Ashes of Hogwarts

Professor Illya is pregnant!

Of course, the first to know the news was the trio who came to visit, and then with Ash's tacit approval, all the little wizards at Hogwarts knew the news.

Overall, Hogwarts is a very harmonious and friendly family.

Especially under the leadership of young Dumbledore, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves even more.

The day after the news broke, Ash's office door was filled with blessing cards.

Of course, not for him.

These cards full of blessings from the little witch are all given to the fire-proof girls.

After all, no professor at Hogwarts has ever gotten pregnant while serving.

"Ilia, do you think we should go out and buy a house?"

Half lying on the bed, Ash held the fireproof girl in his arms and was looking through the cards sent by the little witches one by one.

He felt that this must have been planned, and the culprit was Hermione.

As for the reason?

It's simple. As Illya's goddaughter, her greeting card is actually placed on the top.

Be very careful.

Otherwise, the hand-drawn greeting card of a wonderful home would be at the bottom - only the first card sent would be like this.

"If Master Ashes wants to, then find a house."

Fireproof Girl actually likes the environment of Hogwarts.

Although the professor's lounge is not big, it is very cozy.

But she also knew Ash's concerns.

Hogwarts has too many people after all.

"Okay, I'll go find Dumbledore tomorrow and ask for the contact information of a real estate agent."

Ash gently kissed the fireproof girl's forehead and then covered her with a quilt.

"It's good for you and the child to go to bed early."

call.

A breeze blew and the magic lantern went out.

"Hate, it's still early."

In the dark night, there were sounds like this.

The days passed by.

Autumn turns to winter, and the sky is covered with heavy snow.

The annual Christmas has come again.

The fireproof girl's belly finally began to show her pregnancy. Her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, showing a nice curve.

According to Madam Pomfrey's observation, the child may be born much later than a normal baby.

At least ten months is certainly not enough.

Ash agreed.

After all, I am not a normal person to begin with.

As an evolved Ember, you wouldn't find it strange that Ash would be pregnant with this child for three to five to eight years.

The fireproof girl had to be pregnant for three years before she had this child, so Ash had no choice but to name him Nezha.

Then the kid and Norton fell in love and killed each other.

Of course, these are all jokes, just for those who have never watched "The Legend of Nezha".

Snape was really busy.

After all, his potion was for normal people, and the fireproof woman and the child in her belly were obviously not normal people.

So he could only stay in the potion room all day long, and prepare the appropriate potion according to the fire prevention girl's physical condition every day.

After all, it wasn't just Ash's child that was in this belly.

Still his godson.

wow~

Ash opened the curtains and looked out the window at the snow that was several feet deep.

On the white snow, several little wizards covered in white ran by from time to time. After accidentally tripping, hundreds of snowballs came from all directions and piled the unfortunate little wizard into a big snowman. .

After tucking the sleeping fireproof girl into bed, Ash put on a white robe with bronze dragon patterns embroidered with gold thread.

The thick big robe looks very warm at first glance.

At least that's what Ash thought, since he wasn't afraid of the cold.

The plush leather boots made a "crunching" sound when stepping on the thick snow.

Soon, he came to the snowman.

"professor."

Ron in the snowman had already dug a hole in the middle of the snowman's head. He was breathing hard and his little face was red from the cold.

There are obviously more little wizards staying at school this Christmas, and Ron who was turned into a snowman is the best proof.

Of course, he's not the only one.

Looking around, snowmen of all sizes are scattered everywhere on the snow.

Many snowmen have collapsed, obviously the work of the little wizard who escaped from trouble.

I believe that Ron participated in the production of many snowmen in it.

Seeing Ash arriving, the little wizards immediately dispersed.

What a joke, Professor Losric will participate in the game.

When the time comes, he waves his magic wand and everyone turns into a snowman.

Fortunately, Ash didn't catch up.

He looked at the snowman Ron carefully for a while, and then took out a carrot and two sapphires from his pocket.

[So there are actually carrots stuffed under such a luxurious robe. 】

Ron couldn't help but want to complain.

Then he saw the carrot directly hit the hole he had just made.

Outside the snowman, Ash finally covered it with a cone that said "Biochemicals, please keep away."

After carefully examining his masterpiece for a while, Ash clapped his hands with satisfaction and left.

When Ron broke free, he realized that the snowman's head looked exactly like an enlarged version of his own.

It’s just social death.

He wanted to take the head off and take it back to the dormitory. Even if it didn't work out, he had to hide it so that no one could see it, but he found that he couldn't do it.

"I hate Transfiguration."

Ron cursed in a low voice, but did not notice the tabby cat covered in snowflakes quietly passing by him.

Professor McGonagall squinted her eyes and wrote down Ron's name in the little notebook in her heart.

If this kid is not good enough, he will have to be taken out to practice alone when the time comes.

In the distance, a huge dragon roared across the sky.

It likes to fly at a low position and roll up snowflakes all over the white ground.

On its head, a snowy owl stood there majestically with its eyes narrowed.

As a pet, Hedwig was rarely used to deliver letters, causing her to be depressed for a long time.

But recently, it has also figured out that its companions are living a 007-style life, and their food is not as good as its own.

The most important thing is to ride on the dragon.

.Hedwig opened her mouth, and a sharp scream echoed in the air.

As if to say.

"Hello World!"

"You're so energetic, Hedwig."

Next to the hut, Hagrid handed Ash a small and exquisite hand warmer.

He made it himself, every professor has one.

Harry and the others also have it.

"Other owls are not as active as Hedwig at this season."

Hagrid breathed out a sigh of relief.

Hedwig is a snowy owl, and is naturally more tolerant of cold weather than other owls, and she eats countless good things around Ash.

The incomplete souls are fed one lump at a time, and they are never stingy.

"Speaking of which, did you receive the gift I gave you?"

Ash hugged the small heater and huddled in his robe, trying to look as cold as possible.

"Not yet," Hagrid said with a somewhat impatient expression: "Dumbledore said that this year's gifts in the school will be delivered to the residence by elves after the dinner, so I don't even know what surprise you have given me."

He stretched out his fingers, which were thicker than the carrots Ash held out, and made a little gesture.

"Reveal a little Ash, just a little."

Unfortunately, this proposal was rejected verbally by Ash.

"Now that I've said it, can it still be called a surprise?"