Chapter 884

No matter how many strange and terrible things have happened in Hogwarts, it is still a school.

The students started school at the age of 11 and left school when they were about to turn 18 - they left seven good years in Hogwarts castle, but also in their own memories.

Yes, it's just a school for children at any time.

This year, a Christmas activity that took advantage of almost the whole campus proved this with the ubiquitous characteristics of young people. Even if many adult wizards outside the school came early in the morning, they are not the main group of this activity. The real protagonists are the majority of students.

Harry and they woke up today in a light and melodious "Red Nosed Reindeer". When they hurriedly put on cold proof clothes, scarves and gloves and came outside, they found that the sound of music was everywhere and echoed around the whole campus.

Who can imagine that just waking up, you will feel a particularly light and warm Christmas atmosphere?

However, it's not just music that sets off the Christmas atmosphere!

Just look out from the window, a large number of Christmas trees have appeared in the vestibule, which was only covered with snow. Those trees are wrapped with all kinds of candy and bells, as well as colorful sequins added by magic spells.

The large Christmas trees set off the "Hogwarts candy Castle" decorated by Maka as a children's playground, and even the snow seems to have become a natural soft icing.

"What are you still doing here? The third, fourth and fifth greenhouses of magic medicine class and herbal medicine class have been opened! While not many people know now, let's go and have a look first!"

As soon as Harry and Ron arrived in the common room, they were pulled away by some Gryffindor friends. Although it was mentioned in the advance announcement that professors of each course will prepare their own Christmas projects, in fact, they have to feel it by themselves.

Since the potion classroom in the basement had long been occupied by small badgers and snakes with geographical advantages, Gryffindor's students had to go to the greenhouse outside to see the situation first.

Out of the castle, Harry and Ron crunched on the snow that had accumulated in the middle of the night under the still flying snow.

In fact, there are many footprints on the ground, and sporadic guests appeared early at the school gate. They walked through the colorful Christmas forest with the students in front, and shouted as soon as they saw the greenhouse.

Red and white ribbons were hung on the outer walls of those greenhouses, and Christmas rings made of mistletoe were hung high. But the most striking thing is the renovated land around the greenhouse.

It can be seen that the same unknown strange flowers are planted on those earth ridges. The stems and leaves of those flowers are red, but the buds on the top are green. Unfortunately, it's too early. It seems that they may bloom brilliantly in this ice and snow in a short time.

Just then, a little Gryffindor suddenly stretched out his hand and said loudly:

"Look, it's professor spruot! She's hiding there!"

If he didn't shout, probably many little wizards wouldn't notice. When he roared out, everyone looked in the direction pointed by his finger.

Oh, isn't that Professor Pomona spraot standing at the door of the third greenhouse?

Perhaps it's because it's so richly decorated here that some pudgy and simple Dean Hufflepuff has become the background.

"Come on, or we'll start queuing like the basement!"

I don't know who turned around and followed many students to look at the way they came just now. Sure enough, you can see more students coming here in the gap of the Christmas forest. Everyone wants to see the Christmas interpretation of the plants.

So everyone hurried through the flowers and bones that were not in full bloom and rushed to the door of the greenhouse.

"Oh, little girls and boys, don't worry... Let's go inside one by one," said spraot, who looked very happy today and had a full smile on his face all the time. "Come on, everyone has a Christmas hat - they are made of winter velvet fiber and warmer than animal fur!"

Harry moved forward with the line, and when it was his turn, spraot stuffed a winter velvet hat into his hand, and patted him on the shoulder to let him go in.

When he just stepped into the third greenhouse, a floating warmth immediately enveloped him and made him sigh comfortably.

Then, with all the wonderful Christmas plants, she had no time to think about anything else.

"Oh, that's great - Ron, don't you think so?"

Harry subconsciously stretched out his hand to a basin of spineless rattan, looked left and right at the small Christmas hat on the top of the "head" of the movable rattan magic plant, and found that it was also woven from the "winter velvet grass" just mentioned by Professor sprott.

