Chapter 643 Pre-Season Party

The next few days were not good, and the students heated up discussing how to celebrate the New Year and start packing their luggage, but these had nothing to do with the members of the "Animagus" class, and they collectively chose to stay at school.

Because practicing Animagus' deformation has a great impact on daily learning, no one wants to waste two weeks of vacation. In the lounge, Harry and the others are still thinking about fighting against a small leaf to make it obedient.

"Christmas is two days left," Hermione said irritably.

Harry's heart suddenly pounded. "So we're going to get the Mandela blades?" he asked, Christmas night was a full moon, which meant that they had to bite the bullet and try whether they were ready or not.

"Yes," Hermione said to a piece of parchment: "But there are two dinner parties waiting for us on the road to that small, cute blade of grass... but this is a critical moment! I have never felt bored as I am now..." She roughly erased the line of notes on the paper.

Harry knew that Hermione had a fanatical preference for preparation. She collected suggestions from different people from various passages these days, but there was no way to be foolproof. She even forced Harry to talk to Sirius in advance, then pretended to appear inadvertently, and took out a list of questions prepared in advance like a magic trick.

"Professor Slughorn still refuses to calm down. I wonder what other tricks will happen this time?" he said with deep emotion.

Ron shrugged, in addition to the Christmas dinner, they had to attend a personal banquet tonight by Professor Slughorn, because most of the students would go home tomorrow.

"Actually, his small party was pretty good. Not only did he have good food, but he also had a very famous wizard to know..." Ron narrowed his eyes and said with a look of reminiscence: "Do you know Gwenog Jones? It's the captain of the Holyhead Hubby team... You really should hear what he calls me, 'Dear Mr. Weasley'... He also praised me for being young and promising! Although it was true, it sounded very comfortable. It's a pity that you were not here."

Unlike Ron who participated in several slug club banquets, Harry's attitude was to escape if he could.

At first, Quidditch training was used as an excuse, but later the players couldn't stand it and began to rebel. They blocked him inside to protest while he was changing clothes in the locker room. Harry heard Clivi's voice in horror. In order to prevent Captain Gryffindor Quidditch from becoming the headlines of the "Mysterious Wall" tabloid tomorrow, he had to humiliately promise to stop training every night.

Fortunately, he quickly found an alternative - he lied that he had made an appointment with Professor Basharat and went to his office to have tea. Sometimes he even brought Navi, who was also not used to the atmosphere of the banquet.

Harry felt quite regretful because Professor Basharat is only willing to discuss magic and current affairs with him, and no longer talk about his past experiences - especially related to the dark wizard Grindelwald. Their last time they revolved around the Muggle gun ban incident, and the last time the appearance of the exclusive wand will have an impact on the next few decades.

"...I support myself, after all, I also benefit from it. If you don't believe me, please look—" Grindelwald said, pointing to the two of them at the bronze doll of an ancient demonic professor, "I'm just a little worried..."

Harry once felt that he was sitting in the magic history classroom, and Neville felt the same, but they privately believed that if Professor Bashar al-Barshat gave them classes instead of Professor Binz, their O.W.Ls exam would be likely to pass.

However, Professor Basharth suggested at the time that Harry had found a travel notes deep in the library, which recorded "some interesting things".

"It may be left by students from that era," he explained.

Harry was planning to search carefully during the holidays, at least he could pass the time. He had a premonition that this holiday would become boring and many activities could not be carried out, such as snowball fights.

"…Sirius and Professor Hepp's suggestions are similar," Hermione muttered, "But I personally think that using magic talismans is better...Fred and George... Oh, the proposal of Fatty Toffee is too stupid. But if it can be improved... no, it will definitely not work! Mrs. Pomfrey's suggestions are good. Good dream potion can significantly improve sleep...but it's not very safe, as for the life and death water..."

