Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

In the resplendent auditorium, there is a strong festive atmosphere.

More than a hundred fat roast turkeys, golden in color, stuffed with potatoes and apples.

Piles of barbecued meat, like hills, occupy the center of the long table, exuding the unique aroma of meat.

There are also large plates of delicious little sausages, shining with oil; bowls of peas mixed with butter, green and attractive.

There were even plates of thick, thick gravy and lingonberry sauce to flavor the boiled potatoes. This is Clark's favorite, mashed potatoes and tossed with gravy for a bowl of homemade mashed potatoes with gravy.

In addition to these delicious foods, every few steps along the dining table, there are piles of wizard color bags and firecrackers waiting for you.

These magical firecrackers, peculiar to wizarding society, were not like the shabby Muggle firecrackers, which consisted of ordinary little plastic toys and flimsy paper hats.

Harry and Fred smoked a cracker together, and instead of a muffled "boom," it went off like a cannon boom, engulfing them both in a puff of blue smoke while still All kinds of weird toys are blasted out of it.

There's a navy hat that makes a siren sound, a magician's hat that conjures a white rabbit, and a wizard hat with a peak that sings like the Sorting Hat.

Clark got a Santa Claus hat with snowflakes floating on his head, and on the rostrum, Dumbledore replaced his pointed wizard hat with a female hat that kept blooming flowers. Professor Flitwick just Told him a joke and he laughed happily.

After the sumptuous meal, there are fiery Christmas puddings and various English desserts that need to be eaten with insulin.

The atmosphere in the entire auditorium also changed from the initial enthusiasm to warmth. The little wizards who stayed in the school gathered together, chatting and laughing happily while eating desserts slowly.

Clark watched as Hagrid raised the huge wooden wine glass and drank one after another. His face became more and more red, and finally he even kissed Professor McGonagall on the cheek. Surprisingly, instead of being angry, Professor McGonagall was giggling and blushing, her top black top hat on one side.

And when Clark and the others left the table, each of them was holding a bunch of things that exploded from the magic firecrackers in their arms, including a bag of flashing balloons that could simulate explosion scenes; a sequined victory cheer hat; and a brightly colored Gryffindor scarf.

The sumptuous Christmas banquet ended in laughter and laughter.

After coming out of the restaurant, Clark had a rare snowball fight with the Weasley brothers and the others on the playground, waving wands at each other, directing the snowballs to bomb back and forth like cannonballs, playing wildly all afternoon, and having a very good time.

Then, they were freezing cold, and their clothes were wet, thanks to the warming flames that Clark had conjured up.

The light blue flames penetrated directly into their collars and burned against their bodies, which supported them to return to the fire in the common room panting.

After sitting down, Harry and Ron played magic cards again, and lost to Ron miserably. Of course, there may be reasons why the twin brothers kept coming up with ideas.

After a tea of ​​turkey sandwiches, scones, marmalade, and Christmas cake, everyone felt too full and a little sleepy.

They didn't want to do anything else before they went to bed, just watching Percy chase Fred and George around the Gryffindor tower as the twins snatched Percy's prefect badge.

This can be said to be the happiest Christmas in Clark's life. It is also an old castle, but Hogwarts is much warmer than his home.

But after lying on the bed, Clark noticed movement on Harry's bed next door.

At this time Ron's belly was full of turkey and cake,

There was nothing bothering me, I put down the bed curtain and fell asleep.

Through the cracks in the bed curtains, Clark saw Harry leaning over his bed and pulling the Invisibility Cloak from under it.

Then, a moment later, Harry's bed curtain was lifted and lowered by an invisible hand.

Clark heard Ron grunt in his sleep, and he heard the soles of his feet on the floor as they came down the stairs.

It seemed that even if Clark told all about Nicole Flamel's situation so that they didn't have to go to the restricted area to search for news, it couldn't stop Harry from putting on the Invisibility Cloak and going on a night tour.

But it's true, whoever gets a supercar, can't drive it out to blow up the streets in high spirits.

For Harry, this invisibility cloak is that cool supercar, wearing it to wander around and take risks in the Hogwarts castle in the middle of the night, and the teacher on duty at night can't find him. It's very exciting just thinking about it.

Clark was not surprised by this kind of thing. He was not Harry's nanny, and he would not encounter any danger in the castle anyway. He turned over and fell asleep directly.

There was nothing to say all night, but the next day, Harry, who couldn't hide what happened, was in the dormitory and told them how he was wandering around wearing an invisibility cloak the night before and found the magic mirror in an unused classroom. of.

"I saw my parents in that mirror. And their parents, and their siblings, and the whole family!"

As in the original plot, even without the siege of the administrator Filch, he still encountered the magical Mirror of Erised, which made Clark wonder whether Harry had been hit by Dumbledore's suggestion spell, or else How could it be such a coincidence that I just entered the classroom where the mirror was placed.

"You should have woken me up," said Ron angrily after hearing Harry's story.

Harry also felt that it was a bit outrageous for him to use the Invisibility Cloak to take risks alone last night, so he sent out an invitation.

"You can go tonight, and Clark, I will go again, I want you to look at that mirror."

Facing Harry's invitation, Ron was very happy.

"I want to see your parents." He said eagerly.

"I'd also like to see your whole family, the Weasley family. You can point me to your other brothers and all your relatives."

Listening to Harry and Ron's words, Clark on the side felt weird. He really deserved to be Ingeland.

"You can see them anytime," said Ron, eating the breakfast that Clark brought them, the two of them hadn't been to the dining room for breakfast since the holidays.

"Come over to our house this summer. Maybe only dead people can be seen in the mirror, though. Have some bacon or something, why don't you eat anything?"

Looking at the sandwich in front of him, Harry couldn't eat it at all.

He'd seen his parents, and seeing them tonight was too much for him.

"Are you all right?" said Ron. "You look weird."

"He just cares about that mirror." Clark looked at George's feedback on his card game, estimating how to improve it, and at the same time, regarding Harry's situation, another thought suddenly popped up in his mind.