Chapter 74 Christmas Eve
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Duan Wei Li Mao
Chapter 74 Christmas Eve
"Kyle, let's build a snowman together!"
Fred and George greeted warmly and invited him to come too.
But Kyle refused without hesitation.
Their art is too advanced. The abstract modeling style, combined with the free and flexible line direction, all reveal an intriguing and mysterious atmosphere.
Kyle is just a layman with average ability and limited level, how dare he overreach his ability to participate in such a great project.
He doesn't deserve it.
……
Not far ahead, several little Hufflepuff wizards were surrounding the Black Lake.
The snow has caused a thick layer of ice to form on the Black Lake, and they are discussing whether to cut a hole in the ice and catch some fish for a delicious stargazing pie.
Next to it, several students were having a snowball fight. Kyle saw with his own eyes a senior Gryffindor student sneakily stuffed a rock into the snowball, aimed at a Slytherin and threw it.
It was just that his aim was a bit off. The specially made snowball drew an arc in midair and almost hit Professor Oren who was passing by.
"Sir, you must pay more attention when playing snowball fights, and don't mix stones into it."
Professor Oren flicked the snowball aside with his wand, "Since you may have been careless, I won't deduct your points this time, but it's not an example."
The Gryffindor nodded.
Everyone was having a good time, except for Filch who was very annoyed.
Because little wizards don't have the habit of shining shoes, when they return to the castle after snowball fights, they will leave a series of dirty footprints on the ground.
This undoubtedly greatly increased Filch's workload.
Later, he simply moved a chair and sat at the gate of the castle, and the little wizards were only allowed to enter the castle after they wiped their shoes.
In History of Magic class, Kyle fell asleep in only 30 seconds, and the quality of sleep was better than when he was in the dormitory.
If it wasn't for Connor pushing him when get out of class was over, Kyle estimated that he would be able to sleep until noon.
"People from both colleges are sleeping..."
Kang Na rubbed her red eyes, as if she had just woken up, "Why can't the school change to a professor of the History of Magic?"
"Probably because Professor Binns doesn't need a salary." Kyle shrugged.
Don't worry about anything else, as far as this is concerned, Professor Binns' position is irreplaceable.
Not to mention that he is open all year round and does not have various personal affairs like other professors. His attendance rate is maintained at [-]% all year round, which is very stable.
In addition, the history of magic exam questions are also very simple, as long as you read the textbook carefully before the exam, you should still get an "E".
So let alone the school director, even the headmaster, Dumbledore, would not agree to replace this chosen worker.
"The mean old bee."
Kyle pouted, expressing shame at Dumbledore's behavior of ruthlessly oppressing the older professor.
……
After entering December, the weather is getting colder and colder, but the little wizards have changed from the sluggishness of last month, and they are very excited every day.
Because the Christmas holidays are coming...
This means that they are about to usher in a full two-week vacation.
In this kind of atmosphere, it is difficult for students to concentrate on the class, and they always start to be in a daze when they are in class.
The professors deducted a few points at the beginning, trying to make them nervous, but it didn't help much.
It would probably work for a few minutes, and after a few minutes, they returned to the unlucky look they had before.
After discovering this, the professors simply left it alone.
It's like this every year, they've been used to it for a long time, and they won't talk about anything new before the holiday anyway, as long as it's not too much, they just turn a blind eye and close one eye, pretending they didn't see it.
Except, of course, for two professors.
Professor Binns didn't care about Christmas. In the history of magic class, he still used the tone of a requiem to describe the invention of the automatic stirring cauldron.
"The self-stirring crucible is a crucible that has been enchanted to automatically stir potions. It was invented by Guspard Singleton at the end of the 20th century, and he therefore..."
As for the other one, it was Professor Snape.
He doesn't care why the students are distracted, and he won't be merciful like other professors. As long as he is not a Slytherin, he will get three points if he is caught once.
With his unremitting efforts, by the day before Christmas, Slytherin's house score was already far ahead, even nearly 2 points higher than No.[-] Ravenclaw.
