do whatever they wanted.

……

Christmas party.

Chen Junyu participated in such a Christmas banquet for the first time in history, and a hundred chubby roast turkeys were piled up like a hill.Baked potatoes and roast meats are placed together in large plates.The densely scented sausage and those buttery peas, one dish at a time, are thick and fragrant.

He followed Snape to the teacher's table, taking the empty seat next to Snape.I don't know which teacher vacated this position for him, because someone even pasted his name on that position.

There were also some wizards who looked at him very curiously. After all, the appearance of oriental people is indeed rare.However, Chen Junyu found a girl with an oriental appearance in the Gryffindor team. I don't know if it is from China or another country, or it may be Japan/Japan.After all, people from these three countries all look alike.

In the row of Gryffindor, there will always be explosions of colored cannons, and from time to time, a puff of blue smoke will be ejected, and at the same time, a rear admiral's hat and a few lively mice will explode from it.

At the guest table, Dumbledore had exchanged his pointy wizard hat for a bonnet adorned with flowers, and the two of them giggled happily as Professor Flitwick had just told him a joke.

Chen Junyu was still observing the surroundings, and Snape added a glass of wine to his goblet.

Chen Junyu: "Thank you."

Snape nodded, and added a roasted turkey wing to Chen Junyu's plate.

Chen Junyu picked up the roasted turkey wings and ate them. Feeling too tired, he took a sip of grape juice.Just as he was about to take another sip, Snape grabbed his right hand holding the cup, and he raised his head in surprise, just hitting a pair of deep eyes.

Immediately, in front of all the teachers and students in the school, Snape put his hand on his mouth and wiped the liquid from the corner of his mouth.

This action frightened Chen Junyu, but after thinking about it, he often helped Snape do this when he was a child, so he didn't think too wildly.

Professor McGonagall, who was sitting not far away, stared at them closely, frowning from time to time, as if thinking about something.

Also watching them was Professor Quirrell who was sitting in the farthest corner. Ever since this guy suspected that Chen Junyu was a vampire, Dumbledore had warned him not to get close to Chen Junyu.

"Oh..." Chen Junyu didn't know what to say, pursed his lips, and thanked: "Thank you, but I can do this kind of thing myself in the future. It doesn't need it."

However, before he could finish his sentence, Snape directly interrupted him.

"That's what I should do, sir."

Chen Junyu: "But..."

Snape: "Is there anything strange? My husband was not like this when I was a child. He took good care of me."

The shy color directly covered Chen Junyu's cheeks, and he was still 18 years old, and every glance was fully displayed on his face.

Sensing his adoptive father's shyness, Snape didn't push further.He put some more vegetables on Chen Junyu's dinner plate, and added some more grape juice that had been drunk.All the movements are elegant and impeccable at all, and Chen Junyu is taken care of like a master.

Below the dining table, in the middle of the Slytherin area, Draco was enjoying the Christmas treat.Although compared with the food made by the elves in Malfoy Manor, it is much worse.But it was also a great meal.

After eating and drinking, he shook the cup of butter beer, took a sip, and looked up quietly at the boy with long black hair sitting on the teacher's seat.

Seemingly aware that the people around him were distracted, Dudley poked Draco with his elbow curiously, this way of greeting had become their habit.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Draco, who was stabbed, regained his consciousness a little, and quickly concealed the emotion in his eyes.Pretending to be indifferent, he drank the butter beer in the glass in one gulp, and said in a nonchalant manner, "It's nothing."

"But you were looking up just now, who were you paying attention to?" Dudley still asked the bottom line, because he found that the nearest Draco was always weird.

He had never noticed that Draco had the habit of writing a diary before, but these days he would always see Draco sitting in his seat writing a diary when he was going to sleep.He will cast several curses on the diary and hide it secretly.As if he would peek.

Draco glanced at Dudley, as if he was torn between whether to talk about some topics.

"Do you know that person?"

"Which one?" Dudley looked left and right, and finally followed Draco's gaze to a row of teachers next to the classroom seats.

"That Oriental teacher."

"You mean Professor Chen?" Dudley was used to calling his best friend like this now, after all, everyone called him that way now, and it was not easy to call him by his name directly.

"Yes..." Draco said, his gray eyes couldn't help staring at the man's smile, "Is he really an oriental? My father also often does business with some orientals, but they grow up How do you put it? He’s not as good-looking as the one in front of you, he’s like someone walking out of a painting. Don’t you think?”

Hearing Draco's complaints all of a sudden, Dudley shuddered.Afterwards, a pair of sea-blue eyes narrowed slightly, lips curled up in a half-smile, put his hand on Draco's shoulder, and patted him lightly twice.

"Brother, do you want to touch him?"

Draco closed his mouth, as if thinking about the seriousness of this matter.Finally compromised: "Is there anything you can do?"

Dudley: "Hey..."