I abducted HP's friend on his wedding day

The weather is getting colder, perhaps because of the rare calm outside, so this year Hogwarts is more lively than before.

Hagrid dragged the huge pine tree across the courtyard, and Professor McGonagall followed behind him with a relaxed expression.

When a student saw it, he smiled and asked, "Professor! Is that this year's Christmas tree?"

Professor McGonagall nodded.

It was the Christmas tree that Professor McGonagall planned to put in the Gryffindor common room, and she specifically asked Hagrid to choose the most beautiful one.

There were younger students who followed Zi and Ah back to the Gryffindor common room.

"I also want to put some decorations on it."

Professor McGonagall would naturally not object to the children's enthusiasm.

She guided the children to place various decorations on the tree using the levitation spell they had just mastered.

This scene looks warm and beautiful.

Salazar stood in the distance, watching silently.

After dinner today, they will take the Hogwarts Express every day to leave Hogwarts and go home to celebrate Christmas.

This is an important holiday for everyone, but not for Salazar.

Wizards from thousands of years ago didn't celebrate Christmas.

In Salazar's eyes, this actually gave rise to a somewhat novel feeling.

He saw a first-year little wizard using his own spell to lift a crystal ball. The thing had some weight. It was obvious that this was a bit difficult for the first-year little wizard.

Salazar turned his head away and quietly moved his lips a few times. As if being lifted by some force, the crystal ball flew precariously to a suitable position on the tree and hung on the branch.

The child who thought he had succeeded smiled brightly.

Salazar curled his lips and looked at the playful children, who were completely immersed in the joy of the holiday.

This was probably Salazar and Godric's first Christmas. Salazar felt a little happy when he thought of this. In such a strange world, spending a happy holiday with Godric seemed like a joy. Not a bad thing either.

I don’t know if that guy will like his gift.

Salazar was a little nervous when he thought about the gift he had prepared for Godric, but at the same time, he was also looking forward to Godric's gift.

On the day I left school, the food at the dinner was so rich that people couldn't imagine it.

Salazar's attention fell on these delicacies. Even if the conditions of the Slytherin family were superior enough, the material conditions of the wizarding world a thousand years ago could never be compared with this era.

However, even so, the Slytherin family is able to feed almost all of their newborns, which is already the envy of other families.

As for Salazar, being able to travel to this era, the most satisfying thing is probably the rich food here.

The students enthusiastically discussed going home. Except for a few students who needed to stay in school, most students wanted to go home. Moreover, this Christmas, everyone thought it would be a happy day.

The wizarding world was peaceful for a long time.

The careless wizards have long ignored the danger in the festive atmosphere. They may also feel that even Death Eaters will enjoy the festival well instead of suddenly appearing to cause trouble.

No one knows why Voldemort suddenly disappeared. They don't know that when they can gradually relax, it is because there is a young man who helps them carry everything.

During this time, Voldemort didn't seem to be causing any trouble. Salazar was very relaxed for a while.

After all, that guy had been trying to lift the curse Salazar had imposed on him before. He had tried many times. At the worst time, Salazar would vomit blood. At that time, Salazar really thought Voldemort could succeed.

Normally, Salazar would also feel headaches, chest tightness, and various discomforts in his body. Sometimes he could hear Voldemort's voice in his ears, full of bewitching words.

Voldemort was probably one of the most gifted wizards Salazar had ever seen.

Upon closer inspection, Salazar felt that among the people he knew, only Helga could compare to such a genius.

He bit into a hard object and noticed that it was a bone, a bone-in steak. Salazar frowned and realized that he was distracted, but it was strange, why did he think of that Voldemort?

Wizards, human beings full of magic, occasionally have some special feelings of déjà vu or premonitions.

Salazar subconsciously touched his nose, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

At this time, a boy with a very cheerful smile next to him patted his back vigorously.

"Hey Seles, don't just worry about eating, I'm telling you..."

Salazar was so disturbed that he had to restrain his random thoughts and was busy dealing with his overly enthusiastic roommate.

Listening to them talking about boring topics, he nodded perfunctorily and occasionally hummed to show that he was listening to them.

However, Salazar never thought about a word of what these boring guys said!

So, wait until the other person asks: "What do you think?"

Looking at the boy's expectant eyes, Salazar felt a little embarrassed.

What were they talking about just now?

"I can lift pretty well..." Salazar's voice gradually dropped, because he really didn't know what the premise of this question was, so he could only use such a vague answer.

Nothing can go wrong, right?

Sara looked at her roommates and saw that two of them had expressions that were hard to explain, and only one had eyes full of excitement.

"So Seles, you feel the same way!"

Salazar: "..."

"Great, then this Christmas, would you like to..."

Salazar interrupted directly: "No!" No matter what it was, although Salazar realized that he was wrong, he could only refuse directly. “My brother Gust and I are going to spend the holidays at one of my sisters’ houses this Christmas!”

"Okay..." The boy still didn't want to give up. "We can take a day!"

It's a pity that Salazar was unwilling: "Gust and I plan to go out during the festival, so I promised him first!"

So the boy had to give up.

Nicanor couldn't help but interject: "Stop causing trouble! That's Knockturn Alley!"

"But that sounds cool!"

Salazar blinked, what Knockturn Alley? Which Knockturn Alley? He really didn't know this place, it sounded like a place name, but Salazar, who missed the previous discussion, could only passively listen to the arguments among his roommates in lowered voices.

It seems that it is a very dangerous place.