Chinese students at Hogwarts

Early the next morning, the little wizard, who was about to go back, enjoyed a sumptuous meal in the Christmas-style auditorium and then happily talked about his holiday plans.

Compared with the ignorance in the first grade, everyone is now much more proficient.

Their wardrobes were empty, their things were packed into suitcases, and they were all sent to the carriage by the industrious elves.

Notices were sent to every student, warning them not to use magic during the holidays ("This thing is just a piece of waste paper." Malfoy said with a curled lips).

The first-year wizards followed Hagrid on board the fleet of boats crossing the lake.

Because the lake is empty and covered with thick ice, the boats are actually just gliding on the ice.

The senior wizards who didn't need to take the boat grinned happily as they watched the first-year little Doudin shivering in the biting cold wind, shrinking his head like a little quail.

Ron looked at it with his mouth open for a while, then asked in confusion:

"Why do we have to walk on the lake? It's frozen now!"

Harry guessed: "Perhaps some kind of magic has been cast on the carriage so that the first years can't sit on it?" He pointed to the empty place in front of the carriage.

In fact, there are thestrals there. Only those who have witnessed death can see them. Zhang Xiao can see them, but he can't remember when he has witnessed death.

But Harry couldn't figure out why because he couldn't see. He had obviously witnessed death more than once.

"How could it be so boring?" Malfoy snorted and joined the discussion: "I think it might be something like a lesson, letting them blow the cold air so that they who have just learned magic and their heads are hot will not go back and wave. The wand does something."

Although Malfoy was annoying, both Harry and Ron felt that what he said made sense, especially Harry himself, who especially wanted to use magic during the summer vacation of his first year.

Hermione raised her head from the thick book, stared at these three wise men, frowned in disbelief and asked:

"I thought that after what happened in the past two years, you would pay attention to "Hogwarts: A History of the School"!"

The little witch made sharp criticism:

"If you really read it, even if you only read the first page, you will find it clearly written on it that when the four founders first came to Hogwarts, they took a boat across the lake to the castle.

Therefore, every new student will use this method to commemorate the four great founders of the college. This is why every small boat must carry four people! "

The three Maharo looked at each other and suddenly chatted loudly about interesting things about the Charlie Artillery Team, but the faces of the three of them were a little too red.

Time passed quickly, and Malfoy and Harry finally got rid of their previous embarrassment.

They had already boarded the Hogwarts Express, chatting and laughing all the way, watching the gradually changing scenery outside the window.

The train passed through Muggle towns. They ate Bibi's multi-flavor beans and looked forward to this Christmas.

A few days ago, Linlangtian Villa.

Ever since their son said he wanted to invite his classmates to his home for Christmas, the couple got busy.

Hot knowledge, except for the so-called Christmas that is hyped up by later generations of merchants, there are also some people who don’t know how to evaluate it. The vast majority of Chinese people are not interested in Christmas at all.

Even after staying abroad for more than ten years, Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu have never celebrated Christmas once, and they don't even know how foreigners spend it.

Besides the Christmas tree and giving gifts, what else do you need to prepare for Christmas?

"Mr. Sir, look at this -" Li Qingshu held up a book called "The British Christmas Cookbook", which is said to be the thinnest book in the world (the other book was juxtaposed with a German joke), and pointed to the pattern on it.

He said in surprise: "Look at this paragraph. Every British family cannot do without Christmas pudding on Christmas night. Christmas pudding contains almonds, apples, candied orange peel, nutmeg, cinnamon, brandy-soaked raisins and other sweet ingredients. . In addition, interesting baubles were added: a silver thimble (representing frugality), a wishing bone or a sixpence coin (symbolizing good luck), and a small anchor (symbolizing a safe harbor)."

Zhang Chengdao put down the "Illustrated Christmas Decoration Arrangement" in his hand, leaned his head over, looked at the album in his wife's hand, and touched his chin:

"Hey, why do I think it's similar to the Chinese stuffing dumplings and glutinous rice balls with copper coins inside?"

Li Qingshu smiled and nodded: "I think so too."

