Even the greatest headmaster can't make a school feel healthy--everyone is getting a cold lately, and I pinched my nose and poured Madam Pomfrey's cold medicine, deeply suspicious that she's been doing it with tons of it lately. unit of measurement.

Looking around, all the students with colds came out of the medical wing lined up with smoke in their ears, which was a school spectacle.

After Halloween, it is November, and the end of November is the final exam. I am a little bit generous, but after all, the class has not been finished yet, everyone is still in class, and the flying class is going out for a walk. The weather is getting colder. In order to prevent the terrible existence of autumn fat, I go to run or exercise in my spare time.

In fact, Linda said that crawling around in school and taking the stairs is also a form of exercise, but I don't think it's very reliable. And after coming to Hufflepuff for half a semester, everyone knows that the kitchen is next door. Students in grades 3 and above will inevitably have a late-night snack when they come back from astronomy class in the evening.

Linda gave a cold fight and decided to run and exercise with me.

It didn't take long for a second-year Diggory to run together—the one from the Goblet of Fire. He was quite calm, and seemed to see something, asking Linda if she wanted to join Hufflepuff's Quidditch team.

Linda flew the best and the most stable in the flying class, and she also happened to like Quidditch, so the two of them hit it off. But it didn't look like a special relationship to me, so I got the gist of the wizarding world:

People who like Quidditch don't have love together. If there is love, it must be unswerving.

You must know that the teams supported by two people are opposite families.

The final exams were over soon, and of course I stayed at Hogwarts for Christmas after the exams. The school was a bit empty, but Hufflepuff left a few, and after writing cards and sending gifts, I sat by the Hufflepuff fire with my Mr. Ronnie in my arms and read, and it was too hot Just let Mr. Ronnie play, and it gets cold after a while...

I decided to adjust the distance from the seat to the stove.

Christmas is nothing special to me, Spring Festival is. But I am very happy to receive gifts this Christmas. Linda gave me a hairpin, Diggory gave me a model broom, and then the roommates gave me chocolate candies and bracelets, and a Transfiguration book from Professor McGonagall.

I gave something like a pendant made by Professor McGonagall. After all, she helped me a lot after coming to the wizarding world, so it's okay to be grateful. In the rest, I don't give many gifts, and there are only seven people in total. By the way, I also gave John, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, a journal, and a photo I took at Hogwarts.

I like him very much. Although this old man has a bad mouth, he always gives me a very warm feeling. As for others, there are not too many gifts in return, but I am very happy with all of them.

Hogwarts at Christmas is very beautiful, the school hall is decorated with Christmas colors, and there are many lattes. I pulled one at random and found a hat popped out of it, so I just put it on.

As for the snowball fight, I don't like to play very much. Watching a group of people go crazy there, I chose to hold my cat to write my winter vacation homework, and by the way, I sorted out my notes from the first half of the semester.

Speaking of which, I seem to have my first development goal in mind.

After arranging the thesis, I thought for a while, then pulled out a piece of paper and started writing a letter to Lihen Bookstore. The British magic world, like the secular world, belongs to a place where there are no extracurricular textbooks or even ninety-nine multiplication tables. Until later, even the problem sets were imported from my rabbit's house. So if I'm here to become the queen of the magic world, Xiong Xue Jinxing...

I'm afraid it will become a new generation of uknowwho.

However, I am very excited, I am very excited, I am very excited, I feel that I have found my purpose in life in the wizarding world, and at the same time I have laid a solid foundation for my future stay in school.

First of all, don't look so far-sighted, like-

First contact Lihen Bookstore to make a copybook, and be a Pang Zhonghua. Then you can gradually develop step by step and become a person who cannot be mentioned by the second generation name, a shadow in the hearts of parents, and a nightmare in the hearts of students.

The whole winter vacation was spent in my "how to become the queen of the magic world" plan, and Mikhail also sent a letter complaining that the content of my letters began to decrease. Soothing my dear pen pal and revealing a little bit of my "prank", his letter was a bit late this time, and there were two wailing in it.

