The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

Saturday, December 21st.

Loren came back from the Owlery with an amused smile on her lips.

The mail-order package from Tuofan Clothing Store has been successfully received, but the size of the gift box is a bit large. The postman who traveled a long distance with the package was full of resentment. The postage fee was doubled and he was fed several pieces of dried white rat meat on the spot to calm it down.

Unfortunately, Hermione couldn't see the package for the time being. After signing for it and stuffing it into the pendant, Loren hummed a tune and walked towards the castle.

The foyer was crowded with young wizards returning home from vacation, dragging their suitcases and standing under the steps, craning their necks to wait for the arrival of the Thestral carriage. Neville was standing behind the crowd, wearing a gray windbreaker that reached his knees, saying goodbye to his friends with a smile. There were two boxes beside him, one for himself and one for Hannah. He looked very manly.

Hannah had stayed in school in previous years, but this year the situation was different. She had to go back to attend the Christmas party at the Leaky Cauldron.

The Leaky Cauldron has not been lively for a long time. Old Tom, like the furniture in the bar, has aged rapidly since it became deserted. The whole person has become lifeless. Experienced old wizards know that this is not a good sign.

Hannah's family is related to the bar owner Tom, and they plan to go to the party together this year to have a good time.

Seamus and Dean stood in front of them with serious expressions and solemnly warned him: "Neville Longbottom, you have to remember that you didn't come home just to reunite your family, you came home for the sake of the entire Dumbledore family. If you get any information about Voldemort and the Death Eaters from your parents, please contact us immediately using the communicator!"

"..." Neville looked helpless.

"Leaving now?" Loren came to a few people and joked with a smile, "Prefect Longbottom worked so hard to hang the banners and ribbons in the common room. I don't want to stay and watch them light up on Christmas Eve. What does it look like?”

"Then please enjoy my share as well."

"Superior Longbottom's emotional intelligence has improved and he doesn't even blush now."

"..."

Neville didn't know how to answer the question, so he smiled shyly, his baby-fat face showing a bit of the innocence of a child.

From a distance, Loren saw the skinny Thestral pulling a carriage slowly approaching, and patted him on the shoulder: "No kidding, the carriage is here. Pay attention to safety on the road. See you next semester."

"You guys too, stay safe in school, see you next semester."

"Merry Christmas in advance."

"Merry Christmas."

Also leaving with them were Rolf and Luna.

Luna originally planned to stay in school, but Rolf convinced her to go home to be with Mr. Lovegood and not leave her father alone for Christmas.

Luna felt sorry for her old father and nodded in agreement.

Rolf then said that even though there were only two people in her house, it was still too deserted. She might as well spend Christmas at their house because his family was so lively.

Luna hesitated.

Rolf said very seriously that his grandfather was a well-known expert on magical animals. When he was young, he traveled around the world and took down a lot of notes and information. He might have clues to those rare magical animals. When you arrive at his home, it is very convenient whether it is expert consultation or information browsing.

Luna was impressed by the superior academic environment of the Scamander family and agreed to go to their home during the Christmas vacation to conduct academic research on magical animals.

Rolf highly praised her academic spirit and happily saved several volumes of parchment with her, all about magical animals such as the scimitar-horned snorkel and the molesting fly that had never been confirmed.

Loren despised this kind of behavior of abducting a little girl and cheating on her father.

As for himself?

He was the one who was abducted.

…

After watching them get into the car and drive away, Loren, Seamus and Dean turned and walked into the foyer.

The aisle has been decorated with Christmas-only decorations. The holly branches are tied with colorful ribbons, which are red and green. Sprigs of mistletoe are hung at intervals. The men and women who are about to separate stand under the mistletoe and nibble each other. The scene is a bit ferocious.

Loren looked over with interest, learning the posture while talking to Seamus and Dean beside him: "Why don't you two go home this year?"

"I'm of mixed race, and my mother is more comfortable with me staying in school."

"I'll stay with Seamus."

"..."

Loren looked at the green mistletoe and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Are heretics blessed by mistletoe?

Seamus didn't notice this and kept talking happily: "I wanted to stay for the past two years, just because I was afraid that my mother would break my legs. Now, no matter what exciting adventures you have during the Christmas vacation, We will all participate!”

"That's right!"

"Your plan may fail." Loren broke their expectations.

"Why?"

"The adventure Harry planned was at Professor Slughorn's Christmas party, and you two are not members of the Slug Club."

"!!"

Seamus and Dean paused and looked at each other in silence, filled with resentment and injustice.

He happened to be standing under a leafy sprig of mistletoe.

Loren quietly glanced above the two of them and silently quickened his pace.

…

After passing through the foyer and walking along the aisle, you will find the auditorium in front of you.

Loren thought as he walked inside.

If Hermione asked him later what he was doing, he would not be lying if he said he was going to see off Neville and Rolf.

One door in the auditorium was closed and one was open, allowing the warm air to escape.

Two students came towards them, one of them looked familiar, with light blond hair and the Slytherin logo embroidered on the chest of his magic robe.

Draco passed by with a calm expression, nodded slightly to him, and then continued to talk to Theodore Nott in a low voice, and the two gradually walked away.

"It will be a lively Christmas..." Loren thought.

Walking into the hall, Hagrid had already moved in the twelve Christmas trees that were indispensable every year, standing neatly by the wall, and beautiful fairies flapped their wings around the Christmas stars, sprinkling crystal powder. Banners and mascots of the four colleges were hung on the walls, and bright colored paper was posted on the windows. The candlelight reflected the gold foil, shining brightly.

Some students who stayed in school sat near the long table of the college, playing cards and chess, tasting snacks, and Harry and Ron were playing a wizard card game, using chocolate frog cards as hand cards.

Loren came to sit next to the girl.

Hermione raised her head, but didn't ask him what he had been doing. Instead, she leaned her head on his shoulder and gently bumped it: "I'm not going home for Christmas again this year. Mom will nag me again."

The fluffy hair brushed across her cheeks, making her feel itchy.

The warm air rippled out from the fireplace, mixed with the sweet smell of snacks, and the festive atmosphere gradually became stronger.