Hogwarts: Who uses a crowbar in wizard duels?

The group set up a large table outside Hagrid's hut, with a large grill next to it, which could both grill meat and provide warmth.

Norbert appeared out of nowhere and dragged away dozens of kilograms of their flesh. Although he had shrunk, his appetite hadn't diminished at all.

Eating raw meat is one thing, since we planned to feed the animals the leftovers anyway, but this guy still tried to steal the cooked meat.

"Damn it! I baked that for Hermione! Get down here!"

Kevin pointed at the fire dragon Norbert circling in the sky and shouted, "This is the third time! While Kevin is grilling the meat, he flies down and snatches the meat from Hermione's hand!"

Kevin pretended to pull out his wand and have a good fight with Norbert.

If Harry and Draco hadn't stopped him, Kevin would have definitely tried dragon meat today.

Hagrid had prepared a lot of meat, thinking that if he couldn't finish it, he could eat it several times and have some left to feed Norbert. But now Norbert had taken most of it and was still not satisfied.

Norber, the little fire dragon in the sky, sneered, "I stole it with my own skills. If you're so capable, come and hit me!"

"Okay Kevin, just bake it again."

Hermione had to calm Kevin down, otherwise he would have given Norbert a good beating.

"Draco, you! Go cook me two dishes," Kevin said, pointing at Draco after he had calmed down.

Draco: "Huh?"

"What do you mean, you didn't do anything from beginning to end, you just teased Norbert with a piece of roast meat, that's why he came to steal our roast meat."

Draco protested, pointing at Ron, who was holding a chicken leg in each hand, and said, "That redhead didn't do anything, he just ate almost ten chicken legs like a pig!"

Ron: "Huh?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I baked this myself! I call this self-reliance!" Ron immediately retorted.

"And then there's Kevin, that guy who prioritizes women over friends. He gave all the roast meat to Hermione. If it weren't for Harry and Hagrid, you wouldn't even get any!" Ron continued, also taking the opportunity to complain about Kevin.

Now it was Kevin's turn to be unhappy: "Isn't it reasonable for me to take care of Hermione? Do you expect me to feed you grown men?"

The three of them were all unwilling to admit defeat and accused each other of being lazy; they were practically about to come to blows.

Hermione sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation. Kevin was usually such a mature person, so why was he acting so childish at a time like this?

Afterwards, she went to help with the grilling. She figured it was better to rely on herself than on these useless men.

Harry watched the three bickering with a smile, silently grilling the meat. Only when he was with these friends could he feel so happy and relaxed.

Hagrid laughed heartily as he watched the little radish kids making a ruckus; that's what makes a festival so lively and fun.

"Nober, come and have some barbecue."

Harry roasted a large piece of meat, cooked on the outside but not on the inside, just right for Norbert.

Norbert didn't hesitate; he immediately flew down, grabbed the meat that was bigger than him, and flew away.

Amid the commotion, Kevin noticed Norber had come down and quickly tapped Norber on the head with the clip in his hand.

Norbert was hit on the forehead, let out a strange cry, and the meat in his mouth fell out.

"Gah!!"

Because of his shrinking size, even Norber's roars became completely ineffective, which angered him so much that he decided to breathe fire directly at Kevin.

However, Kevin reacted faster, throwing a snowball directly into Norber's mouth as he opened it.

"Yue!"

Norbert let out a human-like "yue" as he was choked by the sudden snowball.

Draco and Ron burst out laughing; the scene was hilarious.

"Oh Kevin, don't be so rude to Norber."

Hagrid, standing to the side, said with heartache.

"The oven's out of fire. Go and start a fire for me, or you won't get any meat."

Kevin wasn't going to tolerate Norber, so he grabbed him by the neck and dragged him to the oven.

Kevin threw a handful of firewood into the stove, signaling Norbert to breathe fire. With his neck in Kevin's hand, Norbert had no choice but to obediently breathe fire.

"Nober is more useful than either of you."

Kevin grabbed Norbert and started a fire to burn the wood, while also taking a jab at Draco and Ron.

The two exchanged a glance, clearly unconvinced, and joined in the barbecue.

This huge oven is big enough for them to build whatever they want.

Kevin leisurely found a recliner to sit on and waited for Hermione to feed him.

"shameless."

"shameless."

Ron and Draco looked at Kevin with disdain.

Kevin chuckled. "I have Hermione, why would I need a face?"

......

Just as everyone was enjoying a pleasant barbecue, on a small hill in the distance...

A black wolfhound appeared in the snow-covered landscape.

He quietly watched the people outside Hagrid's hut; everything seemed so beautiful.

Regardless of whether I can catch Peter this time, at least I've learned one thing.

Harry has a group of very reliable friends, and he is very happy.

Sirius looked at this scene in the distance and felt a sense of satisfaction.

Oh right, I need to prepare a gift for Harry. He flies Quidditch so well, I'll give him a new flying broom.

Harry, we'll see each other soon.

Sirius stared at the hill for a long time before turning and leaving.

Harry looked in the direction Sirius had disappeared, as if sensing something, and felt a strange sense of loss.

"What's wrong, Harry?"

Hagrid noticed Harry pause, gazing into the distance, and asked with concern.

Harry turned around and found everyone looking at him. Although they didn't say anything, they were all concerned about whether something was wrong with Harry.

"No, just looking at the snow scenery."

