Vincent and his friends were able to finalize the script and casting in just a few days, assemble a complete crew, and officially start filming. They all deeply felt the influence of the Black Family.
Especially Daphne. Although Greengrass is also one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, the principal of the Magical Drama Arts Academy cannot be dealt with with Gold Galleons.
Moreover, judging from Sirius Black's tone just now, he seems to really not care how Lupin will film the series, and he will continue filming even if it receives only negative reviews.
"Let's not talk about this anymore, let's go outside and build a snowman!"
Everyone looked out the window at the heavy snowfall. The world outside was covered in "White Snow" Tavern. Forbidden Forest 'Beauxbatons light blue carriage looked like a large, frosty pumpkin in winter, and Hagrid's Hut next to it looked like a gingerbread house sprinkled with icing sugar.
Looking towards the Black Lake, Durmstrang's large ship had a layer of ice on its hull and a layer of frost on its sails, making the whole ship look particularly smooth and shiny.
The suggestion to build a snowman immediately excited Gabrielle and Astoria.
"Then let's go."
The group arrived at the snow-covered area. It was especially cold outside the castle at the end of December, unlike Beauxbatons where there was constant temperature magic everywhere.
"Thank you." The Delacour sisters took the two down jackets Hermione handed them, and they felt much better after putting them on.
Vincent simply made a little Gu Gu with its wings raised high, while the twins were making more and more noise.
Two snowmen holding hands, one large and one small, the large one is ten meters tall and the small one is five meters tall.
Soon, the snowman's outline emerged.
The older one had narrow eyes and a large, hooked nose, while the younger one had his hair slicked back.
"This is..." Cedric looked at their unfinished work and felt that the two snowmen looked particularly familiar.
Fred added braids to the big snowman, and George added a pacifier to the little snowman.
"Pfft—hahaha—" Now everyone recognized him.
Snape with his braided hair holding Draco's pacifier hand—this heartwarming scene was forever etched in everyone's Magical Communicator.
In the season of heavy snowfall, after building a snowman, a snowball fight is naturally an essential activity.
Boys and girls were divided into separate groups, and as they played, more students joined in.
With two snowmen, one big and one small, holding hands as witnesses, the snowball fight, which involved over a hundred students, ended in a draw.
Back at the castle, Filch suddenly appeared and caught Harry and Ginny in the crowd.
"Go and clean the armor from the Third Floor Corridor and move it to my office. Don't use magic on it; we'll need it for tomorrow's Yule Ball."
He was looking at the bouncy twins as he spoke, clearly settling a personal score.
Harry was about to refuse, but Ginny agreed first.
Hermione smiled as she watched the two figures disappear upstairs.
Vincent was standing next to her, followed her gaze and asked, "You gave Ginny that idea?"
He grinned mischievously and whispered in her ear, "Try to create as many times as possible, without being deliberate, just the two of you. The more times you do it, the more you'll develop feelings for each other, and then..."
Hermione blushed and pretended to be clueless, saying, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Vincent took her little hand and drew a small hourglass on her palm. "How long do you think it will take them to be together?"
Even with the help of Time-Turner, it's taken this long; Ginny probably still has a long way to go.
Hermione withdrew her hand shyly, saying, "Everyone's here, you should tone it down a bit."
"Oh." Vincent lowered his head, looking rather unhappy.
Although it was probably an act, Hermione still managed to sneak a kiss on his cheek when no one was looking.
Are you still angry?
"Don't be angry anymore." Vincent took her outstretched hand. "Let's go, we still have some daily tasks to do in the Club Room."
Hermione glanced at the faint lip print on his face, and her rosy lips couldn't help but curl up slightly. "I have a feeling you'll have a lot of challengers today."
Why?
"For no reason, it's just my gut feeling."
Vincent stared at her playful eyes for a while, "Then there must be quite a few girls coming to challenge you."
The two chatted and laughed as they arrived at the Club Room. After completing the second round of daily tasks, they returned to the Great Hall and enjoyed a delicious dinner.
At exactly 12:00 AM,
Christmas Eve had just passed, Filch's footsteps patrolling the castle were still loud.
Meanwhile, in the Room of Requirement's secret base, Vincent and his friends are exchanging gifts.
They didn't return to their dormitories to rest until it was almost dawn.
When Vincent woke up, he found that his dorm room was, as in previous years, flooded with Christmas gifts.
Just then, an owl flew in through the window, its talons clutching a beautifully wrapped gift box.
Judging from this trend, it seems like this will continue in succession.
Vincent dismantled a small portion, many of which came from overseas, as a thank you for his heroic actions during the Death Eaters' attack on the World Cup camp.
With the help of her three roommates, the gifts are gradually decreasing.
They would take apart a few pieces and then another one would come along. They all complained that they could never finish taking apart all the pieces.
There were over 300,000 wizards in the camp at the time, so even if it was only one percent, there would still be over 3,000 wizards.
By noon, they decided not to unpack it anymore. Vincent placed a small box with an Undetectable Extension Charm on his bed, left a parchment with the words "Please leave the gift here," and then went out with his roommates.
"Hey—" James walked backwards to the front with a smug look on his face, "Guess who my dance partner is! There's a prize for the right guess!"
Alfred glanced at him without any politeness. "Anyway, she's not your goddess Phoebe."
James clutched his chest, heartbroken. "Ah Fu, you might as well just kill me."
When Phoebe invited Vincent, he immediately issued the challenge in his dorm room that very night.
The result was 10-0, a complete defeat for James.
Now that Alfred is bringing up the old story again, it's like tearing open his almost healed wound and sprinkling salt into it.
After a brief playful tussle, James raised his chin and walked ahead again. "Old Wen, guess who my dance partner is?"
"Hmm— Parvati?"
He stared wide-eyed at Vincent, his face filled with horror. "How did you know? Old Vincent, were you secretly following me?"
Vincent glanced down at his left hand.
He wore a custom-made Lauterlay Watch with two black and white Magical Runes on the minimalist dial, a Christmas gift from Hermione that morning.
My girlfriend told me.
James broke through the defense instantly, "That evil winner in life!"
Suddenly, he grinned mischievously at Alfred, who was still slightly out of breath. "Alfred, where are you? Still haven't found a dance partner?"
"Of course I did," Alfred, straightening his chest. "It's quite a coincidence, actually. I invited Parvati's twin sister, Padma."
James chuckled a few times, then put his arm around Neville with concern. "We both have dance partners now, want us to give you some advice?"
Neville smiled shyly. "Well, actually I already have a dance partner."
The three were surprised.
Who is it?
"Uh... Hannah of Hufflepuff."
"That girl with two golden braids, who was always in your group during Herbology?"
Neville scratched the back of his neck and nodded somewhat embarrassedly.
The three of them looked at each other with relief, each feeling a sense of pride that their own child had finally grown up.