Cygnus Is Bright Tonight

William's last Christmas holiday as a student was finally coming to an end.

He was still a little sad.

I originally wanted to continue interacting with everyone as a student, but I didn't expect to be met with their admiration.

He's not pretending anymore; he's laid his cards on the table.

After graduation, he became an ordinary professor of Ancient Runes, keeping his distance from students and not trying to take advantage of Hogwarts.

When it comes to maintaining distance from students, especially female students, this is really important, and William, as a teacher, truly understands this deeply.

During this holiday, he refined Philosopher's Stone, which weakened and depleted his body. Instead of recovering, his condition worsened.

It was because he didn't keep a proper distance from Hermione, the female student.

Sigh, it's a bittersweet experience... Please step up your efforts!

Compared to William's slight physical "pain," the safety of the students is a more important matter.

The Death Eaters have gone mad, launching repeated attacks on key officials of the Ministry of Magic during the holiday.

When an organization or force attempts to solve problems through terrorism and assassination, its demise is truly not far off.

They are about to face the wrath of most ordinary wizards and be engulfed in a vast ocean of people's wizard war.

As a Marxist warrior dedicated to taking the five Dragon-Slaying Techniques and adapting them to the British Isles, William was quite certain of this.

However, the necessary security measures still need to be taken.

To ensure student safety, express trains were not used again this time; instead, a one-time Floo Network was arranged.

So the day before school started, William, along with Hermione, Anne, and Luna, went straight from the fireplace in his house back to his Ancient Runes office.

Luna spent the entire holiday at William's house.

It wasn't that she didn't want to go home, but her father... had disappeared.

That's right, the Death Eaters were wiped out after the attack that night.

Of course, having been outmaneuvered by William, Voldemort had already fled.

But if you hold back for a while, you'll only get angrier; if you back down, you'll only feel like you've lost out.

The Dark Lord, with nowhere to vent his anger, flew around for a while, then sneaked back and burned Lovegood's house down.

That's truly tasteless; that's all the Dark Lord can do.

Shameful!

But poor Lovegood was tricked by William into attending a fake sales event.

Although they escaped unscathed, they returned to find that... their home had been burgled.

Enraged and seeking revenge, he worked overtime in the safe house provided by William to photocopy "The Life and Lies of You-Know-Who".

Thanks to him, production capacity increased dramatically.

William, who originally disliked the scarcity marketing strategy, was happy that the book could be sold in large quantities, so that everyone could have a copy.

Only in this way can the fear of Voldemort be overcome.

As William walked out of the Ancient Runes office, he saw many returning students, each holding a biography and whispering among themselves.

Moaning Myrtle was pleased; she had inexplicably become Tom's first love, and she even enjoyed this change of status.

I used to be a nobody, the kind everyone disliked, but now...

Every day, countless students line up to ask her about Voldemort's story.

At this time every year, Moaning Myrtle would take out her handkerchief, wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and cry out:

I was so stupid, so very stupid!

Tom's reputation has deteriorated even more than William's.

On his way to the Great Hall, William unexpectedly ran into Ron and Ginny.

The two arrived in a hurry, their faces flushed and panting.

After the twins graduated, the Weasley, who were the only remaining members of the school, had a very poor relationship.

A brotherly and sisterly relationship is impossible for them; they're not even willing to maintain a facade of brotherhood and sisterhood.

I didn't expect that we would come together.

"William, Harry is missing," Ron asked urgently.

"We searched every corner of the school but couldn't find it, and no one replied to our letters," Ginny said.

Do you know where he is?

William nodded and said, "I know where Harry is. He'll definitely be back at school. Don't worry."

On the night Harry disappeared, William sent out a little bird, and by midnight, he had located him.

Sure enough, it was at Snape's house.

So Harry went back and confirmed that Snape and Lily had once been close friends.

I wonder what Harry's reaction was upon discovering this.

Anyway, Snape was furious, and according to him, he decided to lock Harry up for half a month as punishment.

It's pretty outrageous anyway. Who would have thought that Harry would spend Christmas at Snape's house?

But this matter cannot be allowed to get out, since Harry has no reason, morally or logically, to stay at Snape's house.

If Voldemort had known, Snape wouldn't have captured Harry and given him to him.

Or perhaps it involves Lily, which could affect Snape's ability to continue as a spy.

Therefore, this matter was confidential, and William only told the two of them that Harry had been with Dumbledore during this time.

"Now that he's alright, I'm relieved." Ginny breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the agitated Ginny, William had a feeling Dean was being cuckolded.

Just then, they suddenly heard a loud scream, "Roar... Roar!"

The affected, pretentious voice and the repulsive nickname truly disgusted everyone present.

They turned around and saw Lavender suddenly appear out of nowhere, leaping into Ron's arms.

Ron's face flushed red.

Ignoring the occasion, Lavender chuckled sweetly, "Luoluo, do you like the Christmas present I gave you?"

Ron scratched his head. Could he say... he threw it in the trash?

Ginny made a S.P.E.W. face, mimicking Lavender's voice, and deliberately mocked, "I only feel sorry for my brother."

Ron's face turned even redder, like a spoiled dragon fruit.

Lavender didn't mind at all, and in full view of everyone, he got into a standing wrestling match with Ron.

Their lips began to kiss passionately; biting would be a more apt description.

The group quickly left, clearing the battlefield and leaving the couple to continue fighting in the corridor.

"Wouldn't a kiss be boring?" Walking down the street, Luna offered this blunt, "straight woman" assessment:

"As an activity, kissing doesn't come in many different forms, right?"

"You don't understand, Luna," William laughed. "The most exciting sports often only require a few simple movements."

Just like high-end ingredients, they generally only require the simplest cooking methods...

Anne, Luna, and Ginny, the three little girls, stared blankly at him, not understanding what he meant.

Hermione rolled her eyes at William, then secretly pinched his waist with two fingers.

Your movements didn't seem that simple either.

He's always begging me to learn yoga!

When I entered the Great Hall, quite a few students had already arrived.

William parted ways with the girls and, under the watchful eyes of all the students, walked toward the faculty desk.

Surprisingly, William actually saw Professor Firenze, the Centaur had never appeared in the Great Hall before.

William, a Centaur expert who even hired a female Centaur named Fire Kiss to conduct experiments on him, has an unparalleled understanding of this race.

So he took the initiative and greeted them warmly, saying:

"Professor Firenze, it's been a long time. The moon is very bright tonight."

The four hooves of the man named Firenze were curled up as he sat on a high chair, gazing up at the bright ceiling, and murmured:

"The Cygnus is brighter tonight, Centaur can see ultra-high-energy cosmic accelerators and gamma photons."

This foreshadows the resurgence of an even more terrifying force...

William was completely bewildered. Was this not going to be the expected outcome?

And why, even though he clearly understood each word Firenze said, did he not understand the meaning when they were put together?

All I can say is... he didn't understand, but he was deeply shocked.