The next day, Nelson, who woke up early, packed his luggage for the morning, and accompanied Tom to his duel club. This time, Tom set the location by the Black Lake and found some less dangerous ones. Fantastic Beasts was used as a sparring partner, and Professor Slughorn was even invited to be on the sidelines.

When they parted, everyone was reluctant to part with them, even though they knew they would go back to school after the holidays, but for most people, including students from pure-blood families, it was difficult for them to have such a real opportunity to improve themselves.

Unknowingly, the event continued from morning to evening. When the dusk was faint, Nelson and his party walked to the auditorium together.

When Nelson, who had returned to his dormitory halfway, rushed to the auditorium, it was already full of people. Except for the table belonging to Armando Dippet, all the faculty and staff gathered together and looked at the table below with satisfaction. Students, this year's teaching results are unexpectedly good, and parents are very satisfied.

Even Miss Joy, who hardly ever goes out, came. She was wearing a white mask that covered half of her face. Seeing Nelson coming in, the two eyes met. Miss Joy's eyes completed the slender moon, and she nodded to Nelson. , seems to be asking: "Is my bone spirit easy to use?"

Nelson only felt a stabbing pain from his heels to the top of his head like an electric current, and then disappeared quickly. He clutched his chest and bent slightly towards Miss Joy.

"Why did you come? The food is almost ready."

Tom grabs Nelson by the wrist and pulls him toward him, shifting his hips sideways to make room for a stool.

"I just caught a question mark in the dormitory, and it almost solved it." Nelson shook his head, opened his sleeves to reveal his wrist with long and thin scars, and smiled wryly, "It doesn't seem very satisfied with the cat I designed for it. Bag."

"If you let someone carry you in a bag, and replace a piece of cloth with a plastic one, would you like it?" Tom pouted, recalling the "cross-generation blockbuster invention" that Nelson showed to himself a few days ago. Commented, "If I were you, I would entrust the question mark to Maitel, I feel like she likes that stupid cat very much."

"You don't understand, this is the joy of raising a cat."

"You raised a lonely," Tom retorted. "It's not so much your cat, you might as well say it was raised by Ogg. At least in the past few years, he has been sending small dried fish to the question mark."

"Well," Nelson shrugged, "as a master, you have to find a chance to make up for it."

"Then you might as well stay in the dormitory for a while longer," Tom looked at the staff table above. Today it was replaced with a silver-white linen tablecloth with a metallic texture, embroidered with Slytherin's own family's castle. The deeds of the donation seem to be of great value. Tom stared at the tablecloth, licked his lips, and said without looking back, "You may just catch up with the principal to speak."

"But our principal isn't here." Nelson followed Tom to the staff dining table, and his eyes fell on the empty high-back chair in the middle. "So who is going to speak?"

"Why don't you go up and try? You can start drafting now." Tom gave Nelson a blank look, turned around, looked at Alphard and said, "I have a question, I don't know if I should talk about it or not."

"Don't talk about it." Alfard was happily bragging to a junior student, and he was beaming. When he heard Tom calling him, he immediately put on a pain mask, covered his forehead with one hand and turned his head, and said, "If it's about test scores, you know, I recently learned a magic trick to block certain words from my hearing that I don't want to hear."

"That's great," said Tom, shrugging his shoulders, "but I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in your grades."

"That's all right," Alphard approached excitedly and asked, "What's the matter?"

"That's right," Nelson said, "Haven't we never had the opportunity to visit your house before? This holiday season may have time, but I found a problem that we have been ignoring."

"What?" Alphard became interested, "Are you finally coming? I can finally show you my good things."

"Oh, we don't know where your house is," said Nelson, shrugging. "I thought Tom knew, and Tom thought I knew, but neither of us knew."

"Ah? Is that so?" Alphard scratched his head, "I thought my sister told you."

"Ah? I thought you told them." Walburga stretched his neck not far away and whispered to Alphard.

"Ahem," Alphard cleared his throat, and said, "Okay, I will send you the address during the holidays, where are you going first after the holidays?"

"London," Nelson blinked, "why send it to us?"

Walburga stood up from his seat, walked over to Alphard, and quietly stared at the few Slytherin students around him, until everyone around him was stared at by Walburga. Finally, there was A boy couldn't stand it anymore and stood up.

"Thanks."

Walburga bowed slightly, lifted the sides of the wizard robe lightly, saluted, and then sat down beside Alphard.

She looked at Nelson and explained, "Because our home is also in London, and it is in a city where Muggles are relatively dense, so in order to prevent being discovered by Muggles, the wizards in the family set up a lot of protection for the house, verbally explaining the address There's probably no way for you to figure out where it is, unless—"

"Unless what?" asked Tom, playing with his spoon, interested in this particular kind of magic.

"You can come to our house directly after you get off the train. There will be people from the Black family with you. You don't need to look for it any more," Walburga stared at Tom, his cheeks were slightly red, he lowered his head, and continued in a low voice, "Our family It’s in London, not far from King’s Cross Station, so it won’t waste your time, if you go, I’ll write to my family in the evening and ask them to make preparations.”

"There's no need to be extravagant," Tom declined Walburga's "preparation" arrangement, looked at Nelson, saw him nod, and said, "Okay, we'll go there with you two."

Walburga clenched his fist under the table, quickly calmed down, and looked at Nelson's wrist dignifiedly, "Be careful of rabies, it's best to use magic to sterilize it."

"?" A question mark appeared above Nelson's head, "You know, I was scratched by a cat, not bitten by a dog."

