Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 231: Sleepless Christmas Night

It's one thing to know Sirius sends a crossbow to Harry, and it's another to see it with your own eyes.

Ivan was deeply shocked by Sirius as a loser.

In the room, Harry showed them this sparkling broomstick.

Unlike a regular broom, a crossbow can be suspended in mid-air even if nobody touches it. Without any support, the height off the ground is just right for people to ride on.

The broomstick is engraved with a golden serial number at the top, indicating that this broomstick is the twenty-second crossbow made in the world.

At the end of the broom is a completely smooth, streamlined curve that looks extremely perfect and has no place to trim.

Harry was Hogwarts' best golfer, and now, with this international broom, there's no way anyone in the school could be faster than him.

With his current strength, he can even go to professional competitions.

Ivan can imagine that the Quedić confrontation at the colleges in the future will be Harry's time alone, and he suddenly has some expectations of Malfoy's reaction when he sees a rocket.

The atmosphere in the room was delightful and the furnace burned and Ivan and Hermione sat comfortably on the sofa in front of the fireplace with a cup of hot cocoa.

In front of them, Harry, with a slightly trembling crossbow, has been talking to both of them in various technical terms about the superior performance of the crossbow from a professional perspective.

He talked constantly and said almost everything he knew.

As you can see, Harry was well prepared, and although it was his first contact, he knew all about the crossbow.

Unfortunately, neither Ivan nor Hermione is very interested in broomsticks or Quidditch.

In addition to their initial stunning knowledge of the value of this broomstick, their response to the crossbow grew flat.

Continued listening to Harry for a while, waiting for two people to finish the hot cocoa in their hands, and in the warm temperatures of the furnace fire, a strong sense of tiredness and fatigue struck at the same time. They lost interest in the Rocket and Harry's explanation and did not want to hear any more.

Ivan and Hermione exchanged a brief look and nodded with a very tacit nod.

Through eye contact, they know what they're thinking, even if they're not talking.

“I'm sorry, Harry!” Hermione stood up and stretched out a lazy waist, “I'm glad you got a crossbow, but today there are so many things happening, it's a little late, I want to go back to bed..."

“Oh, yeah, it's really too late.” Harry didn't stop saying, as if he'd just noticed the time, it was almost midnight, "Good night, Hermione! ”

“Good night, Harry, have a good dream!” Hermione said with pleasure.

Evan just sighed in relief and saw Harry turning his eyes to himself.

“Evan, aren't you sleepy? We can continue to discuss the possibility of using a crossbow to complete the Prenton retrieval, which, as you know, is almost impossible to complete with a regular broom.” Harry went on to say, "But with the crossbow data, theoretically...”

In fact, Ivan has no idea.

He had also just heard Harry say what he meant by "Prenton Retract", a professional term for a player who seemed to casually turn in the air and hide behind a golden thief.

The move was named after the Tuttlehill Tornado team's finder, Rodley Prenton, who used it in 1921 in his famous game to break the gold thief capture record.

Although many critics have asserted that Prenton's move was a coincidence, Prenton insisted that he did so intentionally until his death.

Anyone who knows a little bit about Quidditch knows that this highly challenging move is a complete miracle for a player.

Because the broomstick can't perform and react faster than a golden thief, unless it's a coincidence, it can't be done at all.

In fact, the Plenty Script has only appeared once in history.

But now there's a crossbow, and theoretically, this fantastic Quidditch move has the first chance of being done.

Looks like Harry wants to go on.

Ivan had a headache and stood up anxiously saying he was taking Hermione back to her room first.

Harry nodded helplessly, and the two of them hurried out of the room.

There was no one in the dim, narrow corridor on the second floor of the Ragged Cauldron Bar, the doors on both sides were closed, and the sound of the rave downstairs appeared faintly.

Ivan and Hermione walked forward slowly and nobody spoke.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward and the acquiescence between the two just disappeared.

Speaking of which, it was the first time they were alone after a kiss under a Christmas tree.

“Hermione...” Finally, Ivan couldn't help breaking the silence.

It is now an opportunity for him to try to continue what has just not been done.

“Don't say it, Ivan, I know it all!” Hermione looked up at Ivan with a lovely pink face, and she said seriously, "I won't turn you down, but I hope I can give you a moment. That thing doesn't happen for the time being, okay? ”

Looking at Hermione in front of her, Ivan nodded helplessly and once again complained about the vampire girl named Elaine.

If she hadn't haunted herself, if she had caught Hermione, things wouldn't have been as complicated as they are now.

Hermione sighed relieved when she saw Ivan nodded and looked relaxed.

“Merry Christmas, Evan!” She said softly, "And good night! ”

As Hermione turned around and walked into the room, the door closed gently, the brass sign hanging on the door swayed for a moment, and Ivan sighed.

The mind repeatedly tells itself that this is the normal development, and if Hermione agrees with his confession and lets herself into her room or something, it is a complete dream.

When Ivan wandered back to his room, he saw that Harry was not asleep, that he had simply washed and was waiting for himself with a crossbow.

I can see he was really excited tonight.

In fact, it wasn't just Harry, everyone seemed to be.

There are too many, too many things happening today, and I don't know how many people are sleepless tonight.

Harry went on to say something about rockets and Quidditch for a while, and Ivan lay in bed and didn't know how much he heard.

He could totally imagine that if Ron were here, he would sit in the room with Harry all day, staring at the broom silly and praising it from every angle. He can't do that, but don't be sad, because they're scheduled to visit Ron at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries tomorrow after lunch at midnight.

Harry will be able to show off his broom for once, and Sirius will convince Mrs. Weasley to let Ron out early if everything goes well.

Then you can liberate yourself.

Ivan thinks like this, his eyes get heavier and his mind gets blurred.