time at hogwarts

There was another little wizard who was in a similar mood to Luna, and that was Harry, who was looking at the letter and smiling stupidly.

"I have never looked forward to a holiday so much." Harry held the letter with a wistful expression.

"Sirius's"

"Yes, although he can't show up publicly yet, he invited me to the Screaming Shack during the winter vacation and said he had prepared a great Christmas gift for me."

Hermione, who came over at this time, heard his words and whispered suggestions.

"Actually you could prepare a Polyjuice Potion so Sirius doesn't have to stay in the Shrieking Shack all the time."

Harry's eyes lit up after hearing this.

"Good idea, Hermione. I'll write back and ask now." He hurried to the table and started writing a reply.

"You actually paid such attention." Ron was astonished as if he had met her for the first time.

Hermione looked away from Ron angrily.

"It's hard for Harry to have a relative who cares about him. Of course I hope they can spend this Christmas happily." As she said this, she lifted up her brown bangs that blocked her sight and told them in surprise that Luna would be there no matter where she was now. Surrounded by a group of little wizards.

"As expected." Magos yawned and continued,

"Even though I had known for a long time that it was the real Ravenclaw diadem, I still felt excited after being introduced by Principal Dumbledore, not to mention those students who had only heard of the legend. Not stealing or robbing is considered a quality. Taller."

"So do you think wearing it can really increase your intelligence?" Hermione asked curiously.

Magos glanced at her. This was a roundabout way of asking for information.

"Don't think about it. Even if it once really had this kind of magic, it doesn't have it anymore. Didn't I read the letter Lockhart gave me to you?"

After hearing this, Hermione felt both relieved and a little regretful. If it could really increase wisdom, she really wanted to experience what it felt like.

At this time, Ron didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed stupidly.

"Why are you laughing?" Hermione asked, feeling that Ron was laughing at her.

Ron didn't notice Hermione's tone and said in a longing tone.

"Do you think one day there will be a wizard who can wear the crown of Ravenclaw, the Holy Grail of Hufflepuff, the sword of Gryffindor, and the locket of Slytherin around his neck? Fight the enemies that invade Hogwarts."

Hermione looked at him as if she were an idiot.

"Let's not mention that we don't even know where Hufflepuff's Holy Grail and Slytherin's Locket are. Even if we knew, do you think there will be wizards invading Hogwarts?"

Ron was speechless by Hermione's rebuke, but Magos felt that Ron's words made sense.In the original process, an enemy actually attacked Hogwarts a few years later, and they won.If Harry could wear such legendary equipment at that time, with his Pikachu-like emotional magic and the ability to cross-level challenges, he might have been able to defeat Voldemort in advance.

So now I should be prepared to get the set of golden legends out for a rainy day. I know where Slytherin's locket is, but I have no memory of Hufflepuff's Holy Grail. How can I find it?

Magos touched his chin and fell into thought.

Hermione was still bickering with Ron at this time, and it wasn't until she called out to Magos twice that she realized he was in a fugue state.

"Magos." Hermione pushed his shoulder.

"Ah what's wrong?" Magos woke up and asked.

"Ask him." Hermione pointed at Ron with a speechless expression.

Looking at Magos's curious eyes, Ron told him with some embarrassment that Dumbledore didn't say that whoever could find the founder's relics would be temporarily given to the wizard who found them.

"So" Magos opened his mouth, already guessing what he wanted to say.

"The Sword of Gryffindor. If we didn't know it was in the principal's office and we went to find it, it wouldn't have been available to us."

What can McGoss say but give him a thumbs up.

"We don't need it anymore. You can get it yourself. Oh, no, go find it. I'll just give it to you."

Ron also knew that his idea was stupid, but he couldn't help but fantasize.

"Harry could have killed the basilisk with it. If I could hold it."

"You will be killed by a basilisk." Hermione gave him a basin of ice-cold water angrily.

Ron looked at Hermione with a look on his face.

"Stop dreaming, the Sword of Gryffindor is not that easy to get." Magos shook his head and told the conditions for the Sword of Gryffindor to appear.

"A wizard who truly has the unique qualities of Gryffindor" Ron had some self-doubts. Did he not immediately slump on the sofa with a look of despair?

Harry handed the written letter to Hedwig and came over to see Ron's expression, and asked strangely what was wrong.After hearing what Hermione and Magos said, he suppressed a smile and told him that it would be possible to attract the Sword of Gryffindor as long as he was fearless.

The next morning, a night of snowflakes had covered Hogwarts in silver. Magos and the others put on their magic robes and walked out of the lounge in high spirits.

Today is their last PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds class this semester. They are preparing to perform well and strive to get No. 1, especially Magos. As the inventor of this course, he has never eaten chicken once. It's so embarrassing.

"Let's meet up in a circle later," Ron asked quietly as he looked at the other Gryffindors.

Harry nodded. After so many PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds classes, the young wizards in the school have almost figured out this very common tactic, which is to learn what the Slytherins did in the first game, get together, and then fight with each other. The young wizards from other colleges engage in team battles. As long as they can eliminate the other three colleges, it doesn't matter if any of their own colleges take the top five. The worst is that they will have another decisive battle.

Magos had done this a few times before, but he wasn't going to do it this time. Looking at the thick layer of snow outside, he had an immature idea.

"I won't be with you anymore. I'm going to try a new tactic."

Ron curiously asked what the tactic was, but Magos just shook his head. He was not sure it would work. He changed his mind temporarily when he saw such thick snow this time.

"Poketian" Magos yelled out the destination, and then vigorously threw the floo powder at the chimney of the Hog's Head Bar. After a strong rotation, stretching and shrinking experience, he heard the sound of the waves crashing.

"One day, I will improve the transmission experience of the Floo Network." Magos firmly determined his wish in a daze.

After he handed the wand to the accompanying assistant teacher, Magos walked out of the cave and breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the snow thicker than Hogwarts.