The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Dumbledore: "..."

"Professor Lockhart, I think you really should take a rest today." Dumbledore noticed Tom's weirdness. In front of him, Tom's cheeks were red, his eyes were shining, and even his breath smelled like hormones. Dumbledore knew that if he delayed the professor any longer, he might have a hot dance on the podium, so he immediately gave him a break, "I will take your class for you today. You go back to the office and take a rest first."

At the same time, Dumbledore also expressed his amazement at the potion's efficacy. Although there was a slight accident, he could still feel the vitality in Tom's body, and his vitality, energy, and vitality were almost bursting out.

To put it in a more fantasy way, it is "Qi and blood are like a dragon"

Tom nodded and walked out of the classroom quickly. The cool breeze in the corridor calmed him down slightly. He hurriedly walked towards his office while no one was around - he didn't even dare to run. If he ran, his heartbeat would speed up and he might be hurt. Something happened.

He switched to unicorn form as soon as he returned to the office. Tom made a good calculation. Unicorns can be immune to negative effects, and turning into unicorns can naturally restore sanity. But he never expected that Dumbledore would The potion had no negative effect, and his transformation had no effect.

Yes, things that are beneficial to the body will naturally not be immune.

Fortunately, under the protection of the unicorn form, Tom's mental power is stronger, so he can maintain his sanity better than the human form. When Tom was fighting for his reason in the office, the little wizards in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom were confused: What's going on? Why did Professor Lockhart leave suddenly?

Hermione was even more confused. She intuitively felt that something was wrong with Tom, but what did his last look mean? Her heartbeat quickened.

Something that shocked the little wizards even more happened. Professor Dumbledore took over from Professor Lockhart, walked into the classroom, and stood on the podium. Dumbledore has stopped teaching since the death of the previous headmaster, Armando Dippet, and he took over as headmaster. It has been decades ago.

As a result, he returned to the podium today!

The little wizards wanted to have crazy discussions and talk to their friends about their inner thoughts, but since Dumbledore was on the podium, they couldn't talk to each other and could only wait until after class.

So when Principal Dumbledore announced that get out of class was over, the whole classroom exploded like a hot oil pan with cold water poured into it. Everyone was shouting loudly to their friends, who were shouting back louder. , lest your voice be muffled by others. In this environment, Hermione ran out of the classroom without talking to anyone.

She quickly ran to the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office and knocked on the door. A feeble voice came from the door: "Please come in!"

After a class of "cooling down", Tom recovered a lot, and the yang energy in his heart finally calmed down. However, after the yang energy dissipated, he became even more tired. Now Tom just wants to have a good sleep. At this time, he heard a knock on the door. When the door opened, he saw Hermione standing outside the door in a lively manner.

Hermione ran very fast, a little out of breath, her chest heaved slightly, and there was a glimmer of sweat on the tip of her nose. She ducked into the office, closed the door and locked it, and hung her wizard robe on her coat. After putting it on the shelf, he looked at Tom without saying a word.

At this time, Tom had recovered his appearance and said to Hermione a little tiredly: "Hermione, sit down first and I will give you an explanation."

Hermione slowly walked to Tom's desk, her heels making a crisp sound when they collided with the ground. She pulled out the armchair and sat on it, but this time she was no longer sitting upright as a good girl, but in a more sharp-edged one. Exposed posture.

Hermione supported her right arm on the armrest of the armchair, held her chin with her right hand, raised her pretty face slightly, took out her wand with her left hand, and placed it on her chest. The slender right leg was lifted up and placed on the left leg, creating a very elegant cross-legged posture.

Today, in addition to the black gauze dress on her upper body, Hermione also wore a pair of tight black velvet pants that perfectly showed off the curves of her calves. She exuded a sense of liveliness as a young girl. On her feet, she changed into a pair of The black short boots with foundation add a hint of other meaning to the youthful look.

Hermione's movements were smooth and fluid.

Without saying a word, attack power is increased by 90%.

The pretty face is slightly raised, and the critical hit rate is increased by 100%.

Tight pants, short boots and long legs, Hermione Granger uses elemental explosion

Tom Yoder has stopped working.

"Speak, are you mute?" It could be seen that Hermione was really angry this time: Was it you last time? He kept saying that he would definitely take me on an adventure next time, but then he disappeared again this weekend?

Unbeknownst to Tom, Hermione waited for him all day on Saturday, and Tom disappeared. On Sunday, after she dressed up carefully, she ran to his office to look for him—the pair of short boots she specially bought from outside with an owl! What awaited me was a ruthless wooden door that would not respond and an empty office.

