Allen, who was immersed in his research, did not notice the passage of time until one day he saw little Emily holding a basket of eggs and opening them happily.
Easter, which was welcomed by the young wizards, arrived in the warmer weather. Mrs. Harris had also prepared a large pile of eggs for Allen. Each egg looked as big as a fire dragon's egg, and on it were various scenes of Allen's competitions.
The candies in the eggs were even more delightful. They were all the Honey Duke's best-selling candies of all kinds.
It wasn't just Mrs. Harris' eggs. Mrs. Weasley had also sent Allen eggs filled with her homemade toffee. Allen tasted one. In all fairness, although it was not as good as the Honey Duke's candies, it was still unique and tasted good.
Krum, who was on Demstrand's ship in the Black Lake, also received a candie from Mrs. Weasley. He opened it and could not believe his eyes. "It must have been hard for her to find such a small egg. It's even smaller than a chicken's egg!"
"She must have been reading the Wizard Weekly." Krum frowned and impatiently threw the egg into the Black Lake. If not for the doctor's instructions that the newly grown bones could not be too violent, according to his usual habits, he would have smashed the egg with his fist.
Indeed, as Krum had said, Mrs. Weasley had been paying attention to the scandal between Ron and Krum ever since the World Cup. At first, she did not believe it, but as time went on, the solemn reports and the real pictures made her waver. She also began to hesitate whether or not to accept her youngest son's coming out partner.
In order to celebrate Easter, the house elves of the Hogwarts prepared a variety of mutton dishes for the young wizards, as well as carefully selected hams. Hagrid was in the hunting grounds, chopping large amounts of wood and preparing torches for the young wizards to run in the evening.
As if feeling the joy of the young wizards, the weather was exceptionally clear, and the sun shone on people's bodies, making them feel warm. The Weasley twins organized a group of little wizards, and they gathered in small groups on the grass by the Black Lake, playing games with colored eggs.
They roll the eggs on the ground or on the slope, and the last one to break is the winner. The winner can get all the eggs of the players.
Jenny was very talented at the Easter egg roll. She won the Easter eggs of the other academies amidst the cheers of the Gryffindor students.
The wizards believed that rolling the egg back and forth on the ground would cause the demon to tremble and suffer. This custom has a long history. The egg is a symbol of Easter because it indicates the arrival of new life. It is believed that new life will be born from it.
After the giant squid in the Black Lake got rid of the effect of Moody's Mad Potion, it lay lazily on the shore. Luna, Cho Zhang, and a group of other Ravenclaw girls sat on the grass, gently scratching its tentacles. At the root of its severed tentacle, new tentacles could be vaguely seen growing out. It was only a matter of time before it regained its original appearance. Luna looked at the newly grown tentacles, her eyes drooping. After a while, she gently raised them again.
Hermione was fiddling with the small waist bag that Allen had given her in the tower. She looked sadly at the thunderbird egg that was still in the process of hatching. Penello had shown her the Demon-Hunting Spider to show off. Luna also had the three-headed dragon by her side, but her thunderbird egg showed no signs of hatching!
"Hermione, come and see what I've got." Allen noticed Hermione's displeasure. He took out a few cursed items that Family Harris had collected for him and invited Hermione to study them together. However, Allen had already broken the curse on these items, so there was no need to worry that Hermione would be affected.
Hermione's curiosity was piqued. She went over.
"What's this? It looks like a bottle of perfume. " Hermione pointed to a bottle with a black round head, red body, and a golden handwritten logo on it.
"Blackcurrant honey fused with crisp pear, fresh and charming; May roses intertwined with jasmine fragrance, gentle fragrance, moving the heart; cedar and vanilla, mature and sexy, awakening passion …" Hermione read the introduction on the bottle.
"This does sound like a bottle of perfume!" Hermione shook the bottle doubtfully. She unscrewed the cap and sniffed lightly. "It still smells fruity."
"In fact, this is a bottle of perfume similar to an aphrodisiac. However, as long as you spray it on yourself, it will have an effect on other members of the opposite sex with weak willpower. It will make them madly infatuated with you, but your sexual orientation will change." Allen explained with a smile.
"The inventor of this perfume is really naughty." Hermione put down the perfume in her hand and looked at the white scarf next to it. It looked so beautiful and furry that she could not help but want to reach out and touch it.
"This is a white fox fur scarf. After wearing it for three hours, it will become you wearing it." Allen shrugged and introduced.
Hermione could not help but imagine a white fox proudly wearing a human skin jacket in her mind. She could not help but have goosebumps.
"Look at this, Hermione. It is a fake Sphinx stone sculpture made by the devil. If you do not mislead others in 6 days, 6 hours, and 6 minutes and put your hand in it, it will bite off your hand." Allen pointed at the huge stone sculpture on the table and said seriously.
"So scary." Hermione saw Allen's expression and put her hands behind her back.
"Don't worry, I have removed the magic on it." Allen smiled and comforted her. "If you don't believe me, look."
Alan looked at Hermione and smiled as he reached his hand into the mouth of the human-faced stone sculpture. Suddenly, he turned his head and screamed. He grabbed his wrist with his other hand and tried to pull it out.
Hermione was shocked. She screamed and hugged Allen's waist and pulled him out. Then she shook her head and suddenly stepped back. She calmed down a little and asked, "You are lying to me, right? You are not injured at all. Last year, when I had a good relationship with Penello, she recommended me to watch 'Roman Holiday'. The motorcycle you gave her came from that movie. "
When she saw Allen pulled out his broken hand and exposed the bone of his wrist that was spurting blood with his heartbeat, she screamed in horror. She covered her mouth with both hands and looked at Allen's wrist in disbelief. Then she cried and rushed over to press his wound.
"Don't worry, Hermione. This is an illusion." Allen saw Hermione's eyes were filled with tears and hurriedly stopped pretending to be in pain. He removed the illusion on his hand and showed his intact hand to Hermione.
Hermione exhaled a long breath and suddenly raised her fists to hit Allen's chest. "Are you crazy? You are so bad …" Allen grabbed her arms and pulled her towards himself so that Hermione threw herself into his arms.
"Sorry, I just saw that you were unhappy and joked with you." Allen took the opportunity to put his arm around Hermione's shoulder.
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