Hermione pursed her lips and punched Tom twice. At the same time, she glanced at Hagrid guiltily. Fortunately, he was crying so hard that he didn't hear Tom's words.
Finally, after shedding a lot of tears, Hagrid finally cheered up. He took out his handkerchief again and blew his nose, "You are right, I need to cheer up. Sorry, I haven't been normal lately..."
"
"It's okay, Hagrid, I will help you, and so will Tom - right?" Hermione looked into Tom's eyes, trying to force him to express his stance.
"Um, ah, yes." Tom removed his eyes.
But he didn't lie either, he really planned to help Hagrid.
"We can start by checking various files first..." Hermione thought about it, jumped up from her seat, and left quickly.
"Hermione is a good girl," Hagrid rubbed his red and swollen eyes, "I will go back and put Buckbeak into bed first. I can't let him stay alone in the snow on Christmas Day."
Then Hagrid left too.
Tom was alone on the spot, sorting out the desktop that they had messed up. When he was almost done, Hermione came back holding a file that was half a person tall.
"These are the files that Mrs. Pince recommended for us to read." She placed the large pile of dusty files on the table, causing a large amount of dust to appear.
"Sneeze! Cleaned up! Sneeze!" Tom's nose was itchy from the dust and he sneezed several times.
"So are these the files you want to check?" he asked, looking at the files with some fear.
"certainly!"
"What about the homework? What about the paper? What about the group project?" Tom was even more frightened.
"We can go to bed later and get up earlier." Hermione stared at Tom, "We can save a life by working hard."
Tom couldn't look into Hermione's eyes and say no at the same time, so he tried to turn his head away, but Hermione grabbed his face, pushed him down on the table, and broke his face bit by bit.
Right, forcing him to look at himself.
"Help me, I need your help. I want to help Hagrid win this lawsuit."
Tom: I want to refuse but I can’t!
"This is not a simple matter of the lawsuit... Believe me, I will rule out the factors outside the court - just don't read the file, right?"
"Really? Have you really found a solution?" Hermione looked at Tom suspiciously, "You're not fooling me, are you?"
"Of course not, how dare I! Get up quickly!"
Hearing what Tom said, Hermione let go of Tom and stood up from the table. She slightly adjusted her wrinkled robe, "Great, I feel relieved to hear you say that - and there is your wand."
The position is very strange, it just poked me."
"If you don't press me down on the table, the wand won't hit you!" Tom sat on the chair, turned around, and turned his back to Hermione.
Hermione:?
"So let's go eat?" Hermione hugged Tom from behind and rubbed her cheek against his ear, "I'm hungry."
There was a soft touch on Tom's back and Hermione's hot breath on his ear. Tom's ears turned red visibly.
"Wait...wait for me two minutes!"
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Huck was a little hungry. After he and Dumbledore sat down, they found that the plates on the table were still empty.
Maybe it's not time to serve the food yet? He thought this way, wondering what the lunch at Hogwarts is like?
The meal has not yet started, and the professors are chatting casually.
"Not a single student stayed this year," Professor Flitwick looked around at the people sitting around and sighed, "Then why are we still here? Why don't we go home."
"Because the food is taken care of here?" Professor McGonagall thought for a moment and felt that it would be better to stay in school. Not only her, but also the deans here were all alone. Instead of going home to spend Christmas alone, it would be better to come to Huo Huo
Gwartz spent Christmas with his old colleagues.
The professors were silent. They thought Professor McGonagall's words really made sense! Why go home? It's too hard to cook by yourself. You have to do all the washing, cooking and dishes by yourself. It's better to be at Hogwarts.
Enjoy ready-made services.
As for why the students did not stay... maybe it was because I heard that too many classmates were going home? Think about it, if a student stayed, he would have to work with the principal, teachers, and his own dean.
Let’s have lunch. This meal is inedible!
"Speaking of which, why doesn't Professor Scamander go home for Christmas vacation?" Professor Sprout looked at Newt, who was listening silently, with some curiosity.
Newt was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the topic would suddenly turn to him.
"Ah, the main reason is that there are too many animals worth studying in the Forbidden Forest, and I really don't want to go back." Newt said this, but he had another answer in his heart: his grandson returned home recently, and the little boy
The child is very noisy, and he will definitely get entangled with him when he goes back. It is better to go out to avoid the limelight and find some peace.
At this time, Tom and Hermione also appeared at the door of the auditorium.
"Great, come here!" Dumbledore greeted them happily. He snapped his fingers, and a lot of Christmas packets of firecrackers appeared on the table, "Firecrackers! The Christmas holiday is incomplete without firecrackers!
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Obviously, even though the firecrackers had been put off at the Christmas Eve dinner, Dumbledore was still enjoying it.
Huck on the other hand was already used to it. He just felt a little emotional: He didn't expect wizards to do this. Setting off firecrackers was one of his best memories of Christmas when he was a child. It's a pity that when he grows up, he will naturally be interested in those things.
Lost interest in small plastic toys and paper hats of poor quality.
But looking at the firecrackers at Hogwarts, he was suddenly moved again, and the beautiful memories of his childhood seemed to be brought back.
He picked up a firecracker and pulled it open together with Dumbledore. As a result, there was no muffled bang inside, but a blast like a cannon bombing, and a burst of blue smoke.
Huck was startled. A millinery decorated with flowers and several little hamsters exploded from the firecracker.
Huck held the little hamster and watched Dumbledore put on the hat happily.
Tom and Hermione found two empty seats and sat down. Dumbledore stroked his white beard, pointed at the firecrackers on the table and said, "Everyone has a share!"
Dumbledore is so active that one cannot help but suspect that he has accumulated too many firecrackers and needs to clear out his inventory.
Tom and Hermione fired a few firecrackers and harvested a bag of sparkling balloons, a troll statue, and a wizard's chess set. As for those living creatures, they were all created by magic and disappeared soon after.
Tom and Tom were not the last to sit down. Shortly after they sat down, Mrs. Pince and Professor Trelawney also appeared.