12dz Chapter 226 The Empty Hogwarts
Chapter 226 The Empty Hogwarts
Looking at the empty auditorium, Professor McGonagall couldn't help feeling a bit sad. Originally, at this time of the year, although most of the students in the school would return to their parents, some students would always stay and be with their classmates. Have a merry Christmas with the professor's blessing.
But at this special time period, in the entire auditorium, there are only myself and Professor Flitwick, plus Professor Snape, Mrs. Potter and Miss Halle.
Malfoy originally planned to stay, but was forcibly taken away by his annoying father. The Malfoy family's assets have multiplied several times in the past few years, and they have become the wealthiest family in the entire wizarding world.
Every year at this time, an incomparably luxurious dinner party is held in the family's new castle, and pure-blood families from various countries, as well as some dignitaries with business contacts are invited to attend.
Although Lucius also invited Professor McGonagall and others out of courtesy, Professor McGonagall refused. During this special time, she still hopes to stay in Hogwarts Castle.
"Professor!" Just as Professor McGonagall was looking sadly at the auditorium, a sweet female voice came to her ears. Professor McGonagall turned her head and saw Harry standing there.
The other party was wearing a beautiful little dress with many Christmas elements on it. The red and white color scheme was very suitable for the occasion. With Miss Halle's fully developed body, it looked very graceful and moving.
"Sorry, I was a little distracted." Professor McGonagall gently apologized to Harry, and then couldn't help but praise.
"You are so beautiful, boy. The boys who go home early are fools. If they stay here, they can see such a charming lady like you."
Harley, who was praised, couldn't help blushing, she said in a low voice.
"It was a Christmas present from Draco, but that idiot went back to his own house by himself. I really don't know what he was thinking."
"Oh, by the way, Professor Snape and my mother prepared some Christmas dinner in the Slytherin common room, and she asked me to come over and invite you to come with me."
"You'll be here, won't you Professor McGonagall?"
Facing Harley's invitation, Professor McGonagall instinctively wanted to refuse. She was used to spending Christmas in this place, and she spent most of her life like this.
But looking at Harry's expectant eyes and the empty surroundings, after a moment of silence, Professor McGonagall held Harry's hand and walked towards the common room of Slytherin College together.
On the way to the Slytherin common room, the two didn't discuss much political topics, and Professor McGonagall kept joking about the relationship between Draco and Harry.
The gossip enthusiasm in the words, as well as the analysis of some subtle details, made the blush on Harry's face never fade away.
The two ladies chatted and laughed, and soon came to the Slytherin common room. Looking at the extremely luxurious public room that had been renovated, Professor McGonagall himself did not like this environment very much.
Just as he doesn't like the atmosphere of Slytherin House now, the children are too fond of discussing the power of new magic and their views on current politics.
Every time he passed by here, the professor always thought that the council of the Ministry of Magic had moved to his school.
Pushing open the luxurious door, Professor McGonagall and Harry entered the common room. The seats that used to be like a parliament were removed, leaving a small space in the middle.
There is a large round table on the construction site, which is filled with all kinds of dishes, and the dishes are still steaming.
At first glance, these dishes are not the creations of house elves, because Hogwarts house elves absolutely do not allow cakes that should have six cherries, but only four cherries on top.
Of course, it might have been eaten by someone, such as Mrs. Potter, who was sitting there waiting with cream hanging from the corner of her mouth.
After seeing Professor McGonagall coming in, Mrs. Potter quickly got up, walked up to Professor McGonagall and gave him a big hug, while whispering in his ear.
"It's really kind of you to come. Professor Flitwick is discussing the practice of turkey with the city. You know I'm really not very good at cooking."
After speaking, Mrs. Potter began to introduce the dishes on the table to Professor McGonagall, such as Harley's favorite Italian lasagne, and her own favorite red cherry cake.
Seeing the energetic look of her student, Professor McGonagall also laughed, pointing at the corner of the other's mouth.
"However, I think it might be a better choice for some lady to wipe the cream off the corners of her mouth before dinner, so as not to expose your petty Lily."
"That's right, that's what I thought too. If I think Severus still lacks the same talent as me in cooking desserts, he should add some honey and sugar later, so that the taste will be much better."
While Professor McGonagall was teaching Mrs. Potter how to behave, an old voice came from behind the crowd. The three people present quickly looked back and saw two old people appearing there.
Seeing everyone looking over, Grindelwald beside Dumbledore said angrily.
"You shouldn't have done this Albus. You promised to surprise them. You ruined the atmosphere of the festival."
After finishing speaking, Grindelwald came in front of everyone, took out six gift boxes as if by magic, put them in the empty space on the dining table, and pointed to the six gift boxes and said.
"This is some souvenirs we bought in our travel history across the United States. Now it's a holiday, so I'll give it to you as a gift. It's not expensive, but I hope you like it and add a smile to this boring holiday."
Professor McGonagall had to admire this decent remark. The old man in front of him was full of charisma even though he was old.
However, compared to Professor McGonagall's reservedness, Mrs. Potter and Miss Halle seemed much happier. They quickly picked two from the gift box, while Mrs. Potter looked at Grindelwald and said happily.
"Can we open it now? While we may be getting lots of presents tomorrow, it's better to open Christmas presents on Christmas Eve."
Faced with this kind of request, Grindelwald had no reason to refuse, he said with a smile.
"Of course beautiful lady, you can turn it on right now."
Soon Miss Halle and Mrs. Potter were like unwrapping a present, but the moment they opened the gift box, the two couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise, because it wasn't the cosmetics or clothes that were often given to ladies.
They are two exquisite and compact revolvers, which fire .38 small-caliber bullets. They are very small and only the length of an adult's palm.
The surface of the gun is plated with a layer of platinum, and there are very exquisite carvings, and the carved grooves are inlaid with gold wires, which looks very gorgeous.
“Bought this from a collector when we opened a barbecue shop in Texas, it was meant to be given to those two little bastards, but you know they’ve been going somewhere for a while. "
"However, it can be said that the two ladies hold them appropriately. In front of your touching tenderness, the guns will not appear so cold."
The moment the two ladies were holding pistols, Grindelwald explained on the sidelines, his words were still so advanced and appropriate, and he didn't see the old man beside him getting angry at all.
It wasn't until Grindel finished explaining that Dumbledore said quietly.
"And what's my present? My dear Gail."