National Doomsday: I, the Virus King

Back in the Great Hall, there weren't many young wizards left, and even the lunch table had been cleaned up, and Hermione, after entering Hogwarts again, consciously let go of her hand and trotted away with a shy face.

Leon was a lot more relaxed, returned to his exclusive position, took out his wand and knocked on the table, and soon, a one-person lunch appeared in front of Leon, without any vegetables, all meat, which made Leon praise the house-elf for his carefulness.

Not everyone at Hogwarts can eat before lunch, so they can eat at any time for half an hour before and after each meal, and the house-elves will prepare it.

Quickly swept away the meat on the table, Leon hiccuped comfortably, and the feeling of hunger was really bad.

Eat and drink enough, naturally go to the library, even if you don't read, you can lie on the table and squint for a while, anyway, there is no class in the afternoon, since the first-year students do not have heavy studies, there Ang can only accept the salted fish.

Since solving Hermione's matter, Leon has been quite calm for the next few days, Hermione didn't come to disturb herself, Penelope came over to thank him before eating, the wolf poison potion worked well, and then left.

What makes Leon feel unaccustomed is that Snape has hardly seen much of it lately, and the only Potions class is taught by the school doctor, Ms. Poppy Pomfrey, and the content of the class is about the emergency treatment of emergency wounds and some precautions.

Fortunately, because of the revision, all the new Defense of Magic Combat Class classrooms were not prepared and classes were not scheduled, otherwise Leon didn't know whether Snape, who was thinking about this position, would care about the course or care more about Lily.

Leon, who was thinking wildly in his head, was wandering around the school, when suddenly, he heard the cheers of the little wizards, and the sky, which had been gloomy since the morning, was actually snowing at this time.

And the enthusiastic chatter of the little wizards also made him know that the day after tomorrow seemed to be Christmas.

"The Spring Festival in the West? I haven't seen the lunar calendar for a long time, and I don't know what day the winter solstice is. Leon was not excited about Christmas, he was just a wild man, and the old hunter didn't seem to like it either, he preferred the winter solstice, because on that day, Leon offered to make dumplings, and the old hunter liked dumplings very much.

Thinking of the old hunter, Leon sighed unconsciously, the winter solstice is to worship his ancestors according to the habits of the East, and he has nothing to worry about in this world, the only old hunter who needs to be sacrificed, once said that there is no need to grieve for his departure, let alone sacrifice nostalgia.

Even the cemetery where he was buried was a pit dug by the old hunter himself, and Leon planted a large field of dandelions on his grave in accordance with his will, and the old hunter said that he wanted to follow the dandelions to see the world beyond.

Students can apply to go home during the Christmas holidays, but Leon doesn't know if he should go back.

It's a hassle to go back and go back and cook for yourself, but at Hogwarts, you don't need to be so troublesome, I heard that the Christmas dinner is very rich, but if you don't go back, Leon is worried that the jungle cabin will be crushed by the heavy snow, and every Christmas Eve, as long as it snows, he has to climb on the roof to sweep the snow.

Just as Leon was struggling with whether to go back, Professor McGonagall came over: "Leon, are you going back for Christmas? If you don't, I'll keep you on record." "

"I'm struggling with that right now. Leon replied with a shrug.

"Then don't go back, most of the professors won't be going either, staying at Hogwarts will be more lively. Professor McGonagall suggested, knowing that Leon would be alone in the cabin even if he returned, and she couldn't bear to see it.

"I'll think about it again. Leon did not give an affirmative reply, looking at the wind and snow that had gradually expanded, his eyes blank.

Professor McGonagall didn't say anything, just stood tightly by Leon's side, watching the snow with him, and it took a long time for Leon to come back to his senses: "Professor, do you have anything else?"

"I've finished reading A Song of Ice and Fire, and I'm going to give you back the original, by the way, by the way, Hans told me that the first volume of A Song of Ice and Fire: Game of Thrones will be released early this year, and when the market feedback is confirmed, he will contact you to prepare for the operation and signing of the second part. Professor McGonagall took a few pieces of parchment from her bosom and placed them in Leon's hand.

"After about an hour, the magic wears off. "

"Transfiguration, why didn't Professor McGonagall prepare yourself a storage item with the Traceless Charm cast. Leon accepted the parchment, knowing that this was the original A Song of Ice and Fire that he had given Professor McGonagall, and asked.

"Because I don't have much to carry with me, and who's to say I don't have a box with the Traceless Charm?" Professor McGonagall replied with a smile, "It's very well written, but I still think you shouldn't touch books of this genre in the future." "

"I know, I don't think I will touch it again. Leon replied helplessly, the book was not written by him, but now it is his, so this pot can only be memorized by himself.

"By the way, do you know what Snape has been up to lately?" Professor McGonagall changed the subject when she heard Leon's promise.

"I guess I'm tidying up my belongings. Leon speculated.

"Is anything going on?" Professor McGonagall asked, as Vice Chancellor she had to be concerned about the dynamics and life of Professor Snape, who hadn't been seen at the school in days.

"Maybe there is, maybe not, who knows?" Leon replied with a squint, ambiguous, and then waved his hand, "Professor McGonagall, I'm going to leave first to prepare for Christmas, by the way, what are you looking forward to for Christmas?"

"You'll have to guess for yourself. Professor McGonagall smiled slyly, not intending to tell Leon about his hobbies.

Leon pursed his lips, he just asked casually, how could he not know what Professor McGonagall liked, and then cooperated: "This really needs to be investigated, then, goodbye." "

"Goodbye, remember to let me know in advance if you want to leave or stay in school. Professor McGonagall did not stop Leon, watching Leon leave, and at the same time she fell into deep thought, she did not know what to give Leon as a Christmas gift.

In the last two days of Christmas, Leon still didn't see any trace of Snape, but because Hermione invited him back for Christmas, he finally chose to stay at school.

On the night before Christmas, Leon, who was preparing to go to bed in the dormitory, saw a haggard Snape with scarlet eyes and heavy dark circles breaking into his dormitory.

"Leon, I'm almost ready, what about you?" Snape shook his head, trying to keep himself awake, but his eyelids were still struggling with themselves, as if trying to close.

"Professor, don't worry, you'd better take a break first. Leon looked at Snape's embarrassed state and dissuaded.

"No, it's fine. Snape refused, his eyes full of urgency: "You said, you have a way!"

"Well, of course, this is my Christmas present to you. Faint!"

Leon said, suddenly took out his wand, and shot a stun spell at Snape, and the unsuspecting Snape was directly hit, stiffened to the ground, and completely closed his eyes.

"Well, why bother. Leon looked at Snape's current appearance, sighed, and waved a levitation charm to send Snape to the bed on the other side of him, although Leon lived alone, but the bed in the dormitory was still the standard of a triple room.

As for letting Snape sleep in his own bed, Leon never had to think about it, and with Snape's greasy hair, he was afraid that he would lose the bed the next day.