Retirement from Hogwarts

With Hermione's darkening and her ideas, Jack's poor employees had to get ten times the salary and get busy happily on Christmas Eve.Jack and Hermione fell asleep happily after spending a small but joyful Christmas Eve dinner.Early the next morning, when Jack was dragged from bed to the common room by Hermione, all he could think about was the discussion he had with his subordinates last night on the newly developed virtual world system Bill Gates invested in last night. of mobile space hub plans.

"How come there are so many?" Jack asked a little collapsed, looking at the gift boxes that almost covered the entire common room in the castle that was empty except for the two of him. "Last year there wasn't even half of what we had here."

"Who told you to return a gift to everyone who gave you a gift last year?" Hermione said with a gloating smile. "They probably think this is a good opportunity to cooperate with you. After all, didn't the two uncles surnamed Ma only invest in you after they gave you gifts last year?"

"Then it's obviously those two people's project that will make money, okay?" At this time, Jack wanted to give himself a slap in the face for having given everyone a gift in return on a whim last year.But I went back last year and I have to go back this year, otherwise there will definitely be a group of inexplicable guys accusing me of being inflated and not being friendly to the people.Although I am not one of those politicians who needs support from the public, I have considered that if Fudge is not killed in the future, I will have to rely on these people to support him.

"Okay, don't look so grim here. I'll help you get back together. Let's start quickly." Hermione said after looking at Jack with a grimace on his face and gently holding his hand.

"Really?" Jack couldn't help but his eyes lit up after hearing Hermione's words, and then gave Hermione a big hug, and then said happily after Hermione lowered her head shyly: "I know that my Hermione is the best to me. ”

"Look at you having fun, just like a little kid." Hermione smiled and pulled Jack to sit down directly on the carpet, and began to open the gifts one by one with him.Finally, when they had finished all the gifts, time had passed and it was time for the luncheon.When they arrived at the auditorium, they found that almost everyone was already waiting for them.

It seems that because of Christmas, the auditorium today is a little different from usual. There is only a round table in the center of the room for 12 people.Professor Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Sprout, Flitvido and Hagrid were all there, as was the caretaker Filch.Filch had taken off his usual brown coat and was wearing an old and rather outdated tuxedo.Apart from them, there were only three other students: two extremely nervous Hufflepuff first-year students and a sullen-faced Slytherin sixth-year student.

"I'm really sorry, there are a lot of gifts." Jack said apologetically to the people who were sitting around the round table that was specially moved out to wait for the two of them.

"I understand this. In the past, like you, I would return gifts one after another to everyone who sent me gifts. But I am old now and don't have so much energy." Dumbledore smiled after the two of them sat down. He winked at Jack and showed a naughty smile. "Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and then several different menus appeared in front of everyone.

"How to use this?" Hermione asked Jack in a low voice. Although she had gone to many dances with Jack, this kind of party was still the first to attend.

times to participate.

But obviously she was not the only one who had this problem. The other students also looked at the menus in front of them strangely.

Jack looked at Dumbledore quietly after hearing Hermione's question, as if asking him who would answer this question.Dumbledore looked at him and nodded to him with a smile, gesturing for him to solve it.Jack didn't hesitate when he saw this. He opened the menu that symbolized Chinese cuisine and read the recipe on it: "A Luoyang water banquet."

As he finished speaking, eight small plates of exquisite cold dishes appeared on the empty table in front of him.The others immediately understood what the menu meant when they saw his actions, and started ordering accordingly.

"Merry Christmas!" After everyone ordered their lunch, Dumbledore raised the wine glass filled with golden liquid in front of him and said loudly.

"Merry Christmas." Everyone said together with Dumbledore, raising their own drinks.

"Firecracker!" Dumbledore said enthusiastically after the banquet started, and handed the tail end of a large silver firecracker to Snape, who reluctantly took it and pulled it.The firecrackers exploded with a bang, like a gun, and scattered, revealing a large pointed witch hat with specimens of mountain eagles on the top of the hat.Several students looked at the hat and couldn't help but snicker. Apparently they thought of the Boggart again.

Snape's face froze as he looked at the hat in his hand, and then handed it to Dumbledore with a dark face.Dumbledore smiled and replaced his wizard hat with it.

Not long after they started, the door to the hall was pushed open from the outside.Professor Trelawney came in, gliding towards everyone as if she were on wheels.To celebrate Christmas, she wore a green dress decorated with metallic discs, making her look more like a shiny, oversized dragonfly.

"Sybil, I'm glad you're here!" said Dumbledore, standing up.

"Headmaster, I've been looking into the crystal ball," said Professor Trelawney, in her vaguest, most distant voice, "and to my surprise I saw myself abandoning my solitary lunch and coming Attend your dinner party. Who am I to refuse the urging of fate? I immediately walked out of my building, and I sincerely beg you to forgive me for being late."

"Of course. Of course," said Dumbledore, his eyes sparkling, "let me get you a chair—"

He waved his wand in mid-air and a chair flew over from under four stacked dining tables in the distance. The chair spun in mid-air for a few seconds before making a dull sound and landing on Professor Snape and Professor Snape. Between Professor McGonagall.However, Professor Trelawney did not sit down. Her big eyes kept looking at the table, and suddenly she let out a low scream.

"I don't dare, principal! If I sit down, there will be thirteen people at the same table! There is nothing more unlucky than thirteen! Never forget that if thirteen people eat together, the one who stands up first after the meal People will die first!"

"We're willing to take the risk, Sybil," said Professor McGonagall impatiently. "Sit down, the turkey is going to be as cold as a stone."

Professor Trelawney hesitated, and then sat down on the empty chair, eyes closed, mouth tightly pressed, as if thunder was about to strike the table.