When Shivin arrived at Professor Kettleburn's shack, he was crouched by a burnt fire outside the courtyard, holding a small stick, unaware of what he was teasing.

"Professor, what are you doing?"

Xiwen quietly came behind him and asked.

Professor Kettleburn was startled and quickly stood up to block the contents of the fire.

"What are you doing here without saying a word?" He asked, widening his eyes in dissatisfaction. "I've got important props for the Christmas dinner theatrical program here, and I can't show you these things."

"I think that's how I usually come here......" The corners of Xiwen's mouth twitched.

He glanced at the fire behind Professor Kettleburn and saw some large, grayish-white, thin, thin bugs.

Xiwen didn't think that such ugly things would be used as props in the drama, and eighty percent of the reason was that the professor of the Magical Beast Protection class had made some strange animals to keep and didn't want others to see.

"I remember Professor Billley's play this semester was called 'Fountain of Good Luck,' right?" Xiwen asked. "I'm kind of curious about what kind of story this play tells."

"Ah, you're asking the right person that!" Professor Kettleburn excitedly pulled out a book with a light gray cover from his coat pocket and said to Severn. "Although I can't show you the script, in order to understand more about the plot of the play, I have read the original story of "Fountain of Good Luck" many times with great dedication."

"The Fountain of Good Luck is the third story in this collection of stories, and I recommend you read it well, it's quite interesting." Professor Kettleburn shoved the book into Shevan's arms and patted him on the shoulder with his remaining right hand.

"I've memorized this collection of stories, which means I don't need it anymore. So next, this book is yours! ”

"Thank you so much, Professor." Xiwen glanced down at the book that was forced into his arms, and said helplessly.

"Alright, you go first! I've got to pack some stuff here and can't let you see it. Before Shewin could say anything more, Professor Kettleburn pushed him impatiently by the shoulders and pushed him beyond the low fence around the shack.

Severn felt justified in his suspicion that the professor had given him this storybook to send him away......

"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"

So he glanced curiously again at the fire that had long since been extinguished, leaving only ashes—only to find Professor Kettleburn still standing in front of the fire, staring nervously in the direction of Xiwen's departure.

After seeing Xiwen turn around, he also waved his hand pretending to be determined.

Seeing the scene of the professor guarding the fire, Xiwen completely dismissed the idea of discovering the secret, and silently focused on the storybook that the professor had just stuffed into him.

It is a thin book, and it has a light gray cover with dark blue drawings on the cover, a circle of vine leaves, a stump, and a skull. The text on the cover is also dark blue - the title of the book is "The Tales of the Poet Bedou", and the author is the bard Bedou.

Flipping through the table of contents, you can see that there are only a few stories arranged in order, namely "The Wizard's Hairy Heart", "The Wizard and the Jumping Pot", "The Fountain of Good Luck", "Babbitty the Rabbit and Her Croaking Stump", and "The Legend of the Three Brothers".

Xiwen was not interested in the other stories for the time being, but flipped to the position of "Fountain of Good Fortune" according to the number of pages in the table of contents, ready to see what props Professor Kettleburn was preparing.

The story of "Fountain of Good Luck" is not long, and it adds up to only two or three pages.

In this story, legend has it that there is a fountain that is capable of giving good luck to others. On the longest day of the year, only one person who is unfortunate has the opportunity to come to the Fountain of Good Fortune before sunset and bathe in the spring for eternal good luck.

In the story, three witches and a knight go through many trials and finally come to the fountain of good luck. But when they arrived, the four people who had shared the hardships had realized their hearts and no longer needed the help of the Fountain of Good Fortune. Eventually, the three witches allowed the knight to be blessed by the Fountain of Good Luck.

The four of them lived happily ever after, but none of them knew or doubted that the water of the Fountain of Good Luck had no magic at all......

In Xiwen's view, this is a very ordinary fable, telling everyone that everyone has misfortune, but as long as they work hard to pursue happiness, they can finally find their own "fountain of good luck".

There were so many such stories in the Muggle world, and Sven couldn't understand why Fountain of Good Luck had been so loved by wizards for so long that Professor Billy even rehearsed it into a play.

Is it true that wizards are too lacking in entertainment?

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The snow in December continued until the Christmas holidays.

On December 23, after the last class on Friday, the Hogwarts students walked to the main entrance of the castle with their bags and small bags. Rows of wagons were parked at the door beside the warthog statue, waiting for them.

It was also on this day that the snow that had been accumulated in the sky for half a month completely fell, as if it was celebrating the upcoming Christmas.

"Xiwen, aren't you really going back for the holidays?" Abraxas asked. He also has a storage container now, so he can dress lightly and only hold an umbrella, which is in stark contrast to Mobley, who is carrying a large bag and a small bag next to him.

"No, Professor Kettleburn invited me to see this year's play, and I happened to experience the Hogwarts Christmas dinner." Xiwen shook his head with a smile and said to the two.

Of course, he wouldn't tell the two of them that he was just watching a theatrical performance, fulfilling his promise with the professor, and then opening the portal and going home to spend Christmas Eve with Sandrine.

If he hadn't discussed this with Sandrine, Xiwen probably wouldn't have gotten his parents' permission to stay in school during the holidays......

Abu and Mobley were about the last to leave, and by the time they did, Hogwarts Castle was empty, and the cacophony of young wizards playing had faded away.

Peeves' strange screams could be heard in the distance.

Now, the only two ghosts that Peeves feared, Barrow the Bloody, locked himself in a small dark room and refused to come out for a long time; Stephen Strange also left the castle because he wanted to travel around the world. So he let himself go again and played pranks everywhere.

However, only Peeves' voice echoed in the empty castle, and there was an alternative silence.

Xiwen's mood also became calm with the environment, and he silently passed through the corridor of the teaching area and came to the southeast, connecting the entrance courtyard and the bridge to the teaching area.

He gently brushed the snow off the marble railing, then reclined on it, admiring the frozen surface of the black lake and even the thick white snow covering the distant islands......

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