My Hogwarts Day

Britain, Hogwarts Great Hall.

At this time, Richard and everyone who stayed at the school were having their Christmas dinner in the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall reached into the nearest tureen with a large spoon.

"Do you want tripe, Sybill?"

Professor Trelawney ignored her. She opened her eyes, looked around, and then started acting like a demon.

"Where is dear Professor Lupine?"

"I'm afraid the poor man is ill again," said Dumbledore, gesturing for dinner to begin, "but he was ill at Christmas, very unlucky.

"But you sure already know that, don't you, Sybill?" said Professor McGonagall. raised his eyebrows.

Professor Trelawney gave Professor McGonagall a cold look.

"Of course I know, Minerva," she said calmly, "but people don't flaunt their omniscience. I often act as if I don't have the third eye, so that others don't get jittery. .

"That says a lot," said Professor McGonagall acidly.

Professor Trelawney's voice was suddenly less indistinct.

"If you must know, Minerva, I have seen that poor Professor Lupine "Seven Seven" will not be with us for long. He himself seems to understand that his time is running out. I volunteered to show him the crystal He's always evasive when it comes to the ball."

"Think about it," said Professor McGonagall dryly.

"I suppose," said Dumbledore, in a cheerful tone, but rising a little, which ended the conversation between Professor McGonagall and Professor Trelawney, "Professor Luhu will not be in any immediate danger. Severus, you again Have you prepared a potion for him?"

"Yes, Headmaster," Snape said.

"Okay," said Dumbledore, "then he'll be up and about in no time, Derek, have you ever had this sausage? It's delicious.

The first-year, flushed with nervousness at the headmaster speaking directly to him, took the sausage platter with shaking hands.

Two hours later, before Christmas dinner, Professor Trelawney behaved almost normally.

Richard couldn't stay any longer, he left the dining table first, and was about to go back to the dormitory to rest, and at this moment.

Professor Trelawney screamed loudly.

"Oh my God! You were the first to leave your seat, don't look at it, it's you, Richard Harris, right? I remember that you didn't seem to take the divination class, poor child, you may not know....

"Well, Sybill," said Professor McGonagall dryly, "unless there's a mad axeman waiting outside the door, intent on chopping the first person who walks into the hall."

All the people present laughed, it turned out that Professor McGonagall can make cold jokes.

Only Professor Trelawney seemed greatly offended, her eyes widened, she stared at Professor McGonagall through thick glasses, muttering something.

"Go?" Richard said to Hermione.

Hermione nodded in agreement, and Harry and Ronald stood up as well.

The four of them left the auditorium together, and they were heading for the foyer, where there were absolutely no crazy knives.

Just when Richard was about to go back to his own dormitory, he was stopped by Hermione and the others. The reason was that he was too lonely to go back to the Ravenclaw lounge and wanted Richard to go to the Gryffindor lounge with them.

When the refusal was invalid, Richard had no choice but to follow them to Gryffindor's lounge.

But before that, Harry wished Ji could take the Firebolt with him.

So first they went to Ravenclaw's common room together, grabbed the Firebolt, and headed towards Gryffindor's common room.

Soon they came to the door of Gryffindor's common room, where the hole in the portrait was, and found Sir Cadogan with two monks, several former Hogwarts headmasters, and his fat pony Merry Christmas. He pushed up his helmet and toasted them with a jug of mead.

"Oh, Merry Christmas! Password?"

"Dirty mongrel," Ronald said.

"And you too, sir!" roared Cadogan, as the painting tipped forward to let them in.

"Are all your Gryffindor passwords this wild?" Richard asked Hermione as he crawled inside.

Hermione's face was rosy and she didn't know how to answer.

"There is no way. Since the Fat Lady was attacked last time, no portrait is willing to come to Gryffindor. Only Sir Cadogan is willing, but his password is a bit special, as you have seen."

"Well, I thought it was a Gryffindor custom." Richard teased.

When they came to the lounge, it was empty, and Richard snapped his fingers at the fireplace, and a raging flame was born in the fireplace.

The temperature in the room rose slowly as the flames rose, and Richard and Hermione lay lazily on the sofa.