How could Hermione not guess where Tom had gone? He couldn't be stuck in the washing machine and couldn't get out! He went on an adventure behind her back!

Did we agree to face it together? After Hermione was tricked again, grievance and anger lingered in her heart, and tears oozed from her eyes.

Tom became nervous. He also remembered the previous agreement and couldn't help but said loudly: "It's all Dumbledore's fault!"

Tom: 乆

Today, Tom has learned the skill of blaming without any teacher. Just like the blond president, whenever he encounters any problem, he yells: "Take it off!"

Is the employment rate bad? Break that down. Is law and order getting worse? Break that down. Hygienic breakdown? Take that apart!

Tom awakened this skill in a crisis. When he encountered a problem, he made the word "乆" and yelled Dumbledore, and the effect was outstanding. Hermione was stunned for a moment, her brewing emotions being interrupted.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

"Yes, Dumbledore actually did such a thing to me..." Tom immediately told Hermione about his experiences over the weekend and this morning.

At this time, Dumbledore, who had just returned to the principal's office, sneezed.

"Oh my God!" Hermione was shocked by Tom's experience at Burnham Manor. She covered her mouth and her anger disappeared: "Are you okay?"

"Of course it's okay. Dumbledore also prepared a potion for me afterwards, which completely replenished the deficit." After saying this, Tom yawned, "There was just something wrong with the details."

His face turned red, "This morning... I'm sorry, I lost my temper... It's all Dumbledore's fault!"

Hermione also thought of Tom's strange behavior that morning, and couldn't help but look away guiltily, and adjusted her sitting position into a good girl's posture.

"Professor Dumbledore is really, what the hell, he almost caused trouble... But can you tell us about your previous adventures in detail? I don't understand some details." Hermione said she didn't listen when she just listened to the story. Take out the few details you understand and ask them one by one.

After listening to Tom's answer, Hermione fell into deep thought: Rome, Caesar, Celts, and curses all sounded very interesting, but there were still endless mysteries behind them.

She found a doubt, "But why did the curse of Caesar's era not break out until now? And it should have broken out in France and Italy. England is not the core territory of Rome."

Tom shook his head tiredly, "Vercingetorix couldn't do anything to Caesar when he was alive, how much trouble can he cause after he's dead?"

Hermione also saw Tom's fatigue. She combed through the timeline and found that Tom had stayed up all night and experienced a high-intensity battle in the morning. She couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and she felt from the bottom of her heart that Dumbledore really did this this time. It's a bit much.

Dumbledore opened the door to the infirmary, "Poppy, I seem to have a cold. Do you have any cold medicine? I have been sneezing since the first class in the morning."

This sentence shocked Ms. Pomfrey: Professor Dumbledore still can't cure his cold? This should be a simple magic spell for him to solve, right?

While speaking, Dumbledore sneezed again.

Madam Pomfrey: ...

…

Hermione walked behind Tom's desk, gently unrolled a roll of carpet, and sat cross-legged on it. She waved to Tom, asking him to come closer to her.

"Come on, take a good rest!" She patted her thigh, "I happened to learn a few tricks that can relieve fatigue."

"What a shame," he said, lying on his side on the carpet. "This is too hard for you."

Hermione covered her mouth and snickered, "Then you lay down quite quickly." She held Tom's head and let him lean gently on her thigh.

Tom shuddered slightly.

Soft, elastic, with a plush texture as fine as silk, and a faint fragrance surrounding the tip of his nose, Tom just felt that his life was complete.

"Shh-" Hermione put her index finger to her mouth to silence Tom. She was a little nervous just now, and she didn't know why she acted like this, but Tom's tremor made her realize: Tom was more nervous than she was! Then she suddenly became less nervous.

Instead, a hint of naughty thoughts arose.

She first took out a small comb from her arms, combed Tom's hair, and straightened his messy hair. At this time, looking at the fine sweat on Tom's forehead, she took out the white silk handkerchief, Wipe him clean gently.

She wiped Tom's sweat carefully, "Why are you sweating? Is it very hot?"

Tom: "Well..."

"Shh~"

Tom just shut up.

Hermione teased Tom and found that it was really fun! So she bent down slightly, put her ear next to Tom's ear, and then blew gently. Tom twitched for a moment, his mind went blank, and he couldn't move.

Hermione conjured up a small earpick and picked out Tom's ears.

