Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God Chapter 49

The splendid auditorium was filled with a strong festive atmosphere.

More than a hundred fat roasted turkeys, golden in color, stuffed with potatoes and apples.

The piles of barbecued meat are like hills, occupying the center of the long table, exuding the unique aroma of meat.

There are also large plates of delicious small sausages, shiny and oily; bowls of peas mixed with butter, green and attractive.

Even in order to season the boiled potatoes, they also specially served with dishes of thick and thick meat gravy and lingonberry sauce. Clark likes this best, mashing the potatoes and mixing them with the gravy for a bowl of homemade gravy mashed potatoes.

In addition to these delicious foods, every few steps along the dining table, there are piles of wizard colorful firecrackers waiting for you.

These magical firecrackers unique to the wizarding society are not like those shabby Muggle firecrackers, which only contain some ordinary little plastic toys and very flimsy paper hats.

Harry and Fred smoked a colorful bag of firecrackers together, and it wasn't a muffled "bang", but a boom like the roar of a cannon, engulfing them both in a puff of blue smoke, and at the same time Exploding all kinds of wacky toys out of it.

There are navy hats that can whistle, magician hats that can transform into little white rabbits, and pointed wizard hats that can sing like the Sorting Hat.

Clark drew a Santa hat with snowflakes on his head, and on the podium, Dumbledore replaced his pointy wizard hat with a millinery that kept blooming, Professor Flitwick had just I told him a joke and he laughed happily.

After the sumptuous meal, a flaming Christmas pudding, and various English desserts that need to be eaten with insulin.

The atmosphere in the entire auditorium also changed from the initial enthusiasm to warmth. The little wizards who stayed in the school gathered together, slowly eating desserts, and chatting and laughing.

Clark watched Hagrid lift up the huge wooden wine glass, drinking glass after glass, his face getting redder and redder, and finally kissing Professor McGonagall on the cheek. Surprisingly, Professor McGonagall wasn't angry. Instead, she giggled and blushed, her top black top hat tipped to one side.

And when Clark and the others left the table, each of them was holding in their arms a load of things that had exploded from magic firecrackers, including a bag of glitter balloons that could simulate an explosion scene; a beautiful one that sprayed ribbons and A sequined Victory Hat; and a bright Gryffindor scarf.

The sumptuous Christmas banquet ended in laughter and laughter.

After coming out of the restaurant, Clark had a rare snowball fight with the Weasley brothers and the others on the playground, waving wands to each other, and directing the snowballs to bomb back and forth like cannonballs. They played crazy all afternoon and had a great time.

Then, they were really cold, their clothes were wet, but fortunately there was a thermal insulation flame created by Clark.

The light blue flame penetrated directly into their collars and burned against their bodies, which supported them panting back to the fire in the common room.

After sitting down, Harry and Ron played magic cards again, and lost miserably to Ron. Of course, there may be a reason why the twin brothers kept making up their minds on the sidelines.

After a refreshment of turkey sandwiches, toast, marmalade pudding, and Christmas cake, everyone felt too full and a little sleepy.

They didn't want to do anything else before they went to bed but watched Percy chasing Fred and George around Gryffindor Tower as the twins stole Percy's prefect badge.

This can be said to be the happiest Christmas in Clark's life. It is also an old castle. Hogwarts is much warmer than his home.

However, after lying in bed, Clark noticed movement coming from Harry's bed next door.

At this time, Ron's stomach was stuffed with turkey and cake, and he had nothing to worry about. He had already put down the curtain of the bed and fell asleep.

Through the gap in the bed curtain, Clark saw Harry leaning out from his bed and pulling out the Invisibility Cloak from under the bed.

Then after a while, Harry's bed curtain was lifted and lowered by an invisible hand.

Clark heard Ron's muttering in his sleep, and also heard the sound of the soles of his feet stepping on the floor and walking down the stairs.

It seems that even if Clark told Nicole Lemay's situation, so that they don't have to go to the forbidden area to rummage for news, it still can't stop Harry from putting on the Invisibility Cloak and going for a night tour.

But also, whoever gets a supercar is not allowed to go out and blow up the street in high spirits.

For Harry, this invisibility cloak is the cool supercar. He wears this thing to wander and take risks in the Hogwarts castle late at night. The teacher on duty at night can't find him. This kind of thing, just It's very exciting to think about.

Clark wasn't surprised by this kind of thing. He wasn't Harry's nanny, and there was no danger in the castle anyway. He rolled over and went straight to sleep.

He was silent all night, but the next day, Harry, who couldn't hide things, was in the dormitory and told them how he was wandering around in an invisibility cloak the night before and found the magic mirror in an idle classroom. of.

"I saw my parents in that mirror. And their parents, their siblings, and the whole family!"

Just like the original plot, even without the containment of the administrator Filch~www.mtlnovel.com~ he still encountered the magical mirror of Erised, which made Clark a little doubt whether Harry was hit by Dumbledore Lido's suggestion technique, otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that he just entered the classroom with the mirror.

"You should have woken me up." Ron said angrily after hearing Harry's story.

Harry also felt that it was a bit inappropriate to use the invisibility cloak alone last night to venture out, so he sent an invitation.

"You can go tonight, and Clark, I'm going, I want you to look at that mirror."

Facing Harry's invitation, Ron was very happy.

"I want to see your parents." He said eagerly.

"I also want to see your whole family, see the whole family of Weasleys. You can show me your other brothers and all your relatives."

Hearing Harry and Ron's words, Clark on the side felt strange, as expected of Yinggelan.

"You can see them all the time," Ron said, eating the breakfast Clark brought them. The two of them hadn't gone to the restaurant for breakfast since the holiday.

"Come to our house this summer. But maybe only dead people can appear in the mirror. Eat some bacon or something, why don't you eat anything?"

Looking at the sandwich in front of him, Harry couldn't eat it at all.

He saw his parents, and he had to meet them tonight, which made him really lose his appetite.

"Are you all right?" said Ron. "You look weird."

"He just cares about that mirror." Clark looked at George's card game feedback, and figured out how to improve it. At the same time, another thought suddenly popped into his mind in response to Harry's situation.

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