Christmas finally came the following morning.


    Felix woke up early and when he came out of his bedroom, the small Christmas tree in his office is already piled with various Christmas gifts.


    He opened up the box in a cheerful mood, “A book, nice.” He set aside The Old Forgotten Magic and Spells, “Too bad I’ve already read it.”


    “Huh, Trwney actually sent me a gift?” Felix thought he is mistaken, he nced at the note again, yes, it is Sybill Trwney, as he opened the wrapping paper, there is a long beaded chain inside, this thing can be turned in three chains if the material is used properly.


    He read the contents of the post-it note, the usual divine phrase – “To provide shelter in the darkness.” Felix shrugged, “But you’re really something, I’ve quit your ss, and you can still find the opportunity to give me a prophecy.”


    He is going to send a barrel of honey sherry from the Three Broomsticks in return, well … let’s make a note of it and settle it together when he is done opening the rest of the presents.


    He opened another package, the “Beater’s Bible” given to him by Professor McGonagall, and he opened a page at random, and it said in bold letters, “First rule: take out the seeker,” to which he smiled gleefully.


    Felix kept opening the gift boxes, mostly books, and a good portion of them he had already read, and he suddenly understood Dumbledore’s troubles now.


    He said to himself, “Many people think I should be presented with books, also think I will like books.”


    The good thing is, Dumbledore gave Felix a small homemade trinket, simr to the one he had seen on the Headmaster’s desk, just by touching it, it would spray a mist of water; Hagrid gave him arge bottle of Acromant venom, he did not know what to do with it, maybe next year he could send it to Professor Snape? Snape sent a small bottle of powerful antidote, “just in time to use with the potent vomit agent he sentst year.”


    Professor Flitwick presented him a bowler hat, and even Lupin gave him some magical creature material as a present, which Felix guessed from the way it was processed that he might have “got” it himself.


    Among these gifts, he found an unsigned gift box, which just arrived this morning. When he opened it, there is a y doll inside.


    Felix recognized it as “himself” from the figure’s ck hair and blue eyes.


    Although not signed, but Felix is not unfamiliar with the unique smell of y, he picked it up and fiddled with it for a while, before putting the doll away.


    The process of opening giftssted an hour, and he wrote down a list of names on the parchment next to him, all of which needed to be returned.


    “Well, Christmas needs lots of work too.”


    …


    At the same time, the trio arrived at Hagrid’s hut.


    “Hagrid, open the door, it’s us–” Harry knocked hard on the door while pushing an excited Fang away, its tongue licking at his hand, leaving arge mouthful of saliva, which immediately removed the heat from his hand by the cold wind.


    The door opened and revealed Hagrid’s dishevelled, bearded face, “You guys are here pretty early today, not really necessary – the hearing is going to be near summer, and I, too, have to pull myself together – hup!” He burped, and his sour breath sprayed all over Harry’s face.


    Harry hurriedly got in through the gap in his arm, the firece in the hut zed,rge bundles of firewood piled up next to the firece, Buckbeak lying in the corner, arge iron barrel in front of it.


    Ron followed in, shaking the snow from his feet, “Hey, Buckbeak, how are you?” He nced inside the barrel, which is filled with slimy, finger-thick white worms, he felt disgusted, “Hagrid, what is this thing! It looks like erged maggots …”


    Hagrid lifted Hermione up, as if he was carrying a small animal or something – “Oh, thanks!” Hermione said in a panic – Hagrid nced in the direction Ron is pointing and said gruffly, “That’s a Flobberwormrva, as you’ll learn about it in the next ss, they live easily and can eat any nt, I’m going to go to the kitchen and see what’s left to feed them. ”


    Ron stammered, “Don’t tell me you’re going to make us raise this thing in ss?” His face paled that it matched Draco’s skin tone.


    Hagrid looked crimson as he said, “I probably won’t have much heart in the next few sses for a while, you know, because of Buckbeak. Actually, the Flobberworm is quite nice, safe, filled with treasure, the mucus can be used to make potions, and also it can be used as food for other creatures.”


    Hermione said worriedly, “Come on, Hagrid – we, we’re here because of the Buckbeak case.”


    Harry and Ron nodded in unison, trying to dissuade Hagrid, “Don’t worry about it, Hagrid, you’re quite popr right now.” Ron said, “Except for Slytherin.”


    Since the ident in the first ss, Hagrid was worried about being fired, but after Felix enlightened him, he was relieved, andter followed Felix’s advice and taught about unicorns, Acromant, Puffskein, Bowtruckle, flower fairies, and Augurey one after another.


    Except for the Acromant and the Augurey, the feedback for the rest of them was quite good.


    For example, unicorns, Puffskein, and flower fairies were very popr with the younger wizards, especially the witches, because they are just too cute.


    The young Unicorn has golden fur and shines like a creature from the most fantastic fairy tales.


    The Puffskein, on the other hand, is a kind of chubby, fluffy creature, they are extremely nimble and can suddenly appear from one ce to another, although each time they move the distance is not very far, but it is enough for them to avoid most dangers.


    As for the flower fairies, they have a simr appearance as humans, only with an extra pair of insect wings on their backs, their IQ is generally not high, often quarrelled over various trivial matters, but unexpectedly their tiny figure poked many young girls’ sweet spot for cuteness.


    Hagrid looked at them suspiciously, and the trio immediately said Felix’s suggestion in a few breaths.


    “Will it work?”


    “Try it, Hagrid! It can’t get any worse.”


    So Hagrid wrote a letter to Professor Kettleburn, and Hagrid’s ink became solidified without using, so Hermione conjured up a bright blue me to melt the ink.


    When they came out of Hagrid’s hut, Hermione said with anticipation, “I wish Professor Kettleburn could influence the Ministry of Magic.”


    Harry and Ron also had a look of agreement, but the next second, Hermione became serious: “Harry, I still want to discuss with you about the Firebolt.”


    “Oh, don’t spoil the fun, Hermione, it’s Christmas.” Ron said.


    ” What do you mean? Wait, you’ve tried the Firebolt? I need to warn you – it’s from an unknown source, no signature, no note, nothing!” Hermione said pointedly.


    “Is it? Do you know what I think? I want you to keep your cat under control and stop allowing it to constantly try to sneak into the boy’s dormitory!” Ron also raised his voice. “Scabbers is pitiful as it is!”


    Harry looked helpless, the two had fought many times over Hermione’s cat, Crookshanks. The cat is indeed very strange, always staring at Ron’s pet Scabbers, although it ismon knowledge that cats eat mice, but he sincerely hoped that it can change the food, even if it is a juicy spider he will ept it.


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