Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

After admiring Quirrell's miserable condition, Ivan looked down at Tie Dan who was pulling his trouser legs.

"What? No more fun? Don't you have to come out? Then go have fun." (???)

Tiedan: I don’t want to play anymore. Let’s go back. Frozen jiojio~( ′? ﹏?`)

Tiedan is wearing a small cotton-padded jacket with the Hufflepuff flag printed on the back and a round little hat. He looks so cute! Many seniors passed by and saw her and couldn't help but hug her and ravage her.

This was something Ivan specifically asked Professor Tosprout to help with. After all, he had no other choice. The kind witch was happy to help Ivan solve the problem of the iron egg cold-proof equipment.

Tiedan had to come out to play today because Aiwen's confinement was over. He hadn't gone out for several days. He was feeling uncomfortable in the dormitory and wanted Aiwen to take him out to play. In the end, Aiwen couldn't hold him back. Take it out to play.

But within two steps of running out, he regretted it!

Why is it so damn cold! Never heard of it! Its instinctive memory did not tell it what to do if it was so cold.

At this time, Tiedan missed his home in Hufflepuff. Although they had only been apart for ten minutes, it felt as if he had spent half his life!

It can't wait to return to that warm and soft nest!

Seeing that the little guy was convinced, Alvin quickly took him back to the dormitory.

Just kidding, you're a flat-head guy from a dry area in Africa, it's no wonder you can endure this ice and snow! Your great-grandfather has never been here, let alone you!

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Ivan put the iron egg back in the lounge and ignored it. It would find a warm place by itself.

He himself came to the kitchen to check how the hot pot he prepared for Christmas was going!

Yes! He had been preparing for months and finally took the first step! He wants to eat hot pot! The other dishes will have to wait and will be available next semester.

"Bubu, how are your preparations? Do you still need my help?" There was no one in the kitchen, only the elves were busy.

"Thank you for your concern, Alvin! We are almost ready! We are just waiting to show off our skills at the banquet in three days! The formula you gave is really great. This is the first time that Bubu smells so fragrant. Where’s the soup~”

Bubu came down from the stove, holding a big spoon in his hand, and was thinking about it intoxicatedly.

"Haha, that's good. When the students' banquet is over, you all can have a taste. You're welcome! After all, you have been busy with this for so long. I think Hogwarts will not be stingy."

"Oh~ Ivan, you actually care about us, Bubu is so touched."

Not only Bubu, but also other elves were touched when they heard this. Little guys in their position would be flattered by a little care.

"Okay, I'm leaving first. I'm going to see how the meat Hagrid prepared is doing. I look forward to your wonderful performance in three days."

"Don't worry! We will definitely not let Alvin down!" A group of elves assured them, patting their chests.

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Alvin came to Hagrid's hut, where he asked Hagrid to help prepare beef and mutton, all frozen!

It's just his personal pocket bag, and Hogwarts's budget doesn't reach the point of over-preparing meat.

...not counting his personal pockets, because after spending part of the Galleons he saved before school started, he entrusted Draco to help sell a hundred unicorn hairs given by Hagrid.

Just because Hagrid doesn't sell it doesn't mean he won't, but he just uses it to treat all the teachers and students of Hogwarts to dinner.

He didn't ask Draco to help in vain, and proposed a 28-cent split!

The young master was not happy at first, until Alvin said that this was just the beginning, and there would be big business waiting to do business with him in the future, and these were just a few thoughts.

Hearing that he was a friend, Draco accepted Galleon with a proud look on his face.

There is still a long way to go in the future. If you want to carve out a path in the current wizarding world, the Malfoy family must definitely build a good relationship!

Tie Draco up tight so Lucius doesn't get on board.

To be honest, Lucius may not be a good person, but he is definitely a good father! Draco would give him whatever he asked for, as long as it wasn't too much.

If the request is too much, he will try his best to do it. In short, this son is indeed loved by him!

Otherwise, why would Draco be so arrogant in school? He was so mean all day and didn't even get beaten up, all because of the Malfoy family's protection. (;￢д￢)

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The auditorium has been decorated, and the spruce tree that Hagrid brought back has been decorated as a Christmas tree by Professor Flitwick.

After today's dinner, it's time for the little wizards to embark on their journey home. The train will depart at night and send the little wizards home on the morning of Christmas Eve.

"Evan, are you going home too?" Hermione had already filled out the form and met Ivan walking with Draco when she went downstairs.

"Of course, my family is already looking forward to how my magic is going, but they may not know that little wizards can't use magic outside of school in the Muggle world."

"Yes, I also want to practice more magic during the holidays~"

Hermione also felt very sorry for this. She couldn't practice magic during the holidays, which made the diligent little wizard feel uncomfortable.

"Well~ But this is a holiday! Why don't you want to relax?" Looking at the two people with regretful expressions, Draco was also very puzzled!

At once. . Does it have to be so curly?

Gryffindor often went to class with Slytherin. At the beginning, Draco also looked down on Hermione. In addition, Hermione often took the limelight in studies, so the young master's desire to win dominated him and wanted to surpass Hermione. .

Although Draco was not so hostile to Hermione this time because of Ivan, he also put Hermione on the opposite side because of Harry and Ron.

But Draco gave up in just half a semester. This eldest sister is too scary! There was no comparison at all, especially when he went to the library to do homework and saw the books next to Hermione that were enough to crush him, he gave up the terrible idea of ​​rolling over Hermione.

