Hogwarts from another world

After a morning of "farce", Matthew Wakefield got some very important information.

First of all, the book was not as "omnipotent" as he had imagined.

Perhaps Professor Horace Slughorn's previous judgment was correct. It was indeed a "weak" mysterious dark magic item, after attacking Toad in the Leaky Cauldron and Draco Malfoy. , it loses its power.

Or maybe, you have a special "meaning" to it, so it has been reluctant to attack you.

All in all, Matthew no longer has to worry about losing his life if he is not careful.

In addition, during the "dialogue" with that book, Matthew also discovered something:

That book can help you understand some of the things happening around you through various channels.

But certainly not through myself.

Because it can't even touch its own memory at all

The book, in order to seduce him, put forward three conditions.

Matthew didn't need to know the origin of all the attacks on Hogwarts. He already had quite a few clues.

As for Grindelwald's true face, he even scorned it and had no interest in it.

As for learning powerful magic through a self-aware book, Matthew believes that no wizard with a normal mind would believe this.

If that book really knew itself, it would never have put forward these three conditions that were unattractive to Matthew Wakefield.

As he locked the book in the drawer, Matthew felt relaxed all over.

Faced with this "serious trouble" that had besieged him for four months, he finally saw a glimmer of hope.

At dinner time, when Matthew came to the auditorium, he found that the place had changed drastically.

Twelve sparkling Christmas trees surrounded the auditorium; countless ribbons fluttered in the sky; and enchanted snow, warm and dry, slowly fell from the ceiling.

What was even more eye-catching was that the last long table was moved to the corner and replaced by a huge round table that could accommodate almost thirty or forty people.

Professors Grindelwald, Rozier, Slughorn, Flitwick, Sinistra and Sprout were all sitting at the round table, and of course the administrator Mr. Pringle.

The rest of the seats on the round table were reserved for students; the total number of students in Hogwarts from all grades totaled almost thirty.

The students who arrived at the auditorium first gathered together hesitantly and looked at everything in front of them in surprise.

"Merry Christmas, children," Principal Gellert Grindelwald said with a smile: "Vita came up with such a good idea to make our Christmas more atmospheric. Sit down, sit wherever you want."

Then everyone stepped forward and sat down in twos and threes.

Matthew sat at the far end from Professor Grindelwald.

Within ten minutes, everyone arrived one after another.

On Matthew's left is the Hufflepuff boy named Justin Finch-Fletchley, on his right is Gryffindor's Hermione Granger, and on the right is Harry Evans.

"Let's get some Christmas gifts first," Professor Grindelwald shouted happily.

He waved his hand gently, and a large number of colorful packets and firecrackers fell from the sky.

One of them fell in front of Matthew. Matthew pulled it gently, and then there was a loud explosion. Matthew and several people around him were swallowed up in a puff of light green smoke.

At the same time, a heavy bearskin hat fell into Matthew's hands. Matthew put it on his head. He felt very warm for a moment, and at the same time, he felt that he was being pressed so hard that he could not straighten up.

Mr. Pringle then pulled a colorful firecracker, and more than a dozen meat bones exploded out of it. Mr. Tang rushed over excitedly.

Professor Grindelwald is leading several girls to sing his favorite Christmas carols loudly.

Professor Slughorn drank a large glass of eggnog and burped; Professor Rozier gave him a stern look.

The Christmas feast was more sumptuous than imagined.

Twenty fat roasted turkeys, mountains of roasted meats and roasted potatoes, lifelike tree trunk cakes, bowls of emerald green peas, large plates of prosciutto and small sausages

For Matthew, this was his first time attending such a banquet.

After the turkey, comes the fiery Christmas pudding.

While Hermione Granger was eating, she suddenly covered her teeth, and then slowly spit out a silver Sickle from her mouth.

"Oh my God," she exclaimed, "I almost chipped my tooth."

Professor Grindelwald took the lead, and everyone looked at Hermione and started applauding.

The entire auditorium suddenly burst into thunderous applause.

"Thank you" Hermione lowered her head in embarrassment.

Whether Muggles or wizards, when making pudding at Christmas, they will put a silver Sickle coin into the ingredients of the pudding. Whoever can find sixpence in their piece of pudding cake on Christmas Eve will be considered to have wealth and good luck in the coming year.

Professor Slughorn drank cup after cup of eggnog, his face turning red.

Professor Rosier's pointed black top hat was tilted to one side, showing no etiquette at all.

Professor Flitwick stood on his stool and sang loudly

The entire auditorium was like a big family, enjoying themselves happily.

The dinner lasted for two hours until everyone was stuffed with all kinds of food.

Professor Grindelwald left half an hour ago, and after he left, a few students also left here and there.

Justin Finch-Fletchley also slowly left the round table, holding a lot of gadgets exploded from the colorful firecrackers in his arms.

Matthew also picked up his heavy bearskin hat and followed.

"Finrelly" Matthew shouted.

"Hello, Wakefield, I'm eating so much I can barely walk," Justin Finch-Fletchley replied.

During the banquet, the two chatted casually for a while, and they were somewhat familiar with each other.

"Me too." Matthew nodded.

The Slytherin and Hufflepuff common rooms were both in the basement, and the two dropped by a short distance away.

After walking for about half a minute, Matthew asked casually: "I remember on the first day of Christmas vacation, you were criticized by Professor Sprout and Professor Rozier for something."

"Yes." Justin Finch-Fletchley said embarrassedly: "I was at the Two Broomsticks bar that day and accidentally fell asleep. I was late when I returned to the castle."

"So" Matthew asked calmly: "Then in Hogsmeade that day, did you see a witch wearing a thick black gauze scarf?"

"A witch wearing a thick black gauze scarf. A witch wearing a thick black gauze scarf." Justin Finch-Fletchley murmured, his eyes becoming a little blurry.

Suddenly, he covered his head in pain, and the small gadgets in his hands were scattered on the floor:

"Sorry, Wakefield, I don't remember anything."