The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

Just as Loren was placing pears outside the window, Ron lowered his head and came back with the chessboard and two chess pieces.

"well."

Ron sighed loudly, trying to attract Loren's attention. He turned his head forward and glanced sideways, quietly gauging Loren's reaction.

Loren ignored him. He was thinking about how to improve the frozen pear.

There were a total of 18 pears in the basket this time. Loren divided them into 3 groups of 6 pieces each. One group was frozen like this, regardless of him. The other two groups were frozen and thawed once a day. After thawing, they were put away. Go back and freeze again, eating one every time it thaws.

"Oh~" Ron tried again, this time his sigh was longer and louder.

"Is Harry gone?"

Loren was afraid that if he kept sighing and his lung capacity would be insufficient, he would pass away. While talking, he made grid lines with snow on the platform outside the window to divide the areas.

Seeing that Loren finally noticed him, Ron hurriedly said: "Yes, he ran very fast and can't wait to spend Christmas with his godfather. If you ask me, there is nothing wrong with spending Christmas at school."

"Is there a possibility, and I mean possibility, that he really doesn't want to play chess with you anymore."

Loren closed the window, walked to the soft cloth chair in front of the fireplace and sat down, wiped his hands wet with snow with a handkerchief, and stretched out his hands to warm the fire. His hands were now cold.

"What's wrong with wizard chess? It increases intelligence. Many great wizards loved playing wizard chess when they were children." Ron muttered.

"No childhood is complete without wizard's chess."

"I can guarantee that your army will not be defeated in the first 50 steps."

"Let's have one game, just one game."

Ron was so bored that the twin brothers ran off to nowhere.

Loren's hands warmed up, he rubbed them from side to side, and looked at Ron helplessly, "Let's play a different kind of chess."

"I can do it, you say." Ron changed his helpless look and cheered up.

Loren took out his wand and pointed it toward the table next to him. A neatly arranged square grid appeared on the wooden table, consisting of 15 horizontal lines and 15 vertical lines.

The two books placed on the table spread out on their own, and the papers inside kept flipping, as if they were about to be separated from the book cases by strong winds, but there was no wind at all in the lounge.

The pages of the book quickly broke away from the hard-shell cover, curled up together, and turned into black and white, round and flat-bottomed cool jade chess pieces, exactly what Loren had in mind.

The hard-shell cover with the bare stick turned into a box for the chess pieces, and a high-end backgammon set was transformed.

Ron stared at this scene in amazement and exclaimed, "Oh, if you ask me, your transfiguration is much better than Hermione's!"

Loren spent some time explaining to Ron the rules of backgammon, and there were no forbidden hands.

With such simple and interesting rules and round chess pieces, Ron was happy to try this new chess game.

The two officially started "playing chess", and Loren wanted to give Ron some sweetness, so as not to dampen his enthusiasm and pester him to play wizard chess again.

But soon, he was struck.

"So it can be done like this!"

After Ron experienced classic defeats such as double three, three or four, he became excited and enthusiastic. He seemed to be addicted to this simple backgammon.

Loren thought he could torture Ron for a long time, at least for the one-week novice period.

Things did not develop as he expected. Ron was really good at playing chess. He would not suffer the losses he suffered before, and he could quickly absorb Loren's routine and use it on Loren.

Good guy, all your talents are focused on this.

Loren couldn't do it well, and would even overturn if he continued. After struggling for a few rounds, he excused himself that it was time to have dinner and ended the battle in a hurry.

But Ron still couldn't forget it. Even after repeated defeats, he was still full of enthusiasm for this novel gameplay.

Playing wizard chess with other people, the outcome is basically no suspense, and he has to worry about his opponent's emotions so as not to kill him painfully. In contrast, this kind of backgammon, where he can lose, fascinates him even more.

"Let's go to the dining table and continue."

"You go with the roast turkey."

At the dinner table, Loren was dealing with the chicken drumsticks in front of him while checking the situation on the tables of other colleges. He noticed that many people from the four colleges stayed to celebrate the festival.

The few Slytherin people stayed. Loren took a look and found that most of them were half-blood wizards, and most of the pure-blood little wizards had gone home.

Loren tore off a chunk of meat with his teeth and chewed it, enjoying the wonderful feeling of the juices and salty aroma billowing in his mouth.

Ron looked over from the side and asked, "Would you like to play chess after dinner?"

Loren tilted his head, ignoring the possessed man, and continued to destroy the food.

