The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

While Tom and Hermione were resting, others also ran to the city center one after another.

The first one to appear was Alyosha with a serious face, the weapon in his hand was still smoking. He was followed by the gray-faced old man Yushad. When the two of them arrived, they collapsed on the ground. Alyosha took out a box of cigarettes from his arms and sat there puffing away.

After a while, Sarah and Alan also arrived silently supporting Professor Hunter, but Will, who was originally carrying the professor on his back, disappeared.

After that, no one showed up.

The air was almost frozen.

The few people who broke out were in a state of emotional collapse. Some of them had just lost their classmates, and some had lost their comrades in arms. Only Yushad, Tom, and Hermione were in a normal state of mind, just sad but not broken. Among these three people, one has a certain death mentality and will earn money if he survives, while the other two really have nothing to lose.

Tom thought about the days and nights spent together these days, and thought about the voices and smiles of those who died: the outspoken but knowledgeable Will, the young and energetic Yegor, the very gentleman Peter... Tom couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart. Hermione's eyes were also red.

With red eyes, Alyosha smoked cigarettes one after another, often finishing them in two or three puffs. Soon, cigarette butts were scattered on the ground. When he finished smoking the last cigarette in his pack, he looked over at Tom and Hermione.

"So, what is that thing?" he asked hoarsely.

"The crouching bat."

"Float on the ground...what?"

"A kind of dark creature, Muggle's physical attack methods are ineffective against it." Tom looked at the expedition team with more than half of the dead and wounded, and he really couldn't hide anything from them anymore - he had to tell people what the attacking creature was! So he told all these things.

Hermione on the side also suddenly realized that they had now seriously violated the confidentiality law! But she couldn't stand up and stop Tom. She lowered her head, thinking about the punishment she was about to receive.

"Maybe she will be imprisoned in Azkaban?" she thought, but then she thought about it and thought that even if she was imprisoned in Azkaban, with Tom accompanying her, it would not seem so scary.

"Muggles? Dark creatures?" Allen felt that these terms were too unfamiliar and sounded just like the fantasy novels he read.

"You can understand them as some special mystical terms, some existences that cannot be explained by science." Tom really didn't know where to start, so he could only say in a very general way that this was a category of mysticism.

"Sukabule!" Alyosha spat on the ground. Just now they tried to fight back against those creatures, but neither bullets nor grenades could cause damage to those monsters. It was still the big silver three-headed dog. The attack was the most effective, but unfortunately it also dissipated in the end.

If it weren't for the big dog, if those monsters hadn't retreated on their own initiative, Alyosha felt that it would be impossible for him to break out.

After Alyosha said a national curse, he looked at the night sky. He wanted to ask a question, but he held back. He did not dare to think deeply about whether the two children in front of him knew about the strange things in the ancient city and about this adventure. What is the fundamental purpose of .

What Alyosha didn't know was that Tom was also confused. The fundamental purpose of his expedition was to find the lost city. Now that the city was found, what should he do? Sign "Visit Here" on the wall and go back?

"Peter... Yegor..." The faces of his comrades flashed before Alyosha's eyes. Some of them were very young, just adults, and some were only a few days old, but they all died in this ancient city. No bones remain.

"I'm tired," he shook off the cigarette ashes on his body, "just take a rest here, and we will discuss it the next morning when the doctor wakes up."

Allen looked troubled: Who else can work the night shift in this state?

"Everyone can sleep peacefully. There is no need to keep anyone vigilant." Alyosha seemed to look away, "Didn't you see that group of lying... bats just stopped when they came here? This means there is something more terrifying here. Living things - like the beasts on the steppes, have their own territory, and now we are staying in the territory of the more ferocious beasts."

The remaining people were shocked: Those monsters just now were terrifying enough, but there are actually existences more ferocious than them? !

"But it may be safer. The lords here may not be interested in us. Lions will hunt antelopes, but they are not very interested in rabbits. On the contrary, wild dogs that are not as good as lions will want to eat rabbits." Alyosha said to The problem is very clear.

And he also understands that just escaping from the Voldemort Bat was a fluke. If a stronger monster comes again, what's the use of being on guard in advance? Might as well get a good night's sleep.

He looked down at his watch, only to find that the hands had stopped. After looking at other people's watches, there were also problems - it might be that there was a strange magnetic field nearby, which interfered with the operation of watches and other equipment.

But the problem is not big. Even without a watch, Alyosha can judge the time through other methods. The top priority is to rest. Alyosha found a relatively intact room, went in and cleaned it a little, then lay on the floor and fell asleep again.

Tom and Hermione did not go directly to bed, they came to Dr. Hunter's side. Since the bottom has been leaked, there is no need to hide it. Tom took out his wand and pointed at Dr. Hunter's plastered arm: Healed as before!

After using the spell, Tom removed the plaster for the doctor. The arm inside was flat and smooth, and the broken bones had healed. When the doctor wakes up in the morning, he will find that he is completely fine. In fact, I have to thank the doctor for reconnecting the bones very well, which greatly reduced the difficulty of the spell.

Alan on the side witnessed all this from beginning to end. Looking at the teacher's arm, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "God, is this magic?"

"Yes, this is magic."

Allen hesitated again and again, but finally said what he was thinking: "Then...can I learn?" He believed that this was a turning point in his destiny, and if he didn't speak out, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Tom shook his head, "If you didn't receive mail when you were eleven, you had nothing to do with magic."

Allen's disappointment was palpable.

"Why eleven years old?" Sarah was a little surprised. "For wizards, the numbers 7 and 13 should be more suitable, right?"

"Because the older you get, the harder it is to control magic. And the eleven-year-old Muggle wizard just graduated from elementary school and learned some basic knowledge." This question was answered by Hermione, and she did not want to continue talking. , "It's time for us to rest now. We'll talk about anything tomorrow morning."