Hogwarts: Comprehension is against the sky, strength is flying bricks

"Nonsense!"

Hagrid retorted vehemently.

"Why would Snape do such a thing?"

It's just that the more he said this, the quieter his voice became.

It seems that he is not confident enough.

At this time, Harry Potter suddenly said.

"And, I found out something about him."

"On Halloween, he wanted to pass the big dog with three heads. It bit him. We thought he was trying to steal something that the big dog was guarding. "

Hagrid put down the teapot heavily.

"How do you know about the three-headed Lewy?"

So shouldn't the focus be Snape.

Oga thought to himself.

"Okay, don't ask again."

Hagrid said roughly

"That's Secret One, understand?"

Oga suddenly came to his head.

"Okay, don't ask."

"So what is Secret Two?"

Oga asked curiously.

Hagrid was a little embarrassed.

He continued.

"Snape is a teacher at Hogwarts, he would never do anything like that."

"Then why is he perverted?"

Hermione asked loudly.

The events that took place this afternoon.

It didn't change anyone's opinion of Snape.

All four felt that Snape's behavior was very suitable.

Including the culprit Oga.

"I tell you, you are wrong!"

Hagrid said irritably.

"Although Snape is indeed a pervert!"

"Do something for you to attack your opponent with a curse!"

"But he's never going to steal that thing."

"All three of you listen to me!"

"You're meddling in things that don't concern you. It's dangerous. "

"Forget that big dog, forget what it's guarding."

"This is between Professor Dumbledore and Nicola Flames..."

Hagrid suddenly covered his mouth with his hands.

There was silence.

Now everyone knows the secret Hagrid is keeping.

And Snape is indeed a pervert this kind of thing.

......

Mid-December has arrived.

The four sides were covered with several feet of snow, and the surface of the lake was covered with hard ice.

Christmas is just around the corner.

By the way, the Weasley twins were punished this morning.

The reason was that they cast magic on a few snowballs to run around after the back of Quirrell's head.

Oga thought it was too cool.

Today is another Potions class.

And since the Potions classroom is underground, it's even colder.

A white mist can form in front of a breath.

"I really feel sorry for those people."

Draco Malfoy said.

"They had to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because the family didn't want them."

Crabbe and Goyle snickered.

"Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle. Four points are deducted for one person. "

Snape's head didn't twist.

Twelve points were deducted from his own academy casually.

"And Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, come to me after class to get confinement."

Then said to Harry.

"It's okay, Hogwarts is your forever home."

Harry was weighing the powdered lionfish vertebrae, ignoring them.

The four of them left class and went to the auditorium.

I saw Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick both there, busy arranging Christmas decorations.

Hagrid was there.

He was carrying a Christmas tree.

Hermione also sat down next to Oga with a book.

"Reading a book on vacation? It's probably too hard. "

Hagrid looked at Hermione in surprise.

Hermione touched Oga with her foot under the table dejectedly.

"I'm not reviewing my homework."

"Ever since you mentioned Nicolamy, we've been trying to figure out who he is."

Hermione showed the book in her hand, The Great Wizard of the Twentieth Century.

It is a pity that he is not here and not in the "List of Famous Contemporary Magicians".

In addition, his name cannot be found in "Major Discoveries of Modern Magic" and "Research on the Development of Modern Witchcraft".

Hermione thought pityingly.

Then Hermione glared at Oga.

"I asked Oga."

"This guy obviously knows who Nicolame is."

"But don't say it."

"Still saying that Nicola Flamel is a person named Nicole, gone."

"And what nonsense about you being beautiful."

After speaking, Hermione blushed first.

Oga looked up from the book and smiled slightly.

Hermione looked at the book Oga was holding, and suddenly became angry.

I saw the book Oga was holding, and it was written on the cover.

The words "Hogwarts Jokes".

"Really, do you live to have fun?"

Hermione spat sharply.

She stumbled upon the truth.

Oga touched Hermione's head at this time and said.

"Well, the decryption game is to play it yourself to have fun."

"Wouldn't it be fun for me to tell you the answer directly."

"No, I don't think it's even more fun to find a book by book."

Hermione spat.

Then she pulled a list out of her pocket with a list of topics and titles she decided to look for.

Seeing this, Oga smiled.

"You can start where it's not a book."

Oga reminded.

After all, Nicolame is not famous.

The wizard card in the chocolate has its figure.

Hermione's eyes lit up when she heard this.

So, after a lesson on the history of magic.

Hermione stopped Professor Binns and asked.

"Professor, do you know this person Nicolame."

Professor Binns was stunned.

Road.

"What a studious little wizard."

"No one has asked me questions for a long time."

"It's been a long, long time..."

Then Professor Binns said as if endorsing.

"Nicola Flamel. Frenchman, a famous alchemist of the fourteenth century. "

"With partner Dumbledore is very effective in alchemy!"

"Its most famous contribution is that it is said to have produced the Philosopher's Stone."

"You can turn metal into gold."

"And I heard that he can use the Philosopher's Stone to live forever."

......

In Professor Binns' rambling, Hermione also knew who Nicolame was.