Ron walked around to the other side and said, "I have nothing to do anyway, let's play a few rounds."

Loren crunched the brittle bones in his mouth and ignored Ron.

It is impossible to play chess. You can only play one or two games occasionally to maintain your strength and give you experience. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you were accidentally overturned.

Ron didn't get any feedback, so he turned around and walked towards the twins, "George, I just learned a new game..."

Evening, Gryffindor common room.

Since most of the students had gone home, there were far fewer people in the common room than usual, and they were able to grab a good seat around the fire and enjoy the more comfortable soft cloth chairs with armrests.

The twin brothers took out a lot of food from the kitchen, which could be poked with a fork and put into the mouth directly, such as bread, mushrooms, fruit pieces, and cut steaks. If it gets cold, warm it up on the fireplace.

Loren stared at the churning fire in trance. This fire looked very suitable for barbecue. He must find a chance to try it in the future.

At this moment, they were sitting there, enjoying the food and chatting.

Fred told some interesting stories about the professors. George was killed by Ron in backgammon. He lost more than he won.

When George was already very content and could only play wizard chess, they were ridiculed even more by Ron.

The twins severely reprimanded their parents for their partiality. They would rather go to their brother's side on Christmas, leaving them homeless.

They talked about Dumbledore's lady's hat, Professor McGonagall's transformation into a tabby cat, and the twins said they would do something different in the future and that they would make their names known to the entire wizarding world.

Speaking of Professor Quirrell, the twins said they had had the opportunity to see the true face of the back of his head.

They exchanged experiences on night tours, saying which floors Filch always patrolled, and which books in the restricted area were most exciting.

"If Professor McGonagall were here, she would turn us all into fat pigs!" George said.

"Maybe turkeys. Then there will be a few more roasted turkeys at the Christmas party." Fred rarely disagreed with George.

Everyone laughed together, and the laughter roared with the fire.

The party didn't end until late at night. Ron was rejected by everyone. They didn't want to play chess with Ron anymore.

…

Loren got up early the next day. He had important things to do today.

Loren opened his eyes and sat up and saw Ron fully dressed, sitting cross-legged on his bed, playing chess with him.

There was no sound as the chess pieces fell on the cotton sheets. The 15-lane chessboard was almost full and it looked like it had been played for a long time.

The patterns on the sheets were turned into checkerboard lines. I don’t know what was used to change the chess pieces. They don’t look uniform in size at all, and their shapes are all kinds of weird. The colors can only be divided into dark and light colors.

Loren stared at the chess pieces carefully for a while. Ron had an idea. The chess pieces turned into multi-flavor beans could be eaten and played at the same time.

Maybe you can consider teaching him to play Go. When you pick up a piece, you will capture it. Whoever eats it first wins.

When Ron saw Loren get up, he became happy and invited Loren with the chess pieces, "Want to play a game?"

"No, no." Loren shook his head quickly, the child was already possessed.

Loren changed out of her pajamas and dug out another item from the bottom of the box, the blanket that Nico had sold him along with the book. It is windproof and warm, so you won't get cold even if you spend the night in the snowy mountains. It is very suitable for what you are going to do today.

Ignoring Ron's entanglement along the way, the two went to the restaurant to have breakfast.

The decoration here is more gorgeous than yesterday. Some parts of the decorations have not been hung up yet, and it looks like it is not yet completed.

While eating, Loren looked at the guest of honor seat. There were only Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick on it. It seemed that the professors' vacation life was irregular.

Snape was not at the guest table.

He was probably sleeping in, Loren thought.

Dumbledore noticed Loren's gaze and winked mischievously at him.

It was too childish. Loren pretended not to notice, turned his head and looked around, returning to the plate in front of him.

Ron was still whispering in his ear, "Let's play chess, let's play chess."

Loren put his hand on the wand and squeezed it again and again. He made up his mind that if Ron wakes up tomorrow morning and the first thing he says is to play chess, he will give him a stun spell to let him play in his dreams.

I picked some carrots, bread, and chicken legs on the table.

Putting them into the food box made from the dinner plate, holding the food box in one hand and wrapping the white fur blanket around his body, Loren set off towards the Black Lake.

It has been almost two months since winter began, and the fish under the Black Lake have been hungry for a long time. It is a good time to catch big fish.

There are blankets to keep you warm, and you have the ability to shapeshift into any kind of fishing rod you want.

The right time, right place and right people are all in my hands, and I will definitely gain a lot today.