Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Chapter 105 Christmas Party

Conte completed the work mechanically, as if he had lost his soul, his eyes full of confusion.

Sainz comforted him and said he had never been so happy.

Only after repeatedly confirming that Mr. Autumn was indeed not hurt did Conte regain some vitality.

He took out his hornbeam wand, which could quickly and individually cooperate with the wizard to cast any magic, and put it into his mouth to touch the small hole on the middle tooth, chanting silently in his heart, "An Di Tai Ke Te Bao - Ixte Stretch (Traceless Stretch)!"

The tooth cavity on the left expanded to the size of a suitcase, and the space in the tooth cavity on the right was much larger. It was repeatedly strengthened by him, and it was much larger than the briefcase he was using now!

This design is used to distinguish emergency supplies from daily supplies.

In the future, he will transfer all combat-related materials to the left tooth cavity, and daily necessities will be placed on the right side.

This avoids the need to search back and forth in an emergency.

Now all his extra wands were in his mouth.

He finally didn't have to be so cautious in everything he did, although that behavior earned him the reputation of being "gentle and elegant".

Of course, the Slytherin classmates did not think so. They believed that Sainz's rigid movements were obviously imitating their aristocratic style and were just trying to be pretentious.

No matter what others say, positive or negative, he is free now and can choose clothes as he pleases.

The next day, his roommates discovered that Sainz had taken off his usual high boots and wide-sleeved shirts and put on a casual jacket, casual pants and sports shoes. For a moment, they felt a little uncomfortable.

"Sainz, you...oh, I can't tell why, but I always feel something is wrong!" Ben looked confused.

Adam said, "Can't you see? Adam's clothes have changed!"

"Yes! I was wondering why something was wrong. It turns out you changed your look. Why did you suddenly abandon your jodhpurs and riding boots? It turns out that outfit was quite handsome!"

"But it's too restrictive. I think it's not bad to wear it like this now. It's more comfortable."

"As long as you like it..."

"Aren't you guys ready to get up? Class starts in half an hour.

You don't want to eat your breakfast in front of everyone again.

Let the professor and classmates wait for you again?"

When the embarrassing incident last time was mentioned, the two roommates instantly lost interest in his clothing and quickly got up and cleaned themselves up.

Other familiar classmates were only slightly surprised that his painting style suddenly changed.

It's not a big deal, and other people just talk about it casually, but no one really cares.

A week later the common room was empty, as everyone, both old and new students, went back to enjoy their holidays.

Knowing that he was not leaving school, Cedric asked Sainz if he could help take care of his jumping bulbs while he was away.

"It's easy to take care of. Just give it some sun and water regularly. I'm mainly worried about it running around. I'm really sorry to have caused you trouble."

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Just leave it to me. I promise to give you a healthy and complete child when you come back!"

On Christmas Eve, Hogwarts held a small party in the Great Hall.

This was the first time Sainz had real close contact with his principal since he started school a year and a half ago.

At the banquet, in addition to the professors of his usual required courses, he also met the professor of Care of Magical Creatures, whom he would be dealing with next school year, Sylvanus Kettleburn, a sturdy old man with a white beard.

It is worth mentioning that this old professor is also a Hufflepuff.

The most noticeable thing about him is that he has three prosthetic limbs.

Yes, he only has one arm and half a leg!

How should I put it? He is worthy of being Hagrid's most admired professor. He has contributed so much to this course.

There is also the professor of ancient runes, Professor Bathsheda Babbling, a middle-aged witch with long, smooth black hair.

Professor of Muggle Studies, Professor Charity Burbage, a short, middle-aged witch who was about the same age as her headmaster.

The professor of arithmetic divination, Professor Setima Victor, had a serious expression and wore a tall pointed red wizard hat, which looked very similar to the tall hats used by the great Eastern country during special times.

As usual, Professor Binns, the ghost, and Professor Strawney, the divination professor, did not attend.

In addition to the professors, Hagrid, Filch, Madam Pince, and Madam Pomfrey also attended.

There were very few students. Besides myself, there were three senior students, probably in the sixth or seventh grade.

Sainz and others sat in the student seats and waited.

After a while, Dumbledore came and waved his hand. The tables and chairs in the hall automatically moved to the wall, leaving only a long table in the middle.

He said, "There are not many people here today, so let's not talk about professors or students. Just sit together and be casual. Find a seat and sit down."

what?

Sainz's heart tightened. He agreed while quickly counting the number of people in the auditorium. Fortunately, there were a total of nineteen people, including all the professors, students, and himself.

It’s far more than thirteen, but it’s okay, it’s okay!

Despite Dumbledore's request, it was impossible for the students to be so ignorant as to interfere with the professors.

Everyone automatically sat down on both sides of the long table in the order of compulsory courses, elective courses, staff, and students.

Dumbledore at the other end of the table looked at everyone, clapped his hands, and the food came up.

Dumbledore didn't say much, just raised the glass in his hand to signal, and the banquet began.

After eating for a while, everyone started talking in low voices.

Hagrid drank from his tumbler of mead and his fork clinked against his plate.

Sean tugged at him gently, "Hagrid, how is that kid doing lately?"

Hagrid looked around in surprise and whispered, "Very strong. His previous home couldn't accommodate him anymore, so I moved him to another place."

"That's good. He grows up so fast. You have to be vigilant to the students. Don't make any mistakes. If a student gets hurt, you know the consequences."

"He's not dangerous at all, no one's going to get hurt."

Hagrid was a little dissatisfied. "I didn't even know when you found him. When you told me last time, I was shocked. I have to say that students are not allowed to go there."

"Oh, really? If students are not allowed, then can Hogwarts staff members be allowed?"

"Of course I can. I'm the gamekeeper and I have the right to patrol there."

"Don't interrupt me, you know that's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about raising him privately."

Hagrid looked up at everyone, especially at Dumbledore in the main seat, and stammered, "But he was so pitiful, and the Greek was anxious to get rid of him."

"Okay Hagrid, I don't mean to tell on you, nor do I mean to threaten you. I'm just reminding you as a friend to be careful not to make any mistakes. You are strong, but that doesn't mean everyone is as strong as you, especially those of us who haven't graduated yet."

"I understand. Thank you, Sainz. Don't worry, you can rest assured..."

Sainz could only give a reminder, but whether Hagrid listened or not was up to him.

He was thinking about when he should go to the Forbidden Forest again to cultivate relationships with the dogs. If they didn't see each other for too long, the feelings would fade.

After everyone had finished eating, Old Deng insisted on asking everyone to sing a few of his favorite songs before he would leave.

Finally, Christmas Eve of 1990 passed peacefully...