She flipped through a few more pages, and soon reached the end. She stretched out, picked up her notes, took a rough look at them, and said confidently:

"No problem. I thought I would prepare it just like the Chinese New Year. It's quite simple. The main meal is roast turkey, and the main ones are desserts and pies. The drinks are eggnog and mulled wine."

As she spoke, Li Qingshu frowned:

"But aren't these dishes a little short? There are a lot of people here. How about we prepare some more hard dishes? Last time we went to catch seaweed for Xiaoxiao, we ate a lot of good dishes."

Zhang Chengdao thought for a while and nodded heavily:

"I think it will work. Let's make more. One turkey for the main dish is really not enough. You can't have one turkey per person, right?"

"Well, that's settled, Mr. Master, where are you?"

"The process is no problem." Zhang Chengdao took the decoration book and asked some details from the neighbors in Chinatown: "Look, it's mainly Christmas trees, Christmas crackers, Christmas stockings and some other decorations."

"Is it that simple?" Li Qingshu took the illustrated book and flipped through it casually. It was really like that.

"I've also seen Christmas crackers. They are probably a kind of firecracker with some small toys hidden inside, but ordinary crackers will definitely not satisfy these children, so we have to get creative.

I remember that Fifth Senior Sister is good at using thunder with her palms. Our Fifth Senior Sister is also responsible for the communication fireworks in Longhu Mountain. Why don't you ask her for advice and see if you can come up with something powerful to surprise everyone? "

Li Qingshu nodded in agreement and said:

"how about you?"

Zhang Chengdao stood up and said confidently:

"I'll take care of the Christmas tree!"

"Isn't there a bigger one?"

Why didn't Zhang Chengdao expect that the Christmas tree he thought he had in hand turned out to be the most difficult problem to solve?

It’s not that there are no Christmas trees for sale in the UK. On the contrary, because Christmas is approaching, sales of Christmas trees are very hot.

Those Christmas trees were beautifully decorated, but the problem was - they were too small.

This is not a traditional British Christmas with a few people, but a dozen people. How can a Christmas tree over one meter high be enough?

"Sir, this is the highest we have, there is no higher one."

Although the Asian man's request was strange, the salesperson still answered seriously.

"Okay, I'll look for it again."

Zhang Chengdao sighed, turned and left.

The salesman shrugged and looked at the 10-foot-tall Christmas tree next to him. Isn't this tall enough?

Although you can find someone to do this for you, according to the information Zhang Chengdao learned, it is best to buy things like Christmas trees yourself.

Just like the dumplings that Chinese people make during the New Year, few people use quick-frozen dumplings instead.

If many things are done for the sake of convenience and trouble, they will lose their original meaning and the flavor contained in them will be diluted.

For example, the electronic firecrackers that emerged later, and short messages to send New Year greetings.

Even though he ran so far in vain, Zhang Chengdao still hoped to buy a Christmas tree by himself.

This is the Chinese way of hospitality. When friends come, they have good wine, and when wolves come, they have shotguns.

There were not many people on the street, and many people had smiles on their faces.

The aftermath of last year's economic crisis has gradually passed, and life seems to be much better than before. But no matter good or bad, we must always move forward. Why should we think about those bad things during this holiday?

Zhang Chengdao watched for a while, then grabbed a middle-aged man, and after asking about a nearby place selling Christmas trees, he took another step forward.

After finally finding a Christmas tree seller that seemed to be quite large, Zhang Chengdao didn't wait to ask.

The pot-bellied salesman waved his hand in disgust, as if to ward off an annoying fly:

"Get lost!"

Zhang Chengdao's face turned cold. Great Britain was not as gentleman as he showed. In fact, Britain has always been the hardest hit area by racial discrimination.

However, it is indeed rare to encounter racial discrimination when buying a Christmas tree. This mentality of "celebrating the New Year" is not only shared by the Chinese. Even if you have thoughts on this kind of thing, you usually don't show it.

This is really the first time.

"I didn't hear clearly just now, what are you talking about?"

The fat white man got close to him, poked Zhang Chengdao's chest with his stubby fingers, and said word by word:

"The yellow-skinned monkey also wants to celebrate Christmas? Listen up, I won't sell my Christmas to you despicable people——"

His unfinished words suddenly turned into a short scream.

