They reached Gryffindor Dormitory late into the night.
Waiting inside the common room was already a crowd of students.
The moment Alexander stepped in, cheers broke out.
"Star Student!"
"Troll Slayer!"
"Snow War Commander!"
Praises flew from every direction.
Alexander only waved lazily as if he had heard it all a thousand times before.
"Alright, alright… save the energy. We've got work to do."
With a flick of his wand, he opened his briefcase and began pulling out stacks upon stacks of photos — Snow War battles, flying snow beasts, castle-wide chaos, and the entire Christmas spectacle.
The twins' eyes sparkled like treasure hunters.
"You actually got EVERYTHING?!"
"Amazing!"
Alexander smirked.
"Less talking. More working."
He placed several vials of enhancement potion on the table.
The Gryffindor common room turned into a production workshop.
Students laughed while organizing piles.
Others enhanced frames.
Alexander and the twins handled animation and duplication.
The enchanted photographs came to life one after another:
Snow Ravens dive-bombing students.
Snow Snakes clashing mid-air.
The moment the Slytherin flag fell.
The enchanted snowfall at dinner.
Santa flying across the Great Hall.
The Phoenix illusion soaring above everyone.
The room was filled with awe and laughter.
No one felt sleepy.
They talked, joked, relived moments, and even debated which house fought best during the Snow War.
By the time the final batch was completed.
Morning sunlight was already shining through the windows.
"…We pulled an all-nighter."
"Worth it."
"Completely worth it."
Despite zero sleep, excitement still fueled them.
Alexander stretched lightly while scanning the finished stacks.
"Helpers first. Take what you want."
Cheers erupted again.
Students carefully picked their favorite enchanted photos.
Personal memories they would treasure for years.
Alexander separated his own selection, mostly moments with Cho, Ravenclaw victories, and key battle shots.
After making his copies, the rest he handed to the twins.
"Sell or distribute. Your call."
The twins saluted dramatically.
"Leave business to us."
"Profit shall be maximized!"
After freshening up, Alexander headed down to breakfast.
Cho was already waiting for him.
She smiled the moment she saw him sit down.
"You look like you didn't sleep."
"I didn't."
He slid a stack of photos toward her.
Her eyes widened.
"These are… from last night?"
"We will make copies of the ones you want."
She carefully flipped through them.
Her laughter was soft— especially at the romantic ceiling scene, the snowfall dinner, and the Snow War victory shot.
Alexander helped her duplicate extra copies.
Meanwhile, the Gryffindor table was absolute chaos.
The twins were standing on benches like auctioneers.
"Snow War limited editions!"
"Christmas Show exclusives!"
Students swarmed them.
Business was exploding.
One buyer stood above all others — Harry.
He bought photo after photo without hesitation.
"I'll take these… and these… and all of those."
His favorite?
The shot of Malfoy being swarmed by Snow Ravens mid-scream.
He laughed every time the motion picture replayed it.
After breakfast, students began packing for departure.
Alexander finished his own preparations before meeting Cho outside.
Together, they boarded the Hogwarts Express and quickly found a private compartment.
The train hadn't even left yet when they began chatting again — reviewing photos, talking about the semester, and laughing about everything that had happened.
Alexander pulled out snacks from his briefcase.
Cho shook her head, amused.
"You're always prepared."
Before they could enjoy the quiet for long—
The compartment door slammed open.
The twins.
"Found you!"
"You thought we wouldn't join?"
Alexander sighed.
Cho laughed.
And just like that, the private ride turned into a four-person hangout.
They talked about:
The Troll incident.
The dueling club.
Photo profits.
Future prank ideas.
Next semester plans.
Time flew faster than expected.
Eventually, the train slowed.
The familiar announcement echoed.
They had arrived at Platform 9¾.
The semester had ended—
But the stories, chaos, and memories Alexander Chen created…
Were only just beginning to spread beyond Hogwarts.