"You will become the public enemy of the magic world all over the world!"

"No no no, it seems to me that there will be a country's magic world thanking me for letting the whole world experience this model."

"…"

I also told Mikhail about this plan. Others kept everything tight-lipped—if they did, I’m afraid they would become the public enemy of the magic world.

When the second half of the semester started, I became more and more involved in it, and then by the way, I compiled a set of key knowledge and fill-in-the-blank notes for the first grade of Transfiguration and Spells through the key points of Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick. As for the history of magic, all I can say is that I found a big client.

"I still heard your name from George and Fred, don't panic, I just came to you for a first-year magic history notebook."

Charlie Weasley, the seventh grader of Gryffindor, the second brother of the Weasley family, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and most importantly, he is in the seventh grade this year, and he should be sprinting for the higher wizard level exam.

I nodded excitedly: "Of course, of course, no problem, Mr. Weasley is all free. But these things in the first grade should be useless, how can..."

"useless?"

Charlie Weasley shook his head amusingly. When he saw the Magic History Notebook from the twins, he could feel how good the clear and systematic analysis and the key points were in it. It could be regarded as a textbook. Review information. Did he have such logic back then when he was in first grade? absolutely not.

"The seventh-grade advanced wizard proficiency test and the fifth-grade general wizard proficiency test will take part of the first-grade content, but also because the years are too old, unless you re-read the entire history of magic, it will be difficult to find. Corresponding review subjects. With this, it will save a lot of time for me.”

"You will definitely get good grades in the test, and thank you for your attention to me."

"thanks."

Charlie is indeed a handsome man, well, not my type, but handsome indeed. But he actually took the history of magic in the advanced course...

I shook my head, and since Charlie asked to get my notes, I'll give them.

When I walked to the school hall, I saw the twins who appeared in front of me took the initiative to thank them, but the twins looked at me with a strange expression, and one of them said slowly, "It's okay, Yili. Na, but we have a test for you."

"You are Fred."

I glanced at his face and said, "That's George."

"Wow, how did you do that?"

"I said it was easy for me to tell the twins apart."

I smiled and went straight to the Hufflepuffs table for my meal. Seriously, the identification of twins is a very simple thing for me.

My time at Hogwarts made me feel like a week went by and a year went by. As if it was something I didn't feel until I went to college, but it looks the same now.

While all Hufflepuff classmates felt that time was passing too slowly, I felt that time was passing too fast.

"Really, Mr. Ronnie? I know you feel the same way."

Mr. Ronnie leaned on my lap and meowed, sounding like a coquette. He is a male cat, but at this time, it made me feel a soft and waxy feeling.

"Yeah, dear?"

I rubbed the roots of his ears, and with the other hand, I turned over a page of the textbook, then raised my hand with my wand: "Wingadim, Leviosa."

Another textbook floated in mid-air, and I held the wand in my hand to keep it afloat, and the feeling of looking at two books at the same time made me feel good, but the wrist was a little sore when I held the wand at an angle.

Things like exams went well for me too - after taking all the O's I went back to King's Cross in a car with Linda and the Hufflepuff girls. I don't go back to the orphanage, or I tell the orphanage that I can stay in that "boarding school" for the summer, and then I grab my suitcase and walk to the Leaky Cauldron.

"You really..."

"if not?"

I looked at Boss John with a smile, pulled my big suitcase and threw two Galleons in his hand: "My room fee."

"It doesn't need so much."

"I still have last year's due, I made some money at Hogwarts, and a scholarship by the way."

Hogwarts still has a scholarship system, especially for an all-O student like me—

I showed John my report card, then looked at him with a smile and said, "How about it, it's not bad for me to live here, right?"

"Well, it's really not a loss."

The author has something to say:

Start jumping the time quickly, and the next chapter will directly welcome my cousin to the magic world =. =

And Irina's "guardian" in the magical world is John = the owner of the Leaky Cauldron. =

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