Except for the fact that students often enter the school hospital because of missing arms and legs, there is no more turmoil in the school.

And some things seem bloody and cruel, but in the eyes of wizards, they are actually not that big of a problem, even if the bones are gone for some reason, they can be replenished through potions such as bone water.

The life system is completely different from that of ordinary people, and the wizard's understanding of 'pain' is destined to have a huge gap.

And it was in this lively environment that the students finally ushered in their second holiday: Christmas.

Yes, in this day and age, wizards celebrate Christmas, even if it is a religious holiday these days.

As for why this is so, the origin is actually impossible to verify.

Some say that the shamans did not celebrate the crucified Son, but followed the Roman tradition of worshipping the god Apollo, while others say that it was a legacy of Mithraism.

Of course, in addition to this more positive view, there is also a more negative argument: Christmas is actually a reluctant compromise.

This is the case in one of Connor's idle books that he used to pass the time: "Our Traditions Are in Crisis."

The book is imbued with a kind of closed arrogance that characterizes today's wizarding society, and is filled with a great deal of hostility towards what they see as Muggles and Muggle-born wizards.

Still, the mess aside, some of the arguments in it seemed interesting to Connor.

For example, the author of that book argues:

The reason why wizards celebrate Christmas is actually the tradition brought by those Muggle wizards, and the habits that those Muggle wizards brought from the Muggle world inevitably have an impact on the entire wizarding world, and we should be wary of this.

In addition to these mainstream arguments, there are also consumer theories, such as the essence of Christmas's existence promoted by some merchants and the Ministry of Magic, in order to promote consumption.

It is even said that Christmas itself is a festival for wizards, because the man who walked the earth and was worshipped by the Muggles as the Son of God was a wizard in the first place, and he only deceived the Muggles with his wandless and silent spellcasting.

In short, there are all kinds of arguments, some of which are nonsense at first glance, but some of which do have parts that are worth scrutinizing.

It's just that this kind of thing certainly has nothing to do with the children who are longing for holidays and festivals.

For them, Christmas means only one thing:

"It's a holiday, it's a holiday! It's finally a holiday, and you can go home! ”

Early in the morning, Connor saw that his roommates had begun to pack their belongings.

Ernie, Justin, Wayne, the three guys moved quickly, and in a few moments they came out of their separate rooms, each carrying a small suitcase.

Of course, these will not be all their belongings, in fact, most of their belongings are left in the school, and they are nothing more than some personal belongings.

But even then, they didn't have to carry this unsinkable suitcase by themselves.

"Okay! Good! Looks like the gentlemen are all ready! ”

On the wall, the portrait of the elf who was supposed to be holding the timetable had thrown it away, and it was dancing with its hands, looking very happy.

"I'm going to inform the others, don't worry, the gentlemen's luggage will arrive safely on the train!"

Then, a figure appeared in the room, but before the students could see it clearly, it took away the luggage that had been in the room.

'Whoosh'

This is the power of house-elves.

Because of the different magical systems used, these little ones who serve the school are not subject to the magical restrictions that exist all over the school.

It's like this kind of simple apparition and leaving with your luggage or something.

"Ahh There are still two hours before the train leaves the school, so please prepare yourself and never be late!! ”

This should be regarded as a form of concern and concern.

After spending some time in Hufflepuff, the students had become accustomed to the subdued tone of the house-elves.

It's just that sometimes it can't help but feel a little strange and even irritating when you listen to it.

Soon, Connor and the others were out the door, and after walking all the way to the slightly deserted lounge, Ernie poured himself a cup of milk tea.

"So, you're really going to stay in school directly?"

"My family should be out of time, and they informed me when school started, saying that they have their own things to do."

Connor just shrugged helplessly.

"I'm going back on my own, so I might as well stay in school."

"Then you can come to my house!"

Justin spoke first.

"I wrote to my parents before saying that you took good care of me at school and that they all wanted to meet you and thank you in person."

"Taking care of anything is not ......"

Seriously, he doesn't feel like he's taking much care of these friends.

And what is a little embarrassing is that soon after the start of school, he felt that his life was a little far away from these classmates.

But before he could reveal his thoughts too much, Ernie snapped again:

"Actually, so am I, my parents and my parents want to meet you, Connor, why don't you come to my house."

He gushed out.

"Underage wizards come to the Muggle world, but all kinds of restrictions, even magic can't be used, it must be very uncomfortable for you, but my family is different!"

He patted his chest.

"The tracking range of the trace is extremely limited, my mother said, it can only track a certain range, you can use magic anytime and anywhere in my house, and I can take you to see my wild boar!"

It's just that, in the face of the invitation of his roommates, Connor still shook his head regretfully.

Seriously, he was really interested in his friends' families, whether it was Justin's British family or Ernie's wizarding family, and it didn't matter if he was there to visit or simply stay overnight.

But it's a pity that he doesn't have that kind of free time now.

"I'll have a chance later."

In the end, Connor just spoke.

"I still have a few books left unfinished at school."

"Just reading a book......

"I've got to prepare a remedial lesson plan to make sure we don't get caught up in Ravenclaw."

Finger crossed, Connor uttered a long list of words, prevaricating his well-meaning friends with a whole host of reasons.

And when Ernie and the others went to catch the train, he couldn't help but wipe his sweat.

"Alas, troublesome......"

With a sigh, a small insect buzzed in, and it merged into Phil's body without any inconsistencies.

There was a hint of realization in the cat's eyes, and it pulled at its owner's ear with its paws, and called softly twice:

"Meow~"

"Huh? What did you say? Coming back? ”