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Chapter four hundred and thirteenth robe

Early on Christmas morning, Felix heard a knock on the door, Dobby.

"Merry Christmas, generous and great Mr. Happ!" Dobby, the house elf, said enthusiastically, standing outside the door, wearing a brown vest with a dark yellow sock in his pocket, and a purple knitted sweater in his hand.

Felix suddenly woke up.

He said tentatively: "This is not a Christmas gift you gave me, Dobby? Actually, you don't need it..."

"Oh, no, Mr. Hepp," said Dobby with a restrained look: "This is a gift from Mr. Harry Potter and his friends, I went there first... You said, don't look for you too early or too late."

"I did say this." Felix blinked and said, judging the time from the dim skylight outside the door. It was barely six or seven o'clock now, and it would only be earlier than when he went to Harry's dormitory.

"Then...uh, please come in."

He moved out of the position, Dobby's body disappeared from the wall at the door, and when he appeared again, there was a large brown pocket in his hand.

"This is a gift from Dobby and the house elves, all for Mr. Happ!"

In the living room, Dobby said. Then he picked up and picked up the bag in his big pocket, holding a small gift box wrapped in blue wrapping paper and handed it to Felix.

"What is this? Oh, a pair of socks, very good." Felix looked at the socks in the package. Dobby seemed to want to match the blue he liked, with black lightning and silver light balls embroidered on it, corresponding to his two well-known ancient magics.

"Dobi woven it himself," said the house elf with big and round eyes. "Dobi went to several stores and always felt that the things there were not suitable, so he discussed with his other companions and made the decision together."

"So these are...socks?" Felix asked a little lost.

"That's right!" said Dobi happily, "All kinds of socks! We each chose the color we like, Dobi took advantage of it, because Dobi knew that Mr. Happ liked blue!"

"Yeah, you're right, I do like blue. Thank you, Dobby." Felix said: "I've thought about how to spend this year? I remember Remus said he wanted to give you a week off-"

"Yes! Mr. Lupin is also a good person. He gives the same holiday for the house elves." Dobby was so excited that she burst into tears. "I am going to celebrate the festival with my friends and call all my friends!"

"Good idea, I remember there are magic cameras in the company, remember to take a few photos when I got it, and I wish you a Merry Christmas, Dobby."

...

Felix stayed in the office all day, his gifts were incredibly numerous and the workload needed to reply was quite amazing.

Occasionally, when he was free, he stood in front of the window and looked at the forbidden forest covered with snow in the distance.

Busbaton's carriage and Hagrid cottage were like pastries of different sizes, covered with crystal frosting. Only a spire was protruded from Ifamoni's station, and Demstrong's black sailboat was finally untouched by the strong wind and locked firmly on the ice by the frozen black lake. The remaining delegation of Wagadu, who advocated nature, chose the place closest to the forbidden forest, and built a row of cottages with wood - very Hagrid cottage style.

Felix stood high and could barely see the footprints left by people from other schools when they traveled to and from Hogwarts Castle, in addition to the large pieces of white color.

By the afternoon, there were more people, and there were far more people than in the previous two years.

Felix still remembers that last Christmas, he added all the professors and students who stayed at school, but only sat a table full. This year's Christmas has almost no change from normal school hours.

This is because of the Christmas ball, almost all students in fourth and fourth grades and above choose to stay in school for festivals, which makes the castle crowded.

But Felix knew that this was purely psychological.

He watched the students play snowball fights for a while, and the sky gradually became dark. Felix changed into a robe for himself and walked out of the office in an estimated time.

At the entrance of the auditorium, he saw Harry and Ron, who were looking out of the oak gate.

"Are you waiting for Miss Granger?" he asked.

"What? Well, it's not...we didn't see her either," Harry said, "we're waiting for Ron's brother."

"Percy Weasley?" Felix was a little surprised.

"Yes," Harry said, pointing at Ron's bad robe, "Mrs. Weasley bought Ron a new robe for Percy to bring over because she heard Percy would be present on behalf of his boss, Mr. Barty Crouch."

Ron whispered: "Mom should put it in a Christmas package instead of letting Percy bring it over. If she thinks that the piglet (Ron's owl) can't bring that much, she can put that purple sweater at home first. I mean, what if Percy forgets! His big head won't remember anything other than work..."

At this time, a loud voice came clearly from outside the oak door to their ears. "This is your brother, Percy? His words are so interesting." The speaker was Ludo Bagman, who was wearing a bright purple robe tonight with big yellow stars printed on it.

The one who walked over with him was Percy Weasley, wearing a brand new navy blue robe, full of spring breeze. He saw the three people standing at the door, walked over quickly, with a bright smile on his face, and shook hands with Felix hard.

"I really didn't expect that the first person I saw when I returned to campus was you, Professor Hepp. Thank you for your care for Penelo. I have always wanted to take time to visit me. But I have been too busy recently. You may not know that I have been promoted from one of the many assistants to the one who is the one who is ahead. Today I will replace Mr. Crouch..."

When he spoke, he seemed to have not seen it, and pushed Ron aside.

Harry grinned, he wanted to ask Percy if Mr. Crouch stopped calling him "Weatherby" anymore, but he resisted the temptation.

Ron stared at his body without saying a word, looking for a place where he could hide a robe. A few seconds later, he shouted angrily at Percy: "Where is my robe?"

"What?" Percy asked in shock.

"Roll! The gift robe that my mother bought for me!" Ron said loudly. Looking at his appearance, if Harry hadn't stopped him, he seemed to want to rush over and strangle Percy to death.

The expression on Percy's face lasted for a few seconds, then he took out a robe of the same color as his body like magic. Ron, who was pulled by Harry, was stunned.

"Is this mine?" Ron said incredibly.

"You have to thank Penelo. I forgot when I came. She reminded me." Percy said with a straight face.

Ron snatched the brand new robe, gently stroked the navy blue satin on it, and said unforgivingly: "Do you live with her?"

"Uh, not yet." Percy replied awkwardly.

"Then how did she remind you before you go out?" Ron showed a suspicious look.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask!" Percy roared in a low voice, his face flushed, "If you still want your clothes."

"Do you want me to say good things about her? Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome. Both parents like her." Ron said.

Percy's face seemed to turn purple, and Ludo Bagman and Felix watched the show silently. Fortunately, Harry pulled Ron at this time, "Parvati and Padma are waiting for us." So they hurriedly ran towards the bathroom.

"I remember you took out a small heart-shaped mirror before you left the door, which seemed to be a kind of sound transmission mirror? Then you hurried back to the office, why didn't you tell your brother? He seemed to have misunderstood." Ludo Bagman said.

Percy froze his face and said with a blank expression: "Penello said I don't have a sense of humor."

Bagmann widened his eyes, "Is this how you show your humor?"

"Is there anything wrong?" Percy glanced at him strangely.

"Ahem!" Felix interrupted their conversation, "Let's go in early, about humor, Percy, I remember a book title, and I'll tell you back."

"Really?" Percy's eyes lit up. "It couldn't be better." He was still chattering to himself as they walked into the auditorium: "I don't think I lack a sense of humor. In fact, each of us has a different definition of humor..."
Chapter completed!
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