There is another little wizard who is in a similar mood to Luna now, and that is Harry, who is looking at Shin and smirking.

"I've never looked forward to a holiday so much." Harry held the letter with a wistful expression.

"Sirius's?"

"Yes, he can't show up openly yet, but he invited me to the Screaming Shack during winter break and said he had a great Christmas present for me."

At this time, Hermione, who came over, heard his words and whispered advice.

"Actually, you can prepare a polyjuice potion so Sirius doesn't have to stay in the screaming shack all the time."

Harry's eyes lit up.

"Good idea, Hermione. I'll write back to you now. He hurriedly ran to the desk and began to write a reply.

"You'd pay that attention." Ron was amazed as if he had met her for the first time.

Hermione gave Ron an angry farewell.

"Harry finally has a loved one who cares about him, and I certainly hope they have a good Christmas." As she spoke, she lifted the brown bangs that blocked her view, and exclaimed to tell them that Luna would be surrounded by a group of young wizards wherever she appeared now.

"Expected." McGoth yawned and continued,

"Even if I knew that it was the real Ravenclaw crown, I felt a thrill after being introduced by Headmaster Dumbledore, not to mention those students who had only heard legends, and they were already of high quality if they didn't steal or rob."

"Then you said that wearing it really increases wisdom?" Hermione asked curiously.

McGoth glanced at her, this was a roundabout inquiry.

"Don't think about it, even if it used to have this kind of magic, it's gone now, I didn't show you the letter Lockhart gave me."

Hermione felt both relieved and regretful when she heard this, if it really increased her intelligence, she really wanted to experience what it would be like.

At this time, Ron didn't know what to think, and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Hermione asked, sensing that Ron was laughing at her.

Ron didn't notice Hermione's tone and said in a wistful tone.

"Do you think there will be a wizard who will wear a Ravenclaw crown, a Hufflepuff chalice, a Gryffindor sword, and a Slytherin locket around his neck to face the enemies who invade Hogwarts?"

Hermione looked at him with the look of a fool.

"Not to mention, we don't know where the Hufflepuff Grail and the Slytherin locket are? Even if we knew, do you think there will be a wizard invasion of Hogwarts? ”

Ron was dumbfounded by Hermione, but McGoth felt that there was some truth in Ron's words. A few years later, an enemy attacked Hogwarts and won. If Harry had been able to wear such a legendary outfit at that time, with his Pikachu-like emotional magic and the ability to leapfrog challenges, he might have been able to knock Voldemort out of time in advance.

So now should we take precautions to 'brush' out that set of golden legends? I know where the Slytherin locket is, but I don't remember the Hufflepuff Holy Grail at all, so how can I find it?

McGoth touched his chin and fell into thought.

Hermione was still arguing with Ron until she called out to Magos twice and didn't respond, only to realize that he was already in a fugue state.

"Magos." Hermione nudged him shoulder.

"Huh? What's wrong? McGoth asked.

"You ask him." Hermione gestured at Ron with a speechless face.

Looking at McGoth's curious eyes, Ron was a little embarrassed to tell him that Dumbledore didn't say that whoever could find the founder's relic would be temporarily used by the wizard who found it.

"So?" McGoth tugged at his lips, already guessing what he was trying to say.

"Sword of Gryffindor. Didn't we know it was in the principal's office? Let's go find it, and it won't be available to us. ”

What can McGoth say, just give him a thumbs up.

"You don't need us anymore, you can get it yourself, oh, no, go find it, just give it to you alone."

Ron knew he was stupid, but he couldn't help but fantasize.

"Harry took it and killed the basilisk. If only I could hold it......"

"You'll be killed by the basilisk." Hermione angrily gave him a basin of cold water.

Ron looked at Hermione with a look on his face that had eaten a fly.

"Don't dream, the Sword of Gryffindor isn't that easy to get." Magos shook his head and stated the conditions for the Sword of Gryffindor to appear.

"A wizard with the qualities that are truly unique to Gryffindor?" Ron has some self-doubt, does he? It doesn't seem to be ...... Immediately, he sat down on the sofa with a helpless face.

Harry handed the letter to Hedwig, and when he saw Ron's expression, he asked strangely what was wrong. After hearing Hermione and McGoss, he couldn't help but smile and told him that it should be possible to attract the Sword of Gryffindor as long as he was fearless.

The next morning, the night of snowflakes had covered Hogwarts in silver, and Magos and the others walked out of the common room in good spirits with their magic robes dressed.

Today is their last PUBG class of the semester, and they are ready to perform well and try to get the first place, especially McGoss, as the inventor of this course, he has not eaten chicken once, it is really embarrassing.

"How many times will we meet in circles?" Ron looked at the other Gryffindors and asked quietly.

Harry nodded, after so many PUBG lessons, the little wizards in the school have almost figured out this very common tactic, that is, to learn from the Slytherins in the first game, get together, and then have a team battle with the little wizards of the other houses, as long as they can destroy the other three houses, it doesn't matter if any of the few in their own house get the top five, it's a big deal to have another battle with their own people.

McGoth had done the same a few times before, but this time he wasn't going to do it, and looking at the thick layer of snow outside, he had an immature idea.

"I'm not going to be with you, I'm going to try new tactics."

Ron curiously asked what the tactic was, but Magos just shook his head, he wasn't sure it would be useful, and this time he saw such a thick layer of snow that he temporarily changed his mind.

"Pok Days!" McGoth shouted out his destination, and then threw Floo powder hard at the chimney of the pig's head bar, and after a strong spin and stretch experience, he heard the sound of waves crashing.

"One day, I'm going to improve the transmission experience of Floo.com." McGoth was a little dazed and determined in his wishes.

After he handed over his wand to the assistant who accompanied him, Mygoth, who came out of the cave, breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the snow thicker than Hogwarts.