Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

"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 too advanced. The abstract modeling style, combined with free and flexible lines, all reveal an intriguing and mysterious atmosphere.

Kyle is just an ordinary person with average ability and limited level. How can he dare to participate in such a great project without overestimating his abilities?

He doesn't deserve it.

…

Not far ahead, several little Hufflepuff wizards were gathered around the Black Lake.

Heavy snow has caused a thick layer of ice to form on the Black Lake. They are discussing whether to make a hole in the ice, catch some fish and make a delicious starry sky pie.

Next to him, there were several students having a snowball fight. Kyle saw with his own eyes an upperclassman from Gryffindor secretly stuffed a rock into the snowball and threw it at a Slytherin.

But his accuracy was a bit off. The specially made snowball drew an arc in mid-air and almost hit Professor Oren who was passing by.

"Sir, you must be more careful when having a snowball fight and don't mix any more rocks into it."

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

The Gryffindor nodded repeatedly.

Everyone was having a great time, except Filch who was looking very annoyed.

Because the little wizards don't have the habit of cleaning their shoes, when they return to the castle after the snowball fight, they will 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. The little wizards were only allowed to enter the castle after they cleaned their shoes.

During the History of Magic class, it only took Kyle thirty seconds to fall asleep, and the quality of his sleep was even better than when he was in the dormitory.

If Kangna hadn't pushed him when get out of class was over, Kyle estimated that he would have slept until noon.

"People from both colleges are sleeping..."

Kangna rubbed her red eyes, as if she had just woken up, "Why can't the school change its history of magic professor?"

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

Don't worry about anything else. For this reason, Professor Binns' position is irreplaceable.

Not to mention that he works all year round and doesn't have all kinds of personal matters like other professors. His attendance rate remains at 100% all year round, which is very stable.

In addition, the questions on the History of Magic exam are also very simple. As long as you read the textbook carefully before the exam, you will have no problem getting an "E".

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

"The stingy old bee."

Kyle curled his lips and expressed his shame at Dumbledore's ruthless behavior of squeezing the older professor.

…

After entering December, the weather is getting colder and colder, but the little wizards have changed from the sluggishness of last month and are 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 atmosphere, it is difficult for students to concentrate on class, and they always start to feel dazed during class.

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

It probably only worked for a few minutes. After a few minutes, they returned to their previous unlucky, distracted appearance.

After discovering this, the professors simply ignored it.

It's like this every year. They've long been used to it. Anyway, they won't talk about anything new before the holidays. As long as it's not too excessive, they just turn a blind eye and pretend they didn't see it.

Of course, except for two professors.

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

"The automatic stirring crucible is a crucible that is enchanted to stir potions automatically. It was invented by Gaspard Singleton at the end of the 20th century, and he also..."

As for the other one, it was Professor Snape.

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

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

Professor Snape expressed great satisfaction with this result.

Slytherin's sixth consecutive championship this year is guaranteed!

The night before leaving school, Kyle met a somewhat panicked Hagrid in the auditorium.

This was the first time he saw Hagrid since his night trip to the Forbidden Forest that day.

Mainly because of their guilty conscience, the five of them have been avoiding Hagrid in the past month.

But now that we have encountered it, it’s hard to pretend we didn’t see it.

Kyle stepped forward and waved: "Hagrid, how are you doing recently?"

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

Merlin's beard, I actually forgot that Hogwarts is on holiday tomorrow. I always thought that Halloween had just passed a few days ago. "

As he spoke, Hagrid strode towards the outside of the castle without stopping.

Kyle had to jog to keep up with him.

"Need help?" Kyle asked.

"If you're not busy..." Hagrid thought for a while and said, "Can you get me some mistletoe for decoration? The dinner is coming soon, and I'm worried that I won't have enough time."

"No problem at all."

Kyle and Hagrid arrived at the wooden house next to the Forbidden Forest.

Not far away were two fir trees about six to seventy centimeters in diameter, as well as a small pile of holly and mistletoe.

"Just take those decorative plants and leave the rest to me."

After saying that, Hagrid leaned down and struggled to pick up the two fir trees.

When Hagrid stood up, his face was red. It was obvious that holding two trees at once was a very reluctant thing for him.

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

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

The next second, he felt a sudden lightness on his body, and the two fir trees seemed to no longer exist.

Hagrid turned to look at Kyle in surprise.

"Levitation spell...amazing!"

"You are exaggerating, Hagrid." Kyle shook his head and said, "Everyone can do this kind of thing."

"Yes...really?"

Hagrid blinked in confusion. He remembered that this was not the case when he was in school.

It has only been a few years, have all the freshmen at Hogwarts become so outstanding?