Chapter 200 Christmas Gift

Rolf not only knows how to dance, but also is proficient in all kinds of dances. He is more than qualified to be a little teacher for Shirley.

Speaking of which, he learned dancing from Margaret. She used to force him to wear some strange dance clothes and practice various dance steps.

It was a period of torture that he could not bear to look back on.

But since Rolf started teaching Shirley to dance, he was surprised to find that teaching others to dance was an extremely enjoyable and happy thing.

In this process, you can fully mobilize and master every detail of the girl's body and let her do any strange movements.

The question is... dance requirements!

Rolf used to teach Shirley to practice swords. In comparison, swordsmanship can only master the girl's hands and adjust their correct grip... It is not a level of happiness at all.

Sure enough, Margaret is too many versions ahead of Rolf, and he has to learn from her slowly!

So before Christmas, Rolf did almost nothing else, and devoted himself to being close to Shirley... ah, dancing.

In addition to the two of them, many students were practicing dancing. After all, no one wanted to be good at nothing and then make a fool of themselves at the Christmas dance.

In this warm atmosphere, the much-anticipated Christmas finally came.

In the early morning, McMillan was awakened by a "coo" sound. He opened his eyes and saw an owl swooping down on him and then began to "drop bombs".

A gift box fell from the sky and hit him on the head.

McMillan screamed "Ouch". When he was about to get up and catch the owl, he found that his bed was full of gifts.

He shouted excitedly, and the shouting woke up Rolf, Neville and Justin.

Justin rubbed his sleepy eyes and muttered sleepily:

"Ernie, you'd better have a legitimate reason to wake me up, otherwise I will definitely get into your bed and let you feel what it means to sleep without disturbing the dragon and the dragon crash."

"Justin, I received a lot of Christmas gifts." McMillan laughed proudly.

"I only had fourteen gifts last year, but this year I got so many. Have other girls finally discovered how handsome I am?"

Justin looked up and found that there were a lot of gifts piled on his bed. He picked up a gift box and read the label in the light of the fireplace:

"For my beloved Luo... Oh, brother, you may be happy for nothing."

Justin smiled and said, "They are all gifts from Rolf."

"What?!" McMillan was shocked. He quickly picked up a box and glanced at the label. Rolf's name was indeed written on it.

He picked up other gift boxes, most of which were for Rolf. The only gift for him was from Justin...

Original underwear.

"Alas, I am so happy for nothing." McMillan sighed, "But why did your gift, Rolf, end up on my bed?"

"There are too many gifts, filling up the entire dormitory." Rolf explained, "I reminded you last night to surround the bed."

"Who knew there were so many gifts?" McMillan was amazed. He used to go home every Christmas, but this was the first time he saw such a scene that seemed to be a restocking.

"There are so many chocolates, Rolf, you can't finish them, let us help you consume some." Justin suggested excitedly.

"Okay." Rolf sat up and smiled, "But you'd better take it with the antidote for the love potion."

"..."

The room was filled with gifts, but even so, there were still a steady stream of owls flying in from the window.

They all stopped sleeping and started cleaning up the "garbage".

For Rolf, those chocolates and candies that might have been put in love potions were indeed garbage, and he couldn't even sell them to Honeydukes at a low price.

Rolf quickly found Dumbledore's gift.

Every time the headmaster gave something, it was always very valuable and interesting. This year, he was not disappointed. It was a precious phoenix book.

The cover of the book had a lock, and the raised part had a cute photo of the phoenix Fox printed on it.

This kind of book is an alchemical item, and its function is very similar to a two-way mirror. It can communicate over a long distance, and what is more rare is that it can contact many people.

Dumbledore used it to establish an international communication network to fight against Grindelwald.

Rolf had seen a similar phoenix book in Newt's box before, and now he also has it.

The boy gently touched the raised phoenix on the book, and the lock popped open. He quickly flipped through the pages of the book, and each page had a photo of an event with a name.

Rolf quickly found Dumbledore's photo. The old man greeted him and smiled:

"Rolf, I have received your gift. I can use it when I stay up late in the future. I like it very much."

The boy gave a golden apple found in the tomb of Ravenclaw. After eating that thing, you can immediately restore your energy... It is indeed a must-have item for staying up late.

"Fawkes, is he still there?" Rolf asked, "I've prepared some Christmas gifts for Grindelwald, and I want him to help me deliver them."

Grindelwald was imprisoned in Nurmengard, and there was magic all around, so the owl certainly couldn't get in, let alone deliver Christmas gifts.

"Fawkes is still in my office." Dumbledore smiled, "For so many years, I've been the only one who has been sending Christmas gifts to Gellert. You're the second one, and he's sure to like it."

Rolf wasn't so confident, because he was sending a local Indian specialty - curry made from Ganges water and cow urine.

Those Indian curries were specialties that Patil brought to Rolf when school started in the summer. Unfortunately, his wild boar couldn't eat fine bran. Such good things should of course be given to people who can appreciate them.

For example, Grindelwald took Rolf to eat worms, earthworms and beetles for a long time in the summer... I guess he also has the ability to appreciate clean and hygienic curry.

Rolf also made some curry and sent it to Snape and Aberforth.

He felt a little guilty at first, but after opening the Christmas gifts of the two, he immediately felt at ease.

Snape gave a bottle of potion brewed by Neville in class; Aberforth even gave a small handful of wool.

They are really generous and generous.

If Rolf gave the most valuable thing, it would undoubtedly be the gift for Trelawney.

In order to thank her for her prophecy, Rolf gave a bottle of Hufflepuff's thousand-year-old wine.

But Professor Trelawney was a little bit foolish. Her Christmas gift was tea leaves—cheap tea leaves used for divination in class—and the most outrageous thing was that the tea leaves were moldy and hairy.

Professor McGonagall gave Rolf a cat-shaped alarm clock. Every hour, the cat would automatically change into a different kind of cat, which looked very cute.

Rolf's gift to Professor McGonagall was a set of gorgeous dresses specially customized by Madam Malkin.

However, that dress was for Professor McGonagall in cat form, so that she would not get cold when she went out for a walk in the winter.

As for the size of the clothes... When Rolf held Professor McGonagall in his arms in the first grade, he had already grasped the specific size of her body with his hands that had touched countless magical creatures.

This is the confidence that a magic zoologist brings him!

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