No doubt, this is not a pleasant Christmas.

Matthew Wakefire's second-year Christmas Eve was spent in the cold ward of St. Mungo Magic Injury Hospital... Apart from the blonde therapist, there were only a few "patients" in the same ward.

The Holy Night dinner here is not rich, at least it is incomparable to the Hogwarts holiday dinner.

Not to mention the joyful atmosphere of Christmas.

After dinner, Matthew fell to sleep, hoping to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

...

The next morning, when Matthew woke up, he found that there were more gifts on the foot of the bed.

He also suddenly realized that he had been "locked" in St. Mungo since the beginning of the Christmas holiday... He had no time at all and had no chance to prepare Christmas gifts for his friends.

It seems that after the new semester begins, he has to come to the door to "appe" in turn and make up for the gifts he owes.

While thinking about this, Matthew opened the packages of all sizes—

Soon, he flipped over a gift bag with Neville's handwriting, and Neville gave him a small wallet the size of a palm. Although it looks small, the space inside is very large, and it can be stuffed into dozens of times the volume (it should be a very advanced traceless stretching spell)... It is estimated that it is quite practical.

Another gift pack contained a large box of horseshoe-shaped chocolates, and Hermione's name was written next to the gift box.

And a large box of gummies…

A rehabilitation card without a signature...

as well as--

Matthew glanced at the last gift pack, and it looked a little weird. Like that recovery card, the gift pack also had no signature.

He carefully disassembled it, and then Matthew was surprised to find that there was a wizard chess inside.

No, it's not an ordinary wizard chess, and black and white chess pieces are not common at all.

Matthew picked up the pieces of chess pieces and began to look at them carefully.

Among them, the black square and white soldiers turned into wizards in robes...

The king of the black square looked a little familiar; after careful observation, Matthew recognized that this piece was quite similar to Gellert Grindelwald...

As for the queen of Black Square, she looks like the vice-chancellor of Hogwarts, Professor Vita Rozier.

Both bishops turned into vampires with fangs, knights turned into werewolfs with four legs facing the ground, and the castle was two giants with a size larger than other chess pieces.

Matthew couldn't help but blink and moved his eyes to the white chess piece-

The king of the White Square is also an old acquaintance. The king is an old wizard with white hair, very much like Albus Dumbledore in his memory.

The queen is a witch wearing square glasses and her hair is curled in high buns...

The bishop became a cunning fairy, while the knight was agile horseman; as for the castle, it became a tank of two Muggles.

...

Matthew looked at the unsigned Christmas gift in surprise.

Because he could vaguely understand the meaning of these chess pieces, he thought this was strange.

At the same time, he was also very curious. Who sent it to him? What was his purpose of giving it to him?

I searched carefully in the gift box, but I got nothing. It was empty except for this box of wizard chess.

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and the blonde therapist who was in charge of Matthew's recuperation broke in.

"Are you removing the gift?" She looked at Matthew curiously, and at the same time noticed the chess piece in Matthew's hand, "Oh, is it a wizard chess... I also like wizard chess..."

"Yes." Matthew said calmly, and quickly put away the chess pieces. He didn't want his therapist to see the true appearance of this wizard chess piece.

Fortunately, the witch did not show more interest.

"By the way, Matthew Wakefield," she called Matthew's name, "After our careful confirmation, your condition is completely stable, and you can now go through the formalities and then discharged from the hospital!"

"Can you be discharged from the hospital?" Matthew looked a little excited, "It's great!"

To be honest, he had had enough of the boring and unfree life in St. Mungo during this period... In addition, the living environment here is actually not quite satisfactory.

After a moment of excitement, he seemed to remember something again: "By the way, madam... where should I go after being discharged from the hospital? Should I go to Diagon Alley? Or Hogsmeade? Could you please ask, is there any professor from Hogwarts that you mentioned to you..."

"Of course I'm going to go directly to Hogwarts..." said the blonde therapist as deserved.

Matthew was stunned and asked softly: "But, Hogwarts should have horsemen..."

"Horseman?" said the witch with some disdain, "Do you think those stupid creatures can really occupy Hogwarts' castle?"

"What happened?" Matthew asked quickly.

"I think you didn't read the "Prophet Daily" for breakfast today... The report above is very detailed. Just last night, Principal Grindelwald returned to Hogwarts, smashed the conspiracy of the dark wizards to invade Hogwarts, and wiped out the rebellious horses..." said the blonde therapist cleanly,

"So... the Horseman riot is over! Poor Principal Grindelwald, even on Christmas, cannot be at peace, can't be with his family, and still has to work on these trivial matters." She seemed to be a little moved:

"Okay, Mr. Wakefield, are you going to go through the discharge procedures immediately? Or do you want to stay in St. Mungo for a few days?"

