After giving Hermione an affirmative answer, the two continued unwrapping presents. Hagrid was as generous as ever, sending a horn from an animal Su Er did not recognize. Well, the scatterbrain had not left a note, either.
Professor Dumbledore had sent a fluffy unicorn that could move. Needless to say, he must have wanted Su Er to pass it on to Angel.
It was hard to imagine that such an old, old man would still put thought into coming up with a toy a child would like.
Su Er, by contrast, got sod all. That was right: Dumbledore's parcel contained nothing but that unicorn doll.
"And to think I remembered to send you a box of Cockroach Clusters and wool socks. This is how you repay me?" Su Er shook his head, grumbling under his breath, then called Angel over and gave her the unicorn that kept squirming restlessly in his hand.
"Wow, thank you, big brother! Is this my Christmas present?" Angel's eyes shone with delight as she reached out and hugged the doll to her chest.
Since you've done me wrong, don't blame me for returning the favor.
Su Er nodded with a smile, shamelessly taking all the credit.
He earned himself a sweet kiss from Angel.
Dumbledore: My trust was misplaced after all.
The Weasley Brothers had sent a finished product. They had named these biscuits "Canary Creams 2.0."
After two years, they had finally finished developing the biscuits. Previously, for reasons Su Er did not understand, their properties had actually been unstable-specifically, the duration and effects of turning into a canary after eating one.
Now they could reliably turn anyone who ate a biscuit into a canary for one minute, during which they could even fly a few laps.
Of course, they had to time their