Horatio Hunted by a Little Witch

The day before the end of the school year, Horatio found Dumbledore and expressed his desire to stay at school for the holidays.

Dumbledore replied, "Impossible. You're like a husky. After all the trouble it took to let you out, how could I possibly let you stay and tear up the house?"

Horatio said that if he couldn't stay at school, he wanted to take Nut with him, otherwise, there would be no one to look after it.

Dumbledore said, "Impossible. Hippogriffs cannot appear in the Muggle world, and the Ministry of Magic will cause you trouble. Hagrid will take good care of it if you stay at Hogwarts."

Horatio said, "That's fine, then. Can I prepare to learn to dive during the holidays?"

"Diving? You can, but why are you learning to dive?"

"To find the continental shelf of England and see if I can blow it up, so I can film a Hogwarts version of Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea next year."

"..."

"Did you just ask if you could take Nut out of Hogwarts? I agree, but remember to use a Disillusionment Charm to hide it well." Dumbledore compromised, not wanting to spend next year as a mermaid principal submerged in water.

Horatio replied, "Are you looking down on my Alchemy? I already loaded the invisibility function into Nut's saddle."

Afterward, Horatio walked out of the Headmaster's office, inwardly sneering. His biggest gain at Hogwarts this year was realizing that people constantly compromise. If you put both a bomb and a nuclear bomb in front of Dumbledore, he would obediently choose the bomb.

Horatio hummed a cheerful tune as he walked towards his greenhouse.

As soon as he reached the entrance, Nut rushed towards Horatio like the wind, affectionately nuzzling his cheek with its eagle head.

Horatio stroked its soft feathers and said, "Alright, alright, Dumbledore agreed that we can spend the holidays together."

Looking at house elf unit 3, the Quirrell alchemy puppet being used for waste utilization, harvesting Houttuynia cordata in the greenhouse, he couldn't help but miss the benefits of house elf units 1 and 2.

Neville, who came to visit Harry in the infirmary, and Harry, lying in bed, both shivered simultaneously, as if they were being targeted by something unclean.

Harry showed Neville the photos of his parents collected by Hagrid. Neville was pleasantly surprised to find a photo of his parents with Harry's parents.

The two kept discussing their parents' relationship until Madam Pomfrey kicked Neville out of the hospital wing.

The next day, Harry was discharged from the hospital wing after numerous checks by Madam Pomfrey and arrived at the Great Hall, where students from various houses sat around three wooden tables and one golden table.

Slytherin students glared enviously at the Gryffindor students showing off. Malfoy had originally wanted his father to get a golden table for Slytherin too, but he reconsidered, realizing how many Galleons it would cost and that his father would never agree.

Professor McGonagall looked at the smug Gryffindor students below with a headache. The newly ordered long table hadn't arrived yet, so they had to make do.

At this moment, Horatio sneakily crept in through the Great Hall doors and sat in the empty seat next to Hermione.

Hermione asked curiously, "Where were you?"

Horatio replied with a straight face, "In the restroom."

"Then why were you acting so shifty?"

"I'm socially anxious, you know. I'm afraid of being stared at by everyone."

"You? Socially anxious?" Hermione was speechless. "Fine, I don't care about you anymore."

Dumbledore arrived at the Great Hall, and the entire student body gradually quieted down, even the Gryffindors fell silent.

The school year is over! Dumbledore said excitedly, "Before we indulge in these delicious dishes, we must first have the House Cup award ceremony. The specific scores for each house are as follows: Gryffindor, 372 points; Hufflepuff, 352 points; Ravenclaw, 426 points; Slytherin, 472 points."

A thunderous cheer erupted from the Slytherin table.

Dumbledore continued, "However, recent events must also be taken into account."

"First, Mr. Horatio Quibble attacked Professor Snape. Gryffindor loses 50 points. Although Professor Snape has stated he will not pursue the matter, such behavior is not to be encouraged. Considering all factors, Gryffindor is deducted 50 points as punishment."

Harry looked at Dumbledore with confusion. The innocent Harry thought Horatio had attacked Professor Snape under Voldemort's control.

Hermione turned her head and glared fiercely at Horatio. She knew the truth.

The young wizards in the Great Hall looked at Horatio with admiration, wondering how he managed to be unharmed after attacking Professor Snape and preventing him from pursuing the matter.

Horatio remained calm. "You deduct your points, I'll do my thing." Compared to deducting points from Gryffindor, he was more excited about the big surprise he had prepared for Dumbledore later.

"Second, Mr. Ron Weasley won the most brilliant game of wizard's chess Hogwarts has seen in many years. I am awarding the Gryffindor house fifty points for this."

"Third, Miss Hermione Granger calmly engaged in logical reasoning in the face of raging fire. I am awarding the Gryffindor house fifty points."

"Fourth, Mr. Harry Potter," Dumbledore paused, "he displayed fearless courage and extraordinary bravery. For this, I am awarding Gryffindor house sixty points."

The cheers from Gryffindor students almost blew off the enchanted ceiling. They stood up and cheered loudly. Harry pulled Ron and looked at Malfoy as if he were a clown. Malfoy felt his nose redden, and his body stiffened as if he had been Petrified.

As the green drapes in the Great Hall turned scarlet, the silver turned to gold, and the giant serpents turned into lions, the cheers of Gryffindor finally subsided after a long time.

As the young wizards returned to their seats, an extremely lavish feast appeared on the long tables. The young wizards, who were already a bit hungry, immediately began to savor the delicacies.

"Horatio, aren't you eating?" Hermione looked at Horatio, who hadn't touched his chopsticks and was instead staring at his watch as if timing something.

"Mm, I'm not hungry. It should be time soon."

"Time for what?"

As time passed, the young male wizards present felt something was wrong. They seemed to be missing something. Looking up, they discovered that their former companions had all turned into little girlfriends.

All the young male wizards in the school, except for Horatio, had unexpectedly turned into little witches. Harry, Ron, and Neville exchanged glances, looking at each other's delicate faces, and couldn't help but lower their heads, blushing.

Malfoy, now a young lady, couldn't help but vomit as she looked at Crabbe and Goyle, who had transformed into girls. The sight of them had been too much for her eyes.

Crabbe and Goyle, also looking at Malfoy, were captivated by her beautiful cheeks and felt an urge to touch her. Malfoy couldn't help but yell at them, "What do you think you're doing?"

Her voice was so melodious that the young witches on the Slytherin side couldn't help but look at her.

Snape looked at Miss Harry, who was exactly like Lily when she was young. Suppressing the emotions stirring within him, he quickly walked to the students' dining table, packed some food, and said to Dumbledore, "I'm going to analyze the ingredients." Then he quickly left the hall.

"Hahahaha, this is hilarious." The only young male witch in the entire hall was clutching his stomach and rolling on the ground with laughter.

All eyes turned to him. Horatio wiped the tears of joy from the corners of his eyes, jumped onto his stool, took out a megaphone, and shouted at the hall, "I declare that Hogwarts Girls' School is officially established."

"Beat him up!!!" a young witch shouted from somewhere.

Countless spells flew towards him. He dodged them like a slippery loach, making faces at them. "Come and catch me. If you catch me, I'll let you... hehehe."

Then he ran out of the hall, mounted Nut, who had been waiting at the entrance, and flew into the sky under the pursuit of a crowd of young witches.