By lunchtime, the auditorium had been renovated.

The long table was moved to the corner, and a table for twelve people was placed in the center of the room.

Professor Dumbledore, Flitwick, McGonagall, Snape, and Sprout were all there.

The sect leader takes out the four Dharma Protector King Kong, and the all-star luxury lineup!

Filch was also there, taking off his usual brown coat and wearing a very sturgeon tuxedo.

Holding a goblet in his hand, inside is a rich Assam milk tea.

He swung his glass, brought it to the tip of his nose, and sniffed vigorously.

The action is elegant and impeccable.

What can William say, he can only sigh in one sentence: high class!

Nicol sat next to Dumbledore, chatting with Professor McGonagall, and from time to time Professor Flitwick laughed like a bell.

Snape poured tea and water on the other side, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes were pleasing to the eye, looking like a minion.

"Come quickly, I'll be waiting for you." Dumbledore was smiling and seemed happy.

He also winked playfully at William.

William felt weird, especially after learning that the headmaster and Grindelwald had a relationship that ended without problems.

Of course, Dumbledore was happy, because William's Christmas gift was woollen socks.

The wool was all shaved by Dobby, unpolluted and pollution-free, from the adorable goats that had been infused with countless bones and blood in Aberforth.

William and the others sat side by side at the end of the table, exactly twelve people at a table.

"Nuke!" Dumbledore said enthusiastically.

Out of nowhere, he pulled out a small nuclear bomb and handed it to Snape.

Professor Snape took the hard pull unhappily.

The nuclear bomb 'firecracker' slammed, like a thousand cherry blossoms, and scattered, revealing a big red witch hat with a penguin specimen on the top of the hat.

Snape remembered his women's photo, and his face suddenly didn't look good.

He smirked again, and pushed his hat to Dumbledore, and the Headmaster happily put it on his head.

He also asked Professor Snape to help him see which angle was better.

"Eat, you're welcome!" Dumbledore said with a smile to the table.

Nicol pulled out a large bottle of sherry, and Snape picked it up and filled it for each of them.

He is the role of an escort today.

Professor Snape didn't get up, but pushed the bottle down the table and over William's side.

He smiled maliciously, "Drink." ”

Under Professor Snape's watchful eye, William filled the group with wine.

The wine is rich in aroma, and at first glance it is a good wine that Nicol has treasured for many years.

William didn't drink it, because the wine was poisonous, and Snape had just secretly drunk it.

Seeing that William didn't drink, Hermione and Anne didn't move their glasses.

Harry and Ron were about to pick up their glasses and taste the saltiness when the hall suddenly opened.

Professor Trelawney walked in, dressed in green with small metal discs and looking like a shiny king-sized dragonfly.

It's even more Lovegood than Luna!

She also appears in a strange way, like a Dementor, gliding towards everyone.

William couldn't help but keep his head down, wanting to see if she was stepping on Hot Wheels under her feet.

"Mr. Stark, it's rude to stare at the bottom of a beautiful lady's skirt like this." Professor Trelawney gave him a wink.

Everyone also looked at William with strange eyes.

It seems that he is a stinky hooligan who wanders around the subway and buses, secretly taking pictures of other people's skirts.

"Sybil, I'm glad you're here!" Dumbledore said and stood up.

"Headmaster, I've been looking at the crystal ball."

Professor Trelawney seemed to be using a voice changer, and his voice suddenly became vague and ethereal.

"There was something uneasy going on Christmas, and I felt the danger of this feast.

I didn't want to come, but to my surprise, I saw myself in advance with my heavenly eyes, and left my lunch alone to come to your banquet.

Who am I, and how can I refuse the call of fate?

I immediately walked out of my building, and I sincerely ask your forgiveness for being late......"

I don't want to spend Christmas alone, so let's just say it...... With so many excuses, Professor Trelawney is also enough to beat around the bush.

Professor McGonagall snorted.

"Of course, I forgive you for being late. Your dress is so good-looking, it fits your style very well, and it has taste. ”

Dumbledore's eyes lit up and he seemed to really like it.

"Let me bring you a chair—"

He waved his wand in mid-air, and a chair appeared out of thin air.

It spun in mid-air for a few seconds before letting out a dull thud and landing next to Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore sat back in his chair satisfied.

The Headmaster was clearly deliberately trying to make trouble, and everyone knew that Professor McGonagall and Professor Trelawney were in a relationship...... Very nervous.

He deliberately let the two sit together.

That would be the equivalent of a United Nations seat with the representative of Israel and the representatives of Iran and Jordan.

There is a high probability that they will be beaten by two people.

Professor Trelawney didn't sit down, her big eyes were all over the table, and she let out a dramatic scream.

"I don't dare, Headmaster! If I sat down, there would be thirteen people at a table! There is nothing more unlucky than Thirteen!

Never forget that if thirteen people eat together, the first person to stand up after the meal will die! ”

"We're willing to take the risk, Sybil." Professor McGonagall said impatiently, "Sit down, the turkey is going to be as cold as a Bludger." ”

Professor Trelawney hesitated, dragged his chair, and squeezed between William and Ron.

Ron stood up and shifted his position towards Harry.

Professor Trelawney sat down in his chair.

"Child, the ominousness on you is getting worse and worse...... Alas, alas. Trelawney whispered.

Ron shattered Harry's glass, and Shirley spilled both of them.

Trelawney smiled with satisfaction, and she glanced at William again.

"Mr. Stark, I should have had the students talk to you more than once......"

"I've been busy lately, Professor." William explained in a low voice.

"Who isn't busy?" Professor Trelawney sighed deeply.

"I'm busy protecting the world, and I'm going to take on the powerful and powerful forces of darkness.

You also have to keep an eye on the future from time to time to prevent the dark creatures from crossing the long river of time and erasing everyone with a slap......"

"But am I missing class?" Professor Trelawney abruptly turned, "No! For me, saving the world is just a part-time job, and I still have to do my job well. ”

"Well, if you don't go again, I tell you, kid, you will definitely hang this semester.

The headmaster can't keep you, I said!

I have seen it with the eyes of heaven. ”

"Professor, the future may be wrong...... By the way, did I receive my Christmas gift for you? William lowered his voice.

"I came in a hurry, I may have missed it." Trelawney looked deeply at William.

"Several bottles of sherry." William said in a whispered voice.

Professor Trelawney coughed and shook his wavy hair.

“…… You're good, really good, William. "Trelawney is not called 'Stark,' and rephrased kindly.

"Perhaps, you are right, no matter how great a prophet is, there will be times when he looks away."

Hermione, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation between the two, couldn't help but roll her eyes widely.

Dumbledore raised his glass and said happily, "Merry Christmas, everyone! ”

William had just poured the antidote into Hermione and Annie's cups.

The three of them raised their glasses together and touched each other.

Professor Trelawney picked up the cup that belonged to Ron and shook it up.

What wine,

She smelled the rich smell of wine outside her hallway, otherwise she wouldn't have come.

Deep feelings, stew!

Professor Trelawney smacked his lips, savoring, when he suddenly rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and his limbs twitched.

"This wine...... Toxic ......"

She slumped headlong on the table, her face stuck in the turkey in front of her.

Sure enough, as Minerva said, it's hard and a Bludger!

Everyone looked at Professor Snape.

Snape's face was gloomy, he slapped the table angrily, and said, "Who poisoned it?" Gotta investigate thoroughly...... Headmaster, I suspect Blake, has infiltrated Hogwarts.

He must have done it! ”

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