Hogwarts lazy snake

In Professor Snape's office in the Potions classroom, Snape, who was always dressed in black clothes and robes, was sitting upright in a chair, correcting homework with a focused look.

His eyes fell on the parchment in his hand, on which were clearly written the words "Horn Nicholas".

Snape frowned slightly, drew a small circle on it with a quill, and then placed it on the stack of parchment that had been corrected on the left.

Then, he turned his head slightly and looked at the pile of gifts piled up like a small mountain. There were about ten or twenty gifts in the pile, and in the dim corner, one gift stood out.

It was an envelope greeting card, emitting colorful light, with "Professor Snape - To your student Horn" written in large letters on it.

Snape stared at the greeting card. He resisted the urge to smash it. He waved the wand in his hand, and the colorful greeting card and the gift underneath slowly floated in front of him.

Snape's fingers gently touched the greeting card, muttering to himself: "How can I like such a small gift? I, a great potion master, am lacking this from you?!"

Despite thinking this, he slowly opened the envelope. The letter read: "Merry Christmas! Professor Snape, a small gift from your student, I hope you like it. By the way, there will be another surprise gift for you at the banquet tonight, remember to attend!"

When Snape saw this, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

He curled his lips slightly, full of disdain, but his eyes unconsciously drifted towards the small circle on the homework he had just corrected.

His right hand had also begun to slowly reach towards the direction where the quill was placed. However, he finally held back and kept comforting himself in his heart: "I taught him myself, I taught him myself."

At the same time, in the headmaster's office of Hogwarts, Dumbledore put down an equally colorful envelope and greeting card, and his eyes fell on the box on the table.

In the box was a small ball of white thread that looked like it was covered with snow. He picked up a piece with his hand and held it from below with his other hand to prevent the white powder on it from falling.

Dumbledore savored it carefully, feeling the delicate, layered and melt-in-the-mouth texture.

He found it very interesting, especially the sticky feeling after the sweetness, which made him unable to help but pick up another piece and put it in his mouth.

At this time, the protagonist Horn is busy preparing food for today's Christmas banquet with Garcia in the Hogwarts kitchen.

The kitchen was a busy scene as the house-elves were busy preparing the ingredients.

"The one over there? His name is Carl, right? Make sure you wrap the lotus leaves well and don't tear them." Horn was busy giving instructions.

"Wizard Nicholas, do you think this taste is suitable?" At this time, a house-elf from the kitchen walked up to Horn.

"Well, I'll try." Horn tried the dipping sauce on the sauce plate, tasted it carefully, and then gave the other party a thumbs up: "Yes, this is the taste, Ferry did a good job."

Yesterday, Horn asked Dumbledore for control of the kitchen for the Christmas party and promised to make a different Christmas party meal for everyone.

After taking control, Horn immediately went to the Hogwarts kitchen to find Garcia and other house-elves, gave them a list, and asked them to go shopping.

The house-elves in the kitchen were already very familiar with Horn, who came to the kitchen from time to time to find food and taught them many delicious recipes.

After more than an hour of intense work, Horn came out of the kitchen, skipping and jumping. He smelled the many spices and cooking fumes on his body, frowned, and thought to himself that he urgently needed a nice hot bath.

On the way to the bathroom, Horn encountered Hagrid, who was dragging a huge pine tree as if it were nothing.

"Hey, Hagrid, need any help?" Horn called out.

Hagrid was dragging the pine tree forward with difficulty when he suddenly heard someone calling his name. He looked down and saw a small figure.

"Oh, it's Horn. It's not necessary. I can use this little tree by myself. But thank you anyway, Horn. Are you going to take a shower?"

Hagrid saw Horn holding a towel, as if he was going to take a shower. Horn nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, Hagrid, you smell like oil smoke."

Hagrid frowned slightly and said, "By the way, Horn, how are Harry and the others doing recently? I heard that you guys have some small conflicts. You guys are all good kids. If you have any conflicts, just talk them out. After all, you are all good friends."

Horn nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, Hagrid, I don't take it to heart. See you at the party later." After that, Horn said goodbye to Hagrid and walked towards the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Horn changed into clean clothes and felt much more refreshed.

He couldn't wait to walk towards the auditorium, his heart full of anticipation, wanting to see what kind of surprises the Christmas party he carefully planned would bring to everyone.

The moment Horn stepped into the auditorium, he was deeply shocked by the scene before him.

The auditorium was filled with a strong Christmas atmosphere. A huge Christmas tree stood in the center, hung with glittering lights and various exquisite decorations.

The pine tree that Hagrid had been dragging was also decorated like a Christmas tree, with all kinds of glowing magic balls hanging on it. Red and green ribbons were intertwined and hung from the ceiling, like a series of gorgeous rainbows.

Those students who stay in Hogwarts or can only stay in Hogwarts will use magic to make all kinds of cute little pendants and hang them on trees or walls, adding a strong festive atmosphere to the entire castle.

Dumbledore, who had already been sitting in the professor's seat, saw Horn coming, picked up a piece of dragon beard cake and put it in his mouth, then gave Horn a thumbs up to show that he liked the gift very much.

At the same time, the other professors who received gifts from Horn greeted Horn and said that they had received the gifts and liked them very much.

Horn came to his seat and his eyes were attracted by the various chicken delicacies carefully prepared in the kitchen.

The lotus leaf chicken exudes a fresh fragrance, the roasted chicken and fried chicken exude an enticing aroma, the skin is golden and crispy, and the inside is tender and juicy; the stewed chicken is fragrant and the soup is rich and mellow; and the spicy and delicious spicy chicken makes people salivate at the sight.

Of course, Horn still kept the turkey for everyone to enjoy.

Harry, Ron and other little wizards could not wait to taste the delicious food, but they still held back their saliva and waited for the banquet to officially begin.

Soon, it seemed that everyone was present. Professor Dumbledore walked up to the podium in front of the auditorium and began to deliver a Christmas speech with a smile. "Dear students and professors, I am very happy to be with you all here on this beautiful Christmas night."

Dumbledore's voice was gentle yet powerful, echoing throughout the hall.

At this point, he raised the crystal glass in his hand and said, "Tonight, we have a special feast, and the one who prepared the food for this feast is none other than our classmate Horn. Let's have a drink to express our gratitude to him."

After hearing what Dumbledore said, the young wizards present immediately turned their eyes to Horn.

Their eyes were filled with surprise and admiration as they raised cups of various drinks to Horn and cheered enthusiastically.

After all, ever since Horn taught the house-elves in the kitchen some delicacies of the Great Xialong Kingdom, after seeing how delicious the food was when Horn ate it, they also ordered some to try. From then on, they couldn't stop and completely fell in love with those flavors.

Horn was stared at by everyone. He scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and raised the cup of juice in his hand to clink glasses with the little wizards.

After Horn raised his glass, Dumbledore led the crowd in saying "Cheers".

Cheers!