In the corridor outside the common room, weeds of holly and pavilion parasitism have been pulled up, the armor and portraits on the roadside have been polished and clean, and in the auditorium, Professor Flitwick is arranging the decorations of the Christmas tree, with shiny Xiaoice pillars and small candles......

Although Christmas hasn't really arrived yet, you can already feel the atmosphere.

Three of the four long tables in the auditorium were moved to the wall, leaving only the last one.

Obviously, when most of the students have already left the school, it seems a little silly to use the original college table.

Matthew saw that about a dozen students, sitting at the only long table left, were eating breakfast.

Most of them are unfamiliar faces, and most of them should be Muggle families like themselves, and now "homeless" students!

At the same time he thought to himself.

Most of the people he knew at Hogwarts had also left the school...... The only exceptions are probably Hermione Granger of Ravenclaw and Harry Evans of Gryffindor, who seem to be still at Hogwarts.

It's just that now at the dinner table, you can't see their faces.

Matthew took a seat at the long table.

Breakfast during the Christmas holidays was a little more generous than usual.

In addition to the usual food, gingerbread, trunk cake, smoked salmon, smoked ham, turkey sandwich were added......

It tasted good and Matthew's breakfast was fast.

When Harry Evans happened to enter the auditorium, he dropped the half-eaten turkey sandwich in his hand and left.

And Professor Rozier on the podium also quickly cast a stern look at Matthew's wasteful behavior.

......

Leaving the castle, Matthew walked in the direction of the school's gates.

To be honest, this is the first time he has walked this road in the more than three months he has been enrolled.

The school's gates, made of steel, are now open. It has an ornate appearance, lined with many stone pillars, the two largest of which have a winged boar at the top.

Mr. Pringer sat lazily in the doorway, a registration form in his hand.

"Name, house, and grade?" he asked lukewarmly.

"I'm Matthew Wakefield, a first-year Slytherin. Matthew replied.

Mr. Pringer brushed a few times, wrote a few lines on the registration form, and then waved his hand at Matthew: "Remember to come back before dark, or you will bear the consequences!"

"Understood. Matthew nodded.

He then stepped through the castle gates and walked out of the Hogwarts campus.

The road to the village of Hogsmeade is a rough, muddy path covered with thick snow.

This path is not unfamiliar to the older students, as they take a horse-drawn carriage pulled by Thestrals to the Hogwarts campus every year after getting off the Hogwarts Express.

For a first-year student like Matthew, he didn't walk this path because he had rowed across the Black Lake to school.

Along the way, there was hardly anyone else in sight.

Normally, this path is usually only taken by Hogwarts students, and now there are not many students left on the campus.

However, Matthew was not in a hurry at all, stepping through the thick snow on the ground and moving on.

To be honest, the walk to Hogsmeade was uncomfortable. Although Matthew wrapped the lower part of his face with a scarf, the exposed part was quickly frozen to the point of pain, and later it was numb.

After about a quarter of an hour's walk, a fork in the road led to Hogsmeade Station (where the Hogwarts Express train stopped) on one side, and undoubtedly to Hogsmeade Village on the other!

After about five minutes or so of walking onto the path to Hogsmeade, he arrived at his destination.

......

Unlike Hogwarts, which was deserted at this time, Hogsmeade Village was bustling with activity.

After all, Hogsmeade is the only pure wizarding village in the whole of Britain. Although the students are on vacation, the shops are still open. All sorts of magicians wander through the village's shops, unaware.

As far as the eye can see, the village is full of thatched huts with snow-capped rooftops, and the surrounding trees are covered with enchanted candles for Christmas.

There are many small shops in Hogsmeade, which are well-known among the students of Hogwarts -

For example, Duke Honey's Candy Shop, which sells chocolates and all sorts of other magical candies, is crowded with customers when Matthew passes by, Jokowi's Joke Shop, which sells a lot of mischievous and juggling ingredients, which are loved by mischievous students, and the Two Broomsticks Bar, which has a great reputation for butterbeer, mulled mead, red wine, and even cherry juice......

It's just that Matthew walked past these bustling shops one by one.

He then walked past the Hogsmeade Post Office, a hut where he could smell owl poop from afar, and where owls flew by.

Finally, he found a small bar at the intersection of a side road.

Looking at everything in front of him, Matthew was slightly stunned.

Originally, he just came to have a look with the mentality of trying it out.

Unexpectedly, the bar in front of me is still very similar to the original book-

A tattered wooden signboard, hanging from a rusty stand on the door, depicts a severed pig's head, blood seeping through the white cloth that encased it.

At the same time, on the signboard, a line of words was written crookedly:

"Hog′s Head. ”

Matthew hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door.

There was no response though.

Matthew raised his hand and knocked again.

After about thirty seconds of waiting, the door to the bar opened.

An old man with a strange temper, he was tall and thin, with long gray-white hair and beard.

But these are not the point, what is even more hideous is his face, this old man's face is densely covered with more than a dozen scars, and it looks like the whole person has been disfigured...... It looks very hideous, if you are a timid person, I am afraid that you will be stunned directly!

In addition, on the other party, Matthew did not smell the imaginary smell of sheep.