Hogwarts: Harry brings H3 magic

“I’ll think about it. At least I don’t plan to join the school team this semester.”Harry nodded.

With Quirrell by his side this semester, he had a strong sense of crisis and was in no mood to participate in these activities.

“You are still young, there is no need to take study so seriously, take a good rest during Christmas, you should know that a life with both tight and loose schedules can help you make better progress. Professor McGonagall said softly.

She has always been strict and serious about her students’ studies, but this was the first time she told a student not to take studies too seriously.

“”Yeah.” Harry nodded.

Walking out of Professor McGonagall’s office, the fatigue in Harry’s eyes disappeared.

Returning to the common room, he found Hermione and Ron chatting with each other.

Seeing Harry coming back, Hermione and Ron stood up to greet him.

“Are you all going home for Christmas?” Harry asked casually.

“Go home, what about you?”Hermione asked

“I’m not going back. I’ve asked around and found out that many professors won’t be going back. I can go visit them anytime during Christmas.” Harry shook his head and said

“Even if I go back, I guess my aunt and uncle won’t be willing.” Harry said.

Dudley said,”Cousin, I miss you.”

Ron and Hermione didn’t know how to respond when they heard Harry’s words.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

“Oh, it’s a pity, if you hadn’t gone back, you could have tasted my cooking yourself.” Harry found a topic to break the silence.

“Cooking? Harry, you can cook?” Hermione looked at Harry in surprise.

“”Harry, I’ve been with you for so long, and you never told me that you can cook.” Ron looked at Harry as if he was betrayed.

Hermione glanced at Ron and felt that this was strange.

“ε=(′ο｀*)))Huh? Didn’t I tell you that I’m a cook?”Harry was puzzled and thought for a while.

“Oh, I’ve been so busy since I came to Hogwarts that I haven’t had time to go to the kitchen.” Harry said

“It’s such a pity that I can’t taste the food you cook.”Hermione said pretending to be sad.

She didn’t think an 11-year-old child could cook delicious food.

But Harry was her good friend, and she was not a person with low emotional intelligence, so she naturally would not undermine Harry’s confidence.

“It’s okay. I’ll cook for you later when I have time.” Harry said indifferently.

On Christmas Eve, Hermione dragged her luggage and found Ron.

He was playing wizard chess by himself. He played with the chess pieces on both sides.

“You haven’t packed your luggage yet?” Hermione asked curiously.

“Well, there was a change of plans at home, my parents were going to Romania to see my brother Charlie, who was studying dragons there, so our family stayed behind. Ron looked up at her and said

“Where’s Harry? Hermione didn’t see Harry.

“George and Fred took him away, but they wouldn’t take me.” Ron said sadly.

He felt like he was being left behind.

“Oh, well, Merry Christmas, I’ll give you and Harry presents.” Hermione was eager to go home now, and didn’t want to talk to Ron for long. After leaving a word, she followed the team out of the academy.

Ron continued to play chess with himself.

Harry was pulled away by the Weasley twins, who took him to Hogsmeade village to have a few nice drinks.

Harry still remembered Ron, and bought him some candies that children loved to eat to send him off.

The next day, Harry was pecked awake by Salir.

After not staying up late and relaxing, he finally had a normal sleep. After waking up, Harry felt refreshed in his mind, and even his perception seemed to be a little stronger..

It seems that Professor McGonagall is right. Proper rest can help him make more progress.

He touched Salir. He hadn’t seen this little guy for half a year. He had lost weight!

Obviously, he didn’t eat well in the owl dormitory at school.

Salir looked at Harry with aggrieved eyes. He was busy all night last night. The owner should give him a little reward.

For example, beef jerky.

Harry hadn’t cooked at Hogwarts yet, so naturally he didn’t have these things. He could only feed him some bread.

Salir turned his head away, indicating that he didn’t want to eat this kind of junk food.

He wanted to eat meat, meat cooked by his owner.

“”I’ll cook tonight and give it to you then. Eat a little first to fill your stomach.” Harry whispered to it.

Salir ate the bread reluctantly and flew away.

When he opened the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, he found that a pile of gifts like a small mountain appeared at the foot of the bed.

It was his Christmas present.

It was also the first time he received so many Christmas presents.

Ron yawned, sat up drowsily, waved to Harry and said,”Merry Christmas, Harry!”

“Why don’t you sleep a little longer? It’s Christmas today.” Ron said

“I wanted to go do some exercise, but now I have to open my presents.” Harry got out of bed

“Exercise? Take a break, Harry, it’s Christmas.”Ron said with a look of despair.

Harry was so hardworking that he felt bad about being lazy and decadent, but he really couldn’t keep up with Harry’s pace, which would cost him his life.

“You’re right, we should have a good rest during Christmas.” Harry agreed with him.

He unwrapped the top gift, which was wrapped in thick brown paper with”Hagrid to Harry” written on it in a flourish. Inside was a crudely made flute, which was obviously made by Hagrid himself.

Harry blew it and the sound was a bit like the cry of an owl.

Although it was not delicate and beautiful, it was also a token of Hagrid’s love.

Peng Yingzong gave him a set of kitchen knives.

Peng Qinxuan gave him a���The latest mechanical watch.

Aunt Petunia also sent a gift.

It was a thick down jacket.

It looked very fashionable and nice.

There was also a letter from Dudley.

Harry opened it and saw that Dudley was very happy to receive his candy. He had already eaten all of it, but he would like it more if there were dishes made by his cousin.

Harry was silent. Two bags of such big candy, and they were finished in one night?

Aunt Petunia might have to take him to the dentist.

Hermione sent a delicate peanut chocolate, which was quite expensive just by looking at the packaging.

“I think I know who sent this.” Ron said, blushing slightly, pointing to a bulging paper package.

“It was my mom. I told her you didn’t think you were getting a present.”

Harry ripped open the paper and saw a thick bright green hand-knitted sweater and a large box of homemade fudge.

“She knits us a sweater every year,” said Ron, opening his own paper package, which also contained a sweater.

“Mine is always dark purple.”

“”Oh, I’m very happy to receive this gift.” Harry said with a smile. This was the first time he received a sweater made by someone himself. Originally, it should have been made by his mother. He tasted a piece of fudge and found it very sweet.

“It would be better if the color of the sweater was changed to red, so that it would have a festive feel. Harry put the sweater aside.

“Green reminds me of some bad memories.”Harry said.

Ron nodded, and he remembered what Harry said.

The other little lions of Gryffindor brought all kinds of snacks and treats.

Harry didn’t like this kind of food, so he gave them all to Ron.

He was very excited.

Dumbledore gave him a can of……Cockroach.

Harry threw it into the trash can with a blank expression.

The gift from Professor McGonagall made Harry happiest.

It was a copy of his father’s Transfiguration notebook and Professor McGonagall’s own.

Professor Sprout gave him a few small plants with descriptions of their smells.

Professor Flitwick sent him a wand care package.

“Professor Snape also gave you a gift?” Ron, who had not brushed his teeth yet and was eating snacks, saw the name on the gift and exclaimed, spraying out the snacks in his mouth.

Harry calmly opened it and found a bottle of potion that glowed with a blue light.

“What kind of potion is this? Is it poison?”Ron shuddered.

“Vitality supplement, used to restore physical strength.” Harry played with the potion in his hand. The potion flashing with blue light looked a bit charming.