"Life and Dead Water?" Harry looked at her in surprise and shouted in dismay, "Hermione, you won't believe Snape's nonsense, right?" Ron was also startled.

"Oh, I won't," said Hermione. "That would delay normal class."

The discussion in the class of ‘Animagus’ is not low. According to Nick, who was almost invincible, “Hogwarts has never taught Animagus so much since its founding.” Therefore, this topic is not only popular among students (the college scores of the four colleges have dropped significantly during this period), but even professors have participated.

So far, Professor McGonagall has spent half of a class to explain Animagus' learning requirements, and used his other half to give examples of the consequences of those wizards who overestimate themselves in history - this part consists of horror stories, basically abbreviated version of her notes; Professor Flevy, a short man with fairy blood, introduced a kind of anti-eavesdropping magic to students -

"Effective for any creature and prevents mosquito bites!"

Harry suspected that the spell was targeting Rita Skit, and that her beetle form was no longer a secret.

Professor Basharat followed the public's wishes and temporarily inserted the content of "forced appearance".

In addition to what Harry saw with his own eyes, he also heard that Trelawney was talking about how to use tarot cards to beware of "sneaky villains". She said that she saw six-legged insects approaching her in the crystal ball. Snape mentioned in class for fifth-grade students that if it were him, he would prepare a pair of life and dying water and sleep for a month.

Ginny told him about this.

"He is doing bad things, uneasy to be kind-hearted - anyone with a discerning eye can see it." She said irritated.

Just as Harry watched the time for the third time, an owl flew in through the window, with snowflakes in his feathers, which dragged a heavy package to Ron's head.

"Christmas present? So early?" Harry asked in surprise.

"No," Ron said while tearing the wrapping paper: "It's Collins. Didn't I tell you that she is in Hogsmeade? I asked her to bring me something, and I'm idle anyway... Oh..." He said as he looked at the little card tone.

"What's wrong?"

"She's leaving, and that Carlotta Pinkerson seems to be planning to retire on three brooms." Ron said: "After all, the Ministry of Magic cannot let the two Aurors spend all the time, right?" He pulled out a few quill pens, magic erasers and socks from the package, and some miscellaneous things. Harry was about to take a closer look, but Ron stopped him.

"There are your Christmas gifts here," Ron said vigilantly.

At eight o'clock in the evening, they and Neville appeared in Slughorn's office. This place became completely different. There were Christmas trees covered with frosting and candied fruits for people to use at will. More than a dozen legless tables were scattered in the room. Harry saw a man waved his hand, and the floating table closest to him floated to him with a full of delicious food.

A brisk and melodious music came, and Harry was 100% sure it was a weird sister band.

But the biggest difference is the difference in number. Harry estimated that there were at least one hundred people at the scene, and most of them were adult wizards. He was stunned. Did Professor Slughorn call back all the members of the previous slug clubs?

These men were dressed in different clothes and shuttled through the office where there seemed to be no trace stretching spell. Some witches were elegant, but many were also quite restrained. Harry breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he heard Hermione moan half-surprise and half-terrified: "Mom and Dad?"

Harry and Ron hurriedly followed her eyes and were shocked. There were too many acquaintances. Not only the Grangers, but also Professor Slughorn seemed to have invited a considerable number of parents of students (especially those who cannot go home for the holiday), the Weasleys, Longbottons, and the Malfoys... Harry also saw Ernie McMillan and Cowmike McLaggan wearing exquisite dresses and bows, staying obediently beside a middle-aged couple, and the ones who talked to them were Sirius and Amelia Bones.

"Hey, you guys, long time no see you." A familiar teasing voice came from behind.

Harry suddenly turned around, and the twins were looking at them lazily, and it turned out to be Fred and George! They looked like successful people, one hand in their pockets, the other hand holding a goblet, and the corners of their mouths were smiling, as if they were copied from a mirror.

"Looking at your expressions, no one seems to tell you? Oh, these parents are so bad..."
Chapter completed!