A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 443 An Anonymous Christmas Gift

On Christmas morning, William was woken up by boba tea.

Early in the morning, it left its warm little nest and plunged into the pile of gifts, sticking its butt out and tearing at the Christmas gift wrappings with its paws.

Bobo Tea gave away many gifts, more than a dozen in total, all of them various snacks and quirky little toys.

For example... an inflatable cat doll.

William glanced at the name; it was delivered by Filch on behalf of Mrs. Lorris. The purpose was obvious: get lost, stay away from his Mrs. Lorris!

Filch must not know anything about Muggle items; he probably consulted Professor Bubbaji, a Muggle studies professor.

Good heavens, Professor Bubbaji suddenly became reliable at this moment. It seems that his research direction is quite niche.

William was curious about what exactly Dumbledore and Professor Bubbaggie discussed when Dumbledore interviewed him.

Otherwise, why would Professor Dumbledore keep claiming that Professor Bubbaji was a professional?

Besides the gifts from the wizard, there were also Bobo Tea's friends... Fox and Louie!

Fox sent one of its tail feathers; Lou Williams sent a large, cleanly shaved bone.

William confiscated the feathers as a Christmas gift from Boba Tea. As for the bones, he could keep them for it to sharpen its claws.

William gave Bobo a pound of catnip-flavored cat litter, hoping that it would stay focused when using the toilet.

All the eaglets had gone home, leaving William alone in the dormitory. He couldn't sleep because of the noise from the bubble tea, so he had no choice but to get up too.

William gave more gifts than Bobo tea.

A huge pile of chocolates, as usual, I don't look at them.

Fewer people are giving chocolates this year. After a few years of trial and error, the girls have discovered that William doesn't eat chocolate, especially chocolate frogs.

So, chocolate was transformed into books and various daily necessities. And then there were the gifts of women's clothing—what's the meaning of that?

William picked and chose, and soon spotted Fleur's gift.

It was a long, narrow box. When he opened it, he was surprised to find that it was a magic wand!

It's not a fake wand, but a genuine wand made in France.

William had a habit of collecting wands, and he himself had many spare wands.

For example, the Basilisk Horn Core and the Willow Wand that Cedric made.

In addition, there was a large number of magic wands seized by the French.

William was also taken aback when he looked at the description on the box:

Thirteen inches, well-toughened, cedar wood, Veela hair.

Needless to say, the core of the staff probably came from Fu Rong herself.

Veela hair can be used to make wands. The core of Fleur's wand came from her grandmother.

Furong has Veela blood; her hair is silver like Veela's and also possesses magic, making her a suitable core for a wand.

William waved his wand and whispered, "Burning Flames!"

An orange flame landed on the note and quickly ignited. William was destroying evidence to prevent Hermione from discovering that the core of the staff was Fleur's hair.

Otherwise, this wand would most likely have been confiscated.

William flicked his wand; its power was alright, but it was a bit too sensitive and not very easy to use.

It felt a lot like a Quake ball, covered in lubricant.

Although the ball is big and you play with it a lot, applying lubricant makes it slippery, which is not conducive to handling it carefully and also affects shooting.

There was also a letter in the box.

William's brows furrowed as he opened the package.

In her letter, Furong wrote: The Thunderbird appeared in Beauxbatons and attacked Emerald Lake on campus.

That night, Mrs. Maxim was admiring the moon and reciting poetry in the pavilion in the middle of the lake when she was suddenly struck by lightning.

The pavilion was smashed and collapsed, and she herself fell into the lake.

Maxim is furious and ready to kill the Thunderbird.

William felt sorry for Mrs. Maxime, but the thought of her large frame falling into the lake and struggling to doggy paddle... inexplicably made him laugh.

William was speechless. What on earth had that Thunderbird gone mad?

Why did you end up in Beauxbatons?

What is she looking for?

Hey sis, can you give this guy a heads-up?

William quickly opened Gabrielle's gift.

Gabrielle gave her a photo album containing family portraits, but mostly selfies of herself.

William was about to open Dumbledore's gift when he was drawn to something else.

It was a long, thin package, and its shape resembled a flying broom.

William tore open the package, and sure enough, it contained a flying broom:

The broom features a beautiful streamlined design, a high-quality ash wood handle, and a carefully selected birch branch at the end, which has been polished into a streamlined shape and has a gold registration number at the top.

William let go, and the broom automatically hovered in mid-air, without any support, at a perfect height for him to ride on.

—Fire crossbow bolts!

He examined the package carefully but couldn't find the giver's name.

Oh ho, still being mysterious?!

Woman, you've successfully caught my attention!

William stubbornly believed that it must have been a gift from some wealthy female fan, whose purpose was to discourage him from working hard.

William was about to ride it to check if it was a counterfeit when someone barged in.

It's Hermione and Anne!

The Ravenclaw door knocker problem was no challenge for the two women, as they had entered the Ravenclaw common room many times before.

Hermione blushed deeply, staring at the fire bolt, and shrieked, "I knew it, William! Someone anonymously sent you a Christmas present too!"

"Yes, did someone else give it to you?" William frowned slightly.

It seems she's not a wealthy woman, but rather a devoted fan of both of them.

After the Paris attacks, William and Hermione's fanatical fans grew in number. They received many letters and gifts every day.

"It's probably not a fan." Hermione seemed to know what William was thinking, and she said softly, "Anne received it too."

"That's right," Anne said, hands on her hips, chin held high, chest puffed out, making no attempt to hide her excitement.

"Brother, are you sure you didn't give me that fire crossbow bolt?"

William shook his head.

He had originally planned to give the Nimbus 2000 to Annie and then buy a new one for himself.

How could they possibly send fire crossbow bolts?

Since even Annie received a gift, it seems we can rule out fan behavior.

"Hermione, is yours also a fire bolt?" William asked after a moment's thought.

"No!" Hermione shook her head. "Mine is an invisibility cloak!"

Hermione handed her a greyish-black robe.

William's inspection revealed that it was indeed an invisibility cloak.

Strictly speaking, there are three types of invisibility cloaks:

It's made by casting an illusion spell on a regular cloak. This type of invisibility cloak is the least effective, and William could also make it.

The second type is a high-end product made from the fur of the Invisible Beast. It lasts a long time and has a good camouflage effect.

Finally, there's the invisibility cloak from the Deathly Hallows.

Hermione's invisibility cloak is made from the fur of an invisible beast, and its price is as high as that of the Firebolt.

Sending three expensive gifts anonymously... Where can you find such a wealthy friend?

The three of them sat on the bed, thinking for a long time without any clue.

The person who gave the gift knew William and his two companions well and was very generous with the money.

William's richest friends are Nico and Dumbledore.

Dumbledore only ever gave gifts that he made himself, and Nico would never give gifts anonymously.

Could it be the female werewolf Mormont? That doesn't make sense; she hasn't unified the French werewolf world yet.

She is still very poor, and William has been helping her all the time.

Clegane is even less likely to be included. The gift he sent was the Devil's Web, the very one Hermione released in his office last time.

Such a stingy person would never give such an expensive gift.

Professor Snape was even less likely to do so. He had given away potions this year, after all.

Professor Snape developed a specific antidote for the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider.

As was the custom last year, he gave William only a paltry three drops!

Professor Snape was the master of scarcity marketing.

Knowing William's personality, he would definitely want to research the antidote for the eight-eyed giant spider.

Only three drops were sent, making it impossible to analyze the ingredients.

Snape was just waiting for William to come knocking so he could raise the price.

An old vampire bat.

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(Seeking recommendations and monthly tickets from all the big shots at the beginning of the month.)

(End of this chapter)