I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 35 Christmas gifts for three people

Retirement life did not last long.

Because Christmas is coming.

Although he doesn't know why a group of wizards celebrate Christmas, Owen is really grateful to it for freeing him.

Morning auditorium.

The walls were covered with festoons of holly and mistletoe, and there were a dozen towering Christmas trees all over the room, some with tiny icicles, some with hundreds of candles.

He, Owen, sat alone at Hufflepuff's long table, tasting the cakes carefully made by the elves.

These are the time-honored recipes passed down by Ms. Hufflepuff for thousands of years.

1400 years of history you can hear, 1400 years of history you can see, 1400 years of history you can taste.

Hogwarts 491.

Well, to be honest, this kind of rose cake has been eaten too much, and there is nothing new about it. More than 400 years have passed, but the taste is still sweet.

In the corridor, many little wizards who had changed into normal clothes were running back and forth. Everyone was talking and laughing, looking forward to the Christmas holiday.

Those popular games in the wizarding world, such as wizard chess, wizard cards, and all kinds of annoying Weasley gadgets, can be seen everywhere in this day of professor's tacit approval.

"Bang" a Weasley fireworks exploded in front of the auditorium door.

Owen heard the sound and went out, only to see in front of the door, the Gryffindor trio and the Slytherin blonde collided.

Swallowing the last bite of the rose cake in his hand, Owen took a bite of the pumpkin pie next to his hand, and turned his head to watch the show.

It's a pity that the old Slytherin Zaun didn't exert his strength.

It should be said that Malfoy has become much 'better' since he was beaten by Harry and Ron.

The look in Harry's eyes was so 'lovely' (hatred)

A stubborn expression of love

snort!

Not interesting.

Owen's handsome little face twisted

The whole auditorium is filled with the sour smell of love!

Really, it affects people's appetite!

Then, he lifted his foot and left the auditorium.

Back in the common room, he played wizard chess with himself all morning, which he had prostituted from the old headmaster's office.

When eating in the auditorium at noon, I unexpectedly met Dumbledore again

The old headmaster smiled and kindly invited (forced) him to sit in the office.

Owen's wandering soul had nowhere to rest, so he simply followed.

Fast forward a few hours.

It wasn't until nightfall that he returned to the Hufflepuff common room.

Woke up early the next morning.

A new day comes with the death of a great country, silently.

Christmas is slowly approaching, bringing the end of a great era.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Owen found something at the foot of his bed.

After opening the bed curtain, he saw clearly that it was a box.

A large wooden box with four corners wrapped in metal and rivets.

There are three packages on the box.

The colors are different, and it can be distinguished that it is stained with mud. At a glance, it is known that it was given to him by Professor Sprout.

I opened it and looked, and sure enough, it contained an old book, "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms".

Owen flipped through a few pages and found that they were full of notes. It looked like a textbook from his student days.

The other package was reddish-brown and he opened it to find that Dumbledore had given him a box of multi-flavored beans.

A parchment scroll is also presented as a gift, which reads: You must be brave to try when you are young.

Hehe - Owen grinned lightly, then immediately threw it aside.

The last package, the smallest, was the usual Hufflepuff brown and opened to reveal a small box of homemade fudge that Hannah had given him.

Owen heard her mention it, saying it was the ancestral recipe of the Aibo family.

I took a sip, and um, it was so sweet.

It's a little greasy, but it doesn't hurt. Compared with the sweets that Professor Dumbledore likes, the sweetness is just watery.

And finally—the box.

Christmas gifts packed in a box

Hmm - that must be very valuable, Owen's eyes lit up, he quickly put all the other gift boxes on the bed, and then waved his wand.

After a 'click', the box slowly opened.

The rusty box opened creakingly, and then a cloud of black mist slowly overflowed from inside.

"Wardfa?"

Just when Owen squinted his eyes, he looked like someone was going to be unlucky, and he held up his wand, ready to lick the big melon on his face at any time.

A little wizard, also wearing pajamas and holding a wand, walked out of the box with a shocked expression.

"This is."

Owen looked at the other self who came out of the box, and was a little confused for a moment.

what is this?

Who made it for him?

Just when he was wondering, a scrap of paper that looked like it had been burnt fell at Owen's feet.

I bent down to pick it up, and saw a series of gorgeous and unusual writing on the paper. The last letter of each word had to be turned into several circles to spell out a sentence in English: "Knickknacks encountered in the forest, as a gift." Here you go, maybe you can use it for a prank or something."

"mischief?"

Owen frowned and continued to read.

"Has Dumbledore kicked you out of the castle? Huh! He just doesn't allow another voice to exist. As tough as ever. I'll go back and pick you up when I'm done with my business, maybe Durmstrang will It's your better choice."

"Also, I asked someone to bring you something 'fun'. He's going to Hogwarts in the spring or so."

"Finally, I wish you a Merry Christmas."

Well~ This box turned out to be sent to him by his grandfather.

snort!

I ignored him for several years, and now I suddenly wrote him a letter!

Feelings are fading, do you know, feelings are fading!

After Owen put away the scraps of paper, he began to look at the "other self" in front of him again.

"This—could it be the eldest brother! Imitate a teardrop?"

Owen raised his wand and poked the handsome man in front of him, with short black hair, gray eyes, and a face that looked exactly like his own, as if God (crossed out) Merlin had painstakingly sculpted it.

"woooo~"

The other self made an unexplained whine.

Then he turned around and got into the box.

"What the hell. Is it a treasure chest monster? Why don't you attack!"

"If you don't attack, how can you play a prank? Just a life-sized doll?"

After studying for a long time, he still couldn't figure out the reason.

Not being too lazy to waste time, he lifted the box to a corner by the window, changed his clothes, washed up, and left the dormitory.

A fire burned in the warm common room.

The table in the morning is already filled with all kinds of breakfast.

Owen found a seat and sat down, ready to enjoy the rare quiet time.

"Ah~~~~ Help!"

However, before he could take the first bite, a scream shattered the precious tranquility.

Owen frowned and walked away after hearing the sound, huh? ——Which direction——It seems to be his room.

"Trolls, there are trolls!"

After a day's work, I didn't touch any fish.

Sorry for the update! ! ! ! ! ! !

I am still not satisfied with this chapter and the next chapter. I am going to revise it carefully when I have time.