Chapter 38: Gifts Should Be Given According to the Recipient's Preferences

"By the way, I don't think I saw you packing your luggage." Hermione looked at Aaron with some surprise, "Aren't you going home for Christmas?"

Harry and Ron were also a little stunned when they heard this. You know, the Christmas holiday is not short. Almost 99% of the people in the school will go back. Only a few professors and some students with special circumstances will choose to stay in school.

Harry didn't choose to go home because his uncle's house was too dark for him, and he would be much happier staying in school.

Ron didn't go home because his parents were going to Romania to see his brother. There was no one at home. Even if he went back, there would only be a few brothers, just like in school.

In this case, it would be better to stay in school, at least there would be no worries about food and accommodation.

But they never expected that Aaron would choose to stay in school. It seems that he doesn't need to do so!

"Are you surprised?" Aaron asked calmly.

The three of them nodded in unison.

"I matured early. The Gaius family generally adopted a free-range approach for the heirs. They believed that this would better cultivate a sense of independence.

After I was eight years old, my parents went out to travel. Unless they were tired of playing or something big happened at home, they usually would not come back.

The time I met my parents every year added up to less than a month, and my uncle usually took care of my daily life."

"But...but this is Christmas!" Hermione felt a little unfair for Aaron.

"Don't get me wrong." Aaron shrugged, "They will come back at Christmas, but I think it's more interesting to stay in school, so...I chose to stay in school."

This is only part of the reason, but more importantly, the magic points obtained by signing in at Hogwarts are ten times that of home.

Before having enough power, enjoying life and family reunion are all clouds.

"So that's it!" Harry laughed.

"Otherwise? My family is still very good to me, the only son."

......

The day before Christmas.

After lunch, Aaron took Abei out of the auditorium, and the man and the dragon took a walk in the castle.

The ice and snow outside completely aroused their interest, especially Abei, who had only seen snow a few times since he was born.

A few days ago, the students were busy packing their luggage, and there were still many people, so it could still restrain its nature.

But today was different. Those who should go back had all gone back, and more than half of the people left in the school were reduced, so the space was relatively much larger.

It rushed into the snow pile wantonly and rolled, its white body and white clothes completely blended into the white snow. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see that there was a white dragon in the snow pile.

If Aaron hadn't warned it not to show its wings, it would probably flap its wings and fly into the sky to watch the falling snow.

Arriving at the playground, Aaron saw that there was no one around, so he took out the valuable magic carpet from the system space, and then jumped on it with Abei.

The dark blue magic carpet was not as difficult to control as the flying broom. It obeyed Aaron's orders and moved at will. Moreover, the area of ​​the magic carpet was not small, and it could accommodate three or five people.

Now there were only the two of them. Even if they rolled on it... they might fall down.

Sitting on the magic carpet, admiring Hogwarts in the snow, one man and one dragon each had a lollipop in their mouths, which was extremely comfortable.

But it might be because they were flying too ostentatiously. Professor McGonagall, who was in the office, happened to see them, and then her eyes lit up.

"Aaron, Mr. Gaius, can you come over?" Professor McGonagall shouted with a smile in front of the window, like a witch who induced an eleven-year-old to commit a crime.

Aaron was stunned for a moment, and then controlled the magic carpet to fly over, "Um... Professor McGonagall, is there anything?"

"Um... that, Aaron, your flying carpet is..." Professor McGonagall glanced at the magic carpet from time to time, a little embarrassed.

After all, as a professor at Hogwarts, she was actually interested in students' things. She felt embarrassed to say it out loud, but she really liked such magic props.

Professor McGonagall herself is a Quidditch fanatic. When she was young, she also liked to use a flying broom to experience the feeling of speed.

But now that she is old, not only does her body not allow her to use a flying broom, but her image does not allow it either.

The magic carpet perfectly meets her needs. It is elegant, comfortable, safe and can fly smoothly. It is better than a flying broom.

"Um... I found this in my home warehouse before I came to school." Aaron explained seriously, then frowned, "Professor, the school doesn't seem to have a rule prohibiting the use of magic carpets!"

