Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

Time flew by and came to Christmas Eve. Except for a few more Quidditch matches, Harry performed very well. Nothing worth mentioning happened during this period, except that Jerry found that the frequency of his encounters with Hermione seemed to have changed. Taller.

But Jerry quickly attributed it to a coincidence - it's impossible for Hermione to be following him, right?

"Hey Jerry, are you coming to my house for Christmas?"

It was Daphne who spoke, and the little girl nervously stroked her long golden hair as she spoke.

"Sorry, I still have things to do at Christmas." Jerry sighed. This was the number of times he had rejected invitations from girls.

"Well..." Daphne plucked up the courage to say, "Anyway, I think you should go see my father."

After all, that is your father too!

"Huh?" Jerry was shocked.

Is this fast forward to meeting the parents?

Western girls are indeed too open-minded.

Jerry was very moved and refused Daphne's invitation.

Ivan and Benson had already sent him a letter, saying that the game Jerry had commissioned them to make had been completed, and invited Jerry to visit and give guidance.

Although he was confused about their choice of words, Jerry readily agreed.

Who can resist a real-life war chess game that allows you to move and shoot?

Daphne left disappointed.

Jerry stayed in the common room. The fire was burning brightly in the fireplace. From the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see that a thick layer of ice had formed on the lake.

Snape came to register the names of the students who were staying at school for the holidays. Unsurprisingly, almost no Slytherin students signed their names.

However, after seeing that Jerry was not going to stay in school, Snape looked at him strangely, but didn't say anything, and left in a hurry after finishing the statistics.

At noon, when Jerry arrived at the auditorium, he found that the auditorium had completely changed——

The walls were covered with hanging ribbons of holly and mistletoe, and a dozen towering Christmas trees were erected throughout the room. Some of the trees were hung with sparkling icicles, and some were lit by hundreds of candles. .

People kept coming to say hello and farewell to Jerry, most of them girls.

Among them, the one who looked most familiar to Jerry was a Ravenclaw girl named Alice Brooke. She was the chuunibyou who often stayed next to Jerry in Transfiguration class. Her biggest hobby was observing Jerry's transformations. Those messy things were all drawn according to their appearance.

Jerry was impressed and took note of her name.

Alice usually seems to hide her hobby well. She looks good, has a good personality, and performs well in all classes. She even got involved in Hermione's "study support group". The position of vice president.

She appears to be full on the outside, but is she a middle-aged child on the inside?

Jerry always thought that this kind of character would only appear in anime.

After Alice came over, she first inquired about Jerry's holiday arrangements.

There is nothing to hide. Jerry is going to go back to the orphanage first. After spending Christmas Eve with the children, he will go back to Diagon Alley the next day and stay there forever.

After hearing that Jerry would stay in Diagon Alley most of the time, Alice's eyes lit up and she left with satisfaction.

I don't know what to be happy about.

Soon, the banquet began, and Dumbledore appeared at the seat for the first time, but his expression was not very good, and he kept whispering something to Snape.

It wasn't until Professor McGonagall reminded him in a low voice that the worry dissipated from his brows.

Dumbledore showed a big smile and held up the golden cup: "Happy holidays, children, but don't play too hard, and you will end up giving back to the teacher what you have learned so hard."

There was laughter below, and at the same time, pots of roasted turkey, hills of potatoes and grilled sausages, and plates of tempting-looking desserts appeared on the long table.

The house elves in the kitchen seem to be working hard to impress people at their last lunch before the holidays.

Turkey is a plump, juicy, high-quality chicken. After being peeled off, the outside is brushed with a layer of oil and seasonings. After being roasted at the right temperature, the skin is crispy and refreshing, and the oil is not greasy.The oily aroma is overflowing when you bite into it, and the fat and tender chicken seems to melt in your mouth. You can swallow it in one bite without chewing.

Compared to the old and useless turkey we had in the orphanage, it was so much higher.

It can be said to be one of the best roast chickens.

Jerry thought that he could go to the kitchen later and ask the house elves to pack a bag for him to take back.

After eating and drinking enough, if their parents come to pick them up, they can go home in the afternoon. If not, they will have to wait until the next day, and the Hogwarts Express will send them to London together.

Jerry's belly was stuffed with turkey and snacks. He walked around the castle to eat while watching the Weasley brothers and Harry having a snowball fight.

After watching for a while, Jerry felt a little sleepy, so he went back to the dormitory and slept all afternoon. When he woke up, he found that most of the Slytherin students had been picked up by their parents.

Jerry came to the auditorium, where there were much fewer people than at noon. He saw Daphne standing with a middle-aged man, who was also carrying a small women's suitcase.

After seeing Jerry, he didn't know what Daphne said to him. He glared at her fiercely, looking like she wanted to eat him alive.

Immediately afterwards, he strode over.

"Boy, I warn-"

"Father~" Daphne tugged on the man's sleeve dissatisfiedly - Jerry watched with interest as the man's expression changed, and finally, he forced a smile.

"Okay, I mean - you're Jerry Yoder, right? I heard Daphne talking about you..."

He held out a hand toward Jerry, with an obviously malicious smile on his face.

It seemed that he wanted to teach Jerry a lesson while shaking hands.

Jerry could understand his feelings. After all, if his daughter was given away for free like Daphne, he would have to break the culprit's legs!

But this time the culprit is himself, so that’s okay.

Therefore, he just nodded lightly and had no intention of shaking hands at all.

The man's smile suddenly froze on his face.

"Daphne, dear, did you see? He is just an ungrateful little villain..."

"I saw it, Father," Daphne said angrily, "You should apologize to Jerry."

It's obvious that you abandoned her first, but you still put on a fierce look when they met. You're not reflecting on her at all!

"What?!" The man's eyes widened, "I apologize to him?"

The man couldn't believe his ears.

Even if your married daughter throws away the water, you haven't even gotten married yet, so how come all the water has been thrown away?