Ashes of Hogwarts

It was already noon when the fire girl woke up and rushed to the auditorium.

Everyone was busy making arrangements in the auditorium.

Hermione ran around with the three little wizards, seizing every opportunity to do something to help the professors.

Then one point was deducted by Snape for disrupting order.

Overall, Slytherin earned two points.

Seeing that the almost completely different piles of sand in the hourglass were finally slightly different from before, Snape's face finally looked better.

If it weren't for Hermione's sake, he would have planned to deduct fifty points from Gryffindor on the grounds that Ron had led Draco astray.

"Hello, Illya, how are you feeling lately?"

Snape was the first to spot the firebender.

After all, he was standing at the entrance of the auditorium, and almost everyone had to pass by him.

"Feels good, thank you for the potion, Severus."

After saying hello to Snape, the fireproof girl came to a corner.

There was a nutritious meal prepared specially for her by the house elves.

The fireproof girl's appetite has been getting bigger and bigger recently, and she almost eats as much food as a Hagrid in one meal.

This year the Great Hall was decorated by Dumbledore himself.

He waved his wand, and brilliant magic shot out, decorating the auditorium with warmth and warmth.

It looks like this year is a reunion themed one.

Hermione and the others saw the right opportunity and got together.

So half an hour later, the small gap that had just been narrowed by Snape's influence-peddling was widened again.

even more.

Dumbledore gave each of the four little wizards ten points.

"Look, let me tell you, house points are best earned at times like this, especially when Principal Dumbledore is here."

Hermione had two buns on her head and was wearing an embroidered red cotton-padded jacket, and she was beaming with joy.

Ron and Harry nodded in approval, only Draco looked numb.

He had just been glanced at by Snape and felt threatened by death.

bang~

The door to the auditorium was kicked open, and the wind and snow in the sky were almost blown away by Snape who was standing at the door.

"Guys, I borrowed a big pine tree from Kunlun. Let's decorate it quickly."

In the wind and snow, a young professor in white robes was carrying a huge tree that was thicker than Harry when he came across.

The tree trunks are lush and green, and the crisp needles are still covered with dew.

Under the influence of the traceless stretching spell, the big tree was completely erected in the center of the auditorium.

"It's really high." Harry couldn't help but say.

"That's right." Ron and Draco agreed.

Ash clapped his hands.

From all corners of the auditorium, house elves appeared wearing messy folded Christmas hats.

They held colorful candies, and as their fingers flew, the candies were hung on the big trees one after another.

"I declare that whoever can be the first to get the chocolate hanging on the top of the Christmas tree after the party starts, I will grant him a wish within my ability!"

As Ash finished speaking, the little wizards present cheered.

"Hey Ash, listen to me, what I want to ask is, can I join?"

It was Hagrid who asked.

Of course he didn't have any wish, he just wanted to join in the fun.

"Of course! I mean, everyone here, including all the professors, but there is one thing." Ash raised a finger and showed a serious expression: "You can't use magic spells."

Such are the ups and downs of life.

When they heard that professors could also participate, the little wizards had already given up, but they were told that they could not use magic spells.

Now, even if it was impossible for him to get that wish, it would be a worthwhile trip to see the professors climbing trees in embarrassment.

Let those little wizards who go home for Christmas be envious.

I have seen someone teach tree climbing.

The dinner has begun.

Different from the slightly deserted Christmas dinners in the past, this year there were actually as many as half of the students staying on campus.

All students in the seventh grade who are about to graduate have stayed.

Around the huge Christmas tree, a row of round tables were set up in the auditorium, and on the tables was a steaming hot pot.

That's right, on Christmas day at Hogwarts, everyone eats hot pot together during the Chinese New Year.

The professors gathered around and talked.

With their wisdom, they could easily master the correct use of chopsticks, but they only got into a dispute when picking up vegetables.

Professor McGonagall was about to fish for the fat cow that she had put down, but was blocked by Professor Snape's chopsticks.

The two simply started to compete directly. For a while, you and I were going back and forth, with swords and swords flashing, and it was very lively.

The fat cow was finally caught by Dumbledore's chopsticks and entered the headmaster's mouth.

Ash had already hid aside with the fireproof girl.

The fireproof girl has her own little stove, and Ash eats and drinks there.

The professors are too cruel, but my little sister is still warm.

Even more fiercely competitive than the professorship was Harry's desk.

For some special reason, Hagrid sat with them.

So when he saw Hagrid's chopsticks, which were half as long as Harry's, scooping up the meat slices from the hot pot, Harry felt regretful.

Didn't he just want Hagrid to help him cheat in the tree climbing competition later, but now he doesn't even have anything to eat.

Draco tore off a turkey leg and chewed it expressionlessly.

Stupid Harry, why don't you eat some turkey now? Even this bottom food will be gone later.

"Master Ashes, can our children come to Hogwarts to study in the future?"

The fireproof girl picked up a piece of Feilong meat that had been stewed for a long time and took a bite. The flavor was overflowing.

Ash purposely found this after wandering around Changbai Mountain for a long time.

He served himself a small bowl of soup.

Not much, just enough to get a taste.

"Of course, this is our first home here. When our children reach school age, Hermione and the others will also grow up. Maybe some of our students will come to Hogwarts as teachers."

Ash looked at the little wizards and felt a little emotional for a moment.

Time flies so fast, and it’s been more than a year before I know it.

If this were placed in the soul world, I really wish time had stood still.

Two hours later, the dinner was over.

Ash was very happy that Peeves didn't come out to disturb the party, otherwise he would have been rolled into a ball by Ash and stuffed into the toilet in the girls' bathroom.

"Gentlemen and ladies, are you ready?"

Ash clapped his hands, and around the Christmas tree, the little wizards were eager to try.

As for the professors.

Although they looked calm on the outside, Ash could tell that their hearts were already in turmoil.

"start!"

With an order, the little wizards began to rush forward crazily.

Several house elves with red cloth bands on their heads were waiting aside, ready to catch the fallen students at any time.

"Go away!"

With Hagrid's roar, Harry was thrown into the Christmas tree like an innocent wombat.

His starting point has long been much higher than that of ordinary young wizards.