Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 277 Birthday Gift
While Harry was immersed in anxiety, the first to visit were the owls.

All kinds of owls, white, black, big and small, flew into the living room from somewhere.

One by one, the beautifully wrapped gifts fell on the table in front of him like a meteor shower.

"I almost forgot, Harry, happy twelfth birthday to you." Ron said as he took out a rectangular gift package from somewhere - but it looked very small, about the size of a palm.

Draco on the side was stunned, looking at the small package, and so was Harry.

"This can't be--" Draco said nervously.

"Gold card?" Harry's voice suddenly became slightly hoarse for some reason.

"Yes, Devil's Passport." Ron made a face.

"You are crazy!"

“There’s only one in the world!”

"And didn't I already give you the Nimbus 2000?"

"I use this in place of all your gifts for the next three years." Harry said with emotion.

"No, it was a Christmas present, I remember."

"Harry, I still want your birthday present for me, don't try to deny it."

“This may be the only gold card I will ever have in my life.”

"Harry, you have to prepare my birthday present carefully." Ron said casually.

"Ron—" Harry didn't know what to say.

"Ron, how are you going to give me this gift?"

"Harry, why don't I prepare it again and come back tonight..." Draco awkwardly tried to put away a package hidden behind his back.

Harry snatched it away, "Come on, Draco, you're the best gift here."

"Let me see--" Harry opened Draco's gift in no time.

Harry understood that in the wizarding world, opening a gift given to you in person - showing your eagerness to do so - was the greatest respect for the wizard who gave you the gift.

What caught Harry's eye was a pair of glasses.

This pair of glasses has a square frame, and the frame is made of a material similar to the crystal version, in black.

"Harry, these are waterproof glasses."

"You are a Quidditch Seeker. These glasses also function as sunglasses. They are not afraid of sunlight, but the field of vision is not black."

And it won't fog up, and it will stay dry on rainy days." Draco said awkwardly.

Obviously, he didn't think much of the gift.

"That's good enough." Harry took off his old glasses and put them in the box for the new ones, then put on the new ones.

Draco breathed a sigh of relief.
En couldn't help but patted his shoulder, "Okay, luckily I gave you a gold card, otherwise you would have outdone me no matter what I gave you."

Draco finally smiled.

"Happy 12th birthday, Harry."

"This is my gift." Lupin also came over.

His tone seemed calm at first, but Harry could sense embarrassment.

Just like when Harry first arrived in the wizarding world and greeted Ryan.

Harry was familiar with this feeling.

Lupin used to be a prefect at Hogwarts, but Harry, who already knew a lot about the wizarding world, knew that all of this outstanding resume would be overshadowed by Lupin's other identity - a werewolf.

He might have a hard time finding a decent job before Sirius was released from prison.

And Lupin's gift probably wouldn't be either - in other words, it would be a bargain in Draco's eyes.

The kind of present Draco had specifically picked out and thrown away when he was still a nuisance. "Good."

"That's very nice indeed," Harry said hastily as he unwrapped Lupin's gift.

He was afraid that he would be too slow and embarrass Lupin.

What appeared in front of Harry was a mirror with many Ravenclaw elements carved on it.

"I made this myself. In the dark, as long as you need light, it will serve as a light source and illuminate everything." Lupin said embarrassedly.

"That's great!" Ron said exaggeratedly, and he obviously noticed Lupin's discomfort.

"It's really great. There are many dark creatures that are afraid of light."

"With it we can free up our wands and do other things." Draco also praised. He also wanted to comfort Lupin, but he was obviously more thoughtful.

"Remus, your gift is really great." Harry agreed.

Lupin finally couldn't help making a face and smiled easily.

Next, Harry obviously learned one thing, which was not to open gifts in front of Ron and the others.

No matter whether the gift is good or bad, it will attract the attention of Ron and the other three who also gave gifts.

Harry had to go back to his room briefly to move the pile of gifts in.

But once Harry returned to the living room, everything had changed.

It seemed as if someone was waiting for Harry to leave here temporarily.

A large number of sky blue flowers floated in the air, hanging above their heads.

The flowers sparkled with starlight, forming the shape: Harry Potter, happy 12th birthday!
Lupin sprayed blue and bronze banners from the tip of his wand, which were artistically hung from the extra trees and bushes around him.

"Great," Ron exclaimed as he watched Lupin wave his wand for the last time, turning the surrounding decorations into sky blue. "I almost thought I was back in the Ravenclaw common room."

"Thank you, Ron!" said Lupin.

And then there was Sirius!
And Dumbledore!

Sirius' robes turned into a fiery red, while Dumbledore wore a dress that resembled pajamas in the Muggle world.

Sky blue with stars and moons embroidered on it.

"Happy Birthday Harry!" Dumbledore pulled out his wand and white cream came out of his wand.

Pouring on a rectangular table, a place that seems to be filled with only air.

That's a piece of cake, it's invisible!
When it came into contact with the cream, its true appearance was revealed—the yellow cake formed the shape of a phoenix.

The white cream turned red and gold when it touched it.

Almost in the blink of an eye, with Dumbledore's last flick of his wrist, a beautiful singing voice appeared - it was the voice of the Phoenix!
"It's amazing!"

“This cake looks delicious!”

"That voice is amazing!" Lupin, Ron and Draco couldn't help but say.

Sirius obviously knew all this in advance, and Harry's lips trembled, not knowing what to say.

"Harry, this is your gift." Sirius handed over a book with a black cover and no name on it.

Harry opened it with trembling hands - it was a series of photos.

There was a black-haired baby flying in and out on a little broomstick, giggling merrily, with two legs chasing after him.

"This is you, Harry. This broom is my gift to you for turning one."

"This little broom can only rise two feet off the ground. As a result, Lily once complained to me that you killed a kitten and almost broke an ugly vase." Sirius said softly.

Harry flipped through the pages again and again, but he couldn't get enough.

It was filled with photos of his parents and his former home.

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