And Harry and Ronald, went straight back to the dormitory first, brought the "Broomstick Care Manual" that Hermione gave him for his birthday downstairs, and tried to do something about the Firebolt, however, there were no bent broomsticks to trim , The broomstick is so smooth and flawless that there is no need to polish it.

He sat there with Ronald admiring it from every angle.

"I said, it's just a broom, there's no need to do that." Richard couldn't stand it anymore and said directly, but he regretted it after he finished speaking.

Sure enough, Ronald was the first to say, "This is not a broom, it's a Firebolt."

Harry also hurriedly followed, blah blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"We should do something, we can't just sit like this." Richard said with a yawn.

"Why don't we help Hagrid look for information?" Hermione suggested, but was overruled by the three of them, what are you kidding, what's wrong with this big Christmas, you still need to read books?

Seeing that the three of them disagreed, Hermione had no choice but to say, "Then what are we going to do, we can't just let the two of us watch you admiring that broom.

After several people discussed, they finally decided to play wizard chess. To be honest, wizards are really boring, and there are no entertainment tools at all.

Richard and Hermione, Ronald and Harry, divided into two groups and started playing wizard chess.

It went straight to the middle of the night. Originally, Harry and the others hoped that Richard would go directly to sleep in their dormitory, but Richard didn't have the habit of sleeping in other people's beds, so he returned to his own dormitory despite his insistence.

Richard, who was lying on the bed, actually didn't feel much about the so-called Christmas, nor did he feel lonely..0

Looking at the snowflakes falling outside the window, Richard slowly fell into a sweet dream.

The next morning, watching the blizzard outside, Richard gave up the idea of ​​getting up and eating. Although he can't sleep now, the warm blanket is so comfortable

In this way he stayed until noon, when Richard was tormented by a series of knocks on the door and had to get up.

Opening the door, there were still three of Hermione and the others. In fact, there was no need to guess, there were only 6 young wizards in school now, and no one else would come to him except Hermione and the others.

"How can you sleep so well, lunch is over, you must have eaten nothing." Hermione complained, taking out the lunch prepared for Richard.

"Does sleeping more make people smarter?" Ronald muttered softly.

After eating in the dormitory, Richard was dragged by Hermione and the others to Hagrid's hut. As for why he was dragged, it was very simple [If he didn't drag Li Zai, he would probably spend his days in bed.

After walking out of Hogwarts castle, the blizzard became more and more fierce. The biting cold wind brought large flakes of snowflakes. The cold wind shook the branches, roared wildly, and blew away the entire snowdrift like crazy, and swept it into the air , the cold wind kept whistling, and the direction changed erratically, almost overturning the four people walking on the grass, scratching the faces of Richard and the others like sharp stones, making them breathless and speechless Come.

Braving the cold, wind and snow, they finally arrived at the door of Hagrid's hut. At this time, Hagrid was still sitting on the steps outside the house, silently looking towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

At this time, Hagrid was basically covered with snowflakes. If it wasn't for the heat coming out of his nostrils, Richard and the others would have thought that Hagrid had put a snowman on the steps.

"Hagrid, what are you doing here?" Harry came to Hagrid and shouted loudly.

It was only at this moment that Hagrid came back to his senses and saw Harry showing a surprised expression in front of him.

"Why are you here, come in quickly 0.5." Hagrid quickly stood up, shook the snow on his body, opened the door, and let a few little wizards walk in.

"How come you still come out in such a heavy snowstorm? Let's drink some tea." Hagrid poured black tea for several people while talking.

The four sat around the fireplace, and hurriedly drank the black tea that Hagrid handed over while it was still hot.

After drinking a cup of hot black tea, several people finally calmed down.

"Let's come and see you, by the way, Hagrid, why didn't you go to Hogwarts Castle for dinner yesterday." Harry asked.

"If I go to eat, then Buckbeak is not too lonely, so I will watch it here." Seeing that Hagrid's tears were about to fall again, several people quickly changed the subject

"By the way, Hagrid, are you ready for next semester's classes?" Hermione asked.

"Of course, I discussed it with Richard for a long time before deciding on it, and it is very suitable for the current weather." Talking about the class, Hagrid finally recovered a little.

"What is it?" Ronald asked curiously.

"That can't be said, it's boring to say it, but what Hagrid said is right, I believe you will like it this time." Li Ning also cooperated with Hagrid and did not tell several people to collectively complain.