A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 883 Santa Claus's Hometown

After Hermione finished reading the story, she closed the book and stretched.

William handed her his thermos of goji berries, which she took and used to moisten her throat.

Hermione put down her cup, tidied up her book, then turned to William, puzzled.

"I read the story of 'The Snow Queen' when I was a child, but it is very different from the current version."

"That's normal," William said softly. "Stories can easily change as they are passed down."

I asked the twins.

They listened to Mrs. Weasley tell the story of the three brothers at midnight.

The story of Beedle the Bard, given by Dumbledore, takes place at dusk.

Furthermore, there are many different versions of the story of the three brothers alone.

It would be strange if there were no differences.

Hermione seemed thoughtful, then whispered, "But Lappland is so vast, which village should we look for?"

William reached out and ruffled her hair, smiling slightly.

"If you're looking for reindeer, there's only one village in Lappland... that's our destination."

That place is very famous, how come you didn't remember it?

Hermione looked at William in confusion, tilted her head and thought for a moment, but still couldn't remember.

But William showed no intention of revealing the answer, annoyingly keeping everyone in suspense.

Hermione glared at his smug smile, rolled her eyes, and then, sitting sideways, leaned forward, pressing her chest against his arm.

William didn't pay much attention at first, thinking that Hermione was sitting in his lap and was a little uncomfortable, wanting to change her position.

But as he could feel her restless, perky shape more and more clearly in his arms... William began to feel hot all over.

Oh dear, the heating must have been turned up too high!

Of course, there's also the heat generated by friction.

Hermione, seeing that her plan was about to succeed, predictably blocked William's outstretched claws, then knelt on the carpet and dodged to the other side.

After climbing a few steps, she turned her head and smiled smugly:

"That'll teach you to tell me where it is!!"

William grabbed Hermione's pale ankle, and the girl screamed, wriggling on the blanket like a caterpillar.

But William simply pulled her back into his arms, not allowing her to move.

Hermione tilted her head back, resting it on William's arm, her eyes half-closed, looking up at the rascal, and asked in a coquettish tone:

"Where is it? Tell me quickly!"

William reached out, slipped his hand inside her collar, and grasped a smooth, full mound before smiling contentedly:

"If you can beat me tonight, I'll tell you..."

He reached in with both hands, and Hermione's breathing quickened, emitting a soft, nasal sound.

Heavy snow fell.

Reindeer pulled the carriage, running smoothly across the snow.

The creaking sound continued incessantly.

I don't know if it was caused by the wheels running over the snow... or some other reason.

The carriage had passed by, leaving only two clear tracks on the ground.

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Lapland,

It is an extremely vast region.

It is located in the northern part of Norway, Sweden, and Finland, and also includes the northwestern part of Russia near the Arctic Circle.

Three-quarters of it lies within the Arctic Circle, boasting unique polar scenery and indigenous culture.

Due to its unique geographical location, this is one of the best places in the world to view the aurora borealis.

Of course, Lapland is most famous not only for the aurora borealis, but also for Santa Claus.

Santa Claus's hometown is Santa Claus Village in Lapland, northern Finland.

This is also where the legend of Santa Claus began.

In fact, there has always been debate in various countries about the origin of Santa Claus.

Not to mention the five Nordic countries, they fought tooth and nail for legitimacy.

In addition, a number of other countries, including Germany, the Netherlands, and Canada, also got involved.

They all believe that Santa Claus comes from their own country.

It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, let's argue about it first!

This is somewhat similar to the competition for the birthplaces of famous figures in the ancient Celestial Empire.

The birthplace of the Yellow Emperor, the birthplace of Lao Tzu... even the birthplace of Ximen Qing is being contested!

However, the debate over Santa Claus's hometown... is almost a settled matter.

Because just four months earlier, on the eve of Christmas 1995.

UN Secretary-General Boutros Boutros-Ghali wrote a letter to Santa Claus to extend his holiday greetings.

This letter was sent to Santa Claus Village in the Lapland region.

This is essentially an official stamp from the United Nations, formally acknowledging that Finland is the home of Santa Claus.

Why do I say almost?

In response to this official "unethical" behavior, the 40th World Santa Claus Congress launched a vote this year.

The voted hometown of Santa Claus is Greenland.

The reason Greenland was elected is quite simple:

The conference has always been hosted by Denmark, and the chairman of the conference is also... a Dane.

Of course, I'd choose my own country.

Of course, in order to maintain his legitimate status, the Finnish Santa Claus refuses to attend such events.

They claimed that the other party was a fake old man!

Regardless of the debate, one thing is undeniable:

In the Lapland region, if you want to find reindeer and clues to the Ice Queen's Palace, you definitely have to go to Santa Claus Village.

Grindelwald's location is right in the Ice Queen's Palace... which is north of the North Sea!

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early morning,

The black carriage, which had been creaking all night, finally stopped making noise and came to a stop in mid-air.

The carriage has already been enchanted with a Disillusionment Charm, so there's no need to worry about it being seen by Muggles.

William, feeling utterly drained, opened the window, clutched his aching back, and stood on the carriage, peering out, searching for any trace of the wizard.

He naturally lost last night, so he had no choice but to honestly tell Hermione the address.

They are currently on the outskirts of Santa Claus Village.

Wizards generally prefer to live among Muggles, and purely wizarding villages like Hogsmeade are relatively rare.

Therefore, there must be a wizard or... magical creature in this village.

For example, the snowman and Olaf from the Snow Queen story.

Maybe we can find Grindelwald here.

However, even though it was already daytime, the sky was still very dark and visibility was not high.

the reason is simple:

Lapland is located within the Arctic Circle and is currently experiencing polar night. It will return to polar day in late March or early April.

The Easter holiday falls right at this transition point, so the polar night won't last more than a few days before we can enjoy the midnight sun.

Just as William was searching, he suddenly heard singing coming from the village.

The voice was ethereal and beautiful, as if it possessed a magical power, drawing people to it.

William was stunned for several seconds. Suddenly, he remembered something and took out a blue conch shell from the safety watch.

He placed the conch shell in his ear, and a magical song began to play.

This conch shell was a Christmas gift from Furong; it contains Veela's singing voice... which helps with sleep.

The songs in the village and the melodies in the conch shell are different, but the magic... feels like they share the same origin.

Hermione poked her head out of the carriage, still exhausted and wanting to sleep in, and exclaimed excitedly:

"William, this wand is heating up! There are Veelas in the village!"

William turned to look at Hermione, who was holding a wand.

This wand was a Christmas gift Fleur gave to William earlier.

The core of the wand is Fleur's hair... As a half-Veele, her hair also possesses magic and can be used to make wands.

But it's too sensitive, and William doesn't find it convenient to use.

Hermione, however, found it to be a perfect match, and she kept it, using it as a second wand.

Clearly, the wand also sensed the magic in the Veela's song.

This is entirely possible.

In Ollivander's words:

"Wands choose wizards, and they also learn from wizards."

Grigorovich also believes:

"Wands are almost sentient beings. Although they cannot think or communicate like humans, they can still exhibit certain behaviors according to their own will."

At this moment, the Veela core wand is autonomously sensing the Veela.

"Let's go and take a look at the village."

William flicked the reins, bringing the reindeer to the ground.

He suddenly remembered Professor Babling... this mixed-race Veela was from Northern Europe.

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