Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 57: The wizard should have the wizard’s snowball fight

　　 "Wright, good transfiguration." Dumbledore, who was sitting at the table seat, toasted to Wright, "I believe Professor McGonagall will be satisfied with your presentation of this technique."

　　 "Thank you." Wright nodded slightly at Dumbledore as a thank you, and when he turned to look at Professor McGonagall who was sitting aside, she was nodding to Wright.

　　Professor Flitwick, who was sitting next to Dumbledore, did not speak even more, but only narrowed his eyes; Hagrid, who was beside him, gave Wright a thumbs up.

　　Harry and Fred on the other end of the pack drew a few colorful firecrackers, and walked over to the long table with a lot of things each. Wright saw Harry's arms with a bag of shining balloons and a set of wizard chess, and Fred had a set of weird magic equipment.

　　 "How about the taste of these turkeys?" Fred walked over to Wright and sat down, and reached for the big roast turkey on the table.

　　 "It's okay." Wright said something against his will.

　　 To tell the truth, Wright is not very used to the taste of turkey. If it weren’t for the Christmas banquet, he would have asked Jiajia to give himself a pork and cabbage dumpling.

　　 "Wright, do you have any plans in the afternoon?" Fred asked Wright with a large piece of turkey stuffed in his mouth.

　　 "What's wrong?" Wright said.

　　 "That's it, we are going to..."

　　 "Ouch!"

　　 But before Fred could finish speaking, his third brother Percy suddenly let out a cry of pain. When everyone at the dining table looked at him, they found that he was covering his cheek with one hand, with a painful look on his face, while a silver sliver was placed on the other hand.

　　 "Good luck! Percy!" Ron said to Percy enviously, and his voice slowly became quieter, "There will only be one silver sico in the Christmas pudding, so you ate it! I! I still miss myself..."

　　 "It's no big deal." Percy had a painful and happy expression on his face, and while speaking, he put the silver in his hand into his left pocket.

　　 "By the way, Fred, you haven't said what we are going to do later." Wright turned his head and turned his attention from Percy and Ron who were chatting to Frey. De there.

　　"We are going to wait for everyone to go to the snowball fight together! Just after dinner!" George told his brother the plan they had just made on the road, "We happen to have only five people right now, so you can’t have a snowball fight. Divide into two teams, do you want to participate?"

　　 "Of course!" Wright nodded affirmatively.

　　 The atmosphere of the Christmas banquet became more and more lively. Hagrid drank glass after glass, his cheeks became redder, and finally he kissed Professor McGonagall on the cheek. But Professor McGonagall did not show any strange emotions. Like Hagrid, she was immersed in the Christmas party just giggling and blushing, the tall black top of her head The top hat tilted to the side with her smile.

　　 After the last Christmas dessert was over, Wright slowly followed the Weasley brothers and Harry to the playground. The snow outside had stopped long ago, and the few feet of snowflakes were spread like this. Above the Quidditch stadium, it looked white.

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　　 "We're going to hold a snowball fight soon! Do you know?" Percy pretended to be dignified. The "P" medal on his chest was shining in the sun. Everyone knew that the medal was. Represents the identity of the prefect.

　　 "So we have to group first." Wright took Percy's words and continued, "I will be in the same group with Fred and George, Percy, Ron, and Harry in the same group. Is there a problem with this grouping? "

　　 "No!" "No!" The twins cheered loudly.

　　 "Yes!" Ron objected.

　　 "Then you tell me how should we group?" Wright immediately gave the power of grouping to Ron.

　　 "Hmm..." Ron looked at the people in a circle, with a clearly embarrassed expression on his face. He and Harry should be in the same group, and Fred and George must be in the same group. The problem is that Wright and Percy should be there separately.

　　 "We don't want to form a group with Percy." Fred said, "I will tell him with a cold snowball that the prefect is not the only valuable thing! Family talent is!"

　　 "Fred, what you said is so good!" George wiped the corners of his eyes pretendingly, and flung away a few drops of non-existent tears, "I'm about to cry!"

　　 "Well, let's play the game as Wright just grouped together," Ron raised his chin and said, "Previously declare that no sneak attacks are allowed before the start is announced!"

　　 "No problem!"

　　 "Of course!"

　　"Go away! We need to discuss countermeasures!"

　　Wright exchanged glances with the twins, and then said in unison.

　　 Just as the three of Percy, Ron, and Harry were preparing to cross the snow and leave here step by step, Fred made another look at George and Wright, and the three of them immediately followed up.

　　"Here! Ready to drive..." Ron just wanted to turn around and announce the start to Wright, but he was pushed into the snow by Wright who suddenly appeared behind him~IndoMTL.com~ and beside him Harry and Percy were also pushed into the snow by Fred and George respectively.

　　Wright left with Fred and George with a smirk, leaving Harry in the same place in the snow.

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　　 "Hey! This is a snowball fight! It's not really a war!" Ron shouted to the three of Wright who were facing him, holding a snowball almost as big as his fist.

　　 "But we are wizards! Wizards should have a wizard's snowball fight!" Wright, standing on a low snow wall, said to Ron condescendingly. This was what he had just used Transfiguration to change. But it didn't change its nature, just piled the shape of snow into a short wall.

　　 "It's not fair!" Ron shouted, "I and Harry are only first grade!"

Harry on the side of 　　 also yelled in agreement.

　　 "I'm in second grade too!" Wright threw a snowball down and hit Harry's head, which was beating underneath. "Fred and George are also in third grade. But there is a fifth grade Percy!"

　　 "But Percy..." Ron quickly shut his mouth as he watched Percy, whose expression quickly turned dangerously.

　　 A unilateral tragic snowball fight game began, but as time passed, Percy also began to change a few short snow mountains for defense, although he was all over before it changed. Fred and George had filled the whole floor with snowflakes.

　　 Six people played together on the playground for the whole afternoon and had a great time. It was not until it was getting late and the clothes of the few people were also wet with the melted snow, and then they returned to the castle to warm themselves up.