Hogwarts Crawler

Eugene's sharpness shocked Adam more than once, but Adam was shocked by him again.

Adam asked in disbelief:

"Is this just your feeling? Any clues?"

"No, it's just a... inexplicable feeling."

Eugene shook his head,

"I rarely have such a situation, but every time such a feeling is usually very accurate."

That's too accurate!

Looking at the students who were lost in thought, Adam didn't know what to say for a while. He couldn't tell them that there was a Voldemort on the back of Professor Quirrell's head.

Fortunately, Eugene's guess was always just a guess, and everyone's attention returned to the field: the Slytherin team took advantage of the time when Harry was out of control to score crazy goals and scored 40 points in a short while.

Quidditch games are ultimately won or lost by points. Catching the Golden Snitch is just a sign of the end of the game. Therefore, even if the Golden Snitch has 150 points, if the score difference between the two teams is too large, it may still be impossible to turn the tables.

"What a pity, it seems that Slytherin will win again this time."

Cedric sighed.

"Do you really want Gryffindor to win?"

Cologne was a little curious.

"I don't want Gryffindor to win, but I want Slytherin to lose. Although I don't want to say this, no house in the school wants to see Slytherin win the Quidditch Cup, or the House Cup - except Slytherin himself."

Cedric looked around and said after confirming that there were only Hufflepuffs:

"Their victory always makes this honor lose its original glory, and their arrogant look after the victory makes people want to beat them up. You will see it later."

"It seems that Slytherin often wins."

Uther said as he looked at the captain of the Slytherin team who grabbed the Quaffle and was about to throw the ball.

"After all, people who do whatever it takes always have more advantages."

Cedric shrugged and turned to leave. It seemed that he didn't intend to stay to see the moment when Slytherin won.

At this moment, the sounds around suddenly became chaotic - this was not the sound that should be heard when Slytherin won - Cedric frowned and turned around to squeeze back to the edge of the guardrail to look down:

Harry Potter knelt on the ground, but he held the Golden Snitch in his raised hand.

Cedric was stunned and looked at the scoreboard. The difference between Gryffindor and Slytherin was far from 150 points. In other words, Gryffindor won!

"What did I miss?!"

On the way back to the castle, Cedric wore a mask of pain all the way.

"Harry suddenly accelerated, probably because he found the Golden Snitch, and then dived all the way to the ground - finally he knelt on the ground and coughed, and spit out the Golden Snitch, that's it."

Cologne repeated it to him.

"We didn't see it clearly."

Adam comforted him:

"It's complicated to say, but it was just a blink of an eye. By the time we reacted, Harry was already holding the Golden Snitch."

"Then at least you saw it..."

Cedric sighed and looked at Adam:

"Can I have two pumpkin pies to heal my broken heart?"

"... Come to my dormitory later."

Adam sighed. He shouldn't have sympathized with this guy.

"Hey, thanks~"

Cedric patted Adam on the back and ran away:

"I have classes in the afternoon. I'll see you after dinner~"

The sudden situation on the Quidditch field seemed to be just a simple accident. Except for a few people, no one remembered it by the time of the second Quidditch game.

Christmas is coming soon, and Hogwarts is finally filled with the festive atmosphere again.

"Aren't you all going home?"

Adam sorted his luggage and looked at his roommates who didn't plan to move.

Uther shrugged his shoulders: "My family is in Egypt, and it's not worth flying back during these few days of vacation."

Cologne sighed: "My parents went to the dragon farm to buy goods. I'll be alone if I go back, so I might as well stay in the dormitory."

Eugene was silent for a while: "I don't want to go back."

Hearing his reason, the others wisely chose not to ask, but looked at Bernard.

"I want to see how wizards spend Christmas."

Bernard's eyes lit up, as if he was looking forward to something.

Adam had discovered before that this guy was very curious and very active. He dared to go into the restricted book area alone before. To be honest, Adam suspected that he might have already visited the room on the fourth floor.

"Well, since you are not going back, why don't I stay for Christmas too."

Adam touched his chin and analyzed.

"No, no, no, noDon't think about us. If your family is still waiting for you to spend Christmas together, go back. The four of us won't feel lonely together. "

Cologne waved his hand generously.

"In fact, our family doesn't celebrate Christmas, but the Chinese Spring Festival. Christmas is just a simple holiday for us. And think about it carefully. If you make a batch of gingerbread men, candies and other snacks for Christmas, it should be very popular. "

Adam's eyes lit up:

"Maybe you can make a lot of money!"

He did it right away. Adam picked up the feather pen and wrote a letter to his parents. The letter from Adam's parents was delivered in the early morning of the day before Christmas.

"It's done!"

Back in the dormitory, Adam put down the letter paper and the package that was sent with the letter:

"My parents not only agreed, but also sent me some ingredients. It's so thoughtful!"

"What's in it? "

Hearing that it was food, the roommates were no longer sleepy. Those who wanted to take a nap immediately struggled to get out of the bed.

There was no other way. In this weather, even a body made of iron could not withstand the impact of a bed made of magnets!

"It's all kinds of sugars - maple syrup, maltose... and brown sugar and osmanthus honey."

Adam unpacked the package and lined up the boxes with different sweet aromas on the table. His eyes lit up when he saw the last one:

"And glutinous rice? Mom is so thoughtful! I remember I brought red dates before. Why not make snacks that are too soft? Let's make eight-treasure rice pudding. The bean paste I made last time is not used up yet..."

"Slurp-gulp--"

The sound of swallowing saliva rang out in the dormitory. Although they couldn't understand it, they just had to eat what Adam made!

However, after swallowing his saliva, Cologne looked at the various ingredients in front of him, each of which was not much, and showed concern:

"Although there are many varieties of these things, there is only a little of each... Is it really enough to sell?"

"Don't worry, these ingredients are enough. After all, I still have magic~"

Adam put the ingredients back together, and recipes have emerged in his mind. His plan to promote Adam's small shop to the entire Hogwarts on Halloween was forced to be interrupted. This time, he must let the whole Hogwarts feel the power of the mysterious food from the East!