But when he looked back and wanted to communicate with his good friends, he found that Ron didn't seem to be excited by these joys, but still had a dying face.

Seeing this, Harry couldn't help looking forward, and then dragged Ron away with some regret.

Seriously, there's obviously something more interesting later, but as Ron looks, he can only stop his plans to enjoy Christmas activities first.

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If Harry is looking forward to Christmas this year, but Ron is not willing to participate because of something... Hermione and Luna are much calmer than their two extremes.

At the moment, they were both in the library, looking down at a pile of books.

Although today even the library is full of Christmas and all kinds of interesting decorations can be seen everywhere, they don't seem to care much.

But of course, neither Hermione nor Luna is the kind of person who doesn't like festivals.

Especially Luna, even though she seems to have been immersed in books, she still has a beautiful red ball with a line of Christmas greetings written in silver ink.

However, when they were sitting at the reading table and immersing themselves in their study, a figure suddenly passed by the table and stopped beside Hermione.

"Yes."

A small rattan basket was suddenly put on the table by the man, which surprised Hermione a little.

"... Merry Christmas."

A reluctant Christmas wish passed her ear. Hermione quickly turned her head and found that it was Mrs. pince, the librarian, who put down the basket!

"Uh... Oh, Merry Christmas, madam."

Hermione answered politely, and then looked at the other party walking towards Luna again and putting down the same small basket.

It was only in Mrs. pince's usual cold expression that she was obviously more annoyed from her heart today.

"... Merry Christmas."

"Thank you. You're a good man... And I wish you a merry Christmas..."

Listening to Luna's funny answer on the other side, Hermione looked down and glanced into the palm sized basket.

There are honey Duke's new Christmas Candy balls with all kinds of flavors. Although the quantity is small, it is enough to make people enjoy it for a while.

It's hard to imagine that when I see someone eating snacks in the library on weekdays, I can't wait to chase after Mrs. pince and send them Christmas Candy today?

But the thought of the expression on Mrs. pince's face just now knew that it must be the result of Professor McGonagall's special instructions. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't even work for Maka.

Thinking about it, Hermione suddenly found that something seemed to stick under the candy blue, so she immediately lifted the basket and looked down.

"Warning: this candy is only available (in words) at the reading table."

She sipped her mouth, put down the basket and pushed it aside.

But when Hermione noticed that Luna had eaten happily, and Mrs. pince was looking at Luna with more angry eyes, she simply grabbed a pink candy ball, threw it into her mouth and chewed it.

"Oh! Damn it, go and choose colorful stone candy at noon! See if you dare to chew!"

Mrs. pince looked angrily at Hermione and bit her teeth.

But in any case, even the library, which usually has only books, has the smell of Christmas. It can be seen how thorough this activity is.

A moment later, Hermione, who was re engaged in the research, soon forgot to chew the candy ball. It was not until breakfast time that she closed the books on time under the reminder of the hourglass, put them back on the shelf and prepared to go to the auditorium.

When she passed the reading table again, she saw that Luna still didn't seem to have an end. She couldn't help reaching out and patting each other on the shoulder.

"It's time for breakfast."

Luna suddenly raised her head, looked at Hermione blankly, and nodded her head suddenly after a few seconds.

"Oh, thank you, Hermione!" she said happily. "Christmas pudding! I heard that every meal today will have different flavors of Christmas pudding - if it weren't for you, I might have missed the variety in the morning!"

"Well, you're welcome..."

Hermione blinked, then stopped talking and went to the door first.

Luna watched her leave in a hurry until she couldn't see each other. Then she stood up and packed up the things on the table. Not long after, while holding the red christmas ball in her hand, she ran to the corridor outside, humming gently with the melody of Red Nosed Reindeer.

Behind her, Mrs. pince finally couldn't hold back and screamed:

"Don't jump! Rabbits are not welcome in the library!"