Early the next morning, in the corner tower, Brie, who had slept comfortably all night, had just raised his eyes and saw the Christmas present built in a corner of the room, and a strange owl flying from the other side of the ocean happened to put down the exquisite gift.

"Would you like some nuts, little one."

The owl cooed and shook its head, and it quickly got up and flew out of the temporarily opened barrier of the Corner Tower, disappearing into Hogwarts.

At this time of year, Hogwarts' built-in protection leaves an opening for the owls to get in and out, and Brie is the same, otherwise the little ones wouldn't have been able to deliver their gifts to the Corner Tower.

Brie is also wearing a green silk pajamas, her slender figure is very neat, and her long-term attitude makes him look very natural and casual.

"A photo, and the UK, Germany ... title deeds. ”

In the photo, Tom is smiling, his eyes are reflected, and the snow around him makes him very elegant and mysterious.

Brie put down the photo casually, relatively, these title deeds are the gifts of this holiday, Tom has already figured out the trade of several countries, just wait for them to determine the time, they can start selling fantasy games all over Europe, most areas, but Tom has to watch this aspect carefully, so as not to have problems, and this also requires Brie to quickly cultivate a few flower elves who can manage things.

"The flower spirit cultivated by Nicol before is about to be born, Nicol..."

"Nico is special, as the first flower elf to wake up, he needs more time to grow than the rest, as for the newborn ones...... Only. ”

Brie hesitated, he didn't know much about the flower elves, but he thought of someone, maybe she could bring some ideas to Brie.

"Write to Enid, maybe she'll think this news is more like a gift than the Christmas present I gave her."

Brie tore off a magic page, wrote words on it, and quickly clicked on the paper, which turned into a thousand paper cranes, and flew out with a few copper nats.

"The first time I've done this, I hope the owl can understand."

After dealing with the matter of the flower elf, Brie opened the rest of the gifts.

"Resurrection Stone?"

Brie looked at what he was doing, his eyes flashing with surprise, of course, it wasn't the Philosopher's Stone, it was a replica he had made, and it was given to Draco.

"I didn't expect Draco to give it to me as a gift again."

Brie remembers that there had been some mention of interest in this item last time, but that was based on whether or not it would have anything to do with the Resurrection Stone.

Putting this imitation resurrection stone on the table, Brie didn't care, it didn't matter what the gift was, what was important was that someone gave it to him.

After a cursory look at the rest of the gifts, Brie changed into his wizard's robes and prepared to go downstairs for breakfast, believing that when he saw Draco, Draco would be excited like a big fool.

"Oh, Merry Christmas, Ode!" Shortly after walking out the door, Brie saw Dumbledore on the seventh floor, who was also downstairs, Dumbledore was dressed in a fancy new robe, with a long beard on his chin and a bow tied with a pink ribbon, and a new furry hat on his head.

"Thank you for your new robes, Ode, maybe I didn't say it, I've always wanted someone to give me warm clothes for Christmas, but unfortunately no one has done this since a long time ago, I always don't choose the right clothes, and the children laugh."

Today, Dumbledore did wear the same style as he used to, but it looked unusually harmonious, like a trendy old man rather than a crazy old man, and of course, Dumbledore didn't mind the children laughing because of his dress.

"You're welcome, I think that's what I should have for Christmas."

"Oh, thank you, and of course, the robes you gave the professors at the beginning of the school year, which fit perfectly." Dumbledore was like an ordinary old man, babbling beside Brie and going downstairs with him.

"I say too much, but I still think that the church in Godric's Valley is the purest place, where I always feel peaceful, but I haven't been there for a long time, and I will remember it when I am older."

It wasn't until he got downstairs that Dumbledore stopped, his eyes flashing with memories and a smile.

"But hopefully I'll have time to check it out in the afternoon, although my old friend is no longer there, but the place is still the same place."

"Good morning, Albus." Professor McGonagall rarely calls Dumbledore by name, but it's Christmas, and Professor McGonagall dresses casually, and Japan is the time to spend time with her family.

"Minerva, maybe we should help Felius."

Professor Flitwick is still busy with yesterday's work, preparing for tonight's Christmas feast.