Professor Snape was very satisfied with this result.
Slytherin's sixth consecutive championship this year is stable!
The night before leaving school, Kyle ran into a flustered Hagrid in the auditorium.
It was the first time he had seen Hagrid since that day's Night Tour in the Forbidden Forest.
Mainly because of guilty conscience, the five of them have avoided Hagrid in the past month.
But now that we have encountered it, it's not easy to pretend not to see it.
Kyle stepped forward and waved his hands, "Hagrid, how are you?"
"It's Kyle." Hagrid lowered his head, "Sorry, I don't have time to chat with you right now, and there are still many things I haven't prepared yet.
Merlin's beard, I actually forgot that Hogwarts is on holiday tomorrow. I always thought that Halloween was only a few days away. "
While speaking, Hagrid didn't stop, and strode towards the outside of the castle.
Kyle had to trot all the way just to keep up with him.
"Need help?" Kyle asked.
"If you're not busy..." Hagrid thought for a while and said, "Can you get me some mistletoe for decoration? The dinner party is coming soon, and I'm afraid I'm running out of time."
"No problem at all."
Kyle and Hagrid went all the way to the cabin next to the Forbidden Forest.
Not far away are two fir trees with a diameter of about sixty or seventy centimeters, and a small pile of holly and mistletoe.
"Just take those decorative plants and leave the rest to me."
After speaking, Hagrid bent down and hugged the two fir trees with difficulty.
When Hagrid stood up, his face was blushing. Obviously, it was very difficult for him to lift two trees at once.
At this moment, Hagrid suddenly heard a voice behind him.
"Wingardim Leviosa!"
In the next second, he felt a sudden lightness on his body, and the two fir trees seemed to no longer exist.
Hagrid turned to Kyle in surprise.
"The floating spell...it's amazing!"
"You're exaggerating, Hagrid." Kyle shook his head and said, "Everyone can do this kind of thing."
"Yes... is it?"
Hagrid blinked in bewilderment, he didn't remember being like this when he was in school.
It's only been a few years, have Hogwarts freshmen become so outstanding?
"Kyle, let's build a snowman together!"
Fred and George greeted warmly and invited him to come too.
But Kyle refused without hesitation.
Their art is too advanced. The abstract modeling style, combined with the free and flexible line direction, all reveal an intriguing and mysterious atmosphere.
Kyle is just a layman with average ability and limited level, how dare he overreach his ability to participate in such a great project.
He doesn't deserve it.
……
Not far ahead, several little Hufflepuff wizards were surrounding the Black Lake.
The snow has caused a thick layer of ice to form on the Black Lake, and they are discussing whether to cut a hole in the ice and catch some fish for a delicious stargazing pie.
Next to it, several students were having a snowball fight. Kyle saw with his own eyes a senior Gryffindor student sneakily stuffed a rock into the snowball, aimed at a Slytherin and threw it.
It was just that his aim was a bit off. The specially made snowball drew an arc in midair and almost hit Professor Oren who was passing by.
"Sir, you must pay more attention when playing snowball fights, and don't mix stones into it."
Professor Oren flicked the snowball aside with his wand, "Since you may have been careless, I won't deduct your points this time, but it's not an example."
The Gryffindor nodded.
Everyone was having a good time, except for Filch who was very annoyed.
Because little wizards don't have the habit of shining shoes, when they return to the castle after snowball fights, they will leave a series of dirty footprints on the ground.
This undoubtedly greatly increased Filch's workload.
Later, he simply moved a chair and sat at the gate of the castle, and the little wizards were only allowed to enter the castle after they wiped their shoes.
In History of Magic class, Kyle fell asleep in only 30 seconds, and the quality of sleep was better than when he was in the dormitory.
If it wasn't for Connor pushing him when get out of class was over, Kyle estimated that he would be able to sleep until noon.
"People from both colleges are sleeping..."
Kang Na rubbed her red eyes, as if she had just woken up, "Why can't the school change to a professor of the History of Magic?"
"Probably because Professor Binns doesn't need a salary." Kyle shrugged.