Matthew replied without hesitation: "Of course, I hope to be discharged from the hospital immediately."

...

The discharge procedures were handled smoothly and quickly.

Just half an hour later, Matthew Wickfield appeared at the entrance of the St. Mungo Magic Injury Hospital with heavy luggage.

In front of me is an old-fashioned red brick department store called "Taotao Co., Ltd.", which looks declining and deserted.

There were only a few broken dummies in the store window, wearing wigs in a slanted manner, wearing clothes from at least ten years ago. There were big signs of "closed business decoration" hanging on the dusty doors.

At the same time, Matthew saw several Muggles passing by and pointed at the window here: "This place has never been opened."

In fact, Matthew has hardly ever been exposed to Muggles in the past year and a half...

Just as Matthew was considering whether to take advantage of this rare opportunity to violate the regulations of the Ministry of Magic and get in touch with the Muggle World—

A deafening whistle!

A second later, a pair of huge wheels and headlights suddenly appeared in front of Matthew at the speed of lightning and thunder. Matthew looked closely and found that the wheels and headlights belonged to a three-story bus. The golden letters on the car's windshield formed the following words: Knight Bus.

"Welcome to take the Knight Bus, which is an emergency passenger transport for troubled witches or witches. Just stick out your wand and walk onto the bus and we can take you anywhere you want. My name is Stan Sanpac, and I am your ticket seller tonight!" A witch, who is eighteen or nineteen, opened the car door and said a little lazy.

Matthew took another look at the direction where the Muggles were just now, and they had completely disappeared from Matthew's sight.

Sure enough, in the current magic world, there are no loopholes in its rules.

He took out his wand from his waist and said calmly: "My name is Matthew Wickfield, I want to go to Hogwarts!"

"Is Hogwarts... Seven Silver Sikes," replied Stan Sanpac.

Matthew took out a dozen silver coins from his pocket and handed them to him, and then climbed onto the Knights bus with his luggage.

There were no seats in the car; behind the windows where the curtains were drawn, there were six beds with brass posts. Candles were lit on the bracket next to each bed, illuminating the entire compartment.

You sleep this one, Stan pointed to a bed on his right hand.

Matthew hurried over.

"Sit down and set off!" Stan directed loudly.

Another huge bang, Matthew couldn't help but be knocked down on the bed, the result of the speed of the Knight Bus throwing him backwards.

He glanced out the window, and the Knights bus was racing along the road, making a very noisy sound; many Muggles could be seen on the road, living like Matthew's life a year and a half ago...but no one could realize that there was a three-story bus passing by them without realizing it.

Stan looked at Matthew's surprised expression with smugness: "Aren't you very surprised, the Muggles can't find us?"

"Yes." Matthew replied casually.

"Because they don't sound good, nor do they look good," Stan said with disdain. "Compared with wizards, they are just inferior races... They should be our slaves like domestic elves, instead of being free and easy now..."

Matthew couldn't help but be stunned.

Stan Sanpac said in a constant gushing: "To be honest, if I were the Minister of Magic, I would definitely abolish the International Wizards and Wizards Secretariat Act as soon as possible, and then drive the Muggles away from our territory or be slaves to us, instead of letting them occupy the nest like this..."

"...If there are Muggles who dare to disobey us, throw them into the crematorium... Of course, there is no need for some beautiful female Muggles..." His face suddenly showed a greedy look, "They can help us pass on the family line, right?... Just a small drop of romance agent can make them fall at our feet..."

Stan Sanpac said a lot with great excitement.

Matthew's face showed a look of disgust, but he did not walk away.

"By the way, Wakefield," continued Stan Sanpac, "have you heard about Hogwarts..."

"Is it the Hogwarts horse riot?" Matthew asked coldly.

"No, no, no, but that's more than that..." Stan Sanpac shook his head mysteriously:

"The impact of this riot is said to be so far-reaching that it has affected the decisions of some senior officials of the Ministry of Magic... They generally believe that our control over inferior creatures, such as goblins, horsemen and Muggles, should be too relaxed... The International Wizard and Wizard Secretariat Act has become an obstacle at this time..."

"For example, Lord Grindelwald was very kind and gave the horses a space to survive in the forbidden forest of Hogwarts; but was betrayed by the inferior creatures, and even Hogwarts fell into their hands for a while... So we should change our strategies to treat them and strictly control them. Those inferior creatures that are naturally rebellious should all be eliminated..."

Matthew frowned slightly.

Although he could not confirm the authenticity of Stan Sanpac's words...if the rumors were true, then the series of recent events would be quite intriguing.

"To be honest, I'm really looking forward to that day." As he said, Stan Sanpac glanced at the sexy Muggle girls passing by outside the bus.

...

Stan Sanpac is still making a big splash.
To be continued...