"So what Harry Potter said was guarded by the three-headed dog should be the Philosopher's Stone?"

Hermione thought to herself.

Oga was a little helpless.

Thought.

"Hermione, why did you speed up?"

Another period of time passed.

Christmas Eve.

When Oga went to bed, he only hoped that he could eat a big meal the next day and have fun, and he didn't expect to receive a gift.

However, when he woke up the next morning, the first thing he saw was a small pile of packages at the foot of his bed.

"Merry Christmas."

Harry fumbled out of bed and put on his coat.

Say this to Oga.

The sleepy-eyed Ron said the same.

"Merry Christmas."

A little melancholy flashed in Oga's heart.

"Oga, you received so many things, what are they?"

Ron looked at the pile of packages next to Oga.

Bigger than his own and Harry's combined.

Oga picked up the paper package on the top suspiciously.

It was Hermione who sent it.

Inside is a hand-woven piece of clothing.

The second package is a small flat box.

Oga saw what was written above, and his pupils shrank.

I saw that it said.

"Grindelwald's gift to Grindelwald."

Oga was surprised.

?“ From the time I learned the obfuscation spell, I knew that the surname written on the orphanage's identification certificate was genuine. "

"It's just that my name is covered with a powerful obfuscation spell."

"But in order to scare Dumbledore at the right moment, I have not lifted it."

"Who sent this package?" Can anyone see through this confusion spell directly? "

"Could it be, is it really sent by Gateloth Grindelwald?"

"Could it be that he placed a confusion spell?"

Oga pondered for a moment.

Whatever is inside.

It's all something to be treated with caution.

Now there are many people next to it, and it is not the time to open it.

So he secretly attached an iron armor spell to the small package-the inner version.

Then he took it into his arms.

Prepare to open again in the evening.

Harry next to him also opened his own package.

He received a flute made by Hagrid himself.

Harry blew a little, sounding a bit like an owl calling.

And fifty pence from Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia.

"It's weird."

Ron commented.

I don't know if he's talking about penny outside.

Or the matter of sending fifty pence.

Harry then unpacked and harvested snacks such as chocolate.

Plus a strange flying broom from Oga.

There was no magic on it that contained four things that looked like rockets conjured up by the Oga Transfiguration Class.

Only the last package remained.

Harry picked it up and touched it, and the portions were very light.

Unpack the paper packet.

Something liquid-like, silver-gray slid down to the floor, gathered into a pile, shining.

Ron gasped.

Oga looked at it and said.

"Cloak of invisibility."

"Harry, someone gave you a nice thing."

"Oga do you want it?"

Harry Potter scratched his head.

Thought.

"I haven't given Oga any decent gifts yet."

Oga shook his head.

After all, Oga will be a more convenient and effective improved version of stealth.

And even if the legend of the Deathly Hallows is true.

This one is obviously useless.

Oga shook his head.

Harry draped the invisibility cloak over his shoulders, and Ron let out a shout.

"Sure enough! You look down! "

Harry looked.

I saw that my feet were missing.

A note fell.

Harry looked.

On it, in a slender, snare font he had never seen before, the following lines were written.

"Your father left me this thing before he died. It should be returned to you now. Use it well. Merry Christmas to you from the bottom of my heart. "

No attribution.

After a hearty dinner in the evening.

By the way, under the leadership of Oga, everyone ate the hot pot together.

Night falls.

Harry thought it was the happiest Christmas ever.

But one thing stuck in his mind.

While Oga and Ron were asleep.

He slipped quietly off the bed and wrapped his invisibility cloak around him.

He looked down at his legs, but saw only moonlight and dark shadows.

It's a really strange feeling.

Then Harry quietly walked away and walked out of the dormitory.

Listen Harry out of the dormitory.

Oga opened his eyes.

Just now he was pretending to sleep.

Because there was also one thing that haunted him.

"So, what's in that package."

Oga got up gently.

Performed an improved version of stealth on himself - psychological stealth.

Ordinary stealth has the possibility of being seen.

But psychological stealth definitely not.

Because the principle of psychological stealth is to make people think that there is nothing here, and do not focus their eyes here.

I didn't even look at it, let alone see through it.

Then the goal is clear.

That's the Room of Requirement.

Run to the eighth floor of Hogwarts and the troll stick beats the opposite side of the tapestry of the stupid Barnabas.

Thought.

"I need a place that is absolutely safe and undisturbed."

After walking through that section of wall three times, a very smooth door appeared on the wall.

Oga walked in.

But the sight inside the house stunned Oga.

The room was not what Oga had thought before he walked in, an empty room.

Instead, it was filled with books, and the stove was burning.

In the middle is a desk.

On the desk was a quill pen.

Oga looked at it before, and the ink on the quill had long dried up.

"So it's absolutely safe and undisturbed here?"

Oga was a little confused though.

But he could clearly feel the comfort coming in.

Oga always thought that everything in this room was so pleasing to the eye.

And Oga's intuition told him that this room was very reassuring to Oga.

Oga sat down in a chair in front of his desk

Pull out the package and place it on the table.

Discreetly fill yourself with protective spells in all directions.

Then the iron armor spell on the package was lifted.

Opened the package....

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