three seven nine, christmas(2/2)
"These are my parents' classmates, as well as clippings from newspapers at that time, and pictures in those people's memories."
Harry shouted excitedly, and he and Ron each shouted their own things. In his hand, there were many memory bottles. Among the bottles, there were some that were similar to solids and liquids.
[Pour those things into the Pensieve, Harry Potter, and you will see what you want to see]
Harry knew best what he wanted to see.
The whole bedroom was filled with a happy atmosphere.
In the girls' dormitory, Hermione also received a gift from the unknown person.
There are a lot of books and some equipment.
Hermione was in a daze, opened the books, and found that these books were Lockhart's "best-sellers", covering everything from dealing with werewolves, to dealing with ghouls, vampires, to how to survive in the wild.
These are all the books that Professor Lupine mentioned to her when she was educating her, as well as the remaining magic props.
Sirius also received gifts, as did Lupine who was far away in the werewolf tribe, and Neville's gifts were also very generous.
On the Hogwarts Express, Draco Malfoy sat in the carriage as if he had forgotten everything.
Someone opened his carriage.
Before he could react, this man got in and sat opposite him, revealing a face that Malfoy would never have expected.
"It's you!"
Malfoy wanted to scream, but a wand was pressed against his throat, blocking his words.
"If you call me out," Dowey Jones was like a leopard hunting, holding the wand in one hand, and putting the other hand on Malfoy's left shoulder, pressing against the backrest, and said in a low voice: "I
Just use this wand to stab your throat, Draco, you know, I can do this."
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Chapter completed!