In the week before Christmas, although the teachers had a tight schedule and did not stop assigning homework to the students, the joy of the upcoming holiday made the students not in the mood to study at all. Since the school did not prohibit students from going home on weekends, the reason the students gave themselves for being lazy had changed from being able to go home to see their families in the past to being on holiday itself.
Hundreds of candles floated above the tables in the auditorium, shining brightly on the porcelain tableware and silver knives and forks. The four long school tables were already filled with chattering students. At the top of the auditorium, the teachers sat on one side of the tables, facing their students.
The previous sanctions imposed on the British magic community by various countries existed in name only. The economy of the British magic community was recovering, and immigrants from various countries brought different food cultures to this hot land. A variety of imported ingredients had been allowed to flow into Britain, which benefited the teachers and students of Hogwarts.
At this time, in the kitchen below the Hufflepuff common room, the house elves were busy preparing lunch. They had prepared a variety of hot stews and sweet puddings, making the menu in front of everyone three times thicker than before.
After the Hogwarts became Allen's private school, he was never stingy in terms of food and had invested a lot of money. Although it was difficult for the house elves to master so many flavors in such a short time, the not-so-authentic food they made forced many witches to seek the help of magic potions to maintain their figures. The meat on Neville's chin had thickened by a few layers.
In Harry's view, the Hogwarts auditorium seemed to have shrunk because the transfer students from various countries had made it noisier than usual.
"Dad said Harris was very calm this time and seized the best opportunity to clarify the truth." Ron had already eaten one. He now looked at the menu and decided to follow up. It was difficult to choose between the traditional grilled drumstick and the new Kassel liver sausage from Germany.
"The impact of this incident is too bad... Fred said that the decoy bombs, invisible smoke bombs and other defensive materials in their shop are selling very well." Jenny picked up her silver spoon and scooped a mouthful of Marseilles fish soup in front of her. "Fortunately, Ravenclaw protected Harris. If it weren't for the secret peace talks that were held and successful, I might have suspected that these dark wizards are too cunning..."
"When I graduate, I'll take the Aura exam and catch those dark wizards." Harry waved his fist fiercely. "Sooner or later, I'll send them to Azkaban."
"You'll be a good Aura, Harry." Neville, who had just sat down, turned around and said seriously, "Unfortunately, my academic results do not meet the requirements to be an Aura..."
"Thank you, Neville... There were too many people around you just now, so we'll leave first." Harry touched his nose and said.
"I don't understand what they're thinking... What does my uncle joining the Vetting Committee have to do with me..." Neville's chin trembled and he looked at Fraig apologetically. He had always liked to keep a low profile and didn't like the changes in the past few days.
Ron was a little envious of this opportunity to be noticed. He said jealously, "Susan Burns is much more exaggerated than you. A bunch of boys surround her, and she's already received a lot of Christmas presents."
"That's not her own charm, is it?" Lavender held her cheeks and was a little jealous when she heard her boyfriend talk about other girls. She hugged Ron's arm. "My dear Ron, what do you want for Christmas?"
Jenny rolled her eyes. Ron and Lavender always stuck together regardless of the occasion, and she was already powerless to mock them. She turned to Harry and said, "Harry, let's hurry up and go to the duel field... Allen is teaching in the afternoon, and it's not so easy to find a seat in the front row... Speaking of which, Hermione didn't have lunch at school. She must have eaten at home and gone straight over."
Harry looked at the door. Indeed, many studious people had already set off for the practical class. He looked at Ron, but Ron was still being pestered by Lavender, whose mind was full of Christmas presents. Pulling Harry, Jenny impatiently swung her leg and jumped off the stool. Ron had no choice but to put down the menu regretfully. He dragged Lavender and followed her, almost dropping the plates in his haste.
Gryffindor's little lions hurriedly rushed out of the auditorium. In the wide but crowded corridor, Harry, who was trying to calm his girlfriend and her brother down, accidentally fell into the arms of a male wizard who had just walked up the basement stairs. The other party subconsciously held Harry's shoulder to prevent him from falling.
"Thank you, sorry, I'm not... Huh?" Potter immediately saw who the other party was, and the other party also saw that Harry had pushed him back, causing him to stagger.
Jenny's expression didn't look good because Harry had bumped into the annoying Draco Malfoy. And just as she was worried, the Slytherin followers around Draco had already started cursing.
"Don't you have eyes when you walk?"
"The corridor isn't a rest room like a zoo."
"Why aren't you apologizing to Young Master Malfoy?"
Because Lucius had been proven to be a spy sent by Harris to Lord Voldemort, received the Merlin Medal, and joined Harris, Slytherin's little snakes were more enthusiastic about Draco than they were about Burns.
Especially those whose families were close to the arrested purebloods, they were afraid of being further implicated by Lucius's accusations. And now that Draco had bumped into Potter, it was their chance to curry favor with Draco.
"What's wrong, Potter? We ignored you and you came to provoke us? " Pency stepped between Malfoy and Harry, his gaze fierce. "Or do you want a duel?"
Because of Allen's relationship with his family, Pency and the others rarely bothered Harry's group directly. But now that the Hogwarts encouraged students to settle disputes through fair duels, Pency's attitude towards Harry was much more unyielding. Crabbe and Gower also put down the desserts in their hands and carried them behind their backs, ready to act as duel assistants.
"Forget it, there's no point." Draco seemed to come back to his senses at this time. He grabbed Pency's arm, squinted at Harry, and mocked him absent-mindedly, "Potter, these Gryffindor don't know anything. Let them play by themselves in the corridor."
"Harry didn't do it on purpose. Isn't it because of you lot that there's no space in the corridor?" Ron stepped forward to defend his friend.
"What? Weasley, are we obstructing you from looking for money on the ground? "Pency mocked." How many more days do you need to pick it up? Enough to buy Christmas presents for your friends? "
Draco's Slytherin lackeys immediately chimed in with fake laughter. This scornful look made Ron's face flush red. Recently, because his family's financial situation had improved and he had more pocket money, he liked to treat people to gifts. The other party's act of exposing his past scars made him a little irritated.
"Are you looking down on us, Malfoy? Come on, don't think that you're the only one who knows how to use those ancient spells. I also attended classes this year and learned those spells as well!" Ron let go of Lavender and roared at the Slytherin. Lavender, who was let go, also glared at Ron with his hands on his hips.
"Yoho, look what I heard... So," Bryce Benny said sarcastically. He put on a grimace, his mouth stretched and his eyes darting around. "Ron, you used to be afraid of Draco?"
"Enough!" Harry could no longer restrain his anger. He pulled out his wand and said, "Let's go to the duel arena and have a round!"
"Why are you blocking the way? Don't you want to go to Allen's class? "Emily led Laura and Gabriel up the basement stairs to the corridor.
"Sorry, Emily..." Draco shrugged. He nodded to Emily in greeting, then ignored the Gryffindor and walked away on his own.
When the Slytherin lackeys saw this, they could only salute Emily and follow Draco. A few Gryffindor who were frozen in place dryly thanked Emily and left as well.
However, Pency stayed behind with Emily and the others. "Emily, do you know what happened to Draco? He seems to have matured a lot after coming back from your house, but he's always been absent-minded... "
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