Chapter 34: Where does the money come from?

Chapter 34: Where does the money come from?

The Fir tree is a tree species that can be used as a Christmas tree directly, and the place where Christmas is celebrated certainly was carefully and meticulously selected by Hagrid.

This school has more than sixty people, students and faculty members together, the number may not be much, but it is not less either.

If more people celebrated in a populous place, even in the muggle society it will attract some public attention, so they can only choose a secluded and uninhabited place.

It is hard to find a place with good scenery without people, as well as one that is suitable for Christmas celebrations.

At the first moment after getting down from the wagon, Flitwick drew a circle around the area, in which the students could move freely and safely, and also cast a Muggle-Repelling Charm so that even if any Muggles would come close to the vicinity unintentionally, they would suddenly remember that they had other urgent things to do and leave directly.

The young wizards played in the snow, today was a rare time for them to be active.

The professors were busy decorating for Christmas, to make the celebration more than just a simple meal, especially given the recent ups and downs, it should be more festive.

While Ron, Justin and Lavender went with the Weasley twins to have a snowball fight, Jon and Neville found a small lake that had frozen in a corner of the clearing, where a few senior girls were carefully skating on it.

They looked like they were playing this kind of sport for the first time and only dared to take two small steps on the ice and then skate a few meters forward, with brightly coloured scarves fluttering behind them, but just this, made the girls smile happily enough.

"If only flying lessons were still offered at school." Neville looked at the girls, as if thinking of something, "Previously at Hogwarts there was a flying class to teach students how to use flying brooms to fly, but now because we are in the wagon, there is no way to access this kind of activity."

"Because of the limitation of space, we can not fly in the wagon, but the professors could make the wagon stop frequently for a lesson, did they not do it due to possible risk Or perhaps it is not possible to buy a flying broom?"

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"Not being able to buy a broom should be less likely, the flying broom is not particularly high-tech, there are many magical transportation companies that can build it, although the price is not cheap."

Jon looked at the senior students who were helping to carry the rich ingredients out of the wagon under the command of Professor McGonagall and suddenly asked a question.

"The quantity of food and clothing that we need to eat, drink and wear all day, for fifty or sixty people is not small, and the quality of life at wagon is not bad either, so how do we get all these things? It can't be stolen from the hands of muggles using magic, right?"

Neville subconsciously shook his head and said.

"Of course not! The Professors wouldn't do that kind of thing, all the things we live with now must have been bought with money."

He naturally could trust Neville, but it was not possible to trust everyone in the wagon, and judging from the current situation, it would be better to leave such things to the professor.

Jon is not some brainless reckless kid, he is very self-aware and knows that he is not any smarter than others in this world, so if he can think of it, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall can also naturally think of it.

Compared to the Professors who have experienced numerous battles, he is just a first-year student who has just learned a few simple spells, so he doesn't need to concern himself with that kind of thing.

While he was thinking about it, a snowball suddenly hit him on the head, making his brain confused for a moment.

"I didn't mean to hit you! Jon! It was Ron! He used a spell to change the trajectory of my snowball!" Justin explained in a panic.

Ron, on the other hand, raised his voice from the side: "He did it on purpose! I saw it! Lavender can testify too!"

Lavender covered her face with her cotton-gloved hand, her hat with pompoms bobbing along with her bobbing head.

"I didn't see anything."

Jon's face darkened, and he grabbed two clumps of snow directly from the ground and kneaded them into balls.

"No matter who it is, there's one for both of you."

Justin and Ron both screamed and ran away towards the distance, and Neville also excitedly grabbed a snowball from the ground and followed Jon in the direction of Ron as they ran away.

"Let me help you!"

The sound of laughter was everywhere in this clearing in the woods, and the students of Hogwarts were really happy today just like the Professors had wished.

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