Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 311 Fox's gift
"From this point of view, this is also a good thing."

Hearing Ron's words, George blinked, "Maybe you can still get a beautiful report card after the school year is over."

"Stop gloating." Ron yawned.

"what are you guys saying?"

At this time, Harry also came out of the dormitory, and Fred and George quickly changed the subject.

It was fine to make fun of Ron, but they wouldn't say it to Harry's face.

Harry came to Ron and greeted everyone, "Merry Christmas, Fred, George, Kay... Kyle? Why are you here?"

He was a little surprised, he didn't expect to see Kyle in the Gryffindor common room.

"A few minutes ago." Kyle laughed.

Only then did Ron realize that there was another person around, "Sorry, I didn't see it just now... Thank you for the gift, I like that wizard chessboard very much."

"And the model Quidditch ball that was given to me," said Harry. "That's wonderful."

"As long as you like it." Kyle said with a smile.

After being taken to the Gryffindor common room by Fred and George, Kyle no longer thought about going to the Room of Requirement, and played wizard chess and crackling cards with them all morning.

Ginny and Percy were there too, and everyone was very welcoming to Kyle.

It's just that Percy was a little too formal, shaking Kyle's hand solemnly, as if receiving a Hufflepuff visiting group.

Kyle even once felt that his clothes were a little too casual... If he had known this, he should have put on Phoenix socks.

In the afternoon, Hermione dragged Harry and Ron to the library to do their homework, and Kyle, Fred and George went to Hogsmeade through the secret passage.

Every store here is decorated very beautifully, and Christmas gifts are prepared for the guests who enter the store. Zuoko is the magical fireworks that bloom when he sees water, and Honeydukes is candy canes...

These gifts are hung on the Christmas tree at the door, you can reach them, and if you forget, the owner will remind you.

The only bad thing is that they don't provide the business of "protecting Hogwarts students from being discovered".

At the time of the Three Broomsticks, Kyle had just taken a few sips of butterbeer when the door next to him was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Next second,
Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Hagrid... Sinistra of Astronomy... a total of seven or eight professors came in one after another.

They also found the three of Kyle.

Professor McGonagall paused, then calmly walked past them as if he hadn't seen anything.

"Lady Rosmerta, three pints of mead, cherry syrup soda..."

The three of Kyle speeded up their butter beer drinking in unison, wanting to get out of here as soon as possible.

However, just as they were about to pay, the bar owner Ms. Rosmerta shook her head,
"No need, Minerva has already paid for you, do you need anything else?"

"No, no need!"

The three lowered their heads and hurried away from the Three Broomsticks.

Not only did he sneak out of the school and he was bumped into, he was also treated by the professor... How should I put it, it was quite embarrassing.

The three of them had no intention of playing any longer, and hurried back to the castle.

"I forgot, today is Christmas."

After coming out of the secret passage, Fred scratched his hair and said, "Professors obviously don't stay in the office to correct homework."

"We shouldn't have gone to the Three Broomsticks!"

"Fortunately, Professor McGonagall didn't say anything..."

Kyle also felt a little regretful. If he had known the professor was entertaining him, he should have ordered something expensive to drink.

For example, the signboard of the Three Broomsticks, a glass of Ogden Gold Mead in ten Galleons, Kyle has always wanted to taste what it tastes like.

……

At the Christmas dinner at Hogwarts, everyone ate with gusto.

There are very few people staying in school this year, and it would be too spacious to sit separately, so there is only one table left in the auditorium, and students and professors sit together.

Dumbledore led the crowd in a few of his favorite Christmas carols, and as Hagrid downed glass after glass of eggnog, his voice grew louder until he was the only voice left in the auditorium.

Fred was sitting next to Kyle, pointing at Percy's prefect badge and laughing non-stop. The words on it had changed to "Stupid" at some point, but Percy didn't notice at all, and he said something He asked the people around him what they were laughing at.

Malfoy didn't go back this year either, and he was sitting opposite Harry at this moment, mocking his new sweater in a rough voice, and surprisingly, Harry didn't reply.

The dinner was sumptuous, especially the special Christmas pudding the house-elves made this year.

Just like Bibi multi-flavored beans, you can taste different flavors in every bite, which is very distinctive.

After eating these puddings, Professor McGonagall was the first to leave the table, followed by Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Kyle wanted to leave too, but was stopped by Dumbledore.

"If you have time, can you come to the office with me?"

"Of course, Professor." Although Kyle was a little puzzled, he still nodded.

The two left the auditorium together and walked towards the principal's office while talking.

Kyle didn't buy the latest edition of "Five Hundred Ways of Weaving Wool Socks" this year, so he gave Dumbledore a large bundle of wool.

But Dumbledore looked very happy, and asked Kyle where he bought those high-quality wool.

"This is wool from Evelvet sheep, Professor." Kyle said, "Mr. Scamander happened to have a flock in his box. When I went there to play in August, I collected some by chance."

"Does Newt have it?" Dumbledore asked in surprise, "Are there many?"

"Probably more than 30."

Dumbledore was even happier.

After reaching the eighth floor, the dripping stone beast jumped to the side from a long distance away, and Dumbledore brought Kyle into the principal's office.

The furnishings here are not much different from before, except that there is a large ball of wool on the table, and there are still a few woolen sweaters and a half-finished scarf hanging on the Mirror of Erised in the corner .

The Hogwarts headmaster seems to have really taken to knitting, and it's gone beyond socks and gloves.

Kyle estimated that the sweater under his robe should also be knitted by himself.

"Professor, what do you want from me?" Kyle asked.

"It's not me, it's Fawkes." Dumbledore sighed faintly, "He likes the cloak grass and nightshade flowers you sent me very much."

"Fox?" Kyle subconsciously looked at Qi Zhi at the door.

There was a crumpled little bird standing on it, with light red stubble that had just grown on its body... It looked so ugly.

"Are you Nirvana?"

Kyle walked over.

Little Fox nodded, then picked up a small bottle and put it in Kyle's hand.

"What is this..." Kyle picked up the bottle and found a small pile of black powder inside.

"The ashes left after the phoenix's nirvana are also Fox's Christmas gift to you." Dumbledore's voice was full of pain.

He didn't expect Fox to be so vengeful... Could it be that he didn't take it out during the holiday, but it has been remembered until now, and those ashes of nirvana have not been left to him at all.

It's fine to let Snape take it away, but Kyle is only 13 years old, can he understand this high-end product?

What a waste.

Dumbledore sighed again.

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(End of this chapter)