"It's possible to get rabies from being scratched by a cat." Walburga said firmly, "I just took an advanced course on the protection of magical animals this year."

"Is that so?" Nelson scratched his head, drew his wand, and pointed at his wrist.

Just as he wrapped his wrist with a ball of blue light, a loud voice came from the staff table.

"Children, congratulations, you have spent another year at Hogwarts. Today, you can finally say goodbye to homework, class, and tedious rules and regulations, and enter a long vacation... and the seventh graders Children, I hope you can find your satisfactory destination after leaving the campus, let's have a toast!" Following the voice and looking towards the guest seat, Professor Slughorn was holding a glass of red wine, and was talking with the seventh graders. The graduates of the university drank from each other, and after drinking the wine in the glass, Professor Slughorn nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Our respected President Armando Dippet is unable to attend this year's final banquet due to some personal reasons. , so it's up to me to summarize our past year, and please forgive a young man who is experiencing this situation for the first time, talking too much, after all, this may be the first and last time I will make an epilogue."

Professor Slughorn made a grimace, and under his joke offensive, cheerful laughter came from the four long tables.

"As for why I am the host this year?"

Professor Slughorn made a fool of himself. He raised his hands, opened one hand, and held a wand in the other, waving his arms like a conductor of an orchestra. The starry sky on the dome rotated rapidly, giving people a sense of time and space. With the change of the star map, the colors and materials of the original ordinary decorations gradually changed, and the paintings on the two walls became majestic, powerful and powerful wizards. Behind the guest table, there was a huge, The banner depicting the Slytherin snake fell slowly, and the faint green light gave Nelson a feeling of "this thing has strong radiation".

In just a few seconds, the auditorium was decorated with Slytherin's green and silver, and every pillar was decorated with silver snakes inlaid with emeralds, showing the style of Slytherin everywhere. Nelson looked around, and the students of the other three colleges had already applauded this spectacular drag show. Instead, the students of Slytherin sat upright with reserved expressions, as if they didn't know what this scene represented. something like that. Seeing the posture of the students, Nelson's back straightened unconsciously.

"Oh! It seems that our Slytherin students don't like this little gift very much," Professor Slughorn showed an exaggerated sad expression. He held his forehead, picked up a piece of paper on the table, Opening his hands, he smiled proudly at the Slytherin table and said loudly, "The winner of this year's House Cup is—"

Nelson noticed that the students around him were like a spring ready to go. There might be a small steel ball hanging under it, and it was caught by a smooth wooden board. I'm about to suffocate myself.

"It's Slytherin!" Professor Slughorn applauded first, and said, "The grades of each college are similar, so I won't go into details. So, Slytherins, you can celebrate as much as you want!"

"Wuhu!"

A burst of huge cheers broke out on the long table of Slytherin, which almost lifted the roof of the auditorium. As expected of Slytherin, even the cheers were so neat. Tom also stood up excitedly, and loudly surrounded by everyone. Smiling, Nelson first glanced at the hourglass where the score gap was not small, and then he was infected by the surrounding atmosphere and applauded sincerely.

In this era, the relationship between the four colleges has not been as rigid as it was decades later. Gryphon, badger and snake may have competition, but they are absolutely honest enough to face each other. Facing the victory of the snake college, the students of the other three colleges also contributed Heartfelt blessings.

"From today until a week later, there will be a train to King's Cross Station at seven o'clock every night. You can choose your favorite time to go home. Of course, you can also spend a few more days at school with your friends..."

Professor Slughorn's shout was drowned out by the endless cheers, and he had to use "loud voice" to ensure that the students could hear his request: "Also, your report card will be in about half an hour. It will be sent to the previously registered address in a month's time... Underage wizards are forbidden to use wands outside the school... And... If you find suspicious dark wizards around your residence, please report to the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible, and contact them as soon as possible My own dean..."

Looking at the chaotic students in the audience, Professor Slughorn nodded with satisfaction. This is the three consecutive championships he has led Slytherin to. He should be the proudest person in the auditorium at the moment.

"It's really young." Professor Slughorn sighed. "It seems that I will have to write another letter to explain the precautions in detail."

"I've said it all, when you finish talking about the holidays, these bastards won't listen to what you said after that." Beside Professor Slughorn, "sit behind the long table and smile as if everything is in order." Under control" Dumbledore applauded again and joked, "You should first mention the precautions, and then announce the ownership of the Academy Cup and the holiday."

"Ah...Albus, can you just watch the group of little guys down there suffocating in place, like...like—" Professor Slughorn couldn't find a suitable adjective, stuck for a while Living.

"Like a urgency." Dumbledore added while clapping his hands.

"Boy, you have to pay attention to the image of Albus." Professor Slughorn leaned over and leaned into "Dumbledore"'s ear, and whispered, "But just for me personally, I think your description is very appropriate. .”

"That's it." Aberforth used his elder brother's face to make his own expression, and there was no sense of disobedience. He rubbed his slightly crooked nose and said, "Do you care if he looks good or not? It's appropriate. That's it."

"You bastard, haha." Professor Slughorn smiled and shook his head. He picked up a silver spoon from the table and knocked on the plate. In an instant, the long table of the four colleges was full of food .

At seven o'clock that night, a group of four boarded the train to King's Cross Station. Feeling the empty and quiet carriage, everyone couldn't help admiring Nelson's foresight of "packing in advance". They didn't pack their luggage. At this time, their younger sister finally came in handy.

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