Hermione returned to the Gryffindor Common Lounge with a dizzy look until she saw the idle Harry and Ron fiddling with a pair of gabb stones. She didn't understand which of the three suggestions the professor gave him was more reliable.

‘Maybe the professor is just kidding?’ she thought to herself.

Ron put his whole face on the table, and the stones in his hand kept gestured, "I think this is OK, Dean told me a Muggle marble technique--" He flicked his fingers, and the stones in his hand flew straight out, drawing an arc in the air.

The stone belonging to Harry suddenly expanded, and a smelly, sticky liquid sprayed out from it, covering Ron's face.

"Oh, damn!" Ron wiped his face, his eyes were blurred.

"Gentlemen, can you be more mature!" Hermione said angrily, she pulled out her wand and said to Ron: "Clean it up!" The mucus on his face disappeared immediately.

"Do you want a sentence, Hermione?" Ron said with a smile.

Hermione said with a straight face: "I won't spend my time on children's games."

Ron retorted: "This is not a game for children. My dad told me that there is an official Gobstone Club on the seventh floor of the Ministry of Magic, and they have won honors internationally. Hogwarts actually has Gobstone Club, but you never pay attention to it..."

He looked at the expression on Hermione's face and stopped talking.

Harry changed the topic and said: "What does Professor Bacobic say about it?"

“He gave me three suggestions,” Hermione said with her fingers: “First, postpone the hearing on the grounds of incorrect procedures and change the department responsible for the case to the Fantastic Beast Management and Control Division as much as possible;”

"It sounds good. How to do it specifically? Is it a letter to the Ministry of Magic?" Harry said excitedly. This is much easier than going to the library to read a large number of boring precedents.

"On average people can't do it, and the Ministry of Magic will not pay attention to it." Hermione said: "Professor Hepp's suggestion is to obtain the support of a powerful figure, not be afraid of the power of the Malfoy family, and be more likely to be related to the field of magical animals and be familiar with the corresponding laws." Hermione said.

"How could such a person know us?" Ron said deflatedly, picking up the gaub stone from the ground.

Harry thought about it very seriously. He only knew Hagrid, who was related to the Fantastic Beast Realm.

"The second method is to secretly let Bacobic go." Hermione raised her second finger.

Harry was very moved by the suggestion, but he quickly shook his head: "The Ministry of Magic's official letter said that Hegel would be optimistic about Barcobic. If he lost it, he would be in trouble. Malfoy would definitely expect Hegel to do so, and then he could put Hegel in jail."

He didn't quite understand Hager's fear of the Wizard Prison in the past, but after several dealings with the Dementors, he had fully understood Hager's thoughts.

Hermione said the last suggestion: "Third, let Lucius Malfoy withdraw the lawsuit voluntarily." She hesitated for a moment, and still expressed Professor Happ's words in full. "The professor might be joking at that time, just listen to it-he suggested that Hager asks Malfoy out and force Malfoy to submit. He also said that if we want to try this method, he can provide limited support..."

Ron's eyes lit up: "This idea is good, I already have pictures." He only saw his father fighting with Malfoy last year, and now he just needs to replace his father with a tall and burly Hagrid. He muttered: "Little Chicken..."

Harry magically understood what he meant--Lucius Malfoy was indeed like an undeveloped little chicken compared to Hagrid.

Hermione said sharply: "The professor must be a joke!" As she said that, she was a little uncertain, "It should be a joke? But no matter what, this method is too dangerous."

"Professor Happ is definitely making fun of us, because he knows you will never agree with this method." Harry said in a depressed mood: "It seems that if you don't count going to the library to check information, there is only the first one that can be really feasible-"

"But where can we find relevant real-powered figures?"

"Maybe you can ask Hagrid?" Ron suggested, "He should know one or two friends who share the same interests, right? He is a professor in the Magical Biology Conservation Class."

"Slow--" Harry suddenly stared at Ron, "You just said, the professor of the Magical Biology Protection Class?" His eyes lit up and he lowered his voice, "Hagige only received this position this year. Do you still remember the previous professor...who is here?"

"Professor Silvanus Keitelborne," said Hermione without hesitation, "heard that his reason for retirement was to take more time with his little naughty."

She was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Yes, why didn't I expect that Hagrid must know Professor Kettleborn!"

...

Hogwarts Kitchen.

Felix said to a house elf gently: "I heard from Professor McGonagall that you can ask you to send Christmas gifts?"

"Yes, sir." said a house elf wearing a uniform made of tea towels, bowing deeply, "but only within the limits of Hogwarts, we cannot leave easily because of our duties."

"No problem, I've sent out the gifts from outside the school." Felix said in a relaxed tone, "then I'll trouble you."

"This is our honor," said the house elf.

Felix led the elf back to the office, pointed to a small pile of gift boxes in the corner and said, "It's all here. There are names on it, but there are actually not many people... but I don't know if you know the specific location."

"Please rest assured, sir, we clean the rooms in the castle every day and are very clear about the names of all wizards."

Felix nodded and smiled: "Thank you then."

The elf was busy, his figure kept disappearing and appearing. After more than a dozen times, he appeared empty-handed: "It's done, sir."

Felix looked at him curiously, "Where did you put it? Are you at the foot of the bed?"

The elf replied: "I put the gifts from several students at the foot of the bed to ensure that they can see them when they get up; but the professors are not allowed to show up in the professor's bedroom, so I put them under the small Christmas tree in the office, or at the door of the bedroom."

Felix nodded, the same way he received the gift last year.

The elf said, "If nothing else is going to happen, Yun Bo will take his leave first."

"Is Yun Bo your name?"

"Yes, sir."

Felix took a book out of the ring, and then flew out some colorful paper and ribbons from the corner, which wrapped the whole book and finally made a beautiful bow from the ribbon.

"This is your Christmas gift, Yun Bo."

"This, Uncle Yun cannot ask-"

"Hold it, it's just a recipe from all over the world. I've always wanted to find an opportunity to recommend it to you."

Yun Bo bent over and took the gift, looked at him with big eyes, "Thank you, sir." He bowed deeply and suddenly disappeared.

Felix looked at his gift in the corner, nearly half of which had not been taken apart, and decided to save his surprise until tomorrow.
Chapter completed!