"Chudley Cannons uniform! Is it the Chudley Cannons uniform?"
"Yes, Fred, this is the Chudley Cannons uniform!"
The Weasley twins shouted excitedly. No Quidditch lover would dislike this gift, not to mention that they are active Gryffindor Quidditch members.
Is it the Chudley Cannons that Ron always talks about?
Harry was a little surprised that Damon would give him such a gift - it was too expensive, and Ron was looking at him with a wolf-like look, which made Harry quite uncomfortable.
"Do you want to see it?"
He picked up the uniform in the box, and his movements were so gentle as if he was taking out some rare treasure, and handed it to Ron, who looked almost demented.
The Chudley Cannons, who had won the League Cup 21 times, were still Ron's most obsessed team despite their poor performance in recent years. The posters on the ceiling of his room were all of the Chudley Cannons.
"Can I?"
Ron took the bright orange uniform in a daze, looking at the two black letters "C" and a speeding cannonball printed on it, almost in a state of dementia.
He suddenly felt a little jealous - Damon actually gave Harry such an expensive gift? This uniform alone would probably cost more than fifty gold galleons!
"Wait, there's more underneath!"
Fred suddenly shouted.
Harry looked carefully, and under the orange Cannon uniform, there was a magpie quietly lying - it was the uniform of the Montrose Magpies!
This is the team that has won the most League Cups so far!
Not only that - Harry picked up the uniform, and there were indeed other uniforms lying underneath - the uniforms of the Holyhead Harpies, the Wimbledon Wasps, and the four famous teams were all here!
"This is really -"
Harry picked up one and admired it, then carefully folded it and put it aside, then picked up the next one, flipped it left and right, and carefully put it away again - he looked at three uniforms like this, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The three Weasley brothers on the side also began to appreciate them one by one after getting his permission.
"What are you arguing about here?"
Percy Weasley poked his head in through the crack of the door with a dissatisfied look on his face.
He is the elder brother of the three brothers and the prefect of Gryffindor.
"Damn it! Where did you get it from!"
"Oh - Percy, if you stop preaching now, our great and kind savior Harry may consider letting you touch the uniform of your favorite team."
When George teased Percy, Fred quietly closed the door.
In the next half an hour, the four people completely forgot their original purpose. They put all their energy on the Quidditch uniforms and kept praising them.
Harry looked at the happy expressions of the three people and suddenly said:
"If Damon agrees later, I can give you one each."
The expressions of the three people looking at Harry changed completely - the meaning of collecting four uniforms together is completely different from that of a single piece.
However, this is Harry. He is never stingy in sharing, nor will he be jealous of his friends' achievements. If Damon knew what Harry had said about him, he would probably smile and say to Harry:
"Dude, you are the one who really has a great character."
The four chatted enthusiastically for a long time, discussing what kind of background Damon had, and why he was so arrogant?
At this time, Ron suddenly remembered something and jumped up from his seat:
"Damon must have given me a gift too, how could I forget!"
He happily opened all the gifts, leaving the three gifts he thought were most likely from Damon until the end and opened them.
Even Percy was curious about what gifts the wealthy Damon would give.
The three gift boxes were all of the same style, square boxes, and the packaging was exquisite. The clothes were all inside, but
"Oh."
Ron called out stupidly, looking a little dull.
Fred and George looked at each other, and saw the apology flashing in each other's eyes. Percy also stopped talking.
Ron picked up the card on the ground and read it silently.
[I noticed that your clothes don't fit well. Please forgive me for taking the initiative, but I think that decent clothes represent a man's face, and in my eyes, you are certainly a real man. Merry Christmas to you, Ron - Damon White]
His eyes were moistened instantly.
The tears came so quickly and so full that Ron couldn't even hide them or pretend to ignore them. He wiped away the hot tears with the back of his hand and said before his three brothers spoke:
"Can I be alone for a while? I'll meet you at the party in ten minutes."
The Weasley twins didn't laugh at him, and Percy didn't preach - because his family was poor, Ron had been wearing their old clothes, no matter how he protested and didn't like it, it was useless.
But now, this problem was solved by his classmates.
Harry was the last one to leave the room.
Before closing the door, he looked at Ron again - he was kneeling in front of the three gift boxes, his back lonely.
In fact, he knew Ron's family background very well, but he didn't know how to do it so as not to hurt his self-esteem.
Damon is the most suitable person to do this.
"Click." The door closed gently.
Ron quietly opened the three gift boxes, letting his tears fall.
Only he knew that when he saw the gift Damon gave Harry, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart - he was the one who liked the Chudley Cannons the most, and Damon knew it, but he gave such a gift to Harry.
But now - even he himself couldn't tell whether he wanted the three gifts in front of him or the ones like Harry.
After all, Quidditch uniforms can only be collected, but the three boxes in front of him are closely related to his daily life.
For the first time, Ron felt ashamed of his despicable thoughts.
With guilt and gratitude, he opened the first gift box.
The box was quite large, and it contained two sets of casual clothes.
One set was a white shirt with dark gray slim pants, and a simple dark green turtleneck sweater was worn inside. There was even a pair of black leather boots placed upside down in the corner, which was very elegant.
The other set was an orange checkerboard shirt, khaki pants of the same color, and two ties, one purple and one orange.
He opened the second box.
Inside were three new plain work robes, a peaked hat, a pair of dragon leather gloves, and a winter cloak.
All were brand new, and - at first glance, they fit much better than the ones he was wearing.
Regular clothes, wizard robes, then what was in the third box?
Ron opened the gift box and saw an exquisite dress - the dress was a deep burgundy color, the fabric was delicate velvet, the collar was a classic V-shaped design, there was an exquisite silver embroidery line on the chest, extending from the collar to the chest, and the cuffs were long and slightly tightened.
The pants on the lower body were tailored trousers, the color echoed the top, the slim design, and the lines were smooth.
Even in his dreams, Ron never thought that he would have such a dress.
Besides, formal clothes are only worn by second graders, and Damon has prepared them for him now. Ron carefully changed into new uniforms and wizard robes, put the gifts back into the box, and put them away carefully.
After doing all this, he washed the dried tears with water and took a deep breath.
Thinking of what Damon said, "Decent clothes represent a man's face", he silently tied the loose tie and walked out the door.
Outside the windo
w, the white snow was still flying, covering the ground.
The snow accumulated on the branches suddenly collapsed.
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