HP Approaches the Magical World

Chapter 42 Christmas (thanks to Zhen Nine)

Hufflepuff Institute of Magic Research has ushered in a very good start.

Jon sat on his seat and looked at Professor Sprout standing on the podium. He suddenly felt that this scene was like a presentation meeting for a certain magical achievement.

Jon has participated in many academic seminars in the past, and they are all sitting down and looking at the people who are making reports on the podium as they are now.

Professor Sprout has the demeanor of a great magician. She usually teaches everyone in the greenhouse. Standing on the podium, she makes no secret of her preference for Hufflepuff students, and even tells the audience very clearly. The students of Hufflepuff—as long as they perform well enough, she won’t be stingy in giving extra points to her college.

This made the students who participated in the Magic Research Society very excited. Professor Sprout gave them the illusion that they were a certain scholar, so each of them tried their best to show a serious expression-as if participating. The United Nations Youth Conference.

Among them, Stephen and Scully, who are sitting next to Jon, are the most funny. Forren has at least watched the news on TV, so imitating the posture of those politicians is not a violation.

This large classroom immediately became the public study room of Hufflepuff College. Professor Sprout used a large-scale temperature control magic in this classroom to make the temperature of the study room as warm as a greenhouse. Going out from here is Hufflepuff’s common room, so students don’t have to worry too much.

Hufflepuff students almost all joined the club, especially the senior students represented by the sixth and seventh grades are the most active-they really want to win a college cup before graduation.

The students in the lower grades did not lag far behind. The high-level magic displayed by the students in the upper grades in the study room gave them a considerable interest in magic.

However, there are not many students who usually appear in the study room. After all, clubs are not courses, nor are clubs requiring fixed-time activities. The clubs are relatively more mobile.

Except for everyone holding a large meeting every Saturday night to show their new discoveries or some whimsical ideas, everyone is free at other times.

Jon and Stephen are always doing homework in the study room. Here you can ask questions from other grades at any time. Everyone consciously maintains the habit of not making loud noises and will not disturb each other.

With the support of Jon, Stephen also showed the improved fluorescent spell to everyone at the Saturday meeting before Christmas. The effect of this low-level spell is not improved after being improved, but it is more suitable for lower grade students. Up.

Professor Sprout was very happy with Steven, the first student to innovate. After instructing Stephen to teach this improved spell to everyone, she gave Hufflepuff fifteen points and five points for the spell. Give Steven the spirit of innovation.

This makes the students very excited.

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As Christmas approaches, everyone can’t wait to see the holiday.

Although there is a blazing fire in the Hufflepuff common room, the draughty corridors are cold and biting, and the windows of the classrooms are also rattling by the freezing cold wind.

Christmas is on Tuesday, so I still have classes on Monday.

The last class on Monday is Snape’s potions class. This is really not good news. Professor Snape’s class is in an underground classroom. The low temperature caused them to breathe and a cloud of white mist formed in front of them, so they had to be as close as possible. Their hot crucible.

Fortunately, Professor Snape’s expressionless face finally became a little gentler on Christmas Eve. Jon even saw the professor smile a little bit. He found that Professor Snape’s smile was actually pretty good. It’s just that he laughed for too short a time that made Jon think he was dazzled.

With the end of the last potion class, the Christmas holiday begins.

Early the next morning, Jon and his three roommates rode to the station in a carriage. Bella, who hadn’t seen him for a long time, finally remembered her good brother during the holiday and had to sit in a cubicle with four little boys. Inside, there was also a little girl from the first grade of Ravenclaw.

Marietta Ekmo, the whistleblower in Jon’s memory.

At this time, the little girl has not yet become the later witch who violated the oath. She looks a little shy and can be regarded as a very beautiful little girl.

Stephen is the most cheerful personality in the group of four. In a few words, he chatted with Bella. Fren and Scully said this one by one. Marietta occasionally shyly interjected, Joe En is also happy to be free.

His small suitcase contains portraits and magic circle materials, so he has to be careful lest the parent of a student at the station discover the unusual magic fluctuations in his suitcase.

Stealing from Hogwarts seems to be a big crime.

In the afternoon, the train finally stopped at King’s Cross Station The students who changed into casual clothes were about to leave platform 9 and 3/4. Fortunately, many students chose to stay at school during the holidays, otherwise here There will be more people.

A small flow of people passed through the wall quietly, Jon mixed in the crowd, and did not attract anyone’s attention. When they walked to the entrance of the station, the six people separated and went to find their own parents.

“Didn’t my uncle come?”

Bella carrying the box, stood at the gate of the station with Jon, looking for Mr. Smith.

“I told him that he could be a little later. He has a class today. Out of compensation for us, he decided to invite us to McDonald’s.”

Jon raised the envelope in Yang’s hand. There were several pound sterling in it.

“Oh? It’s really unexpected not to go back right away.”

Although it was said, there was no surprise in Bella’s voice, and Jon even heard a little smile: “Let’s go to McDonald’s and wait. It’s too cold outside.”

Mr. Smith gave Jon enough money. While waiting to pick up the meal, Jon also ran to the bookstore next to him to buy two selections of medieval literature.

“What did you buy this for?”

Bella flipped through the book while drinking Coke, then put the book back to Jon’s hand: “Are you going to be a reporter for the Daily Prophet?”

Hearing the reporter, Jon thought about the image of Rita Skeeter in his memory, and shook his head decisively.

He has no interest in Western journalists at all. He is a magician, not a mo-magist.

Especially when there is an old lady in the UK.

He was about to speak when he heard his father’s voice from the door.

“hi, my dear son, Merry Christmas.”