"Sha—Sha—" The numbing feeling was like an electric shock, and it felt like someone was gently scraping the wall with a brush. Hermione took out a few times, then stopped. She picked up a glass, flicked it rhythmically with her nails, flicked it a few times, and then gently played with Tom's ears. In this cycle of touches and sounds, Tom gradually calmed down, and fell into a deep sleep along with the delicious aroma.

After a while, Hermione saw that Tom had fallen asleep, so she stopped what she was doing and just looked at him quietly.

At this moment, time stopped.

Tom fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up, the sun was already setting in the west, and Hermione was holding a book and reading it with gusto. When Tom had just woken up and was still unconscious, he only felt that there was a soft and elastic object under his head, and his hands seemed to be holding something. He took a closer look and found that his left hand was unconsciously holding Hermione's calf, and his other hand was resting on Hermione's ankle, just enough to grab her right foot.

In order not to wake him up, Hermione did not shake him off and let him hang on her thigh like a koala, acting as a real thigh pendant. Tom trembled, quickly let go, and struggled to sit up, but in a hurry, his left hand slapped Hermione's thigh directly.

Tom was also very sad to find that when he raised his head, there was a thin line hanging from the corner of his mouth: he was drooling while sleeping!

"Ouch!" Hermione screamed after being slapped unexpectedly, and slapped Tom on the head with the book in her hand.

After a few seconds, the two of them returned to normal. Tom knelt down on the edge, while Hermione worked hard to smooth out the bent pages.

Glancing at the small shadow, Tom panicked.

"Are you awake?" Hermione looked away from her book, "Don't be so rough! It scared me to death. Let me tell you, I learned the flying spell a few days ago and tried it several times this afternoon. They were all very successful - you can pick up things from far away even if you don't move." Hermione then noticed the stain left by Tom, "Hey - you have to pay me one! Let's go shopping and buy one some other time, you No defaulting!"

She took out her wand: "Clean up!"

Tom thought for a moment and said, "You still don't forget to study in the office. Your studious attitude is worthy of praise. Ravenclaw gets ten points for Miss Granger's diligence!"

Hermione was shocked by Tom's reason for extra points: "You can't pretend to be self-serving like this! And don't even think about digressing -"

"It's already this hour, what about your afternoon class?" Tom abruptly changed the subject, successfully diverting Hermione's attention.

"Of course I'll ask the professor to ask for leave for me~" Hermione said with a smile, "I've already studied those contents in advance. I can just look at someone else's notes when the time comes."

"Hmm..." Tom's eyes wandered.

"By the way, I remember you still owe me a box of chocolates?" Hermione felt a little hungry. She had only taken spiritual food since breakfast, and now her stomach was empty.

Tom:!

Ruined! Forgot to ask that old bee back!

But his eyes paused when he saw his desk. There seemed to be something in his drawer? He pulled it away and took a look, his face stiffened: the things he had bought from Hogsmeade were neatly placed in his desk drawer.

"That old bee!" Tom gritted his teeth again: Dumbledore actually entered his office while he was away!

If Dumbledore knew what Tom was thinking, he would grab him by the collar and shout: What do you really want? Since I have to deliver it to you but you can’t enter the office yet, then I’ll send Fox to deliver it to you?

Tom took out the box of wine-filled chocolates from the drawer and handed it to Hermione. He also gave Hermione two bottles of Butterbeer, a specialty of the Hog's Head Bar.

Hermione opened the box, tasted two chocolates, and narrowed her eyes with satisfaction: "I didn't expect that being a professor would have such convenience! It's a pity that I can't go to Hogsmeade until next year - by the way, you have to continue next year Teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts?”

"Of course not. This year is just a matter of catching up. There should be more reliable professors next year, and I will naturally step down by then." Tom shook his head. He was not arrogant enough to think that he could be re-elected as the Dark Devil with his own strength. Professor Fang said that he could replace Lockhart this year because Lockhart was so bad.

Moreover, even if he had enough strength, he would not be re-elected because the curse is there! If I don't want to end my career as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor with dignity, then the curse will help me end it with disgrace. There was once a professor who tried to be re-elected after a safe academic year. As a result, he was gored to death by a wild boar during an outing during the holidays!

After finding out the news, Tom immediately gave up the idea of ​​re-election for a second year. He wanted to live a little longer without challenging the law of cause and effect weapon.

Dumbledore should be writing a recruitment letter now, right? After Snape successfully forges the Wolfsbane potion, Dumbledore will recall Lupin. Snape never imagined that the day he could prepare Wolfsbane potion would be the day he would deal with the Marauders again.

