Another Christmas

Xiwen, Newt, and Dumbledore soon parted ways on the Seventh Floor of Hogwarts Castle.

Even on Christmas Day, Dumbledore decided to work overtime, preparing to go to the Albania Forest to investigate the hideous-looking dark wizard and the strange entity possessing him.

Newt, on the other hand, planned to head to the edge of the Forbidden Forest to find Professor Kettleburn and ask him to help heal the Fantastic Beasts Beast his suitcase that had been injured in their battle with the corrupted beasts.

Xiwen, having stayed up all night and experienced intense battles and the mental strain of Transformation, felt extremely tired and just wanted to go home immediately, collapse into bed, and get a good night's sleep.

So he opened the Dimensional Gate to the Rosier Family directly on the Seventh Floor of the Main Tower, and quickly and easily returned to his luxurious living room.

"I heard you went to Animagus Transformation, so you didn't come back with me for Christmas Eve?" Sandrine leaned gracefully against the sofa, looking at Xiwen with a half-smile.

Although she spoke in a blaming tone, Xiwen keenly noticed that Sandrine, who always took great care of her appearance, now had noticeable dark circles under her eyes, as if she hadn't slept all night.

Clearly, she had been worried all night about Xiwen going to perform the dangerous Animagus Transformation.

Seeing this, Xiwen coughed lightly and said somewhat awkwardly, "It's just that we've encountered the right opportunity. If we had missed it, who knows how long we would have had to wait for the next suitable opportunity."

He dared not tell Sandrine the truth.

After all, just being told that he was going to practice Animagus Transformation and that a Transformation master like Dumbledore would be looking after him was enough to keep her up at night. If she knew that Xiwen had actually gone to fight a dark wizard, who knows how worried she would be!

Sandrine had initially wanted to scold Xiwen a bit, telling him to remember his promise to her. But seeing the weariness on Xiwen's face, she finally softened and sighed softly.

"You've been so busy Animagus Transformation that you haven't slept all night, have you?" Sandrine smiled gently and said to Xiwen. "Go back to your room and get some sleep. Show me your new creation when you're awake!"

"You should go back and get some sleep, Mom," Xiwen said with a smile and a nod. "You really don't need to worry about me so much."

"I'm not worried if you don't make things difficult for me!" Sandrine said, pursing her lips in a noncommittal tone.

Xiwen was speechless for a moment, and walked back to his room dejectedly.

As soon as he entered the room, he collapsed heavily onto the soft bed and quickly fell into a deep sleep...

In the Rosier Family's yard, the House-Elf Millie was diligently sweeping the snow.

She would snap her the Snap every now and then, which would separate the snow on the road to both sides, leaving a clean path for the homeowners to walk on.

Just then, a completely transparent "ghost" floated in front of Millie and gently called her name.

"Ah!!" Millie was startled by the sudden appearance of the ghost and jumped up from the spot.

"Hee hee hee... Young Master Xiwen, what happened to you?!" Seeing the transparent ghost, Millie's tears streamed down her face, and she sobbed sadly. "You were so young, how could you die so young! Waaaaah--"

The "ghost," his face darkening, looked at the sobbing Millie before him and said helplessly, "I'm not dead, Millie. It's just Soul Projection, a kind of magic!"

It turned out that before going to bed, Xiwen had caught a glimpse of a Christmas tree outside her room. Underneath that tree, there were already some scattered gifts piled up.

Xiwen then realized that today was Christmas Day, and according to previous years, all the Christmas gifts should have already been sent out by this time.

As the most important festival of the year in England, exchanging gifts is not only a tradition, but also an important way to maintain relationships and express feelings. In this country, failing to give gifts to close friends or family members might actually lead to unnecessary misunderstandings.

Such misunderstandings can damage relationships between people.

However, Xiwen has been so engrossed in preparing for the Animagus Transformation that he hasn't thought about getting Christmas gifts for his friends, family, and elders.

Furthermore, given that different friends live in different locations, sending gifts now doesn't guarantee the owl will deliver them on Christmas Day. Therefore, Xiwen really doesn't have much time left to prepare gifts!

Xiwen wanted to spring out of bed, prepare and mail the gift, and then go back to sleep. However, the intense drowsiness made the soft bed feel like a giant suction cup, leaving Xiwen with absolutely no motivation to get out.

So he came up with a crazy idea—his body would lie in bed sleeping, Soul Body would come out to prepare gifts!

Now, the Sub-Soul within Xiwen's body is quite solidified, and it can move around outside his body for a period of time without any problems.

Because the Sub-Soul's appearance was exactly like the Young Wizard Xiwen, this led to a rather comical situation— Millie mistook Xiwen for a ghost, thinking he had died young...

"Young Master Xiwen, are you really not dead?" Millie asked, wiping away the tears still streaming from her big eyes with her small hands.

"Really, no! I was just so tired that I thought of using Soul Projection experience to get out of my body." Xiwen smiled helplessly and apologized to Millie. "Sorry, Millie, I really didn't mean to scare you. I'll be more careful next time."

"Ahhh, Your Highness Master Xiwen doesn't need to apologize to me!" Millie gasped, covering her mouth in shock at Xiwen's apology. "It's all Millie's fault! Millie is making a big fuss over nothing! Millie is a bad House-Elf!"

Xiwen was already used to the personalities of House-Elf and knew that the only way to interrupt their self-reflection was to immediately assign them something else to do.

So he said, "Millie, I need to buy some things as Christmas presents, and I'll need your help."

With the help of Millie, the House-Elf, Xiwen received many exquisite little gifts from Diagon Alley and packed them into different Christmas-themed wrappers.

Because of time constraints, this year's gift was naturally not as thoughtful as last Christmas's, and it was no longer an alchemical product he had made himself.

However, each and every gift was personally selected by him, so it was by no means a perfunctory gesture.

To ensure all his friends received their gifts on Christmas Day, Xiwen not only had Millie deliver the vast majority of the gifts to the Owl Post with express mail, but he also personally opened several Dimensional Gate, leading directly to the homes of his friends in remote areas.

The three owls of the Rosier Family would often fly through the golden halo looking completely bewildered, only to find themselves nearing their destination. Then, still bewildered, they would deliver their gifts and fly back through the halo to the Rosier Family's yard.

The delivery efficiency was incredibly high; all the gifts were sent out very quickly!

After confirming that no one's gift had been missed, Xiwen's Sub-Soul breathed a long sigh of relief and snuggled back into his body on the soft bed.

Finally, I can get a good night's sleep!