Chapter 194: Christmas for 1 person? (Edited)

"Finally, the two evil spirits were purified by me and peace was restored to Hogwarts." Tom had gone to great lengths to trim and cleverly manipulate his experience, finally managing to make it "harmonious" enough that he wasn't invited to Dumbledore's office for tea after class.

"So, Professor, you burned down the Ravenclaw common room?". asked one of the Ravenclaw students suddenly, raising his hand.

Tom: "..."

That's it, no hiding!

Although Flitwick and Professor Dumbledore had worked together to restore the common room to its original state, the young wizards were not stupid, if the decorations could be restored, could all the other objects be restored? Not to mention the fact that the restored items might not be in the same place...

Professor Lockhart just said that he was "fishing" in the Ravenclaw Common Room, and that he purified two evil spirits with fire.

It was easy to deduce that "Professor Lockhart had set fire to the common room."

Tom thought about it for a moment and opted to lie down and surrender: anyway, he had set fire to my house for a just cause, it was called "for the greater good", and what did Tom Yodel care when it was Lockhart who set fire to the common room?

He was in the hospital!

Tom confessed his actions.

He thought the young Ravenclaw wizard would be a little upset: he had burned down his common room!

As a result, it took him two days to realize he was thinking too much! According to statistics, in that fire, the little Ravenclaw wizards suffered great losses, and almost all of their multi-subject homework was burned!

Tom was speechless at the madness of the blackmail, but what happened to all the academically inclined students in Eagle House? Why are they all so smart? It seems to be a problem common to all students.

So, Headmaster Dumbledore gained a peaceful Hogwarts, Tom gained prestige, and the Ravenclaw wizards gained the privilege of a week's worth of late homework: homework was over, Snape would rather eat all the death anniversary food than forgive students their homework. The other three Houses managed to eat and reap their rewards, except for Professor Flitwick, who had his common room burned down.....

Congratulations!

The furor over the Chamber of Secrets, the Horcruxes, and the indiscriminate attacks on the... was finally over, and before anyone's interest had died down, Christmas came quietly. The school seemed to empty in a jiffy and, although the school was safe, a large number of students returned home as planned.

Hermione, naturally, did not stay at school, she packed her bags early in the morning and left on the Hogwarts Express. Tom, on the other hand, was left alone at Hogwarts.

He had nowhere to go!

Tom wondered if it was because he hadn't taken Hermione to London with him that night that Miss Granger had been so cold to him the last few days, hadn't even asked him where he was going for Christmas.

And he was embarrassed to ask her! What was the point of intruding on the Granger family Christmas? I was a little embarrassed to ask, so I didn't dare say anything until Hermione was on the train....

As a result, Tom has nowhere to go for Christmas.

But the good news is that the four deans of the college and Headmaster Dumbledore are in the same situation as him. Even though they all have places they want to go, they have to stay at the school because there are still some students who haven't left. With students in the school, both the Dean and the Headmaster had to stay.

The night sky was beautiful on Christmas Eve. There were no clouds in the sky, the moon was out and the stars were shining. Hundreds of billions of stars converged in a sea of stars in a black sky, and the moonlight did not rob them of their brilliance, but only cast a yellowish tinge on the sea of stars.

The vastness of the universe and the insignificance of humanity balanced each other in an extreme way at that moment.

Tom was small, even the earth beneath his feet was as small as a speck of dust against this sea of stars. Every bright spot in the sea of stars was a star as big as the sun, or much bigger than the sun. These stars were shining hundreds or thousands of light years away. They may no longer be there when Tom sees them.

But at this moment, those stars, or proof of their existence, had come together to form that sea of stars, which Tom could have touched if he had stood on his tiptoes.

Tom looked at it and thought, I wonder if the people who were enjoying their time with their families were also looking at this sea of stars?

Tom was alone in the Hogwarts Astronomy Tower, counting the stars. The night breeze was blowing, a bit cool for December, and Tom adjusted his robes slightly.

"I wonder what Hermione's doing." The figure of the girl popped into Tom's mind uncontrollably, could she be pushing the door open with a garbage bag, like the first time he had seen her?

"Hey."

"My name is not Hey, my name is Tom, Tom Yodel" The tone was so familiar that Tom unconsciously gave his real name and the words that came to mind.

But he immediately realized what the problem was and turned around, ready to use the dememorizing Charm to solve the problem.

But when he saw the familiar figure, he relaxed.

Tom hadn't expected it to be Hermione coming.

Hermione had draped her hair over her shoulders, and it looked like she had once again used her magic to tame her unruly mane and make it rest on her shoulders. Instead of her usual wizarding robes, she chose a black trench coat with a waistband that fell behind her slender waist. The trench coat matched her brown, slightly curly hair.

Underneath, she wore black, velvet stockings, which framed her long, slender legs and had a very fine, milk mousse-like texture. The velvet stockings were not as sheer as nylon or silk core stockings, and were sheer, with a hint of flesh visible in the black tube. She wore black lambskin boots on her feet, which stretched smoothly over her calves without looking bulky.

Hermione's outfit looked very elegant. The velvet stockings had a soft, lazy air about them, and matched with mid-calf length lambskin boots, like a little wildcat. She lifted her hand to run it through her wind-blown hair, revealing a mechanical watch with a slightly larger dial and a more sophisticated feel.

"Why are you freezing in this cold? My professor." said Hermione, smiling like a flower bathed in starlight.