A smile appeared on Zhang Chengdao's face. Well, maybe the Christmas tree will fall on him.

Hey, I didn't want to use violence.

"Sir, this is the largest fir tree we can find so far. What do you think?"

The white man with a bruised nose and swollen eyes rubbed his hands, nodded and bowed and asked.

"Not bad -" Zhang Chengdao patted the thick trunk, looked up at the almost 10-meter-tall fir tree, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, then this is the one."

Pointing their fingers together into a sword, Zhang Chengdao concentrated slightly, a faint golden light suddenly lit up on his fingertips, and he suddenly waved his arm and cut across the tree trunk.

Under the confused eyes of the white man, he pasted a yellow talisman on the tree trunk, then easily lifted the huge tree trunk like a pole, and turned around and said:

"Do you have a decoration business?"

The white man opened his mouth, and his horrified eyes glanced back and forth between the giant spruce and Zhang Chengdao. Damn it, is he Superman?

After swallowing hard, he noticed that Zhang Chengdao's face was getting more and more impatient, and he trembled hurriedly:

"Of course, sir, I promise, it can be decorated in just one day - no, 2 hours!"

The hands behind his back secretly pressed the text message delete button on the phone - "Take someone to the store, I want to teach a yellow-skinned monkey a lesson!"

The Dursleys, who lived at No. 4 Privet Drive, always said proudly that they were a very well-behaved family.

Please, please, they never have anything to do with mysterious and weird things, because they don't believe in those evil ways at all.

Vernon DeSiza loosened his least favorite tie, hummed a tune, looked at the crowded back seat through the rearview mirror, and thought of his little Dada again.

The school nurse still kept reminding herself that her lovely baby son was already much heavier than the average person. His size and weight were close to that of a young whale.

Hum, Dudley is so cute, he is just in the growth stage and still needs nutrition.

Besides, why should we lose weight? Vernon was very satisfied with his figure. This was the figure a man should really have.

I don't want my son to turn into a sissy nerd.

Traffic in London is as convenient as ever. When cars merge into traffic, the speed slows down.

After cursing angrily at the cars passing by for ten minutes, Vernon wiped the droplets from his mouth and became quiet briefly.

Soon, he couldn't help laughing again, because he saw a truck on the opposite side dragging a 30-foot-long fir tree.

"With such a tall fir tree, would anyone want to make it into a Christmas tree?"

Vernon laughed for a while, then was aroused by a car trying to cut in line. After rolling down the window and shaking his fist, Vernon followed the thin sissy on the other side and insulted each other again for several minutes, and won the final victory.

The long caravan finally started to move.

When Vernon drove out of the busy urban area and headed towards his warm home in Surrey County, the congestion immediately eased a lot.

Speaking of home, Vernon's thick eyebrows furrowed and his fingers tapped on the steering wheel significantly faster.

Ever since he adopted Petunia's nephew, his life seemed to have become a mess, and that regular, quiet life seemed to be gone forever.

Although she hated the kid named Harry, it was Petunia's attention. She didn't know what the old lunatic who taught people to do tricks said to Petunia, but she actually agreed to take in the boy.

To be honest, this kid has brought them a lot of trouble, but have you ever regretted it?

Vernon didn't think so, even if this kid turned his sister into a balloon, messed up important orders, and scared his precious son many times.

"But I love Petunia," Vernon muttered under his breath.

His eyes became gentle, and he recalled the scene of pursuing Petunia when he was young, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Because he loves Petunia and his wife, Vernon feels that he will not regret any of Petunia's decisions, not before, not now, and still not in the future. Who told me to love her?

As he stepped on the accelerator, Vernon suddenly wanted to go home quickly, spend time with his wife and children, and have a normal Christmas.

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It's still very stuck. p.s. I'm not whitewashing Vernon. The character of Vernon is actually very complicated. He doesn't treat Harry well and loves his family are two different things. They can't be confused. The two can't offset each other. Anyway, I don't think so. I really like the diode thinking of one black, all black, one white, all white, and I want to show the complexity of the characters.