"That's not the case, there is no such rule in the school rules." Professor McGonagall said, "But you still have to pay attention to the impact, understand?"

"I understand, I'm just playing with it during the Christmas holidays, and I won't take it out during school hours."

"That's good." Professor McGonagall nodded, then looked at the magic carpet with a sharp look, "Mr. Gaius, I wonder if I can experience your carpet."

Hearing this, Aaron was a little confused, and then turned his head to look at Abe.

It shook its head seriously, took a step forward with one foot, and showed an inexplicable sense of territory.

The light in Professor McGonagall's eyes gradually dimmed, "If it doesn't work, forget it."

"Okay, why not!" Aaron said immediately, "It's my honor that the professor can come up."

"But it..."

"It's okay, I know it too well, it surrendered with two chicken legs, and if it doesn't work, it can prepare some snacks!"

"Okay! Got it." Professor McGonagall laughed excitedly, "Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

A few minutes later, Professor McGonagall sat on the magic carpet very embarrassedly. She had specially prepared a cushion for herself before she came.

As for Aaron, he looked at Abe, who was cheering with a bunch of snacks, and fell into deep thought. Wouldn't this dragon be kidnapped by a chicken leg one day?

With a professor sitting on it, Aaron became a little bolder and controlled the magic carpet to fly around the Hogwarts castle for a long time, and Professor McGonagall's smile became more and more.

After that, the magic carpet flew low over the Black Lake. If it were normal, Aaron would not dare to do this, after all, no one knew whether the magical creatures under the lake would suddenly jump out.

But now there is a layer of ice on the lake, and there is a magician-level college professor on the magic carpet. The safety value is directly maxed out, and there is no need to be afraid at all.

But when Aaron returned, he flew in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, which scared Professor McGonagall. He hurriedly said: "Wait, Mr. Gaius, you can't go there."

"Can't go?" Aaron was a little regretful. He originally wanted to use the professor's "power" to appreciate the snow scene of the Forbidden Forest!

If you are lucky, you may see a living unicorn.

"Of course you can't go. It's best not to enter this forest without a special reason.

There are many magical creatures living in the Forbidden Forest. Even Dumbledore can't say that he knows them 100%. He can only reach an agreement with them to restrict them.

But you have to know that sometimes the agreement is not worth mentioning.

They may be severely punished for attacking school students, or even pay the price of their lives.

But what's the use? The students have been hurt, and this is irreversible."

"I know, professor." Aaron nodded, and then flew in the direction he started.

After landing on the ground, Aaron rolled up the magic carpet directly and carried it roughly on his shoulders.

There is no way, there is a professor next to him! He doesn't want to expose the existence of the system space.

As for the traceless extension spell, hehe! Abe's pet pocket can hold such a large blanket, but it is more conspicuous.

Professor McGonagall looked at the magic carpet on Aaron's shoulder with some reluctance, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

She was already very satisfied today. If she asked to borrow something again, it would seem a bit greedy, and she would lose face!

If she was rejected, it would be even more unbearable.

Aaron also found that Professor McGonagall's eyes were a bit strange. He glanced at his magic carpet inadvertently and instantly figured out something, "Professor, you... don't want my magic carpet!"

"No, I don't mean that." Professor McGonagall waved her hand, but her old face was flushed.

"I understand." Aaron raised his eyebrows, gave Professor McGonagall a meaningful smile, and then walked towards the Slytherin lounge.

After returning to the dormitory, Aaron found a big gift box and stuffed the folded magic carpet into it.

Tomorrow is Christmas. If Professor McGonagall packs this gift and takes it to her, she will definitely be happy all day.

Of course, it is impossible to give it as a gift.

He bought the magic carpet at a "huge price", and he didn't know if he would have a second one in the future.

But it's still okay to borrow it. He can't use it from Christmas to the end of the semester. It's too conspicuous. But he can lend it to Professor McGonagall for free.

She is the headmaster of Gryffindor and the master of Transfiguration. Leaving a good impression on her will definitely make your study life easier.

Social etiquette is inevitable at any time. Aaron also prepared a gift for others, but the degree of care varies.