Anyway, there is still Ron at the bottom, which is enough.

There is also that annoying Potter. He obviously wanted to be friends with him at first, but this unscrupulous guy always defended Weasley. If it weren't for Alvin's sake, he would make you look good!

While chatting, the three of them came to the auditorium unknowingly. Ron and Harry were playing wizard chess. It seemed that the two of them had been playing for a long time.

"Ron, Harry, aren't you going home? Why didn't I see you packing your things?" Hermione walked up and asked.

"Plans changed and my parents were going to visit my brother Charlie, so I stayed in school this year."

"I don't want to go back to the Dursleys. Hogwarts is a much better place than that damn place."

A week ago, when Professor McGonagall sent out the detention list, he filled in his name without thinking. He had no desire to return to the home that treated him harshly.

With Draco around, they couldn't discuss Nicoléme's affairs, so they could only chat casually.

Ron was silent because of the matter in the library. He felt that Alvin might still be angry with him.

Draco, on the other hand, saw that they were playing wizard chess, so he couldn't help but provoke him again, but he couldn't beat Ron by even half a point after playing more than ten games in a row.

His face turned red and his neck became thick after being mocked by Ron.

"Evan, you seem very excited, is there something good going on?" Harry and Hermione watched the battle for a while, and asked curiously when they saw Ivan in a strange state behind them.

"Yes? Am I excited?" (((o(*?▽?*)o)))

Hermione and Harry thought to themselves, the air around you is almost blooming, and you still say you are not excited!

"Oh, you will know soon, I have been looking forward to it for a long time!"

Seeing Alvin's excitement, Hermione and Harry looked at each other. It was the first time they saw Alvin so gloomy. What good thing could it be?

When the dinner came, after singing Christmas carols in advance, Dumbledore once again mentioned singing the school song.

Perhaps because of the expectations today, for the first time Ivan felt that the sounds of these demonic dances were no longer a torture.

"Okay! The dinner has begun. After dinner, students who choose to leave school can go home!" Dumbledore was wearing a purple lady's hat filled with flowers. At first glance, he looked like an old pervert.

As Dumbledore clapped his hands, the elves received the order and immediately brought up the bottom of the pot they had carefully prepared!

There are also plates of sliced ​​beef and mutton, spinach, asparagus, lettuce, mushrooms and shrimp sliders and other ingredients.

Of course, Aiwen specially prepared the base of the mandarin duck pot! The pot is Alvin's transformation into an iron plate, and the fire is the life magic of the elves.

There is a spicy pot on one side and a mushroom soup pot on the other, which fully takes care of some students who have never eaten spicy food. There are also various dipping sauces prepared by him, which are rich and impeccable.

"What is this?" Dumbledore asked all the professors and students as he looked at the plates of ingredients in front of him and the small two-color soup pot that exuded a special fragrance.

"This is hot pot! A delicious way to eat from the East!"

A girl's happy voice sounded. Alvin looked over and saw that it was Zhang Qiu from Ravenclaw. He had paid attention to the only oriental face in the whole school.

Don't worry about Alvin, there will be elves teaching students and professors how to eat.

"Sorry! I'm not polite." Ivan clicked his wand and turned the knife and fork in front of him into chopsticks. He couldn't wait to pick up a chopstick of mutton and put it into the boiling red oil.

After eating this long-lost delicacy, Alvin felt tightly surrounded by a huge sense of happiness. He didn't care about others and concentrated on enjoying this long-lost feast.

Seeing that Alvin was eating so deliciously, the little badgers around him also ate in a decent manner under the guidance of the elf. However, the fork was a bit inconvenient, and they tried the chopsticks, but they couldn't use them at all!

Seeing Alvin using two small wooden sticks so flexibly, everyone around him looked at him in surprise.

Dumbledore looked at the students who were eating deliciously, and under the elf's explanation, they also started to try it.

The soup in the pot sloshed and simmered, exuding a mouth-watering aroma. Tender meat slices, plump shrimp paste, and soul-stirring spices and chilies are all tumbling in the steaming hot pot, intertwining into a sea of ​​delicious food.

Dumbledore picked up a piece of meat and dipped it into the hot soup. In an instant, the meat slices change from red to white, from raw to cooked. Pick it up and put it in your mouth. The mouthful of fatness and spicy flavor are perfectly combined, making you intoxicated.

This is a completely different feeling from candy. Whether it is clear soup or red oil, Lao Bee has a taste of tongue enjoyment that he has never experienced before.

The taste of shrimp paste is even more delicious. Every bite seems to be dancing on the tip of my tongue, which makes me feel extremely satisfied. The tofu is even more delicate in this rich hot pot flavor, with a smooth and tender texture in every bite.

At this moment, everyone seemed to be in a heaven of delicious food.

Even our always cold-faced Professor Snape was immersed in the red oil pot. He didn't expect that a person with such a cold appearance would actually fall in love with such a hot taste.

Harry and others finally knew what the mysterious thing Alvin was talking about, and Ron's belly was filled with food.

At this time, our most image-conscious Master Malfoy has not noticed that his hair gel has melted under the sweat, and his lips are swollen and red, painful and happy.

At the end of the dinner, Dumbledore asked the elf with his swollen lips whose idea it was. After learning that it was Ivan's masterpiece, Dumbledore stood up to speak.

"It seems that everyone had a great time, so let us thank Hufflepuff's classmate Alvin for bringing us this wonderful dinner.

Respect Alvin! "

"Respect to Alvin!"*N