Chapter 587: Group Activity

On the glass panes like fine sand on the colored windows, fine streams of melted snow dripped patter-patter.

Sean was returning the gifts.

What he didn't know was that Professor Maige was looking at the gray distant sky with a faint smile; in the dungeon, the cauldron that almost never went out was also cooling down.

Expectation is a special thing; it happens before joy arrives.

Great Hall.

Sean put the plan map into an exquisitely packaged box, and as for the other box, Sean put his notes on the exploration and perfection of potion rituals during this period.

It was just a pity for Bai Yi—having finally recovered some energy, it had to go out to deliver letters again.

Having dealt with the more important return gifts, Sean also received many unexpected gifts.

Most of the young wizards at Hogwarts sent him thank-you letters, mixed with some small round fruit pies, Christmas pastries, and nut brittle candies:

【Mr. Green, thank you for your notes】

【Green notes will be my favorite book in my life】

【Your Merlin-era history of magic part hasn't been perfected, oh no, I mean, Mr. Green, Merry Christmas】

There were many letters, so Sean took two quills to reply at the same time.

To the left of the Christmas tree, Jia Siting and the others were still talking in low voices.

"Professor? Is it the one I'm thinking of?"

Hermione looked at Jia Siting curiously; if there was anyone among the young wizards who would know more, it was Jia Siting.

"I guess it wouldn't be Sineipu."

Luo En curled his lips; Sineipu even wanted to confiscate their "Quidditch Through the Ages."

Everyone knew he hated Quidditch.

"Maybe."

Jia Siting nodded gently.

Harry and Luo En didn't know what Jia Siting was hinting at, but they didn't ask much, and started unpacking gifts.

Harry's small package was brought by the Dursleys.

They gave Harry a broom, and attached a short note, asking him if he wanted to stay at Hogwarts for the summer.

"How is it possible... I would like to..."

Harry stared at the short note, then looked at the broom; the usual irritability seemed to dissolve like snowflakes, and he was a bit dazed for a moment.

The Dursleys didn't know the difference between a magical broom and an ordinary broom; they just thought all brooms could fly—but this didn't matter; when Harry looked at the broom, he would understand that his aunt and uncle knew he liked flying brooms.

He was stunned for a long while before starting to unpack other gifts.

Hagrid sent him a large bag of treacle fudge, Harry decided to roast it soft by the fire before eating; Luo En sent him a book called "Flying with the Cannons," which was all about some things of his favorite Quidditch team; Hermione bought him a luxurious eagle-feather quill.

Harry unpacked the last package, which turned out to be a brand-new hand-knitted sweater sent by Mrs. Wei Silai, and a large raisin cake.

He held up Mrs. Wei Silai's greeting card, and a sense of guilt welled up in his heart again. He thought of Mr. Wei Silai's car and the penalty order.

Just as he was thinking, a letter fell out:

【Dear, don't worry about the car, it came back by itself.

—Love you: Molly】

In an instant, Harry felt the furnace fire burning fiercely, dispelling the winter chill.

"Alright, Harry, are you ready?"

Jia Siting suddenly spoke up.

"Yes."

Harry responded hurriedly.

He turned his head and saw Luo En looking at him triumphantly, Hermione also picked up a package, and even Neville stood up holding a gift box.

Several people exchanged glances and surrounded Sean.

Sean was still replying to letters when he saw the malicious eyes of the young wizards.

This is... what are they going to do?

Sean looked at the young wizards with calm and slightly confused green eyes, and Hermione was the first to fail:

"Sean, Merry Christmas, did you forget our gifts—idiot—"

She placed an exquisitely packaged paper box on the table.

"This is the second winter we've spent together, Sean, Merry Christmas."

Jia Siting smiled and placed the same gift box on Sean's table.

Then came Harry, Luo En, Neville...

Sean could see the gift boxes piling higher and higher, until Neville couldn't put his on at all, and it was only after Jia Siting reminded him that he remembered he was a wizard—hurriedly using a Levitation Charm to put it on top.

Warm and dry snow drifted down gently from the ceiling, and the gift boxes Sean received were piled as high as the Christmas tree.

The young wizards chatted around the stove as if they had completed an interesting group activity.

Occasionally, Luo En would let out an exclamation—the gift Sean sent him was a brand-new set of Wizard's Chess;

Or it was Neville, who, under the instigation of the crowd, turned into a big fat orange cat and ran around.

Hermione and Jia Siting chased after it.

"It's all your fault, Luo En!"

Hermione took the time to glare at Luo En; this was all his idea.

Luo En was originally chasing the big fat orange cat happily, but soon he couldn't be happy anymore: ===== CHAPTER 588 =====