The Wizard of Hogwarts is Unscientific.

Chapter 63 The Collins family has a tradition

Andy discovered that Helen had truly gone astray.

As a Gryffindor, she should have become a hero like Harry's parents, quietly protecting the peace of the wizarding world.

But she ended up marrying Andy's father, Kyle Collins.

The Collins family has a tradition of being sly and wicked!

For example, Andy's grandfather, Norman Collins.

Don't let his current bulky physique fool you; he's someone who can't even beat Andy. In his younger days, he was no stranger to smuggling illegal goods through Muggle channels.

For example, Andy's father.

Although Kyle was just an ordinary employee of the Ministry of Magic, he knew when to cultivate connections and when to embezzle, he embezzled more than anyone else.

Take Andy for example.

Well... Andy always thought of himself as a good kid, a mature and reliable little wizard.

Perhaps Andy did not inherit the family tradition.

Andy didn't know what Helen was like before, but the current Helen—if she returned to Hogwarts for the Sorting Hat, perhaps the Sorting Hat would sort her into Azkaban.

Helen has brewed and sold illegal potions more than once or twice. She even instructed Andy to use the Killing Curse when they encountered enemies in private, and she may have done it herself.

He's a tough guy!

"Understood!" Andy gave an OK sign.

"Mom, can you teach me the Killing Curse?" Andy really wanted to learn this magic.

Regardless of whether dark magic is evil or not, from the perspective of fighting enemies, the Killing Curse is really useful.

"you?"

Helen ruffled Andy's hair. "Don't even think about it! You practice your magic on your own. I'm going back to my room to prepare lunch."

Andy was somewhat disappointed.

Helen appeared to have spent some time practicing magic with Andy, but in reality, Andy didn't learn much.

This is the norm in the magical world.

Let alone an ordinary wizarding family like the Collins, even a pure-blooded family like the Malfoys, which has a history of thousands of years, wouldn't place too much emphasis on the strength of their descendants.

This is due to the overall environment.

Andy guessed that perhaps only when Voldemort was resurrected would those free-spirited wizards truly focus on strength!

Without giving it any further thought, Andy continued practicing his magic.

Helen's assessment is quite accurate: Andy's current magical level only looks good, but he is still a long way from being able to use it in actual combat.

Hmm... it's a bit like the difference between freestyle basketball and the NBA.

This is partly due to his combat experience, and partly because Andy hasn't trained in that direction yet.

Just like Helen said, as long as you lay a good foundation, it's actually very easy to learn other things later.

The Killing Curse can kill, and so can the Shattering Curse.

As long as you can hit the enemy, that's fine.

……

Christmas.

Andy had already sent his gift ahead of time.

The gifts for Harry were several photographs, while the gifts for his roommate, Ron, and some other close friends were a greeting card and a bag of candy.

For a little wizard, this is already quite good.

As for the gift for Hermione, Andy prepared it carefully: a collection of magical legends.

The little witch was a know-it-all, and Andy was hoping she could find clues to those legends in other magic books.

In addition, Andy also prepared gifts for the professors.

In the wizarding world, it's not common to give teachers red envelopes (gifts of money), so Christmas gifts are Andy's only chance to show his appreciation, which is why he put a lot of thought into it.

Apart from Professor Snape, the gifts given to the other professors were all scarves—only the styles were different.

As the weather gets colder, adding an extra layer of clothing highlights a student's concern for their teacher.

As for Professor Snape, Andy gave him a bottle of shampoo and a greeting card.

This was a decision Andy made after much deliberation.

Andy also wrote his own blessing on the greeting card: May you pick yourself up again, not waste your time, and start a new life with a smile.

In short, Andy hoped that Professor Snape could take good care of himself. He was still young and had a bright future ahead of him. He shouldn't give up on pursuing a better life just because of a tragic past.

Snape was a magical genius who could create his own spells even in his student days. Seeing him fall into such a state, Andy felt sorry for him.

Inside the bedroom, Andy sat on the bed wrapped in a blanket, while Isabel was busy helping Andy unwrap his gifts.

The little girl doesn't have many friends. Her Christmas gifts are all from her relatives, which are nothing more than some snacks, clothes, and toys.

Nothing new.

After unwrapping her own gifts, the little girl set her sights on Andy.

"Andy, you don't like candy, do you?" Isabel asked casually as she stuffed the candy into her pocket.

"Of course I like it! Who says I don't?"

Andy yawned and said, "Isa, if you hide my gift, I'll hide all your snacks."

"Hmph!" Isabel pouted and reluctantly took out the candy.

"Huh? This sweater is so ugly."

Isabel held up a sweater to herself, initially looking disgusted, then exclaimed in surprise, "Andy, a girl actually gave you a sweater!"

"I've already told you, I have a girlfriend."

Andy rubbed his nose, feeling incredibly embarrassed inside, but wearing a smug expression on his face. "In a few years, you'll be an aunt yourself. Isha, it's fine if you steal my snacks, but it would be shameful if you stole your nephew's."

"I won't!"

Isabel quickly adapted to her role as an aunt, saying, "I'll buy my nephew snacks every day and snatch him away from me."

"Then you need to make money first."

Andy glanced at the little girl. "You didn't buy it with my allowance, did you?"

"Hmph! I'll start saving money right now," Isabel said confidently.

After tricking the little girl, Andy was in a great mood.

"Isa, don't forget what you said today."

Andy picked up his wand and tidied up the room. "Let's go out, or Mom will get angry again."

"It's all because you sleep in every day," Isabel muttered, feeling like she was getting the short end of the stick.

As soon as Andy stepped out of the room, he smelled a rich fragrance.

Helen and her grandmother Veronica are preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Andy glanced at them and saw that the two of them were just standing in the open space of the kitchen waving their wands, and the ingredients would cook themselves and then fly onto the plates and arrange themselves neatly.

"Andy—"

Andy looked in the direction of the sound and saw a witch in her twenties walking quickly over. As soon as they met, she gave Andy a warm hug.

"I'm still wondering when you, you little lazybones, will finally get up."

"Merry Christmas, Auntie." Andy struggled for a moment. "You're suffocating me."

(End of this chapter)