Homecoming from Hogwarts

Amosta sighed slightly in his heart. He knew that the questions between himself and Dumbledore made the three little guys aware of something. However, the three little guys who lacked information went in the wrong direction, but Amosta There was no intention of solving their doubts, because this was not something they could interfere with.

"My humble opinion, Hermione—"

Now that they have gone down to the second floor, little wizards from all over have gathered to go to the auditorium for breakfast. On the platform of the second floor, Amosta stood still and looked at the three Harrys who were intoxicated in the 'Detective Game' ,smiling,

"At this moment, instead of spending energy on getting to the bottom of it, it's better to put down the burden and enjoy this wonderful Christmas. What do you think?"

Hermione's lips suddenly tightened, her cheeks turned red and hot, and Harry and Ron behind her were also avoiding Professor Blaine's eyes. For Professor Blaine in an ordinary state, such remarks were equivalent to Yu criticized.

Du, du, du—

Just when the three Harrys were racking their brains to say something to apologize, the clear sound of wooden sticks hitting the floor suddenly came from the stairs on their side. This sound that they were already very familiar with not only attracted their attention, It also attracted Professor Brain's attention.

"Oh, Professor Moody--"

Amosta glanced at Alastor's snow cloak and snow boots, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"What's going on? Are you planning to go out?"

"Oh, Blaine—"

Professor Moody's magic eye seemed to have failed just now. He was a little surprised to meet Amosta and Harry here. After suffocating, Professor Moody limped over and shouted harshly. said,

"That's right, Blaine, I have to patrol the Forbidden Forest!"

Moody said,

"Of course, you all know that I am usually used to activities at night, because those damn despicable people like to take advantage of the darkness to do bad things, but Albus seems to think that I should not miss the evening activities, ho ho, Yule Ball, It’s amazing”

Professor Moody let out a series of crude laughs of unknown meaning, and then said to them,

"Since Albus said so, I will participate, but I can't leave that forest alone. Who knows how many people with scheming intentions are hidden in it!"

The three Harrys all looked at Professor Moody with admiration. It was such a cold day and such heavy snow to patrol the Forbidden Forest just to prepare for a terrorist attack that would probably never happen. This kind of spirit is really admirable. !

"Oh, really?"

Amosta nodded, and after being silent for a while, he suddenly threw the bag of candies under his arm into Professor Moody's arms. When Professor Moody had one big and one small, his two blue eyes shot out. With a look of astonishment in his eyes, Amosta shrugged innocently and spoke in a casual tone.

"I guess you don't have time to come back for lunch, Professor Moody. Just think of it as a New Year's gift--"

Harry guessed that Professor Moody had probably never received a gift like candy in his life. Otherwise, he would not have been so surprised after receiving the candy from Professor Blaine. Moreover, his normal blue eye was still shining. A little touched.

but--

Harry glanced at the candy in his hand and took the unsent candy and gave it away as Christmas gifts. This was really like Professor Blaine's style. A secret smile appeared at the corner of Harry's mouth, and the little bit of sadness towards Professor Blaine because of Fleur's incident disappeared.

Just like Professor Blaine's attitude towards Fleur, it's really nothing to worry about, right?

Professor Moody was still in a daze, while Professor Blaine had already turned back and went downstairs, and the three Harrys quickly followed.

There were already many students having breakfast in the noisy auditorium. In addition to the evening dance, which was a hot topic of discussion, students were also talking about the extraordinarily elegant auditorium.

Although not many students celebrated Christmas at school in the past, basically every year after the first snowfall, Hagrid would start decorating the Christmas tree in the auditorium, and the castle would be filled with colorful ribbons, mistletoe and ivy. However, what is puzzling is that this year’s Christmas dinner is much grander than before, but except for a few symbolic cedars, there are no extra decorations in the auditorium.

This is extremely common in ordinary times, but on this special day, it undoubtedly seems a bit out of place.

The students were all speculating about what kind of tricks the school was doing, and some good-hearted people had asked the professors about it. However, this time, even Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout, who always liked to share secrets with the little wizards, Just keep your mouth shut and just tell them to keep looking forward to it.

"Oh, Professor Blaine, good morning—"

Amosta went down to the first floor and was about to turn around and walk to the auditorium when Durmstrang's warrior, Viktor Krum, suddenly walked in. He and his classmates were obviously here to have breakfast, too. Mu's face was still gloomy as usual, but after seeing Amosta, the gloom turned into a brief panic. After saying hello, he and his classmates hurried to the Slytherin table.

"Good morning, Mr. Krum——"

Amosta also smiled slightly at Viktor Krum, but there was some doubt hidden in the slight frown between his eyebrows.

Karkaroff's warrior used to admire him quite a bit, which could not be hidden from his eyes, but recently, the child's attitude towards him seemed to have changed a bit. Every time he met him, he always looked like he couldn't wait to stay away from him. appearance.

Did Karkaroff give him an order to stay away from him, or was he blaming himself for breaking up his invitation to Hermione to the ball, causing his invitation to fail?

"Then, see you tonight, everyone -" No matter what the reason was, Amosta didn't particularly care. He turned around and said to the three little guys with a smile, and then walked to the staff table without asking. After receiving the key information, Harry, Hermione and Ron could only look at each other in despair and then walked towards the Gryffindor table.

After breakfast, the three of them went to the snow-filled Quidditch pitch for half an hour. Because they all had to attend a banquet in the evening, including Harry who wanted to have a party, so they just The training time can be advanced.

For the rest of the morning, the three of them stayed in the common room, admiring the gifts they received just like their classmates. Then, they returned to the auditorium to enjoy a sumptuous lunch, including at least A hundred turkeys and a pile of Christmas puddings, and mountains of Cribbage wizard biscuits.

In the afternoon, they went outside to the field. On the white lawn, she had a snowball fight with her Gryffindor classmates. However, Hermione only wanted to watch Harry and the Weasley brothers having a snowball fight, but she refused to participate.

They also took the time to go to Hagrid's.

"Oh, hehe, you will be really impressed!"

When Dom handed them hot tea, Hagrid, who was taking care of the few Blast-Ended Skrewts, said to them in a seductive tone,

"Professor Brain came up with an idea about the banquet in the evening, and all the professors raised their hands in approval. To be honest, sometimes I really don't understand where all the wonderful ideas come from in his head!"

But after arousing their interest, Hagrid was unwilling to say any more, no matter how much they begged.

"Just wait and see, it's only a few hours, isn't it?"

Hagrid said with a smile.

"There are only a few hours left. If there is any need to keep it secret, I want to see what new tricks I can come up with!"

Ron said unhappily as he left Hagrid's hut.

After being whetted by Hagrid, the three Harrys had no intention of messing around outside. Although there were still three hours until the banquet, they all planned to return to the common room.

"Make yourself presentable, Harry—"

Hermione, who was about to go back to the dormitory to clean herself up, said to Harry,

"Since Furong wants to take advantage of you, then let her have a good look at it!"

As she said that, Hermione looked at Ron again. The moment their eyes came into contact, a blush appeared on their cheeks.

"Same to you, Ron—"

Hermione said softly, then turned and ran away.

"Make it presentable—"

After Hermione disappeared around the corner of the stairs, Ron said sadly,

"What the hell, is that dress my mother bought me that was still popular a few centuries ago?"

"If you don't mind-" Harry shrugged, "We can switch, Ron, I don't care what Fleur thinks of me-"

Harry's proposal did make Ron interested for a moment, but then, he looked at Harry carefully for a few times, and his expression fell again.

"Forget it, Harry, I can't fit into your clothes-"

(End of this chapter)