"Of course." Professor McGonagall glanced at Brie, then handed a newspaper from her bosom.

"It's your gift, Merry Christmas, darling."

Brie took the newspaper, and what caught her eye was Brie's academic paper on the magic of nature, and several Hogwarts professors still had a lot of influence in this regard, even though it was a big issue like Christmas, it still got Brie a good spot.

"Thank you, Professor." Brie chuckled at Professor McGonagall, who smiled as well, stroking the hairpin decoration on her bun, which Brie had given to Professor McGonagall, and the professor seemed to like it.

Brie, who had just sat down with a newspaper, was greeted by an excited teenager, and with his arrival, the little wizards who stayed in the school around him couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"It's a dragon!"

"A dragon made of bones, is that a ghost fire?"

Draco proudly dragged a small bone dragon on his arm, and the bone dragon's eyes and heart still shimmered with blue fire, showing its vitality.

Although the bone dragon looked like it was being lifted by Draco, in fact, the magic power on its fluttering wings was working, and it flew in the air, otherwise with Draco's arm strength, it would not be able to support the weight of the bone dragon.

"Please call it Silas!"

"A beautiful moon princess!"

Syrah?

Before Bridu could speak, Draco welcomed a warm introduction to the gift he had given him.

Glancing at the little dragon full of bones, Brie said against his will: "Very beautiful young lady." ”

"Of course, it's a good Christmas." Draco put his arm around Brie's shoulders and said with a smile, "You actually gave me Silas, it's really my good friend, right to say that as long as you take it to the sun and the moon, you can grow meat, is that true?" ”

It turns out that you dislike it for being a bone.

Brie didn't say it, just smiled and nodded.

There is also an alchemy rune engraved in Silas's body, which was left by Nicol Lemay, who can slowly condense his body by absorbing the power of the outside world and using his own soul, which can be regarded as an alternative life reconstruction, but for Brie, such an arm is too rough, and he will not do this.

Silas was just an accident for him, and his own Patronus was better than that.

"If you take care of it, it will get stronger." Even if it grows into a huge dragon again, it may not be, but the Western dragon does not have too much combat power, otherwise it would not let the wizard rule over these huge creatures.

"Oh, that one is amazing, it's the best gift I've ever received."

Draco caressed the keel obsessively, which reminded Brie of the raw material for Syrah, a pile of kitchen waste that had just been eaten and had been carried by Mr. Lemay to make alchemical items.

"It's good if you're happy." Brie pulled Draco away from his hand and began to eat, he wasn't going to be in Draco's mood at this time, Draco had eaten Syrah's flesh anyway.

spread out the report, but the smile on Brie's face gradually disappeared, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn.

"What's wrong?"

While Draco was still teasing the dull bone dragon, he saw that Brie's face was not good, so he asked.

"Don't you like the Christmas present I gave you?"

"No, it's this ......"

Brie spread out the newspaper and pointed to a piece of news: "The Quidditch Company has officially challenged the game of Mirage." ”

In the press -

The Quidditch Company has officially launched the Firebolt and launched a national campaign, and has decided to hold a number of tournaments, and the winner will be rewarded with a special number of Firebolts!

And at the back of this text, a magical photograph shows the current head of Quidditch Company with a smiling face, showing white front teeth, touching his big belly, and a lot of rocket crossbows in his hand, of course, I don't know how much money he gave, and next to him there is a tall young man who looks very handsome and strong holding a broom, smirking.

"It's Victor Krum!" Draco introduced Brie, who recognized him at a glance.

"This is a great Quidditch player and a student of Durmstran." Draco stared at the man in the report with a hint of adoration in his eyes, but he quickly regained his gaze as he gradually lost interest in Quidditch.

"He's very famous, his strength is also very good, many people are his fans, and Quidditch probably paid a lot of money to invite him this time."

Big price?

Brie nodded, but he didn't care about the star effect in his eyes, he was more concerned about the scattered games that would be played, which would also attract a lot of people's attention, and as a fantasy game that opened at this time, it would definitely be affected, and the fantasy game was not as popular abroad as the UK.

"But what are we afraid of, aren't we ready to start?"

Brie laughed, and tore out a magic page from his notebook, on which he wrote the content of asking Tom to start the game as soon as possible and fight Quidditch.

