"Kyle, let's build a snowman together!"

Fred and George greeted him warmly and invited him to come over.

But Kyle refused without hesitation.

Their art is so advanced. The abstract modeling style, coupled with the free and flexible lines, reveals an intriguing and mysterious atmosphere.

Kyle is just an ordinary man with average ability and limited level. How could he dare to participate in such a great project without knowing his own limitations?

He doesn't deserve it.

…

Not far ahead, several Hufflepuff wizards were gathering by the Black Lake.

The heavy snow caused a thick layer of ice to form on the Black Lake. They were discussing whether to make a hole in the ice and catch some fish to make a delicious star-gazing pie.

There were several students playing snowball fights nearby. Kyle saw with his own eyes a senior Gryffindor student secretly put a stone into a snowball and threw it at a Slytherin.

His aim was just a little off, and the specially made snowball drew an arc in the air and almost hit Professor Oren who was passing by.

"Sir, please be more careful when having a snowball fight and don't mix any rocks in."

Professor Oren flicked the snowball aside with his wand. "Since you may have done it accidentally, I won't deduct your points this time, but it won't happen again."

The Gryffindor nodded repeatedly.

Everyone was having a great time, except for Filch, who was extremely annoyed.

Because the little wizards didn't have the habit of polishing their shoes, when they returned to the castle after playing snowball fights, they would leave a series of dirty footprints on the ground.

This undoubtedly greatly increased Filch's workload.

Later, he simply moved a chair and sat at the gate of the castle, and only allowed the little wizards to enter the castle after they had wiped their shoes clean.

In the History of Magic class, Kyle fell asleep in just thirty seconds, and his sleep quality was even better than when he was in the dormitory.

If Kanna hadn't pushed him at the end of get out of class, Kyle estimated that he would have slept until noon.

"Everyone from both colleges is sleeping..."

Kanna rubbed her red eyes, looking like she had just woken up, "Why can't the school change the professor of History of Magic?"

"Maybe Professor Binns doesn't need a salary." Kyle shrugged.

Don’t worry about anything else. Just for this reason, Professor Binns’ position is irreplaceable.

Not to mention that he works all year round and does not have various personal matters like other professors. His attendance rate remains 100% all year round, which is very stable.

In addition, the exam questions in History of Magic are also very simple. As long as you read the textbook carefully before the exam, it will be no problem to get an "E".

So let alone the school board, even the headmaster Dumbledore would not agree to replace this chosen worker.

"That mean old bee."

Kyle curled his lips, expressing his disdain for Dumbledore's ruthless exploitation of older professors.

…

As December approached, the weather became colder and colder, but the little wizards changed from their lethargy of the previous month and became very excited every day.

Because the Christmas holiday is coming...

This means they are about to have a full two weeks of vacation.

In this kind of atmosphere, it is difficult for students to concentrate in class and they always start to daydream during class.

The professors would deduct a few points at the beginning to make them a little nervous, but it didn't have much effect.

It probably only works for a few minutes, and after a few minutes, they will return to their previous distracted and miserable appearance.

After discovering this, the professors simply stopped paying attention.

Of course, there are two exceptions.

Professor Binns didn't care about Christmas at all. In the History of Magic class, he still used the same requiem-like tone to describe the invention of the automatic stirring crucible.

"The Self-Stirring Cauldron is an enchanted cauldron that automatically stirs potions. It was invented by Gespard Singleton in the late 20th century, and he is credited with..."

As for the other one, it is Professor Snape.

He doesn't care why students are distracted, and he won't show mercy like other professors. As long as they are not Slytherin, they will be fined three points if caught.

Thanks to his unremitting efforts, by the day before Christmas, Slytherin's house points were already far ahead, even nearly 100 points higher than the second-place Ravenclaw.

Professor Snape expressed great satisfaction with the result.

Slytherin's sixth consecutive championship this year was secured! The night before leaving school, Kyle ran into a somewhat flustered Hagrid in the hall.

This was the first time he had seen Hagrid since that night's walk in the Forbidden Forest.

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Mainly out of guilty conscience, the five of them had been avoiding Hagrid for the past month.

But now that I've encountered it, I can't pretend I didn't see it.

Kyle walked forward and waved, "Hagrid, how are you doing?"

"It's Kyle." Hagrid lowered his head, "Sorry, I don't have time to chat with you right now, there are still many things that are not prepared.

Merlin's beard, I actually forgot that Hogwarts will be closed tomorrow, I always thought Halloween was just a few days ago. "

As he spoke, Hagrid did not stop, but strode out of the castle.

Kyle had to jog to barely keep up with him.

"Need some help?" Kyle asked.

"If you're not busy..." Hagrid thought for a moment and said, "Can you help me get some mistletoe for decoration? The dinner is coming up soon, and I'm worried that I may not be able to make it in time."

"Of course."

Kyle and Hagrid walked all the way to the wooden house next to the Forbidden Forest.

Not far away there were two fir trees with a diameter of about 60 to 70 centimeters, and a small pile of holly and mistletoe.

"Just take the decorative plants, and I'll leave the rest."

After saying this, Hagrid bent down and picked up the two fir trees with great effort.

When Hagrid stood up, his face was flushed red. It was obvious that picking up two trees at once was a very difficult task for him.

At this moment, Hagrid suddenly heard a voice behind him.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

The next second, he felt his body suddenly lighten, and the two fir trees seemed to have disappeared.

Hagrid turned to look at Kyle in surprise.

"A levitation spell... Incredible!"

"You're exaggerating, Hagrid." Kyle shook his head and said, "Anyone can do this."

“Is… is that so?”

Hagrid blinked in confusion. He remembered that it was not like this when he was in school.

It's only been a few years. Have the new students at Hogwarts become so outstanding?

(End of this chapter)