"Then what do you do?" Hermione poked Tom's shoulder, "You have been lying in the school hospital on the surface."

"I will take a make-up exam after I wake up. If I fail the make-up exam, then Hermione, you will become my senior sister~" Tom made a little joke, "When the time comes, I will shout even louder when I meet you in the corridor. Shouting: 'Hello, senior sister'!"

Hermione was also amused by him, "Then after you repeat the grade, will you be so angry that you have to call everyone you know "senpai" and "senpai" when you see familiar people and you can't go to Hogsmeade? Wow, so pitiful," Hermione vividly imitated Tom's tone when he cried: "Wow, woo, senior Granger, I am repeating the grade, please bring me chocolates from Hogsmeade~"

The two men laughed.

"By the way, Hermione, you are thirteen years old this year, right?" Tom counted the days and found that Hermione was really one year older than him.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Hermione raised her head warily.

"Then you almost became my real senior sister." Hermione's birthday happened to be stuck on a wonderful boundary. She could be Tom's same level or his senior sister.

"I understand, do people like you only like elementary school girls?" Hermione glared and said, pretending to be angry on the surface, but feeling a little uneasy on the inside.

"No way! We only like beautiful ones!" Tom said the dangerous and violent words confidently, but was hit several times by Hermione with the book like swatting flies.

"By the way, what are you going to do about Lockhart?" After finishing the joke, Hermione also became serious, "You have helped him gain quite a reputation now."

Tom spread his hands: "Lockhart will pay the price, don't worry about that."

Want Tom to make Lockhart's wedding dress? What a beautiful thought!

The two talked and laughed for a while, and then it was dinner time. Tom and Hermione walked into the auditorium.

Harry and Ron also returned to everyone's field of vision. The curious little lions were around them asking about their whereabouts over the weekend. However, it was obvious that Dumbledore had given them a silence order, so they hesitated. Ken said.

In the end, he was forced to have no choice but to whisper: "We were caught by Professor Lockhart when we were trying to climb over the wall to go to Hogsmeade, but instead of punishing us, he took us to Hogsmeade for two days. sky……"

"What!" The little wizards who heard the news were all shocked: Why didn't I encounter such a good thing when I was in lower grade?

"Keep your voices down!" Harry quickly put his hand down to tell the students around him to be quiet. "If you publicize it like this, you will only deceive the professor!"

At this moment, Snape's eyes swept across the Gryffindor table, and everyone fell silent. However, Fred still lowered his voice: "He actually got his wish granted because of his adventurous spirit. Is this guy really a Ravenclaw? This behavior is too Gryffindor!"

While the little wizards were discussing in the audience, the professors on the faculty bench were also chatting away.

"Professor Lockhart, you look better?" Dumbledore said to Tom, holding up a goblet.

"Yes, thanks to you, it's much better." Tom deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "you", but Dumbledore didn't seem to understand and said with a smile: "Just feel comfortable."

Tom's mind moved slightly, "Professor, can you give me those medicinal materials? I want to do further research."

Dumbledore paused, obviously not expecting Tom to make such a request, but he still took out a small bag from his arms containing the remaining medicinal ingredients, and handed it to Tom, "Be safe."

"Thank you." Tom took the medicine bag from Dumbledore.

"Thank you." Huck took the document bag from Bernard.

"Minister, why do you want to investigate this case? I thought you were busy enough."

"Meetings, speeches, individual appointments...actually nothing practical was done." Huck complained. He was not a fool, and he also understood that the civil service group headed by Sir Humphrey was trying to fill his schedule. Prevent him from showing off his talents.

Ministers and civil servants are two groups that are naturally opposed to each other. Civil servants want things to stay the same except for paychecks, while ministers need to make changes to fulfill their campaign promises. Movement and stillness produced the same impact as water and fire, and in the end it could only end with the surrender of one party.

At present, Huck's fire is still a small flame and cannot compete with Humphrey. He needs time.

But as it happens, Humphrey wants Huck to grow up slowly. Because of the idle ministers and the iron-clad civil servants, no one knows when the minister will step down - take the blame, reorganize the cabinet, hold general elections... but the civil servants will always be at their posts.

After Huck became familiar with the methods of the department and civilian officials, it was time for him to leave.

Huck opened the file and read it carefully.

"Tom Yoder...the Bristol fire...the bombing..." Huck frowned, and a line seemed to connect in front of his eyes.

But there was a problem. According to the records, this Tom Yoder was an orphan who had disappeared for a long time. If he were still alive, he would only be twelve years old.

A monthly pass?