Joel gave Haylis all the boxes of Honeydukes candy he kept in his dormitory. He couldn't give her a gift of the same value, so he had to give everything he had to Haylis.
Haylis was holding a large pile of candy boxes in her hands, covering her little head.
Joel sent her back to the girls' dormitory and watched her swaying back with penguin steps, and then he felt relieved.
He returned to the room, opened the pocket box, and carefully looked at the silver brooch inside. The brooch was petal-shaped, with a sapphire inlaid in the center of the stamen, with a delicate and delicate texture.
Joel sighed, put the box away, and put it in the desk drawer.
The Christmas vacation passed quickly. Joel spent most of his time in the dormitory catching up on sleep. He used his free time to preview an entire book of "Standard Spells". When he turned the last page of the spell book, the three roommates also
Returned to the dormitory.
"Joel, I miss you so much!" Eddie rushed towards Joel as soon as he saw him.
"Gungun, I have something to ask of you three." Joel pushed away Eddie who was sticking to him like brown candy.
"What's going on?" Allen was a little curious.
Joel took out the complete explanation of the magic course and said, "You three sign this set of books, and I will give them away."
"To whom?" Allen came over with a quill pen and signed his name on the title page. Thanks to his good family education, his signature was elegant and elegant.
"Hailes." Joel didn't shy away.
"Hailes Selwyn?" Eddie frowned, "When did your relationship with her become so good that you wanted to send signed books?"
"I did her a little favor during the Christmas vacation, and we got closer." Joel muttered, "I think she's a pretty good girl."
"Ouch!" Eddie winked.
Joel nudged him with his elbow, and Eddie quickly gave in and knelt down to sign.
Sergey took out the books and clothes from his suitcase, and Joel's sharp eyes noticed that the ruby inlaid on his suitcase was missing.
He looked up at Sergey and found that his face was a little haggard, the dark circles under his eyes were very obvious, and his mood was obviously not right.
"What's wrong Sergey?" Joel asked, "Did you have a bad Christmas vacation?"
Sergey glanced at him and shook his head, "Nothing."
His voice was much deeper than before. He picked up a quill and signed the title page, and then lay on the bed fully clothed.
"What's wrong?" Joel frowned and gestured.
Alan and Eddie shrugged, obviously not knowing.
After Joel delivered the signed set of magic courses to Haylis, when they returned to the dormitory, Alan and Eddie were already processing the letters from the Wizarding Examination Authority. On his and Sergey's desks
There was also a pile of letters piled up.
"Ms. Marchban asked us to speed up the progress. The first batch of books will land on the North American continent at the end of January. We don't have much time left." Eddie spoke in a very helpless tone, but mixed with a lot of joy of the harvest.
"Then let's work harder, the dawn of victory is right in front of us!" Joel encouraged.
Allen and Eddie couldn't help but feel very motivated when they thought about the large sum of gold galleons they were about to harvest.
The three of them stayed up until eleven o'clock at night before falling asleep.
After turning off the lights, Sergey lay on the bed and turned over, his bright eyes filled with unwillingness and regret.
After Christmas, most students have not yet come out of their relaxed state. Professor Snape is obviously dissatisfied with their relaxed state in class. He strictly disciplines the students outside Slytherin House with a passion.
With his pure heart, he urges students to make continuous progress with his noble moral character.
Gryffindor students who have always been naughty and mischievous are set as role models by the conscientious Professor Snape. They are often punished by the impartial Professor Snape with a 5-point deduction for slightly amplifying their voices in the corridor.
"That old bat, Snape, did whatever it took to get Slytherin to win the House Cup." In the potions class, Eddie muttered dissatisfiedly next to Joel, staring at the first row watching the Hufflepuff students.
Embarrassed Professor Snape.
Before Christmas, Gryffindor led the House Cup points, mainly due to their points lead in Quidditch (a victory in Quidditch can add 100 points to the house).
Under Professor Snape's corrective guidance, Gryffindor's score dropped by more than 150 points in one week, falling behind Slytherin and Hufflepuff.
"This is good," Joel raised his head and glanced at Snape, then quickly lowered his head to handle his crucible. Although his magic power was limited and could not make a real potion, before the magic power and potion blended together,
He can practice more on the steps, "Ravenclaw will soon become the second to last."
Ravenclaw's first Quidditch match was held after Halloween. They defeated Hufflepuff 60:210, and in addition to their class performance score, they are currently ranked last.
"...But if this continues, Slytherin House will win the House Cup again this year." Eddie was a little dissatisfied.
"This has nothing to do with us," Joel didn't care about it. "You might as well focus on how to save your own crucible."
Joel and Eddie are both terrible at potion science, but there is a difference between bad and bad. Joel is unable to fuse potions because of his limited magic power, while Eddie is a potion wizard.
The color of the potion in it is never correct, and it releases a pungent smell every time, making it a potion killer.
Eddie watched his invigorating potion turn shit green in the crucible. He panicked and stabbed the bottom of the crucible with his wand.
Joel knew something was wrong and quickly moved the stool aside.
With a loud noise, a stream of shit-green liquid rose into the sky, and the hot potion fell down, scalding Eddie's skin into blisters one after another, causing him to scream loudly. The students in the underground classroom stopped what they were doing and looked.
come over.
"Carmichael!" Professor Snape strode over aggressively, his black robe swinging behind him like a big bat. He glanced at Eddie's cauldron and shouted angrily:
"I specifically reminded you before class that narcissus root should be added slowly. Are you playing with the troll while I'm teaching!"
"Ten points from Ravenclaw!" Snape ordered Joel, "Tyler, send him to the hospital wing!"
With a powerful wave of his wand, all the remaining shit-green liquid on the table and in the crucible disappeared.
Seeing that Snape did not come to inspect his cauldron, Joel quickly poured the potion in the cauldron into the pool, then took Eddie's arm and slowly walked to the hospital wing.