Harry smiled. He had the best friends around him now, so what was there to feel sad about?

......

They had a barbecue and played in the snow outside, spending a very happy Christmas Eve at Hagrid's cabin.

They then slept directly in the tent instead of returning to the Hogwarts common room.

"Where's Kevin?"

The next day, when Harry and the others got out of their tents, they found that Kevin wasn't sleeping in their boys' quarters. Harry asked him in confusion.

Ron and Draco weren't sure either, so they shook their heads, changed their clothes, and went out together.

When the group went outside, they found Kevin yawning comfortably as he walked out of the girls' area, clearly having slept very well the night before.

"Kevin, you slept over there last night?" Ron asked incredulously.

Kevin said without batting an eye, "It's all your fault. You made strange noises in the middle of the night, saying that a spider was coming to dance with you, and then you were snoring really loudly."

Ron looked at Harry in surprise, and Harry nodded helplessly. Ron had indeed made strange noises last night.

However, Draco's sleep quality was clearly very good, and he didn't notice anything amiss.

"Wait a minute, is this the important point?"

Isn't the main point that Kevin and Hermione slept together for one night?

Hermione came out at this moment, noticed the suspicious and gossipy stares of Harry and the others, pretended not to see them, and walked outside with a serious expression.

However, they could see that Hermione's cheeks were slightly flushed and her steps were a little hurried.

They looked at Kevin again, seemingly wanting an explanation from him.

"Well, I couldn't sleep last night, so I went to chat with Hermione, and I fell asleep over there while we were talking."

Kevin touched his nose; even he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

The teenagers weren't clueless little kids anymore; they looked at Kevin with a mixture of surprise and envy.

Kevin swears, I really just accidentally fell asleep last night and didn't do anything else!

Here's what happened last night...

Kevin couldn't sleep, so he sneaked (crossed out) and openly went to Hermione's girls' quarters. Ginny wasn't there; only Hermione was there.

Hermione was awakened by the noise outside. When she looked up, she saw Kevin the dog peeking his head in furtively.

"What are you doing up so late at night?" Hermione threw a pillow at her.

"Ahem, Hermione, Ron's talking in his sleep and snoring over there. I can't sleep, so I thought I'd check if you're asleep. Shall we chat?" Kevin said, a little guilty, rubbing his nose.

"...Come in." Hermione looked at Kevin's pitiful appearance, sighed helplessly, and let Kevin in anyway.

"Hehe~" Kevin immediately picked up the pillow that had been thrown at him with a grin and ran to Hermione's bedside with small steps.

This guy changes his expression faster than turning the pages of a book.

Kevin raised his hand and a flash of light enveloped the two of them.

"Hermione, can I sleep here tonight?" To everyone's surprise, Kevin dropped all pretense and revealed his true purpose as soon as he came in.

Hermione was taken aback by Kevin's bluntness.

She had imagined Kevin would shamelessly stay overnight, but she didn't expect him to be this shameless.

Then, blushing, she hit Kevin with a pillow, saying in a slightly shy and flustered tone, "Didn't you say we were just chatting?!"

"I didn't say that..." Kevin shamelessly leaned closer.

Hermione frantically tried to cover Kevin with a pillow.

"Hey, I sleep in the next bed, what's the panic?" Kevin said with a mischievous grin, looking at Hermione who looked like a frightened deer.

"Ugh... Go to hell!!"

Hermione blushed deeply at Kevin's antics, and finally couldn't help but yell, wrapping her fist in a pillow and punching Kevin.

"Ugh!" Hermione punched Kevin in the stomach.

Hermione, you're really ruthless...

Kevin flopped straight onto Hermione's bed and pretended to be dead.

Hermione was flustered again, afraid that she had gone too far and unsure how to deal with Kevin's shamelessness.

Of course, she wanted to sleep with Kevin too...

But you should at least have a procedure!

"Ouch, that hurts! Hermione, can you rub it for me?"

At this point, Kevin pretended to be pitiful and even crawled into Hermione's bed.

Hermione knew perfectly well that Kevin was faking it; how could her little fists possibly hurt Kevin?

Hermione's heart fluttered as she watched Kevin shamelessly squeeze in, but she didn't chase him away.

Hermione took a deep breath, trying to steady her heartbeat.

In the end, he reluctantly but affectionately reached out and rubbed Kevin's stomach.

Kevin was only wearing pajamas, and you could reach out and touch his firm abdomen and feel the warmth emanating from his body.

Hermione's breathing quickened, and her face turned as red as an apple, but she didn't stop. Instead, she slowly moved closer to Kevin's arms.

"Does it still hurt?"

Hermione asked softly, her tone gentle and endearing.

"Rub it again and it won't hurt anymore."

Kevin stopped being cheeky and spoke softly, pulling Hermione into his arms to gently feel her soft body.

Little Hermione didn't resist; she had fallen asleep in Kevin's arms like this last time too.

It's winter now, and Kevin's arms are so warm and comfortable. Once she came in, she didn't want to leave, Hermione thought to herself.

She snuggled closer to Kevin like a kitten, finding a more comfortable position.

Then, as she rubbed Kevin's warm belly, she slowly became sleepy and eventually fell into a deep sleep.

Kevin, holding Hermione in his arms, was enveloped by her warmth and softness and drifted into a sweet dream.

The flickering fireflies also discreetly faded away, and no one disturbed their night.

Then, in the morning, Hagrid's chickens began to crow.