Don't worry about anything else, as far as this is concerned, Professor Binns' position is irreplaceable.
Not to mention that he is open all year round and does not have various personal affairs like other professors. His attendance rate is maintained at [-]% all year round, which is very stable.
In addition, the history of magic exam questions are also very simple, as long as you read the textbook carefully before the exam, you should still get an "E".
So let alone the school director, even the headmaster, Dumbledore, would not agree to replace this chosen worker.
"The mean old bee."
Kyle pouted, expressing shame at Dumbledore's behavior of ruthlessly oppressing the older professor.
……
After entering December, the weather is getting colder and colder, but the little wizards have changed from the sluggishness of last month, and they are very excited every day.
Because the Christmas holidays are coming...
This means that they are about to usher in a full two-week vacation.
In this kind of atmosphere, it is difficult for students to concentrate on the class, and they always start to be in a daze when they are in class.
The professors deducted a few points at the beginning, trying to make them nervous, but it didn't help much.
It would probably work for a few minutes, and after a few minutes, they returned to the unlucky look they had before.
After discovering this, the professors simply left it alone.
It's like this every year, they've been used to it for a long time, and they won't talk about anything new before the holiday anyway, as long as it's not too much, they just turn a blind eye and close one eye, pretending they didn't see it.
Except, of course, for two professors.
Professor Binns didn't care about Christmas. In the history of magic class, he still used the tone of a requiem to describe the invention of the automatic stirring cauldron.
"The self-stirring crucible is a crucible that has been enchanted to automatically stir potions. It was invented by Guspard Singleton at the end of the 20th century, and he therefore..."
As for the other one, it was Professor Snape.
He doesn't care why the students are distracted, and he won't be merciful like other professors. As long as he is not a Slytherin, he will get three points if he is caught once.
With his unremitting efforts, by the day before Christmas, Slytherin's house score was already far ahead, even nearly 2 points higher than No.[-] Ravenclaw.
Professor Snape was very satisfied with this result.
Slytherin's sixth consecutive championship this year is stable!
The night before leaving school, Kyle ran into a flustered Hagrid in the auditorium.
It was the first time he had seen Hagrid since that day's Night Tour in the Forbidden Forest.
Mainly because of guilty conscience, the five of them have avoided Hagrid in the past month.
But now that we have encountered it, it's not easy to pretend not to see it.
Kyle stepped forward and waved his hands, "Hagrid, how are you?"
"It's Kyle." Hagrid lowered his head, "Sorry, I don't have time to chat with you right now, and there are still many things I haven't prepared yet.
Merlin's beard, I actually forgot that Hogwarts is on holiday tomorrow. I always thought that Halloween was only a few days away. "
While speaking, Hagrid didn't stop, and strode towards the outside of the castle.
Kyle had to trot all the way just to keep up with him.
"Need help?" Kyle asked.
"If you're not busy..." Hagrid thought for a while and said, "Can you get me some mistletoe for decoration? The dinner party is coming soon, and I'm afraid I'm running out of time."
"No problem at all."
Kyle and Hagrid went all the way to the cabin next to the Forbidden Forest.
Not far away are two fir trees with a diameter of about sixty or seventy centimeters, and a small pile of holly and mistletoe.
"Just take those decorative plants and leave the rest to me."
After speaking, Hagrid bent down and hugged the two fir trees with difficulty.
When Hagrid stood up, his face was blushing. Obviously, it was very difficult for him to lift two trees at once.
At this moment, Hagrid suddenly heard a voice behind him.
"Wingardim Leviosa!"
In the next second, he felt a sudden lightness on his body, and the two fir trees seemed to no longer exist.
Hagrid turned to Kyle in surprise.
"The floating spell...it's amazing!"
"You're exaggerating, Hagrid." Kyle shook his head and said, "Everyone can do this kind of thing."
"Yes... is it?"
Hagrid blinked in bewilderment, he didn't remember being like this when he was in school.
It's only been a few years, have Hogwarts freshmen become so outstanding?
