All the Sisters at Home Have a Precious Lifeline!
The three of them never figured out who sent it.
William strongly suspects that Arya Grindelwald sent it; she is trying to harm William and Hermione.
That vicious woman, I'll get her sooner or later!
Hermione reluctantly accepted this explanation, so she thought the Firebolt might be dangerous, possibly containing Dark Magic.
Even without magic, flying that fast at such a high altitude isn't safe; you might fall and end up with your head and buttocks making intimate contact.
She suggested selling the two brooms cheaply, so they could avoid danger and make a quick buck with Galleon.
Hermione is such a clever little devil.
William and Anne both agreed with her point, so they unanimously expressed their opposition!
How could someone be so stupid as to sell a brand-new Firebolt as a secondhand item?!
Even if it really is Arya, William will still ride her!
Since they couldn't figure it out, they stopped worrying about it and helped William unwrap his Christmas presents.
Hermione, however, had a sharp eye and instantly spotted Phoebe's gift among the many items.
It's a waste of her Seeker. With Hawkeye's ability to catch the Golden Snitch, she'd be a guaranteed winner; Gryffindor ago, and Ravenclaw wouldn't stand a chance.
Hermione noticed that Phoebe had only given her an ordinary wand and didn't think much of it.
William has plenty of wands; they're nothing special and nothing new.
Hermione picked up her wand and casually cast a few spells. She found it quite easy to use, without any sense of stagnation.
Hermione gave William a sweater. Over the years, her knitting skills have improved, and she is no longer like she used to be, with needle eyes thicker than a wand.
Hermione knitted three pieces, one for each of them, including Anne.
Anne sincerely suggested that Hermione could give William a knitted underwear gift next year.
A little prickliness doesn't matter; the important thing is to let my brother feel the warmth of what I've woven by hand.
William flicked his finger as if to tap her forehead, Anne quickly hid behind Hermione, making a face at him.
Hermione spread her arms, shielding Anne, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile.
Among a pile of things, William unexpectedly discovered Minister Fudge's Christmas gift.
That's strange!
As everyone knows, the minister is incorruptible, upright, dislikes any shady dealings, and never gives gifts to others.
Hmm... He usually only accepts gifts.
Now, Fudge has suddenly given William a Christmas present.
The gift was a self-help book endorsed by the minister, the kind Percy used to read every day:
How to Enter the Ministry of Magic, How to Become Minister for Magic...
Alright, William has his Christmas present for Percy for next year sorted out, which will save him some money.
Percy would be delighted; he Madam Pince several times specifically to suggest that a set be placed in the library as well.
Unfortunately, Madam Pince coldly refused.
In Percy's view, the librarian was clearly uncultured and lacked taste; he was a country bumpkin.
There was also a letter tucked inside the book.
Fudge invited William to his house for dinner during the Christmas holidays, and to discuss the Hippogriff.
"What does Minister Fudge mean?" Hermione carefully read the letter twice.
"Isn't the hearing scheduled for April 20th next year?"
"Is this an invitation for us to spend money?" William asked, puzzled.
Otherwise, he really couldn't figure out what Fudge was up to.
Paying money is out of the question. Besides, Malfoy definitely already paid him. Does the minister have any moral bottom line, intending to take the money and not do the job?
William decided to write a tactful reply, explaining that he was busy during the holiday and had to visit a teacher.
He also took the opportunity to test Fudge's attitude.
"Are you really sure you don't want to go? Minister Fudge said he has a distant cousin who really likes you and wants to introduce you to her." Hermione raised her hand and waved the letter.
"Hermione, that's my cousin, not my niece!" William said, speechless.
Minister Fudge's distant cousin, she must be at least... fifty years old, right?
Screw your distant cousin!
After the three of them unwrapped their gifts, they played Wizard's Chess in the common room for a while before leaving Ravenclaw's common room around noon.
When they arrived at the Great Hall, they ran into Harry and Ron.
The two were gesturing wildly as they discussed Quidditch.
Judging from the conversation, it seems that after winning the championship, he'll go with Wood to Hogsmeade for a special foot massage.
William was completely dumbfounded. Had he already secured the championship? That's incredibly arrogant!
The two also saw William and his two companions.
Before Harry could speak, Ron couldn't help but boast:
"Flying Broomstick - Firebolt! A genuine internationally used broomstick."
"I dare say, it costs more than all the brooms from several houses combined, we Gryffindor will definitely win..."
Hermione raised an eyebrow, surprised. "Ron, someone anonymously sent you Firebolt too?"
Ron blushed and quickly waved his hands, saying, "It wasn't me, it was Harry."
"Yes, someone gave me a Firebolt." Harry's face lit up with a smile. "Hermione, how did you know?"
William and Hermione exchanged a glance, and William chuckled, "This is quite an interesting thing!"
Since even Harry has given it away, Arya is basically out of the running.
Who could it be?
A tycoon whom all four of them know?
Harry's social circle is very small; the four of them know very few wealthy people.
Hagrid is a hidden millionaire, but he doesn't have much Galleon; he mainly has a lot of raw materials that he hasn't sold to realize his wealth.
Dumbledore wouldn't buy such a gift.
etc,
Could it be Sirius Black?!
He's from the Black family, which is wealthy, and since he's Death Eaters, it's quite possible he wanted to kill Harry.
Black might still be in Azkaban, and he heard Tywin mention William, so he might want to kill him as well.
Why give gifts to Hermione and Anne? Because they are close to William?
Hermione said uneasily, "I think we must inform Professor McGonagall; it would be best if she could have it checked."
"What?" Ron exclaimed. "This is Harry's gift, why tell Professor McGonagall?"
"Ron, who would send something so valuable, especially anonymously?" Hermione said sternly.
"Who cares about that?" Ron said impatiently. "I'm going to ride for a while this afternoon!"
"I don't think anyone should ride it right now!" Hermione shrieked. "I suspect Black gave it to me."
"Maybe it was Professor Dumbledore, he saw Harry's broom break..." Ron argued, his neck red.
"Dumbledore wouldn't give away something like that!"
"How did you know! He even anonymously sent me Invisibility Cloak. I think you're just jealous."
"That Invisibility Cloak originally belonged to Harry's father, and..." Hermione drawled, raising her chin haughtily.
"I'm jealous? The three of us also received anonymous gifts."
Two Firebolt, and an Invisibility Cloak!
Why would I be jealous?!
Ron's mouth dropped open in disbelief. He looked at William, and after receiving a positive reply, his mood suddenly soured.
Harry won't be too upset if he's the only one receiving an expensive gift.
Everyone else has it, except him!
That feeling is like the scene when Jia Baoyu heard that Daiyu didn't have the Jade of Spiritual Understanding, and then angrily smashed the jade.
However, the statement should be reversed:
"My sisters all have manhood, but I don't, and I said it was no fun; now this fairy-like younger sister has it too, so you know it's not a good thing!"
"Perhaps..." Ron immediately changed his tune, his voice tinged with jealousy, "Perhaps it really was sent by Black. I think it should indeed be given to Professor McGonagall for examination!"
"..."
Harry was dumbfounded.
Ron didn't say that back in the dorm.
Ron also wanted to ride a Firebolt with him and play ball together.
(At the beginning of the month, I'm begging for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets from all the big shots.)