Caroline sent a set of magical best-selling novels that Roger had never heard of...

Roger roughly flipped through it, knowing that she loves to read this now, so he mailed her the textbook of last year's Defence Against the Dark Arts as a gift, although Lockhart's strength is waste, but the writing skills have been tested by the market. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hermione's package was much larger, and when opened, it was revealed to be a wand care kit, including "Common Sense of Wand Care", Issaki Cleaner, Desco Wand Polish, and an elkskin rag that didn't need to be washed.

Roger blinked, and suddenly felt that the wand seemed to be a little aggrieved in his hand, and he hadn't wiped it properly for two and a half years...

Harry's was a delicate hourglass, the sand floating upwards in defiance of gravity gathering into a small pile.

"A funny gadget," explained the little savior, unpacking on the bed next to him with graffiti on his face, and seeing Roger holding the hourglass he had sent, "it is said that the speed at which the sand rises or falls depends on the quality of the conversation, and if the conversation is interesting, the sand will fall slowly... Specially ordered from the Devees-Bans store. ”

Roger placed it at the head of the bed, and the sand inside was rising rapidly... He remembered that Slughorn had something like this.

Ginny and Neville sent two large bags of candy, and Roger tasted it, and it tasted good.

In the end, there was a small package left, and when the boy opened it, there was a small coin bag made of unknown materials and a text message.

"Dear Roger,

I've received your gift and I love it.

I've often heard Caroline talk about you on the phone, and I've learned a lot here, and the teachers take me out on adventures and training every day, and life here is unimaginable before.

I just don't know when we'll see each other again...

Your forever friend Carrie.

Another: That little coin purse can hold a lot of things. ”

It was Carrie's reply, and Roger put it away.

In my heart, I was complaining that the British Royal Mail was always not on time. That's enough... Otherwise, how could Taobao become popular in China in the future, because foreign express companies can't...

As for the coin bag, it should have been cast with a traceless stretching spell, as long as it is smaller than the mouth of the bag, it can be filled in.

Or maybe the witch looks down on the wizard... After only two years of school, he was able to cast the super-complex magic of the Permanent Stretch Charm, and compared to ordinary wizards, the difference in talent was simply the difference between cloud and mud.

"Merry Christmas! you two are up...", Hermione, dressed in her dressing gown, walked into the boys' dormitory with Crookshan.

"Get up~" Roger replied as he sorted out the torn wrapping paper.

Then came the girl's burst of laughter, and Harry was laughed inexplicably.

"Hahaha... Look, look in the mirror... See for yourself—" Hermione smiled as she pointed at him.

The little savior hurriedly got out of bed, and then roared: "Roger, you slut is playing with me again!!"

"No way... I woke up in the middle of the night last night and saw that you were sleeping like a dead pig, and I couldn't help it. Roger laughed too.

The Christmas was a very festive atmosphere, and it took Harry a long time to wash the pattern off his face without leaving a mark.

In addition, they were not out of breath early, and the rest of them were already in place when the three of them arrived in the hall at lunchtime.

The long tables of the four colleges had been moved to the wall, and there was only one table in the center of the room for twelve people to eat.

Professor Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Sprout, and Flitwick were all there, as was Filch, the janitor.

Filch had stripped off his usual brown coat and was wearing an old and rather outdated tuxedo. In addition to them, there were only three students: two extremely nervous first-year students and a gloomy-faced sixth-year student from Slytherin House.

??“ Merry Christmas!" Dumbledore said, as Roger, Hermione, and Harry approached the table, "There aren't many of us, and it's a bit silly to use those tables in the houses...... Sit down, sit down!"

The three sat side by side at the end of the table.

??“ Firecrackers!" Dumbledore said enthusiastically, handing the tail of a large silver firecracker to Snape, who reluctantly took it.

The firecracker slammed, like a gun, and scattered, revealing a large witch's hat on top of it, and a specimen of a mountain carving on top of it.

Snape's mouth pursed, and he pushed the hat to Dumbledore, who immediately replaced it with his wizard's hat.

"It's a beautiful hat," Roger gave the headmaster a thumbs up affirmatively, and then said to Snape, "But I think this hat is also appropriate for Professor Snape to wear, it must be very feminine~"

Snape's face instantly darkened. And the corners of the mouths of the rest of the people at the table couldn't help but pick up. That picture must have been very interesting to make up in the brain.

??“ Christmas kidding... Don't be so serious," Lao Deng also said with a happy smile, and gestured to everyone to start eating.

Snape tugged at the corners of his mouth reluctantly, and quickly sank again.

?? Roger happily filled his plate with a large piece of juicy steak, but the door to the hall opened.

In came a very thin woman with countless trinkets around her neck and wrists, and she slid towards them as if she were standing on wheels.

"This is Professor Trelawney of Divination," Hermione whispered to Roger and Harry, looking down, "all day long..."

This was the first time Roger had met the soothsayer, and he hadn't seen her much in the castle.

To celebrate Christmas, Professor Trelawney wore a green dress decorated with small metal discs, which, along with the large, ridiculous glasses on her face, made her look like a shiny king-sized dragonfly.

??“ Sybil, it's a pleasure to have you here!" Dumbledore said and stood up.

??“ Headmaster, I've been looking at the crystal ball," said Professor Trelawney, in her most faint and distant voice, "and to my surprise, I saw myself ditch my solitary lunch to come to your dinner. What am I, and how can I refuse the urging of fate?I immediately walked out of my building, and I sincerely beg your forgiveness for my tardiness......"

??“ Of course. Of course," said Dumbledore, his eyes shining, "let me bring you a chair—"

?? He used his wand to pull a chair in mid-air, which spun in mid-air for a few seconds before landing between Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall with a dull thud.

However, Professor Trelawney did not sit down, her big eyes kept looking at the table, and she suddenly let out a low scream.

??“ I don't dare, Headmaster! If I sit down, there will 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 be the first to die!"

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