The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

Although Christmas is still a few days away, the festive atmosphere is already strong.

One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke up from a dream to find several feet of snow all around and hard ice on the lake.

The Weasley twins were punished for enchanting several snowballs to chase Quirrell around and hit him on the back of his turban.

These two brothers were really powerful, and they were probably the only ones who dared to chase and fight Voldemort. Rolf secretly praised him as a warrior.

Several owls flew through the snowy sky to deliver the mail. They had gone through all kinds of hardships, and they had to recover their strength under Hagrid's care before they could continue to take off.

Everyone was eagerly awaiting the holidays, and although there were roaring fires in the Hufflepuff common room and Great Hall, the drafty corridors were freezing.

The window glass of the classroom was also rattled by the biting cold wind, as if something had been tapping on the window lattice.

The most devastating thing is that Professor Snape's classes are all held in the underground classroom, and a cloud of white mist forms in front of them when they exhale.

This made a group of young wizards feel miserable and had no choice but to get as close to their hot cauldron as possible to absorb the faint warmth.

Although Malfoy complained about Slytherin's failure in the Quidditch match, compared to poor Harry who couldn't go home, he still stepped forward and cared:

"I heard that you are planning to spend Christmas at Hogwarts? Do you want to come to my house?"

Harry smiled gratefully, and then said: "It doesn't matter. As long as I don't go back to the Dursleys, I'll be happy wherever I can spend the holidays. Just go home and enjoy your holidays. And Ron and Rolf will accompany them." mine."

Malfoy nodded thoughtfully, then returned to his seat and waited for Snape to start the class.

There were no Hufflepuff classes today, and the afternoon flying class was canceled due to snow.

Rolf was sitting at the Hufflepuff table with Justin and Ernie. The roommates were doing homework, but Rolf was contributing to The Quibbler.

He is trying hard to shift people's attention away from Rita Skeeter and towards the missing moral education and professional skills education in Hogwarts.

But he also knows that this kind of thing cannot be rushed and should be done step by step.

Since only Professor Snape has classes today, the other professors are also in the dining hall, carefully preparing for the Christmas party.

Hagrid was carrying fir trees into the hall, where Professors McGonagall and Flitwick were busy decorating the Christmas decorations.

"Ah, Hagrid, bring in the last tree and put it in the corner over there, okay?" Professor Flitwick was standing on a chair, directing the pendants to fly up with his wand.

He also used his wand to spray out bunches of golden bubbles and hung them on the newly moved Christmas tree.

From time to time, there are a few disobedient fairies flying around restlessly, which makes the Christmas tree even more mysterious.

The auditorium was beautifully and spectacularly decorated by the professors. The walls were covered with hanging ribbons of holly and mistletoe, and twelve towering Christmas trees were erected throughout the room.

Some trees were hung with shiny little icicles, and some were lit with hundreds of candles. The decorations on each tree showed the professors' careful thoughts.

Rolf noticed that there were four little ones following Hagrid, none other than Harry and Malfoy.

It seems like their Potions class is over?Rolf waved at them, flushing his presence angrily.

Rolf came over and greeted them, and Ron said enviously:

"I really envy you. I don't have any classes today, and I don't have to stay in that cold underground environment all morning. My hands and feet feel completely frozen!"

Rolf smiled and didn't say much. Hagrid turned back to them and asked, "How many days do you have until your vacation?"

"There's only one day left," Hermione said. "By the way, this reminds me that we still have half an hour until dinner. We should go to the library."

"Are you going to do your homework now?" Malfoy asked curiously.

"What's the homework? We have to continue looking for news about Nico Flamel," Harry said frustratedly.

"What?" Hagrid looked horrified. "Listen kids, I told you, what that big dog is guarding has nothing to do with you, stop it!"

"I think I've heard of him," Rolf said at this time.

Since they are not in the same college, although they can be seen every day during meals, they are all in a hurry and don't know what they are busy with.

If he had known that they were not studying hard, but were looking for Nico Flamel, he would have told them the information early.

In Hagrid's wide eyes, Rolf was pulled away by the three lion cubs, and Malfoy quickly followed.

"Stop, I just remember that he is an alchemist. I remember seeing him on the chocolate frog card?" Rolf easily broke free from the drag of the three little lions.

Apparently, they wanted to drag Rolf to the library?

Just kidding, dinner starts in half an hour, and Rolf doesn't want to miss out on a delicious lunch because of Nico Flamel.

Hermione seemed to suddenly remember something, clapped her hands and said, "I remembered it! I seem to have seen him in some book."

Then she turned around and ran away like a gust of wind, leaving Harry and Ron messy in the wind.

"How about..." Ron said in an uncertain tone, "We go to the restaurant to wait for her? After all, lunch is coming soon."

Of course, Harry happily agreed. After all, this also meant that they finally didn't have to go to the library and could enjoy the Christmas vacation.

After a while, Hermione ran back to the restaurant excitedly with a huge old book in her arms.

"I never thought to look for it here!" she whispered excitedly, "I borrowed this from the library a few weeks ago and wanted to read it for fun."

Ron asked in surprise, "Recreation?" But Hermione told him to be quiet and asked her to search for the book.

She began to turn the pages of the book quickly, mumbling something.Rolf and Malfoy sat with them with interest, wanting to see what they wanted to do.

Finally, she found it. "I know! I know!" Hermione shouted excitedly, but she seemed to remember that Snape was also in the hall, so she tried her best to suppress her excited screams.

"Nicholas Flamel," she said in a theatrical whisper, "is known as the maker of the Philosopher's Stone!"

But her words did not achieve the effect she expected. Obviously, the friends did not know what the magic stone was.

After seeing several people expressing doubts about the magic stone, Rolf explained:

The Philosopher's Stone is an ancient alchemy involving the refining of the Philosopher's Stone, a magical substance with astonishing powers.

The Philosopher's Stone can turn any metal into pure gold, and it can also create an elixir of life, so that people who drink this medicine will never die.

Hermione nodded excitedly and asked, "Do you understand? That big dog must be guarding Nico Flamel's Philosopher's Stone!"

I bet Flamel asked Dumbledore to keep it for him because they were friends.

And he knew that someone was trying to get the Philosopher's Stone, so he moved the Philosopher's Stone out of Gringotts. "

"Can a stone turn gold and make you immortal?" Harry said,

"No wonder Snape is also interested in it! Anyone would want to get it!" Seeing Harry once again focusing his eyes secretly on Snape, he said

Rolf had no choice but to interrupt again: "I don't think it's Snape. Snape himself is the master of potions, and the potions he refines are valuable but not marketable.

Although he cannot bring people back to life, he can still delay death.

And the magic stone is not as precious as you think. I have one at home. If he wants it, he can just ask someone to refine it. "

Harry was dubious about Rolf's statement. Obviously, in his opinion, everything the evil Snape did was wrong.

Sometimes a person's stereotype really has a great impact on how you get along with him. If Snape hadn't shown so much hostility to Harry, I believe Harry wouldn't always think Snape was a bad guy.

But then again, it is obviously impossible for Snape to show kindness to Harry unless Harry is dressed as a woman.