Chapter 65

For the rest of the public class, Peter and Harry, Hermione and Cedric demonstrated a wonderful one-on-three duel, which ended in the three students being hit twice each.

Harry, Hermione, and Cedric were much better than McLaggen, Clearwater, and Malfoy, and Peter consciously used one-third of his strength to deal with these three students.

Harry and Cedric are the Seekers of the Quidditch team, which means they have strong reflexes and are good candidates for wizard duels. Hermione's magic foundation is very solid, and her spells are very stable. , The thinking during the duel is also very clear.

Unlike McLaggen, who caused a teaching accident just now, he is reckless and likes to point fingers at others. It is difficult for such a person to stand out in a real battle.

Before get out of class ended, Peter told the students that this was the last Defense Against the Dark Arts public class before Christmas.On the one hand, he doesn't want to force everyone to study when they can't get their minds back before Christmas, and another reason is-the full moon night in December is coming again.

Of course Peter would not tell these students the second reason.

He also informed that the points ranking of the duel badge will not be counted until after Christmas, so that the students can have a good festival without stress.

Malfoy, who had a broken forehead, spent the night in the infirmary. The next morning, Peter was relieved to see that Malfoy had breakfast in the auditorium as usual, and Madam Pomfrey had cured his head.

Last night Snape took Malfoy to the infirmary alone, without causing any harm to Malfoy. Malfoy's morbid fear of Snape before was really unreasonable.

Perhaps just as Snape guessed, as one of the highest-status pure-blood families in the British magic world, the Malfoy family had excessive fear and discrimination against werewolves.

As Christmas approaches, the festive atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger, and Peter's Defense Against the Dark Arts class also tries to highlight the holiday theme and fun.

He had students practice engraving a miniature Christmas tree ornament filled with colorful, sparkly baubles that play Christmas carols on loop:
Lord, if you don't think Bethlehem is far away,
Regardless of the filth of the manger,

Please live in the place of my heart!

There, desire used to be the only attachment,

Now, I'd like to remove all dirt,

Let it be your kingdom of heaven!
May you awaken this intoxicated sleep,

Awaken this lost soul,

Let the earth dance with the heavens,

Let the world sing with the armies of heaven,

May the world rejoice,
May heaven and earth celebrate together,
Christ was born for me tonight!

This carol provokes more thinking about the history of wizards than Professor Binns's history of witch-burnings in the Middle Ages in his History of Magic class.

"Why do wizards still celebrate Christmas?" Muggle-born Hermione stared at the small Christmas tree in a defense against the dark arts class on Thursday, and raised this sharp question.

Peter shrugged, "Perhaps Christmas can make wizards better hidden among Muggles, and wizards from the Muggle world will inevitably affect the wizarding world."

"Then why would a Muggle-hating family like Malfoy want to celebrate this Muggle holiday?" Hermione asked.

Peter glanced in Malfoy's direction, who was frowning at the moment, pointing his wand at the crooked little Christmas tree he had engraved, with the baubles weeping from it.

"It is said that the ancestors of the Malfoy family often intermarried with Muggles in the upper class. They now emphasize that the rejection of Muggles is just to consolidate their family's superior position."

Hearing this fact, Hermione was dumbfounded, she couldn't imagine that the Malfoy family took the initiative to marry Muggles.

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While Peter thinks engraving tree ornaments is a fun pre-holiday break, the students think that engraving a Christmas tree full of musical ponies is harder than everything put together in Defense Against the Dark Arts this semester.

Especially the music balls on the Christmas tree, once the engraving is slightly wrong, not only will they not glow and sing, but they will also emit a terrifying cry.

Fred Weasley called it "The Banshee's Howl", and he commented that it would be appropriate for the Day of the Dead.

As usual, Peter was keeping Harry close when he wasn't in class, but in recent days, that work had been getting more and more hampered.

Every corridor in Hogwarts Castle is decorated with dense mistletoe, and the girls pretend to wander under the mistletoe, and Peter bumps into them several times.

These girls are ashamed to act alone and always go in groups. They think that this will increase their courage to find a dance partner, but they did not expect that doing so will reduce the courage of boys to invite them.

Sirius disliked living in the castle, but he patrolled the castle more enthusiastically than anyone else, checking every inch of the castle's walls for possible dark magic to ensure the safety of his godson.

Once Peter cast himself the Disillusionment Charm and slipped behind Sirius to find him humming a Christmas carol, "O God bless you, fair Hippogriff!"

The happiest man in the castle was probably Stanley Constantine.

It is said that his job here is to "ensure security and decorate the castle", but Peter only sees him hanging out with girls every day, boasting, and smoking Ska cigarettes in his mouth.

On Friday afternoon, on the rare occasion that Peter came across Konstantin alone, Peter stopped him.

"What's the matter? Dear Professor." He put his hands in his pockets and exhaled a big puff of smoke.

"I remember you said that you owe me a favor, and now I have something to ask for your help."

"Really? Did I say so?"

"You said—about that Shireen Carrow."

"Oh, I remembered, but that favor has expired, and we have broken up." He stroked his golden hair with a smile.

Peter didn't want to hang around with him anymore, but he knew there were some things that a decent man didn't understand.

"I have an old magic book here, and there is a sinister spell in it, can you help me find out the origin of this book?" Peter took out an old book with a black cover from his arms and handed it to Constantine.

Constantine casually flipped through a few pages, and without even turning the book upside down, he said with certainty: "I already know the origin of this book."

Peter stared into his blue eyes, expecting an answer, but he took the butt out of his mouth and pressed it out on the rotting parchment, leaving a charred hole.

"It's a replica, and if you bought it from an antique store, you're being taken aback."

"This is indeed a copy." Peter said calmly, "I hope you can help me find out the origin and nature of the spell inside."

Of course he knew that the book was a copy, since it had been forged by himself using transfiguration, and it was impossible for him to give the real thing to Constantine, but his confidence in Constantine was further enhanced: the man only touched the book with his hands. After a few clicks, you can tell the authenticity of the magic book.

Constantine showed a sly smile: "So, what can you give me in return?"

"I owe you a favor, can I?"

He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and showed his two rows of teeth, "You will regret saying this after a while, and no one who dares to owe me a favor will end well."

After speaking, he accepted the old book and stuffed it in the pocket of the windbreaker. Then he hummed a little song and went out from the hall. It seemed that his next target was another beautiful girl.

(End of this chapter)

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