When I'm busy, I don't always notice the passage of time.

When Hogwarts ushered in its first winter snow, Glitter realized that it was almost Christmas.

Gretel leaves the Room of Requirement for the first time in a long time and roams in the snow with Penelope.

"Senior sister, I'm sorry to let you do so long useless work." Gretel apologized to Penelope in embarrassment.

Just a few days ago, with the help of Penelope, Glitter finally succeeded in making the first samples according to his idea.

The magic information terminal resembles a smartphone, with a handmade shell and a pure magic movement, suitable for the whole series of magic spell projection.

Until he gave the samples to someone he knew to help him test, Glitter felt that he had made a product that was a generational product.

That is until Gretel visits Hagrid, who is trying out the sample.

"Gretel, but this thing doesn't have much effect, if it's just to deliver the message as soon as possible, the shapeshifter can also do it.

Even if the shapeshifter can't cross too long a distance, it won't take much time to teleport with a portkey fixed around the world, and the practicality of this thing is really too poor. ”

It was only at this time that Glitter realized why there was already a big brother in the Muggle world, but the wizarding world still communicated in the ancient pigeon book.

Obviously, the train invented by the Muggles, Hogwarts used it very happily.

As for why the Muggles didn't learn how to communicate.

That's because communication has never been a problem for wizards.

Muggles had to research information terminals because of the long distances they had to travel, reducing the time and resources required to transmit information.

However, compared to the journey of Muggles, which can take hours or even days, wizards need to make a few portkey changes even if they want to cross the earth to the other side.

This product is indeed cross-era for the Muggle world, but for the wizarding world, it is not even a chicken rib.

According to his original idea, his product would sweep the magical world of all countries, and he would be able to earn his first pot of gold from it.

He had been a Muggle for too long, and it wasn't until he was awakened by Hagrid that he realized that it was all just his own imagination.

After all, even in the Muggle world, any product is developed with rigorous market research.

It is no wonder that no matter which professor he consults, although he has received their guidance, he has never been able to attract their attention.

Even now that I think about it, every professor, whether it's Dumbledore or Flitwick, even Voldemort, looks at him like he's looking at a playful child.

No wonder there is a saying that without investigation there is no right to speak.

After he and Penelope confessed, Penelope was the same as him, his eyes were straight, and the two looked at each other.

Even though Penelope has lived in the wizarding world since she was a child, before she mastered the shapeshifting, her only way to socialize was to pass the book with a carrier pigeon.

So, after learning about Gretel's project, she did ignite a curiosity and a sense of mission to change the wizarding world.

Now that they understand the situation, the two conclude that the wizarding market is completely finished.

However, if you want to promote your products to the Muggle world, you can't avoid the International Federation of Wizards' Secrecy Law.

More than a month ago, Penelope might have suffered from gains and losses, and even felt like he had wasted his time.

But whenever she thinks about the last time, she feels that she is useless, and when she asks Glitter to quit, she gets a categorical rejection, and she is not at all lost.

"So what are you going to do next?"

Penelope didn't answer, because in the past few days, Gretel had to apologize every time he saw her.

She didn't worry about anything else now, just worried about this junior who had locked herself in the Room of Request for several days, for fear that he would collapse.

She believed in his abilities, more than Gretel himself.

There must have been more than one study in the plan that filled almost the entire note from beginning to end.

"Let's rest for a few days, I don't know where to start for the time being."

Gretel doesn't feel much of a sense of loss, after all, it's a cognitive gap.

He needed to adjust and think about his research direction to work on something that really worked for wizards.

Only when all wizards can't do without his research can he be considered to have completely infiltrated the wizarding world.

Then he can coerce most people to let the International Confederation of Wizards cancel the secrecy law and complete his life plan.

——

Christmas Eve.

Gretel packed his package early in the morning, and he couldn't wait to go back to the welfare home.

As early as a week ago, when Professor Flitwick registered his list of school leavers, he couldn't wait to be the first to sign up.

Fortunately, he is not homeless, otherwise he would have stared at him and longed for him to stay and investigate Nicolamet's salvation team, and would have dragged him on a Christmas expedition.

In order to surprise his younger siblings in the orphanage, he specially begged the senior who could go to Hogsmeade Village to bring him a lot of candy that only the wizarding world had.

