On December 18th, Hogwarts was ready for the holidays.

Their holidays are similar to the official school holidays in the UK, but there are no half-term holidays in between, and there are only three holidays a year, namely a Christmas holiday of about 20 days from mid-December to January, a total of 21 days of Easter holiday from the end of March, and a summer vacation from July.

It's fair to say that their vacation is much longer than expected.

Although it is not known that the wizarding world, which has been shouting Merlin, has any direct connection to the two festivals related to Yahweh, Morgan will definitely not stay in Hogwarts after the holiday.

He had already submitted an application to go home for Christmas a long time ago, and Dumbledore was very concerned about Morgan's train ticket, as if he was afraid that Morgan would stay at Hogwarts for the holidays.

But Morgan didn't do anything about it, he honestly got on the train and shared a booth with Hermione and Neville, and set out on the way home.

Since the students were already familiar with each other, and the number of students who were willing to go back was small, after getting on the train, the students threw the little luggage they were carrying in Rongma, ran around the train by themselves, and went to chat with their familiar classmates.

Morgan and Hermione were the kind of study party, and neither of them wanted to waste every minute or second of their time studying.

Neville wanted to go out and find Levle, who had disappeared again, but seeing that Morgan and Hermione were studying hard there, he didn't plan to sneak out, but just pushed open the door of the cubicle from time to time to look out, hoping that his toad would jump back.

During this time, he did see some of his classmates returning home, but his toad never appeared.

And the people from the sister group that Morgan had been worried about didn't show up.

Later, Morgan thought about it and realized that the people of the sister group would stay at school for Christmas, and the Christmas Ball was their battlefield, so how could they miss it like this.

So he was quite quiet along the way, and the happy Morgan even packed a lot of magical snacks, ready to take them back as a small gift for the Potts couple.

The train arrived at the station at about eleven o'clock, and when he got off the train, Morgan saw Mr. and Mrs. Potts waiting on the platform.

Although he didn't come to see Morgan before, which made Morgan a little unhappy, but seeing them at this time, Morgan's mood instantly improved.

Morgan was about to meet the Potts couple, and Hermione also found her parents, unlike Morgan's attitude as he walked over slowly, Hermione pounced directly.

Looking at Hermione's appearance, Morgan's heart moved, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

However, Morgan still underestimated the second middle school of Mr. and Mrs. Potts, and after catching Morgan, Mrs. Potts picked up little Flecon, while Mr. Potts wanted to take over Morgan's ...... Magic wand.

"Dad, the wand is a wizard's life, and it can't be given to others."

"I'll trade this for you." Out of nowhere, Mr. Potts pulled out something that looked like a flashlight, it was 26 centimeters long, and it looked full of metal, "This is my lightsaber, how about it, although it is a standard type, you must know that as a Jedi, having a lightsaber is the most important thing." ”

"Speak human words." Morgan was accustomed to Mr. Potts' attitude.

"That, this is your Christmas present, by the way, you shouldn't be able to take this thing to school, there is just a place on the cabinet in my room to put it, you see how about putting it on my cabinet."

For such a father, Morgan is also speechless.

At this time, Mrs. Potts also came over, "Okay, didn't you buy this useless lightsaber with the money you used to buy a gift for your son?" Obviously, there are several handfuls at home, and I haven't seen you use them, and I still buy them, good son, you don't have to pay attention to him, I'll make you something to eat when you go home. ”

Hearing the words delicious, Mr. Potts' face became a little ugly.

Morgan couldn't help but ask, "You're doing a new experiment again?" ”

"No, don't worry, I'm using an ancient recipe this time, a real ancient British food, passed down from my great-grandmother."

"Ancient recipe?" Morgan felt bad when he heard this, he had talked to house-elves at Hogwarts, and he knew from them that some ancient recipes were not treated with the taste of the ingredients, but were like making potions, and the edible parts were preserved as much as possible.

The reason for this seems to be because at that time Britain was all living on giants, and some food was only the size of their thumbs, just like normal people eating raisins, where would they think about whether to peel or not.

Even if those giants roast a sheep, they will directly wrap the whole sheep in the dough, roast it directly in the fire, and put it in their mouths after roasting and can eat it.

So there are a lot of ancient recipes that are not so clean in terms of details and look darker.

"Mom, what kind of ancient recipe did you get this time?"

Morgan asked cautiously.

"Legend has it that the court is the first, the pigeon pie."

Hearing this food, the word "sure enough" flashed through Morgan's mind.

The pigeon pie is not the one used at the purple wedding in Game of Thrones, which is divided into four tiers and uses three types of meat: pigeon, wild boar and rabbit.

The first layer is marinated with chopped cherries, sautéed onions, garlic, sage, salt and pepper, and the second layer is wild boar, which is marinated with sautéed onions, garlic, sage, salt and pepper.

The third layer of pigeon meat is marinated with fried apples, sautéed onions, sage and rosemary, and the fourth layer of rabbit meat is marinated with stir-fried shiitake mushrooms, garlic, rosemary, thyme, salt and pepper.

It can be said that each layer has a different taste, which is what makes it delicious.

The ancient pigeon pie is not so particular, it is directly wrapped in live pigeons with dough, and then seasoning is applied to the dough.

When the seasoning was coated and put in to roast, the pigeon was still alive.

That thing Morgan really didn't know how to speak, it was even more terrifying than looking up at the stars.

Thinking of this, Morgan couldn't help but look at Mr. Potts, "This is what you won't eat during this time." ”

Mr. Potts nodded like a poor puppy, as if to get Morgan to think of a solution, and if he continued to eat like this, he might not survive Christmas.

Morgan thought about the scene of this kind of food in his house, and he felt a chill in his heart, he couldn't go on like this, Morgan immediately rolled his eyes and winked wildly at Mr. Potts.

"Dad, your hair seems to be missing a little these days, is it that you have eaten something bad, you can't go on like this, or you will have no hair until I make a potion for long hair."