Christmas is a joyful holiday.
Even with all that has happened this year, those who stayed at school for Christmas still feel joy and happiness today.
The Great Hall was decorated with a dozen Christmas trees covered in silver frost, and mistletoe and holly on the ceiling, which intersected to form a decorative band.
Warm, dry snowflakes slowly fell from the dome of the Great Hall, drifting and swirling in the air.
As in previous years, Dumbledore kept chuckling and led his students in singing several of his favorite Christmas carols.
Hagrid's voice grew louder and louder as he downed glass after glass of eggnog.
Snape remained indifferent, fiddling with a Silver Dagger in his hand.
After Silan ate a little something in the Great Hall, she noticed George and Fred winking at her repeatedly.
Clearly, he has something to say.
The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, were gesturing wildly towards Silan, as if they had been copied and pasted.
Silan looked for a while before she guessed that they wanted her to go to the Room of Requirement later.
After Silan understood, George and Fred exchanged knowing glances and gestures with Harry and the others.
Harry was right there with them...
After eating some roasted lamb chops, Silan got up and walked out of the Great Hall, followed by George and Fred.
"Come with us quickly, Silan. Your parents sent you a Christmas present," George said. "Everyone else has already received theirs."
"I think Errol really should retire."
Fred, who was behind, remarked with some emotion, "Delivering so much stuff at once almost killed it."
Errol took off from the Burrow, carrying bags full of Christmas gifts, and arrived at Hogwarts exhausted.
George gave it two bottles of Owl Supplement, which helped it recover.
"We'd better send some money back home," Fred suggested. "To buy a new owl for the family. As for Errol, let it retire."
"Mom can feed it while she's feeding the chickens every day."
"That's a great idea." George nodded, then turned to ask Silan.
What do you think, Silan?
"Can."
Thinking of the old owl Errol, Silan was also a little worried that it might suddenly die while delivering a message one day.
As they talked, they made their way back to the Room of Requirement.
They had barely stepped inside when Hermione and the others arrived.
Including Ginny, there are now seven of them.
"Come on, Silan," George said, Silan. "This is your Christmas present, open it and see."
Perhaps fearing the children might take the wrong package, the package was labeled with Silan's name.
He opened the package and found that inside was, as usual, a Weasley family Christmas sweater, but unlike last year, there was also a remote-controlled car inside.
The greeting card next to it had the words written in cursive script.
Merry Christmas, dear Silan.
The signature is Arthur Weasley Weasley.
"Look!" Fred exclaimed. "Dad gave you a remote-controlled car."
"Ever since he learned how to buy batteries, he's become obsessed with these little toys." George said with a hint of helplessness, then added enthusiastically, "But he's modified this car so it doesn't need batteries, so we have to use a wand to control it."
The intense magic within Hogwarts can cause some Muggle items powered by electricity to malfunction.
Colin's camera works because it's an old-fashioned film camera.
Harry looked at the remote-controlled car with a hint of envy.
His cousin Dudley Dursley receives a lot every year, but he doesn't receive a single one.
Besides Arthur Weasley's remote-controlled car, Silan also received many other interesting gadgets from others, which he collected.
Except for Hermione.
She stood to one side, holding a package in her arms.
There were too many people here, and she hesitated, feeling a little embarrassed to speak.
"Go for it, Hermione!" Ginny whispered encouragingly beside her.
The two of them became good friends after the last friendly match and often visited each other's dorm rooms to chat.
George, holding the remote-controlled car, pulled Harry aside.
"Come on, Harry, let's play for a bit."
Harry was overjoyed. "Excellent!"
Fred grabbed Ron, who was gnawing on a chicken leg, and said, "Stop eating, Ron."
Ron, who had eaten his way from the Great Hall to the Room of Requirement, looked up and mumbled something indistinctly.
"What the hell?"
Fred glanced at Hermione, who was clearly embarrassed because of the presence of others, and without saying a word, he lifted Ron up.
"Come on, let's go play with toy cars!"
After patting Hermione's arm, Ginny smiled and left.
George and three others huddled together, figuring out how to make the remote-controlled car move.
The four of them set up some obstacles outside and took turns playing with their toy cars.
Each person has one life; if you hit an obstacle, you die, and the next person takes your turn.
The four of them were completely engrossed in their game, and bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time.
Hermione took a deep breath, walked closer to Silan, and handed him the package she was holding.
Merry Christmas, Silan.
Silan smiled and accepted Hermione's gift, "May I open it and take a look?"
"Certainly."
Upon opening the package, I found a thick cloak suitable for winter wear; it felt very soft and warm to the touch.
"Last year it was a scarf, this year it's a cape. Looks like it won't be long before I have a full outfit," Silan said with a smile.
Hermione was a little embarrassed. "I thought and thought but really didn't know what to give, so it's something similar to last year. Sorry..."
"Thank you, Hermione, I like it very much."
Ginny suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Hermione's arm, and said, "Hermione made this cloak herself, and she even pricked her hand in the process."
"Ginny!" Hermione called out playfully, reaching out to tickle her. "Don't talk nonsense!"
"I didn't!"
Ginny nimbly broke free from his grasp, winked at Silan with a playful smile, and said, "Silan, if you don't believe me, just look at the hem."
"Your name is embroidered on it!" Ginny said, and then ran off.
Silan turned up the hem of her cloak and saw her name embroidered in silver thread, with Hermione's initials embroidered next to it.
Hermione was probably a little embarrassed to embroider her own name on it, but she didn't want Silan's name to be too lonely, so she embroidered the initials of her own name on it.
This is like putting two people together.
Hermione's face flushed red, and she glanced reproachfully at Ginny, who had run off into the distance, while her small hands twirled in front of her chest.
"It wasn't done very well..."
Silan smiled gratefully and immediately put on the cloak, a warm feeling enveloping him. "It's alright, as long as it's something you did."
Hermione automatically ignored the two words and heard them as "As long as it's you."
This made her blush again, and she couldn't help but laugh.
After playing with the remote-controlled car for a while, George and Fred stood aside and waved to Silan in unison.
"Come quick, Silan!"
As soon as Silan walked over, Fred eagerly put the remote-controlled car on his wrist. "Come and see how Daddy modified it!"
Silan activated her Wizard's Eye and fiddled with it for a while.
"It's probably enchanted inside to receive specific signals and then Spells." Silan placed the car on the ground, released a forward signal with her wand, and the car started moving quickly.
"The magic wand sends a signal, the car receives the signal, and that's how it's controlled."
George nodded, pondering, "We should write home and ask Dad what kind of Spells he cast on it."
"That way we can make another remote-controlled car."
Fred's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands sharply.
"Great idea, we should definitely give it a try."