"Since he wants to compare, let's compare, and see if this old sport can beat the new star."

In Brie's opinion, the game of Quidditch has too many flaws, it is not just but calls for fairness, and it is independent of magic, unlike fantasy games, which have the effect of training magic, although sometimes it is not fair, but what fantasy games pursue is not fair in itself.

"Sometimes it's unfair to tell you, but that's the fairest thing, because it leaves you time and opportunity to pursue fairness."

Cleaning up the leftover green apple pie crumbs, Brie clicked some paper and let the paper that had turned into a thousand paper cranes fly towards the tower with Copper Nat.

"Hey, Brie, you actually wrote that magical Patronus spell in your paper!" Here, Hermione, who was holding the newspaper, ran to Brie's side excitedly and said excitedly: "It's great, you actually announced it completely, this is definitely a day of revolution in the wizarding world!" ”

Hermione remembered that when she was on the pitch, the huge entity Patronus, like real life, had not been written down and deliberately covered up by the Ministry of Magic, I am afraid that the reports of that time would have been the voice of the Patronus.

"It's true, right, can I learn this magic?"

Hermione looked at Brie expectantly, but she saw Brie shake her head.

"Beautiful young lady, you may not have the prerequisites to see it."

Draco took Brie's next words.

"You'll have to master the magic of nature first, and you haven't even learned the usual Patronus spells, let alone that." With that, Draco raised his wand in a flash, and a cute little weasel ran out of a white mist, snorting and bursting in front of Hermione's eyes, and the white mist quickly dissipated.

"Arrogant Granger." Draco was in a good mood, completely unconcerned about Hermione's glare.

Hermione was secretly clenching her fists.

"I'll learn it soon, Professor Lupin approached Harry last night, and I can learn this magic while I have the opportunity!"

"Professor Lupin, is he going to call that Potter?" Draco snorted.

"If a professor is so favoritistic, he is not worthy of being a professor."

"No, this magic is hard, and it's what Dumbledore wants to teach Harry, Harry...... After all, I've fainted, and I love to attract that thing. Hermione said cautiously, and she looked at Harry on the other side, who was whispering to Ron.

"Poof, well, I think it's also what a professor should do to help some vulnerable cowards." Draco had a funny laugh and a mouth full of mockery at Harry.

Hermione felt that she shouldn't have said this in front of Draco, but there was no other way around, so she could only continue to say to Brie, "Brie, can I learn the magic of nature, I see that your previous paper said that wizards can master this power, and I am ready to try it according to the methods you said, and I may succeed." ”

Of course it won't work, silly girl......

Brie smiled reluctantly: "It's man-made, I think that as long as you get the approval of nature, you can get close to nature, so that the magic of nature will be at your fingertips, of course, I'm still researching recently, hoping to make this process easier." ”

"Oh, I'm relieved to have your words, I'll try it after breakfast later!"

Hermione smiled happily, and she blushed, "Also, thank you for the Christmas present, Brie, that palliative potion works, my mind has become a lot clearer lately, the days of time being squeezed and dried up are really uncomfortable, maybe I have to give up some subjects." ”

Brie knew that Hermione was talking about the time-turner, and he nodded. "If you are tired, try to learn to let go of all rest, which will not delay your time, and then make your next work more orderly and effective."

"Well, I'll go first."

Hermione smiled and walked back to Harry's side, and Ron wanted to say something, but Don't Hermione glare, he didn't dare to open his mouth again, he didn't want to be blocked like yesterday, losing face.

With Christmas, Tom, who was far away in Germany, also received a second owl message.

The owl threw a thousand paper cranes into Tom's hand, and flew away, his body swaying a little, and the owl couldn't stand such a long-distance delivery.

"Gunter, of course, I'll have to take you there, even if it's dirty."

Tom smiled and put the thousand paper cranes in the hidden pockets of his clothes on his chest, and quickly arranged the next task.

"Back to England first, my little Brie was supposed to be home this Christmas, all because of those abominable werewolves, and Quidditch......"

Tom's eyes darkened, and he snorted coldly.

"I hope you can be a good stepping stone, otherwise it will be useless."