Chapter 311 Fox's Gift

“From this point of view, this can be considered a good thing.

Hearing Ron's words, George blinked, "Maybe you can get a beautiful report card after the school year."

"Stop gloating." Ron yawned.

"what are you guys saying?"

At this time, Harry also walked out of the dormitory, and Fred and George quickly changed the topic.

It was okay to make fun of Ron, but they wouldn't say it to Harry's face.

Harry came to Ron's side and greeted everyone, "Merry Christmas, Fred, George, Kyle...Kyle? What are you doing here?"

He was a little surprised to see Kyle in the Gryffindor common room.

"A few minutes ago," Kyle laughed.

Only then did Ron realize that there was another person around him, "Sorry, I didn't see it just now...Thank you for the gift. I like that wizard chessboard very much."

"And the Quidditch ball model that was given to me," Harry said. "That's great."

"As long as you like it." Kyle said with a smile.

After being taken to the Gryffindor common room by Fred and George, Kyle no longer thought about going to the Room of Requirement. He spent the whole morning playing wizard chess and crackling cards with them here.

Ginny and Percy were there too, and everyone welcomed Kyle.

It's just that Percy acted a little too formal, shaking hands with Kyle solemnly, as if he was receiving a Hufflepuff delegation.

Kyle even thought for a moment that his clothes were a little too casual... If he had known this, he should have put on Phoenix socks.

In the afternoon, Harry and Ron were taken to the library to do homework by Hermione. Kyle, Fred and George went to Hogsmeade through the secret passage.

Every shop here is decorated very beautifully, and Christmas gifts are prepared for customers who enter the store. Zoko is a magical firework that blooms when the water appears, and Honeydukes is a candy cane...

These gifts are hung on the Christmas tree at the door, within easy reach. If you forget, the store owner will remind you.

The only bad thing is that they do not provide the business of "protecting Hogwarts students from being discovered".

At the Three Broomsticks, Kyle had just taken a few sips of butterbeer when the door next to him was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

The next second,

Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Hagrid...Sinestar of Astronomy...a total of seven or eight professors came in one after another.

They also discovered the three Kyles.

Professor McGonagall paused for a moment, then calmly walked past them as if she hadn't seen anything.

"Ms. Rosmerta, three pints of mead, cherry syrup soda..."

The three of them drank butterbeer at a faster pace, wanting to get out of here as quickly as possible.

However, just when they were about to pay, the bar owner Ms. Rosmerta shook her head.

"No, Minerva has already paid for you. Do you need anything else?"

"No, no need!"

The three of them lowered their heads and left the Three Broomsticks in a hurry.

Not only did he sneak out of school but was knocked into a blind spot, and he was even treated to a treat by the professor...how can I put it, it was quite embarrassing.

The three of them had no intention of playing anymore and hurried back to the castle.

"I forgot, today is Christmas."

After coming out of the secret passage, Fred grabbed his hair and said, "Professors obviously don't stay in the office to grade homework."

"We shouldn't have gone to the Three Broomsticks!"

"Fortunately, Professor McGonagall didn't say anything..."

Kyle was also a little regretful. If he had known that the professor was treating him, he should have ordered something expensive to drink.

For example, the Three Broomsticks' signature drink is ten galleons of Ogden gold mead. Kyle has always wanted to taste what it tastes like.

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At the Christmas dinner at Hogwarts, everyone ate with gusto.

There are very few people staying on campus this year, and it would be too spacious to sit separately, so there is only one table left in the auditorium, where students and professors all sit together.

Dumbledore led everyone in singing several of his favorite Christmas carols. As Hagrid drank glass after glass of eggnog, his voice became louder and louder, until finally his voice was the only one left in the entire auditorium.

Fred sat next to Kyle, pointing at Percy's prefect badge and laughing non-stop. The word on it changed to "idiot" at some point, but Percy didn't notice it at all, and said "Idiot". He asked the people around him what they were laughing about.

Malfoy didn't go back this year. He was sitting opposite Harry, mocking his new sweater in a rough voice. Surprisingly, Harry didn't say anything back.

The dinner was sumptuous, especially the Christmas pudding made specially by the house elves this year.

Just like Bibi's multi-flavor beans, you can taste different flavors in every bite, which is very unique.

After finishing the pudding, Professor McGonagall was the first to leave the table, followed closely by Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Kyle originally wanted to leave, but was stopped by Dumbledore.

"If you have time, can you come to the office with me?"

"Of course, Professor." Although Kyle was a little confused, he nodded.

The two left the auditorium together, talking and walking towards the principal's office.

This year Kyle didn't get the latest edition of "500 Ways to Knit Wool Socks", so he gave Dumbledore a large bundle of wool.

But Dumbledore seemed quite happy and asked Kyle where he bought the high-quality wool.

"This is the wool of snow sheep, professor." Kyle said, "There happened to be a group in Mr. Scamander's box. When I went there to play in August, I collected some."

"Does Newt have it?" Dumbledore asked in surprise, "Are there many?"

"About thirty or so."

Dumbledore was even happier after hearing this.

After arriving at the eighth floor, the dripstone jumped to the side from a distance, and Dumbledore took Kyle into the principal's office.

The furnishings here are not much different from before, except that there is a large ball of wool on the table, and on the Mirror of Erised in the corner, there are a few woolen sweaters and half a scarf that has not been knitted.

The headmaster of Hogwarts seems to be really fascinated by knitting clothes, and it is no longer limited to socks and gloves.

Kyle estimated that the sweater under his robe should also be knitted by himself.

"Professor, what do you want to talk to me about?" Kyle asked.

"It's not me, it's Fawkes." Dumbledore sighed faintly, "He likes the cloak and eggplant flowers you gave him."

"Fawkes?" Kyle subconsciously looked at the perch at the door.

There was a wrinkled little bird standing on it, with newly grown light red hair stubble on its body... It looked ugly.

"Have you achieved Nirvana?"

Kyle walked over.

Little Fawkes nodded, then picked up a small bottle and put it in Kyle's hand.

"What is this..." Kyle picked up the bottle and found that it contained a small pile of black powder.

"The ashes left after the phoenix's Nirvana, and it is also a Christmas gift from Fawkes to you." Dumbledore's voice was a little painful.

He didn't expect Fawkes to be so vindictive... It was just that he didn't take it out during the holiday, but it still remembered it until now, and didn't leave any of the Nirvana ashes for him.

It would be fine if Snape took it away, but Kyle was only thirteen years old. Could he understand such high-end goods?

What a waste.

Dumbledore sighed again.

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