Chapter 139: Harry's presents

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Chapter 139: Harry's presents

"It's time for you to open your presents, Harry," his mother told him.

"That's right, you haven't opened any yet, and I can see that you have many," James gave him a mischievous smile.

"Harry!" Holly came running to him with the little golem in her hands. The golem was still holding her pendant. "Can I keep him?!"

"Holly…" Harry sighed. He gave her a piece of priceless jewelry that contained magical technology yet to be invented, and she was more interested in a wooden golem that any senior Hogwarts student could make.

'I mean… she is six. And now I have to explain to her that this golem is not going to last long…'

"Holly, dear." Lily must have noticed his issue and approached her daughter. "Harry made the golem using transfiguration. He transformed the candy box to make it look like this little fellow, but it will soon go back to looking like what it was before."

Holly gasped. "He's going to become a box?!"

"It was a box to begin with. Transfiguration can temporarily turn things into other things, but eventually, everything has to go back to being what it was," said James.

Holly didn't seem convinced yet.

"Is there no way to make it permanent?" asked Lyra, trying to help her sister.

"Mmm… I wouldn't say permanent," Harry spoke. "But as long as you supply a source of magic, you can extend the transfiguration indefinitely… I remember reading a story about a dark wizard who caught his wife cheating and turned her into a pig, then, using an unknown method, proceeded to maintain the transfiguration for over a decade until she died."

"Yikes…." Lyra looked disgusted.

"Harry… that was hardly an appropriate story…" Lily complained.

"But it does give me an idea…" He approached Holly. "You know, Holly? Why don't you give me some time, and I will make a more permanent golem for you?" He was lacking the materials at the moment.

"Really? And Goly won't have to go away?" Holly asked.

"I suppose not… I'll have it ready for your birthday, I promise."

Holly looked down at the golem. "Okay…" She placed the golem back on the table and waved it goodbye.

"Are you sure you can make that?" Lily whispered to him.

"Of course, who do you take me for?" He felt offended at the doubt.

Lily chuckled. She found it amusing seeing how prideful her son was when it came to magic.

"Well then, it's time for Harry to open his presents," James said.

"Presents!" Holly exclaimed.

"He said, Harry!. You already opened all of yours!" Lyra told her sister.

"Why don't you help me open some then?" Harry offered while looking at the pile of boxes. He did not expect to get this many.

Other than his parents, there were presents from Hermione, Neville, Daphne, and…

"Parkinson?" Lyra read the label on the box. "She sent you another present?"

"Did you say Parkinson?" James said with a frown.

"Pansy Parkinson, she is a girl from Slytherin," Lyra clarified. She did not know why her father reacted like that.

"And what did this girl send you?" Lily asked with curiosity.

Harry opened the box, revealing a beautifully crafted wand holster made of dragon hide. He also noticed the runic engravings.

'This is the same model that… so that's who she was. It also has an invisibility enchantment like mine.'

"That's not a bad gift; those holsters are very expensive," said Lily.

"That's nothing compared to the Nimbus 2001 she gave him earlier this month," Lyra commented.

"What?!" James probably said it louder than he originally intended. "Harry, why didn't you mention this?"

"That girl gave you a new Nimbus? Harry, that's a very pricey gift, even for a wealthy family like theirs. Why would she do that?" asked Lily.

"We don't know either!" Lyra exclaimed. "He won't talk about it." She gave Harry a quick glance.

"Harry?... you're not, like, with this girl…" Lily muttered.

"Please stop…" Harry groaned. "It's nothing like that. I just saved her when she fell from the stands on the day of my first Quidditch game, and she said she owed me a great debt. That's all."

"That happened? Why didn't I hear of that?" Lyra asked.

"Because I told no one, and I guess Slytherin girls don't like to gossip as much as Lavender." Harry opened the present that Daphne sent him.

It was a very elegant black robe with silver decorations and made of acromantula silk.

"Oh, that's so nice!" Lily got closer. "Daphne has good taste."

"Wait, we're not done with the whole Parkinson stuff," James huffed.

"What does Dad have against the Parkinsons?" Lyra asked her mother.

Lily made a complicated expression. "Well… let's just say that he and Lord Parkinson don't get along." That was quite an understatement.

"Mmm…" Lyra was not dumb. She knew there was more to it. Her father would not react so strongly otherwise.

"Yes, uh… we don't get along," James coughed.

"That's a shame…" Lyra glanced at the robes. "So Harry is not going to attend Parkinson's party then? Because those robes would have been great for it."

"What?!" shouted James.

"What party?" Lily looked at her son.

"Right, about that… there is a party in three days. Pansy's birthday… and I have been invited," Harry admitted.

"When were you planning on telling us?" Lily asked with disapproval in her eyes.

"Mmm… tomorrow?" Harry said. He wasn't really planning on telling them until the last moment because he knew how his father was going to react.

"Harry, come to my studio. We need to talk!" James looked furious.

'Something like that…' Harry thought.

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