A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 643 Pre-Party
The next few days were lackluster as the students discussed how to celebrate the New Year and started packing their bags, but this had nothing to do with the members of the 'Animagus' class, who collectively chose to stay in school.

Because practicing Animagus transformation has a great impact on daily learning, no one wants to waste two weeks of vacation.In the lounge, Harry and the others were still trying to figure out how to fight against a small blade to make it obedient.

"Two days to Christmas," said Hermione irritably.

Harry's heart was pounding suddenly. "So we're about to get the mandrake blades?" he asked, and the full moon on Christmas night meant they had to bite the bullet and try, ready or not.

"Yes," said Hermione, pointing to a piece of parchment, "but there are two dinner parties waiting for us on the way to that little, lovely blade of grass... at this juncture! I never like Now I feel that the dinner party is boring..." She roughly erased a line of notes on the paper.

Harry knew that Hermione had a fanatical preference for preparations. She had collected suggestions from different people in various ways these days, but none of them was foolproof. She even forced Harry to call Sirius in advance, and then Pretend to show up inadvertently and conjure up a list of questions prepared in advance.

"Professor Slughorn still refuses to stop. I don't know what's going on this time?" He said with deep feeling.

Ron shrugged. In addition to the Christmas dinner, they had to attend a personal dinner hosted by Professor Slughorn tonight, because most of the students would go home tomorrow.

"Actually, his small party was pretty good. Not only did he have good food, but he also got to meet famous wizards..." Ron narrowed his eyes and said with reminiscence, "Do you know Gwenog Jones? The captain of the Holyhead Harpies...you should have heard how he called me, 'Dear Mr. Sounds very comfortable. Too bad you weren't there that time."

Unlike Ron who participated in several slug club banquets, Harry's attitude was to run away if he could.

At first it used Quidditch training as an excuse, and then the players couldn't stand it and started rebelling, and blocked him in protest while he was changing in a single room in the locker room. Harry was horrified to hear Creevey's voice, for To keep the Gryffindor Quidditch captain from tomorrow's headlines in The Wall, he had to humiliatingly agree to stop the dreaded practice of having to practice every night...

Fortunately, he quickly found an alternative - falsely claiming to have an appointment with Professor Bagshot and drink tea in his office.Sometimes they even pull in Neville, who is also not used to the atmosphere of the banquet.

Harry felt rather regretful, because Professor Bagshot was only willing to discuss magic and current affairs with him now, and no longer talked about his past experiences—especially those related to the dark wizard Grindelwald. To express opinions around the Muggle ban on guns, the last time was the impact of the emergence of exclusive wands on the next few decades.

"...I personally support it. After all, I have also benefited from it. If you don't believe me, you can see—" Grindelwald said, pointing to the two of them. ..."

For a moment Harry felt like he was sitting in a History of Magic class, and Neville felt the same way, but privately they thought that if they had been taught by Professor Bagshot instead of Professor Binns, they would have a good chance of passing their OWLs.

However, Professor Bagshot hinted at Harry at the time that he had found a travel notebook in the depths of the library, which recorded "some interesting things".

"Probably from students of that era," he explained.

Harry was going to spend the holidays poking around, at least to pass the time.He had a hunch that this holiday would become very boring, and many activities, such as snowball fights, would not be possible.

"...Sirius and Professor Happe's suggestions are similar," Hermione muttered, "but I personally think that the rune amulet works better... Fred and George... oh, the proposal of Fat Tongue Toffee It's too stupid. But if it can be improved... No, absolutely not! Madam Pomfrey's suggestion is good, the dream potion can obviously improve sleep... It's just not safe, as for the water of life and death..."

"Life and death water?" Harry looked at her in surprise, and cried out, "Hermione, you don't believe Snape's nonsense, do you?" Ron was also taken aback.

"Oh, I wouldn't," said Hermione, "that would delay the normal class."

The 'Animagus' class was highly discussed. According to Nearly Headless Nick, "Animagus has never been taught with such fanfare since Hogwarts was founded."So this topic is not only popular among students (the house points of the four colleges have dropped sharply during this period), but even professors are getting involved.

So far, Professor McGonagall has devoted half of a class to explaining the learning requirements of Animagus, and the other half of the time to give examples of the consequences of those wizards who overwhelmed themselves in history-this part is composed of one by one. Horror stories, basically abbreviated versions of her notes; short Professor Flitwick, of goblin blood, introduces students to an anti-eavesdropping magic—

"Effective on any living thing and prevents mosquito bites!"

Harry suspected that the spell was targeting Rita Skeeter, whose beetle form was no secret.

Professor Bagshot complied with public opinion and temporarily inserted the content of 'forced appearance'.

In addition to what Harry saw with his own eyes, he also heard that Trelawney talked about how to use Tarot cards to guard against 'sneaky villains' in her improvement class. She said that she saw insects with six legs in the crystal ball. approach her.And Snape mentioned in his class to the fifth graders that if it was him, he would prepare a pair of life-dead water and sleep directly for a month.

Ginny had told him about it.

"He's playing tricks, he's not being kind—anyone can see that," she said angrily.

Just as Harry checked the time for the third time, an owl flew in through the window with snowflakes in its feathers, and it dropped a heavy package on Ron's head.

"Christmas presents? So early?" Harry asked with some surprise.

"No," Ron said as he tore off the wrapping paper, "It's Collins, didn't I tell you that she was in Hogsmeade? I asked her to bring me something, and she was idle anyway... oh ..." He looked at the small card and said in a drawn out tone.

"what happened?"

"She's leaving, and that Carlotta Pinkstone really seems to be planning to retire at the Three Broomsticks," said Ron. "After all, the Ministry of Magic can't keep two Aurors exhausted, can it?" A few quills, magic erasers, socks, and other miscellaneous things were found from the package. Harry just wanted to take a closer look, but was stopped by Ron.

"There's your Christmas present in here," said Ron warily.

At eight o'clock in the evening, they and Neville showed up in Slughorn's office.It was a completely different place, with Christmas trees strewn with icing and candied fruit for free, a dozen or so legless tables scattered about the room, and Harry saw a man waving, the one closest to him A floating table floated in front of him with a load of delicacies.

A brisk and melodious music came, and Harry was [-]% sure that it was the Weird Sisters.

But the biggest difference is the difference in numbers.Harry estimated there were at least a hundred people there, and - most of them were adult wizards.He was dumbfounded. Did Professor Slughorn call back all the previous members of the Slug Club?

These people were dressed in different clothes, shuttling through the office that seemed to have been cast with a traceless stretching spell. Moaning in surprise and half in shock: "Mom and Dad?"

Harry and Ron hurriedly followed her gaze, both startled, there were too many acquaintances.It's not just the Grangers, Professor Slughorn seems to have invited quite a few parents of the students (especially those who can't go home for the holidays), the Weasleys, the Longbottoms, the Malfoys...Harry also saw Er Nee McMillan and Cormac McLaggen, dressed in elaborate gowns and bows, sit next to a middle-aged couple, and it's Sirius and Amelia Bones who talk to them .

"Hey, you guys, long time no see." A familiar teasing voice came from behind.

Harry turned his head sharply, and there was a pair of twins looking at them lazily, it was Fred and George!They both looked like successful people, with one hand in their pocket and the other hand holding a goblet, with a smile on their mouths, as if they were copied out of a mirror.

"Looking at your expressions, it seems that no one told you? Oh, these parents are really bad..."

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