HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

Care of Magical Creatures Lesson.

Harry heard a cry of delight from the Gryffindor students behind him when he saw Professor Grubbly-Plank.

Not everyone knew that Hagrid had been transferred to teach lower grade courses, so when Harry turned around, he saw that the smiles on his classmates' faces were indeed sincere and happy.

He felt a little depressed.

But Harry's inner conscience told him that they and their happiness were there for a reason - Professor Grubbly-Plank's interesting lessons were truly interesting and lively, not dangerous and hurtful.

Licorice also saw Professor Graplan and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Dumbledore kept his word and did not allow Hagrid to continue his class.

The class went very normally - which is really not easy.

I mean, if Hagrid was the professor in Care of Magical Creatures.

Licorice was thinking about a question, if Professor Grubbly-Plank taught the class, then where would the trio start to get in touch with the Thestrals?

In the future, the Night Thestrals will help the trio.

Looking at Draco chatting with Nott beside her, she was a little worried. Would he start following Potter again?

"Why are you looking at me with such strange eyes?" Draco was very sensitive to line of sight. As a seeker, he saw the owner of the line of sight at the first moment.

"Nothing." Lycoris shook her head. "Hurry up and go to the Herbology class."

There were a lot of things going on in December, but Licorice remained calm.

Christmas is coming, and Licorice finally received the gift.

Slytherin common room.

Lycoris had not yet come to her senses when she was stopped by the president of the Gobstone Club.

She was thinking about the degree of "involvement" in the homework arrangement for the holidays and what her father said, "The prefect needs to participate in the Christmas decorations."

Licorice looked up and saw the blonde girl in front of her looking at her with a smile, her brown eyes sparkling.

"Cylinda, you're looking for me?"

"Here you go!" Silinda Mitchell handed a box of beautiful Gobstones to Licorice, and urged her earnestly, hoping that she would open it and take a look. "See if you like it?"

Very beautiful, Licorice likes it very much.

Seeing Licorice smile, Silinda Mitchell was very happy, "You like it, don't you? That's great, I hope the person you want to give it to will like it too!"

"Thank you, Silinda, I like it very much." Licorice thanked politely.

This was the gift I planned to give to my father this year, but I didn’t expect it to take so long.

However, this pattern is all hand-painted, and the maker has a very steady hand.

"As long as you like it, I'm leaving now!" Celinda Mitchell seemed to have something to do and left like the wind.

When Pansy and her sisters came back, they saw Licorice handling the ribbons.

"I thought Christmas was coming?" Pansy sat down and fiddled with the ribbons on the sofa. "What are you doing?"

"The dean said that every class leader must participate in the Christmas decorations and prepare in advance." Licorice explained without stopping her hands.

"Mistletoe?" Pansy picked up the mistletoe wreath that Licorice had prepared from the table. "You also know that legend?"

"The goddess of love said that kissing under the mistletoe tree will bring you eternal love." Lycoris took the time out of her busy schedule to look at Pansy. "Guess why she said that?"

"Why?" Pansy was very cooperative.

"Because her son, the God of Peace, is alive, she is happy." Lycoris smiled softly, "This is a mother goddess expressing her happiness after her son's resurrection, and a blessing bestowed on the world."

"What you said is weird, mother's love..." Pansy shook her head, "I won't be able to see couples kissing under the mistletoe anymore, my mind will be filled with 'This is the blessing of the God of Love for his son's resurrection, not just for you'."