Sighing helplessly, Jamini turned over and jumped down from the observatory. With the spider silk pulling, several rises and falls came to the flat ground not far below the Gryffindor Tower.

"Huh... the spider web looks really good. How did it make it? Can he sell some to us?"

The twins lay on the armrest of the observatory and looked curiously.

"I think if you don't have the strong body of Mr. Fox, the only ending of your use of that thing is to break your neck," Dumbledore kindly advised.

"Not necessarily." Fred pinched his chin seriously: "Maybe it will get stuck on the fence."

"Then string the eggs into a bunch."

"Oh my god, this sounds really scary!"

"I already felt a chill under my crotch."

Dumbledore couldn't help laughing when the twins said that he admired the twins, and they always brought laughter to others under any circumstances.

At this time, Jamini had already put fireworks on the flat ground, all of which were just ordinary fireworks. The classification of this thing in the weapon store is logistics support.

For example, when a war is won, a firework is set off or something.

Of course, this is not the most irrelevant. There are white flags sold in weapons stores...

Meanwhile, the Gryffindor Tower, girls' dormitory.

Hermione leaned against the bedside and looked at the book quietly under the dim light.

She was holding a heavy magic book in her arms, and her expression seemed to be a little undepressed.

Her birthday was twelve o'clock, and this was the first birthday she spent outside in her life and the first birthday without a birthday gift.

Fred is right. No one will sleep on time when it is his birthday the next day, at least young people will not.

He closed the magic book in dismay, and Hermione leaned against the head of the bed, quietly recalling what had happened in recent months.

One morning she suddenly received a letter from Hogwarts and was told that she was a little wizard.

Then in the afternoon, Professor McGonagall suddenly visited and met Jamini in the garden. He was carrying a baseball stick and stepping on the miserable little fat man. Except for a beautiful face, he looked like a villain no matter how he looked.

The next day I went to Diagon Alley, where there were wizards everywhere and there were many interesting things.

Then he came to Hogwarts and was assigned to Gryffindor.

After arriving here, she had to face everything alone when she left her parents.

She regretted not buying an owl, otherwise she would have sent a letter or something to her home.

Since coming to Hogwarts, Hermione has always been in a panic.

Because many of her classmates are from wizard families, she is worried that she can't keep up with her studies, is worried that she will make mistakes, and is worried that she, who is a Muggle, will be looked down upon by others, so she studies hard and wants to make herself better.

Hermione is proud, but also inferior.

If you peel off the appearance of excellent grades, you can see her uneasy and panic-hearted.

call out----

Bang!!!

Suddenly, a brilliant red light burst out from outside the window and shone on Hermione's white little face.

He turned over and got out of bed and came to the window. The red light exploded and turned into a golden waterfall hanging down from the sky. The golden light was instantly imprinted in Hermione's clear pupils.

The east wind blooms at night, thousands of flowers and trees blow down, and the stars are like rain.

The little girl has never experienced the profoundness of Chinese culture, but when faced with such beautiful fireworks, I believe that people all over the world should have the same mood.

Immediately afterwards, as if a gunpowder barrel was lit, dozens of rays of different colors flew into the air, and clusters of fireworks completely enveloped the sky above Hogwarts Castle.

The colorful fireworks bloom freely in the sky, and against the backdrop of the ancient castle, it has a fantastic beauty.

Hermione stood in front of the window in a daze, and a tear was unconsciously brought into the corner of her eyes.

Parvati and Ravend, who were sleeping together, were awakened by the sound of fireworks. They were standing in front of another window, jumping excitedly.

Ai —

A spider silk stuck to the window, and then a black figure appeared in front of the window.

Facing Hermione's astonished gaze, Jamini knocked on the window with a smile.

"Jimine? Why are you..." Hermione opened the window, then seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but open her mouth: "You set the fireworks?"

"Happy birthday, Miss Granger." Jamini smiled gently, waved to Parvati and the others who were opening their mouths beside him: "Good evening, I'm upset, are you going to come together?"

Parvati and Ravend looked at each other and couldn't help but giggle: "No, we won't bother you anymore. I wish you all a happy time."

Jamini nodded gently, and then...

Ai —

A spider silk stuck to Hermione's pajamas. Jamini stretched out his hand and grabbed the little girl's soft waist with one hand. He flew off the tower in Hermione's scream.

After several ups and downs returned to the observatory, Fred and George immediately cheered loudly, while Dumbledore wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at the fireworks that were still blooming in the sky with distant eyes.

"It's so good to be young..."

At this time, the towers of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were brightly lit, and the students got up one after another and surrounded the window to watch the grand fireworks performance.

In order to attract Old Felch's attention, Jamini made a lot of fireworks, enough to set them off for a while.

"Professor Dumbledore...and Fred and George?"

Jamini let down his face with a flushed look, and Hermione looked at the three people in front of her in shock.

"Good evening, Miss Granger." Dumbledore smiled kindly: "It's just twelve o'clock now, so... Happy birthday."

"Happy birthday, Miss All-Miss." The twins said with a smile.

He glanced at Jamini blankly, and Hermione opened her mouth with uncertainty: "Does Hogwarts have a tradition of celebrating a newborn's birthday?"

"Of course there isn't." Dumbledore thought for a while: "But this is a good proposal."

"Is the professor going to change the school rules?" Fred's eyes lit up: "We can help."

"I think I'll forget it." Dumbledore kindly declined Fred's proposal: "I met Mr. Fox on the way to the night tour. He seemed to want to celebrate your birthday, so we went to the kitchen to get a birthday cake, but unfortunately, the astronomical class was over a bit early today."

Jamini waved his hand and a huge birthday cake appeared in front of everyone.

Hermione looked at Jamini in surprise. She didn't pay much attention to the cake.

"How do you know my birthday?"

Jamini shrugged: "There is a room in Hogwarts that records the names of all the wizards born in the UK, and I happened to see them."

"Ha, we've been to that room, too." Fred said happily.

"We also want to try to change the name or something."

"As a result, George was stabbed hard on the back of his hand by the quill..."

Hermione: “…”

"So, make a wish, Miss Granger." Dumbledore waved his hand and a lit small candle appeared directly above the cake.

"Do you want us to sing you a birthday song?" George suggested.

Jamini smiled: "Forget it for birthday song..."

"Happy birthday to you--"

Before Jamini finished speaking, Dumbledore and the other three had already started singing...
Chapter completed!