Of course, you can't bring back those magic candies that can run, jump and sing, otherwise, the Ministry of Magic will come to the door.

Even so, all kinds of strange flavored sweets still take up half of his suitcase space.

The Hogwarts train was ready, and at nine o'clock in the morning, it was confirmed that the young wizards had assembled and the train would leave Hogwarts on time.

No one in the orphanage knew that Gretel was coming back, even Lady Swan, and thought that Gretel would spend his first Christmas in the wizarding world at Hogwarts.

Therefore, when Glitter appeared at the door of the welfare home, almost everyone hugged him in surprise.

……

On Christmas Day, Glitter was woken up by owl messengers outside the attic window.

Today's owls are so busy that they can't even wait for Gretel to feed them.

He threw the gift he was holding on his paw in front of him, and flew away in the snow.

Not many people knew his address, and they could count it on both hands.

But almost everyone who knew his address sent him something, some just a letter of blessing, some in large or small packages.

Professor McGonagall gave him a book on the origins of Transfiguration.

Professor Flitwick's gift was a bottle with a starry sky, somewhat like the one at the top of the common room, which looked extremely delicate.

Penelope sent a raven's brooch, and the note in the gift box said that it was a lucky charm she had picked up from Bogu's shop.

Headmaster Dumbledore sent a golden openwork key and a letter.

What Gray didn't expect the most was that Snape, who had been frowning all day, actually sent him a gift.

It was a small potion bottle containing a one-person elixir.

"I've made a lot of new elixirs, and I'll have time to try its effects."

Glitter complained about this dead tsundere funny, and cherished these gifts into his small bag.

Then I started to open the letters.

There were more letters than gifts, and it looked like he was going to have to open them for a while.

Harry's letter was insignificant, sending him Christmas greetings and expressing his resentment that he had not been involved in Nicolame's investigation.

Hermione's letter was as direct as hers, and while sending her blessings, she hoped that he would recommend to her a few documents that he had read.

Ron had the least letters, sending only Christmas wishes.

He was still worried that Gretel would steal Harry's friendship, and neither Harry nor Gretel, even Hermione, could see this.

Professor McGonagall wanted him to study Transfiguration, and she thought he was gifted.

Professor Flitwick wanted him to be happy and comforted him with his failed research.

It can't be helped, the dean has always cared so much about the little wizard, not to mention that Penelope has asked him to help enlighten Gretel.

Dumbledore's letter wasn't long, but it did intrigue Gretel.

Dumbledore said that the gift he had given had a small surprise, but that it was up to Grett to decrypt it himself, and that if he did, there would be other surprises for him.

After packing up all his things and replying to the letter he was supposed to reply to, his Christmas holiday was basically coming to an end.

Maybe it was because there were too many letters back, and Sebas didn't even lose his temper after delivering the letters, and he looked tired and went back to his cage.

Under the reluctant eyes of a bunch of hairy heads, Gretel returned to Hogwarts.

——

Terry still looked like he was full of energy, he really didn't look like a calm raven.

Again, there must be something wrong with the Sorting Hat.

"Gretel, you don't know what's going on at Christmas, you're going to be happy for me.

Our family went to see a Quidditch game during the Christmas break, a game for the Tatehill Tornadoes.

You know, I'm a big fan of the Tatehill Tornadoes, and they're sure to win the Quidditch trophy this year. ”

Terry looked really excited, and it wasn't until Monday that Potions class was hit hard by Snape and he regained his usual composure.

"I hope none of you throw your brains away during the holidays.

If anyone blew up the cauldron again, I'd make him regret why he didn't put on a troll brain before class. ”

……

"Thank you, Professor, for your Christmas present."

Glitter placed a set of crystal potion bottles that he had specially selected on Snape's desk.

"That's too much potions, and don't send me this kind of thing, am I, a Potions professor, lacking you with such a set of potion bottles?"

Glitter didn't reply at all, just handled the potion materials in his hand with peace of mind.

"Diagonally cutting shallot bulbs is more conducive to extracting the juice from them......"

"When squeezing the bile of the Motra rat, the movement should be as gentle as possible, as the falling fragments will affect the potion configuration......"

As Gretel left Snape's office, he noticed that the vial, which was supposed to be in the corner of his desk, had been put away.