Joel gave Helis a few boxes of Duke Honey's candy that he had kept in his dormitory, and he couldn't give her gifts of the same value, so he had to give all that he had given her.

Haylis was holding a large stack of candy boxes in her hands, covering her little head.

Joel sent her back to the girls' dormitory and watched her walk back with penguin steps before he was reassured.

He returned to his room and opened the pocket box, and examined the silver brooch inside, which was petal-shaped, with a sapphire inlaid in the middle stamen.

Joel sighed and put the box away and placed it in the drawer of his desk.

As the Christmas holidays ticked by, Joel spent most of his time catching up on sleep in his dorm room, using his spare time to finish a whole book of Standard Spells, and when he turned the last page of the spellbook, the three roommates returned to the dorm.

"Joel, I miss you!" As soon as Eddie saw Joel, he pounced.

", I have something to ask the three of you." Joel shoved Eddie away from him like a kraft candy.

"What's the matter?" Alan was a little curious.

Joel took out the magic lesson, "You three sign this set of books, and I'll have to give them away." ”

"To whom?" Alan came over with a quill and signed his name on the title page.

"Haylis." Joel didn't shy away from it.

"Haylis Selwyn?" Eddie frowned, "When did you get along with her to the point where you wanted to send autographs?" ”

"During the Christmas holiday, I did her a small favor, and the relationship was closer." Joel muttered, "I think she's a pretty good girl." ”

"Wow!" Eddie winked his eyebrows.

Joel elbowed him, and Eddie quickly confessed, crouched down and signed his name.

Sergei took out the books and clothes in his suitcase, and Joel noticed that the ruby set in his suitcase was missing.

He looked up at Sergei and saw that his face was a little haggard, the dark circles under his eyes were very obvious, and his mood was obviously wrong.

"What's the matter, Sergey?" Joel asked, "Isn't the Christmas holiday going well?" ”

Sergei glanced at him and shook his head, "It's nothing." ”

His voice was much lower than before, and he picked up a quill and signed on the title page, and then lay down on the bed with his clothes.

"What's wrong?" Joel frowned and gestured with his lips.

Alan and Eddie shrugged, apparently unaware.

By the time Joel had delivered the signed magic course to Hayris, Alan and Eddie were already dealing with letters from the Wizarding Examination Authority, and there was a pile of letters on his and Sergei's desks.

"Ms. Marchiban asked us to speed up the process, and the first batch of books will be on the North American continent by the end of January, so we don't have much time left." Eddie's tone of voice was very helpless, but it was mixed with a lot of joy of harvest.

"Then let's work harder, and the dawn of victory is just around the corner!" Joel encouraged.

Alan and Eddie couldn't help but be energized when they thought of the large sum of gold gallons they were about to harvest.

The three of them remained asleep until eleven o'clock at night.

After the lights went out, Sergei lay on the bed and turned over, his bright eyes full of unwillingness and remorse.

After Christmas, most of the students had not yet come out of their relaxed state, and Professor Snape was clearly unhappy with the loose state of their lessons, and he disciplined the students outside of Slytherin House strictly, urging them to improve with a warm and innocent heart.

The always mischievous Gryffindor students were exemplified by the conscientious Professor Snape, who was often punished with five points by the fair Professor Snape for slightly amplifying their voices in the hallway.

"Snape, that old bat, did anything to get Slytherin the House Cup." In Potions class, Eddie leaned over Joel and muttered discontentedly, his eyes fixed on Professor Snape, who was watching the Hufflepuff students in the first row.

In the run-up to Christmas, Gryffindor led the way in the House Cup, thanks to their lead in Quidditch (a Quidditch victory could add 100 points to the house), and under Professor Snape's correction, Gryffindor's score dropped by more than 150 points in a week, behind Slytherin and Hufflepuff.

"That's good," Joel glanced up at Snape, and quickly lowered his head to deal with his own cauldron, although he couldn't control the magic he injected into the cauldron, but he could practice more before the magic and potions fused, he had always been a diligent man, and he firmly believed that diligence could make up for it.

"Ravenclaw is about to be the penultimate one."

Ravenclaw's first Quidditch match was played after Halloween, where they lost 60:210 to Hufflepuff and are currently in the bottom of the class with a class performance score.

“…… But if this continues, Slytherin House will win the House Cup again this year. Eddie was a little dissatisfied.

"It doesn't have anything to do with us," Joel doesn't care, "you might as well focus on how to save your own crucible." ”

Joel and Eddie's potions practice is terrible, but there is a bad difference, Joel is because of his poor control of magic power, there is no way to fuse potions, while Eddie is a potions genius, the color of the potions in his crucible has never been correct, and every time it releases a pungent smell, it can be called a potion killer.

Eddie panicked as he watched his invigorating potion turn green in the cauldron, and stabbed his wand indiscriminately towards the bottom of the cauldron.

Joel knew something was wrong, and quickly removed the stool to the side.

With a loud bang, a stream of-green liquid rose into the sky, and the hot potion fell and scalded Eddie's skin into blisters one after another, causing him to scream loudly, and the students in the underground classroom stopped what they were doing and looked over.

"Camicell!" Professor Snape strode over with a menacing stride, his black robe flicked behind him, indeed like a big bat, he glanced at Eddie's cauldron, and roared angrily: "I specially reminded me before class that the daffodil root should be added slowly, are you playing with the troll when I am lecturing!" ”

"Ravenclaw deducts 10 points!" Snape ordered Joel, "Taylor, send him to the medical wing!" ”

With a hard swing of his wand, the remaining green liquid on the table and in the cauldron vanished.

Seeing that Snape hadn't come to explore his cauldron, Joel quickly poured the potion from the cauldron into the pool, then took Eddie's arm and slowly walked towards the medical wing.