Librarian at Hogwarts

Another gloomy morning.

Ignat pushed open the window door. He hadn't opened the door or window in the house for a long time.

The moment he opened the door and window, even Xiu Xiu made a sound of protest.

"Please, with such thick hair on your body, I can guarantee that you won't feel cold even in the ice and snow."

Ignat apparently ignored Xiu Xiu's protests.

The Bowtruckle did not react at all. Of course, it is not ruled out that its nervous system may be relatively slow, causing it to not feel the cold air coming quietly yet.

"The house must be ventilated."

Ignat explained to Xiu Xiu who was leaning by the heater.

"Smell it, I think the house is almost pickled."

Not long after, Neil opened the door and walked in.

"Oh my God."

"Is your heater broken?"

"Igno, you are as cold as the Snow Queen when she goes crazy."

Neil shook his body coldly, and then he and Xiu Xiu quickly leaned against the heater.

The weather has cooled down a lot recently, and all Quidditch games have been cancelled. It can be said that Neil has directly entered a holiday state.

"Christmas is coming soon, how do you think we should spend it this time?"

Neil asked with interest as he looked at Ignat who was busy cleaning up in the house.

"Well, before Christmas, Dumbledore asked me to go back to Godric's Hollow with him..." Ignat replied.

"Oh, can I go to that place too?"

"Well... I think it should be okay... Dumbledore should be visiting his sister, so we can stop by my old house to have a look... Although there is nothing left there now, except for a shabby building room."

"Then you should find a chance to decorate it, Igno, after all, it is your hometown. Build a huge fireplace, and then add a few Hawaiian-style elves... Oh, a huge mansion, warm Swimming pool, bathhouse...and finally a complimentary kitchen, I believe that Merlin will not want to leave even after he comes."

Neil kept fantasizing.

Recently, he has read a lot of Muggle magazines here in Igno, and he has always been looking forward to the Muggle mansions.

"That costs a lot of money. Just the Hawaiian-style elf you mentioned—damn it, why haven't I heard of this type now?"

Igno immediately felt that he seemed to be a little behind the times.

"Ah hey, you don't know this is normal - you are either flipping through a bunch of alchemy books or training that huge spider all day long."

"I've read a lot of newspapers—"

Neil crossed his legs proudly and talked.

"Some time ago, there were several wizarding exhibitions, magical magical creatures, ancient magical supplies, and some trendy things - clothes or something."

Igno nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and kept praising: "That's great, Magician Neil. It seems that your holiday life has started very happily."

Neil didn't seem to hear the ridicule in Igno's words, or this was just the way they communicated on weekdays, and both parties were immune to these words.

"Let's get down to business. Let's talk about Christmas first. Those Hawaiian elves and stuff, I think we can talk about it later."

Ignat rolled his eyes at Neil. From beginning to end, he had never been interested in this kind of elf.

"Before Christmas, it's Dumbledore's business."

"Then at Christmas, Professor Slughorn, the head of Slytherin, invited me to his club party."

"Etc., etc."

Neil interrupted.

"Why didn't he invite me?"

"I didn't know you could accept so many invitations in one day."

Now, it was Igno's turn to be proud.

"personal charisma."

These words made Niel want to pick up a piece of hot coal and throw it at Igno's body.

"Did Professor Slughorn say you could bring friends?"

"I don't want to be alone at Christmas."

"I originally wanted to call Dumbledore, Bathida, McGonagall, Leta, Newt and the others - I know these people from school."

"But they all seem to have appointments already."

"Dumbledore will stay until after Christmas when he goes back."

"Bathcida is also planning to go home, saying there is some kind of sister gathering."

"And McGonagall, my God, I can't believe that Professor McGonagall is going to meet her sweetheart - I always thought she was the kind of witch who has no desires or desires."

"As for Newt and Rita, let alone these two students...the college party...tsk tsk tsk, I'm so envious."

Neil kept thinking beside him without stopping for a moment.

Igno only felt like there was a broadcast machine working constantly in his house, and the most annoying thing was that when you wanted to press the pause button, you found that it had no effect at all.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you with me."

Igno quickly interrupted Neil's thoughts.

"My good brother, I knew you would do this. You certainly can't bear to see me spending Christmas Eve alone in the house."

Igno didn't want to answer. After the air in the room became much fresher, he closed all the doors and windows again.

"After Christmas, I thought I might make a long trip...two trips to be exact."

Ignat put on a coat and said to Neil while changing clothes.

Neil rolled his eyes and continued to listen to Igno's words.

"I think after Christmas, Septimus and the others should set off to search for Slytherin's legacy. Although I don't know the specific time, it should be shortly after Christmas."

"Then I have to go to the Department for the Control of Magical Creatures to take on the next mission - to quell the thunderbird riot. If possible, maybe we will have one more thunderbird in our team in the future."

After hearing this, Neil's neck tensed back nervously.

He couldn't believe it.

"Thunderbird?"

"Is it the big bird with lightning all over its body and the beep beep beep of thunder and lightning?"

"Oh, Igno, when will the animals you raise become more normal - like a Hawaiian-style elf or something."

Igno continued to choose to ignore Neil's words.

Neil was talking as if he suddenly remembered something important.

He suddenly slapped his thigh, and then said to Igno in surprise: "I asked why I keep thinking about the Hawaiian elves in my mind... I saw a wizard at the Wizards Exhibition, and he exhibited A very beautiful woman.”

Igno frowned, woman, for display?

"What do you think that woman can do?"

"She can turn into a giant snake!"