Huh? There's a magic school here.

After dinner, Hagrid happily carried Thunder away. Snowflake, worried about Thunder, also flew to Hagrid's hut, so Hagrid was carrying one in his arms, one behind him, and one flying above him. He didn't look like a wizard; he looked more like a druid.

Beretta followed Catherine to the headmaster's office, as Catherine would be staying in the Gryffindor common room for the next few days.

"Boss, this is the company's personnel list, this is the financial statement of Magic Financial Investment Company for the past few months, this is the financial statement of the supermarket, and this is the bonus I have proposed based on employee performance."

Andres began flipping through the documents and asking casual questions.

"There are already this many people at the financial investment company?"

"Yes, we have been expanding rapidly recently. The London market alone is no longer enough for us, so we have set up trading groups in New York and Tokyo to facilitate our 24-hour monitoring of global markets."

"Catherine, I never knew you had such great ambitions!"

"Actually, I was thinking of forming a Hong Kong trading team, but I canceled the plan after considering your suggestion."

"Don't overwork yourself. You know this isn't my passion! Making money is just for running Hogwarts. By the way, are there any difficulties the company is facing that you need me to help? Feel free to ask, no matter what the problem is!"

"There are no difficulties, but there is one thing you need to decide. Our company's operating performance has a higher rate of return than most companies on the market, and many prominent people want to invest in our company."

"Is that so? Then we can accept some people in, but just make sure it doesn't affect our normal operations."

"Understood. I will accept some investments appropriately. That way, even if we are threatened, we will have someone to help us."

"Yes, I've looked at your year-end bonus plan. It can be distributed now, but isn't the amount a bit low for the supermarkets? Should we increase it for them as well?"

"Okay, boss! Since the number of people in London is still increasing, should we consider building our own building there?"

"Is this necessary? Isn't this too conspicuous?"

"No, boss, quite the opposite. As long as we demonstrate sufficient strength, it will save us a lot of unnecessary trouble!"

"Alright! I agree. Do it your way. And buy the stock of those companies according to the list I gave you before! There's no room for negotiation!"

"No problem, you're the boss in this company, you call the shots!"

"Alright, if you're done here, you can go back and keep your sister company. Oh, and I've prepared a special Christmas present for you!"

"Thank you, boss. I also have a gift for you; I hope you like it!"

After saying that, Catherine took Beretta, who was drinking a beverage, and left the headmaster's office, heading to the Gryffindor Tower.

The two sisters arrived at the entrance to Gryffindor, where the plump woman was chatting with others in the mural next door. Seeing the two return, she quickly went back to her post.

"Ah, little wizard! And who is this person next to you?"

“Good day, madam. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Beretta’s sister, and I have been granted permission by Principal Andres to spend Christmas with you.”

"Oh, welcome, welcome. You know how quiet the castle gets during holidays, but you'll still need to provide the password!"

As they spoke, both the fat woman and Catherine looked at Beretta.

"Merry Christmas!"

Catherine was a little confused, thinking Beretta was exchanging pleasantries with the plump woman. Then the door to the Gryffindor common room opened.

"What an unexpected password!"

"This is because it was specially changed for Christmas; it's not like this normally. Come on, Catherine, let me show you our common room and my dormitory."

While Beretta was showing her sister around her academy, the other young wizards were also introducing their academies to their parents and families.

Jean-Norman Madison returned home around noon, and Mrs. Madison immediately hugged her son and burst into tears.

"Okay, Mom, I'm back now!"

"Yes, you've grown taller! And you've gotten much stronger too!"

"Of course, the food at Hogwarts is very good. If I didn't keep up the habit of exercising, I would definitely have gained weight."

"Son, quickly show us the magic you've learned at Hogwarts!" Mr. Madison looked at his son expectantly.

"Ah, okay, Dad! But I've only been learning for a few months and don't know much magic yet."

As the spell "lumos" was uttered, Renault's wand glowed.

Mr. and Mrs. Madison watched this scene with surprise, and then looked at their son with anticipation.

Jeanne thought for a moment, then picked up her wand and pointed it at a teacup on the table. "Yugadimmleviosa"

Then the teacup floated higher and higher into the sky, and Nuo controlled the teacup as it floated back and forth in the air.

"Is there anything else, Renault?"

"Yes, I can even turn a cup into a mouse!"

The scene then gradually shifted from a heartwarming reunion between mother and son to a magical performance, after which Jean received a kiss from his mother using toffee.

At the dinner table, Jean told his parents about everything that had happened to him at Hogwarts over the past three months, including his roommates, the wizard chess game, the Forbidden Forest, and the centaurs, but notably excluding his blacksmithing.

Bernhard's parents were also waiting at home, but they asked more questions than Jeanneau's parents. This was because they weren't there when their son's fate was decided; Bernhard himself made all the decisions.

"Benhard, are you sure you're going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" The question came from Benhard's father, who was more concerned about his son's future.

Bernhard said nothing, but silently took out his wand and began to display his skills. However, due to his age, his magic was more stable than Ranno's, and with the extra help from the professors, Bernhard's magic was even more impressive.

"Son, how are things going with that girl named Joanna? When can you bring her home to meet your mother?"

"Mom, what are you saying! We've only been together for a short time!"

"You've always been classmates, and now you're even going to Hogwarts together! If you don't seize this opportunity, it might not be easy to find a suitable witch later!"

It's clear that Bernhard's mother was more concerned with personal matters, which is perhaps a common trait among mothers all over the world.

While enjoying his mother's love, Bernhard was also experiencing torment. He suddenly wondered if Joanna was receiving the same treatment at home!

This is our first Christmas together, I hope she'll like the Christmas present.

"Son, what are you thinking about so intently? Are you thinking about that girl?"

The mother, with a woman's intuition, guessed what her son was thinking, while Bernhard instinctively denied it.

"No, Mom! I was thinking about next semester. I heard from a rumor that we'll be starting new courses next semester."