Douhua Must Be Eaten Sweet

In the early morning of mid-December, Hogwarts Castle welcomed its first snow of the year as it slept.

"Ron, what exactly is that thing Hagrid brought from Gringotts?" Harry asked Ron, stuffing a meat patty into his mouth.

A few days prior, Horatio had intentionally taken Harry to see the three-headed dog, Fluffy, guarding that classroom, and guided Harry to seek the truth.

"Hermione, did you find out who Nicolas Flamel is?" Harry asked Hermione, using the name he'd gotten from Hagrid yesterday.

"No, I checked all the famous wizards from the past hundred years, and I couldn't find the name Nicolas Flamel," Hermione replied, angrily attacking a sandwich.

"Why don't you ask Horatio? Maybe he knows something?" Ron asked, putting down the braised pork trotters he was holding.

"Ask him? How happy do you think he is right now?" Hermione glared coldly at Horatio, who was currently surrounded by young witches from all the houses.

"I'm full." Hermione, clutching the books beside her, hurried out of the Great Hall. The cover of a book in her arms clearly read Deep Palace Secrets: How to Seduce Those Alluring Butterflies.

Harry and Ron exchanged a look and shook their heads helplessly.

With a week left until Christmas, Professor McGonagall came to the Gryffindor common room to register students staying for the holidays.

"Aren't you going back to the orphanage to visit?" Professor McGonagall asked Horatio, who had come to register, with a speechless expression.

"What's there to go back to at the orphanage? I absolutely love Hogwarts. The environment here is great, and the people here are so interesting to talk to. I'm not going back, not going back."

Professor McGonagall put her hand to her forehead. She had originally planned to visit her hometown during Christmas, but this little brat was staying, so she had to stay and keep an eye on him. Otherwise, who knew if Hogwarts would still be around when she returned after the holiday.

Horatio felt that Professor McGonagall truly understood him. He planned to take advantage of the sparse crowd to conduct a strength test on Hogwarts, to see how many bombs it would take to dismantle it.

The day before Christmas, Hermione successfully evolved into "Granny Hermione" and drove away all the young witches around Horatio.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the station." Horatio took Hermione's hand and rode on Nott.

Hermione looked triumphantly at the resentful expressions of the surrounding young witches, and perhaps young wizards, too. She sat behind Horatio, hugged his waist tightly, and buried her head against his back.

With a loud eagle's cry, Nott flapped his wings while running, soaring into the sky under the envious gazes of many young wizards, flying out of Hogwarts.

"Hermione, don't hug so tightly. Your flat chest is digging into me," Horatio said as he piloted Nott, feeling the hard ribs behind him.

A cross appeared on Hermione's forehead, and she began to punch Horatio's back with her small fists.

"Stop hitting me, I was wrong," Horatio pleaded. "By the way, I have something to tell you."

Horatio told Hermione about his plan with Dumbledore and invited her to join.

Hermione thought for a moment and agreed. Horatio breathed a sigh of relief. Without Hermione's help, Harry and the others would never get past Snape in a million years.

"Remember to keep it a secret from Harry and Ron," Horatio said as he took Hermione to the platform. "I'll have Isis bring you your Christmas present."

Hermione nodded, hugged Horatio tightly, turned, and walked towards the Hogwarts Express, waving at Horatio from the carriage.

Horatio waited until the train had gradually pulled away from the platform before mounting Nott and returning to Hogwarts.

On the first day of Christmas, Harry and Ron were bored, playing Wizard's Chess.

"What do you think Horatio is doing?" Harry asked, watching Horatio face the Great Hall wall, seemingly doing something.

"I don't know. Also, Harry, you've been checkmated," Ron said after his queen captured Harry's rook.

At this moment, Horatio faced the Great Hall wall, took out a can of red spray paint, drew a circle on the wall, and wrote the Chinese character "Demolish" in the middle.

Horatio nodded. Based on his visual estimation, this wall was likely the load-bearing wall of the Great Hall. He then calculated its strength and estimated how much explosive would be needed to blast it down.

After finishing his calculations, he began taking detonators out of a cloth bag and inserting them into the wall cracks.

Just as he was about to take out the ignition device, he felt something in the cloth bag vibrating.

Horatio took out the Fleur Alarm and saw it flashing red light. "That's not right? Isn't this Hogwarts? Why is this thing ringing? Could it be broken?"

Just as Horatio was about to dismantle the device to see what was wrong, he heard a familiar roar from the entrance of the Great Hall.

"Horatio!!!"

Horatio turned and saw Dumbledore leading a girl with blue robes, silver hair, and blue eyes standing at the entrance.

"Fleur???" Horatio stumbled back a few steps in shock, unable to believe his eyes.

Fleur rushed towards Horatio like a blue hedgehog, grabbed his ear, and said, "Horatio, you've grown taller since we last met! You owe me an explanation for calling me a 'white-haired witchy old hag,' a 'blue-robed, blue-eyed washboard,' and a 'violent ape'! You even dared to burn my Howler. A few days without a beating, and you're already climbing the roof and tearing down the tiles."

Fleur pinned Horatio to the ground and beat him soundly. Horatio apologized through his screams.

Dumbledore approached. He didn't stop Fleur from beating Horatio, but silently removed the detonators from the wall cracks. Then, with a gloating expression, he watched Horatio and said, "Little brat, someone can finally deal with you."

Seeing Dumbledore's gloating expression, Horatio instantly realized that he had brought Fleur to Hogwarts. "Old man, you're finished. I'm going to burn all those old man photos in your drawers, and your book 'Passionate Years in the Barn' won't be spared either."

Dumbledore turned pale with shock and quickly ran back to the Headmaster's office, setting up the highest level of protection for those books.

Professor McGonagall, with a look of relief, took Fleur's hand and expressed her earnest hope that Fleur would transfer to Hogwarts, promising to teach her everything she knew.

Fleur, considering Madam Maxime's nurturing, politely declined Professor McGonagall's offer.

Professor McGonagall looked disappointed.

Fleur then added that she would consider coming to Hogwarts as a teaching assistant after her graduation.

Professor McGonagall excitedly issued Fleur an invitation to be a Transfiguration teaching assistant on the spot, saying she could come anytime, even before graduation.

Late at night, a dark figure with bloodshot eyes darted into the Great Hall and began setting up the stage.

The next morning, when Harry and Ron arrived for breakfast, they found a large stage had been set up in the center of the hall.

Two young men were performing a play on it. One, a blond youth, called himself Gellert Grindelwald, and the other, a red-haired youth, called himself Dumbledore Jr.

They met and fell in love in a house, solidified their relationship in a barn, and when they walked hand-in-hand into the temple of marriage, a young man named Newt jumped out and snatched Gellert Grindelwald away in front of Dumbledore Jr.

Dumbledore Jr. went through countless hardships to finally find Gellert Grindelwald, but the two parted ways due to a disagreement over whether tofu pudding should be eaten savory or sweet.

When Gellert Grindelwald was about to lead the Sweet Faction to rule the world, Dumbledore Jr. stopped him. In the end, Gellert Grindelwald fell into Dumbledore Jr.'s arms and, with his last breath, stroked Dumbledore Jr.'s face and said, "Tofu pudding must be eaten sweet."

From then on, Dumbledore Jr. cherished sugar as his life, adding it to everything he ate.