The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"Our exclusive adventure?" Hermione failed to understand what Tom said, "What do you mean? I thought you wanted to wait until Uncle Hal and the others left before going out -"

Tom shook his head. He hadn't revealed the most important secret here yet, so how could he leave so easily?

He took Hermione back to the sand.

"The sand in this sand is weird." Tom picked up a handful of sand from the ground and watched it slipping from his fingertips little by little.

"The first contact is a record, and the second contact is a return to the point of contact. This is the Sands of Time." Tom took out another crystal bottle, "Would you like a bottle too? Although you can't take more. , but one bottle per person still feels okay.”

"Since it is such a precious treasure, why not..." Hermione looked at the large piece of yellow sand and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Tom shook his head and said meaningfully: "There is a god three feet above your head."

Hermione still had some difficulty understanding what Tom said, but since he said so, it made sense, so she only took a small bottle.

When they returned to the treasure room, Tom suddenly asked Hermione a question: Do you still remember that poem? "Follow me to the water in the sun"

"Of course," Hermione raised her chin proudly and began to recite the poem Tom once read to her: "Follow me to the water in the sun..."

"Educated and knowledgeable!" Tom applauded after Hermione recited the entire poem. "Then, my dear Miss Granger, do you think the small pool in the house fits the description in the poem?"

As if to cooperate with Tom, the little golden fish in the pond jumped up from the pond and made a "water splash".

Tom pointed at the little fish, his expression as if to say: Look! am I right?

Hermione couldn't help rolling her eyes, "Where did you get all this information?" But even though she said so, Hermione subconsciously believed Tom, because his poem had accurately predicted it before. Four pieces of clues and the whereabouts of the most critical key.

Tom was silent for a moment, "I will tell you when the time is right in the future."

But Hermione's energy was no longer on Tom at this time. She was circling the pond looking for other clues.

"Look!" She soon found a key thing: she took out a sparkling golden robe from the gold mountain. Along with the robe, a wreath-shaped crown and a small glass bottle were pulled out. .

"Put it on quickly!" Hermione called Tom over and motioned for him to quickly put on the clothes. At the same time, she held the robe with both hands and gestured to Tom twice. "I feel it fits me very well."

Tom looked at this wealthy gold-style robe and resisted a little. He hesitated to speak, but Hermione guessed his thoughts and stopped him in advance: "I can't wear it, so give up! "

Tom reluctantly put on the robe and the flower crown. He opened the small glass bottle and found a bottle of olive oil inside - after five thousand years, this bottle of olive oil was still fresh. After the bottle cap was removed, the unique aroma of olive oil escaped from the mouth of the bottle. , lingering in the air.

After Tom poured the bottle of olive oil over himself, something magical happened.

The little goldfish that was wandering lazily in the pond suddenly became excited and circled around the edge of the pond. Tom stretched his hand into the pond, and the little fish slipped into his palm. There was a suction force coming from the goldfish, which firmly fixed Tom's hand to its body. The fish swung its tail and swam toward the center of the pond. The fish was small but very strong. Tom was dragged and fell into the pond. Hermione saw this and grabbed Tom's hand and tried to pull him up, but she was also brought into the pond.

After falling into the pond, Tom found that he did not feel the suffocation of drowning, and it was no different from that on land. The small fish in the hand does not have the smoothness of aquatic creatures, but is cold, like a moving golden pimple.

Led by the little goldfish, Tom and Hermione slid deeper into the pond. What's interesting is that this pond looks very shallow from the outside, with the deepest point not exceeding two meters, but it actually seems to have no bottom after sinking into it. As the water depth increases, the surrounding light gradually becomes weaker, until the natural light disappears completely. Fortunately, the goldfish in Tom's hand emits a faint light, making this dark and silent water less depressing.

There is a disease called deep sea phobia. For people with this condition, the bottomless ocean is the scariest thing in the world. Whenever they see deep waters, the association ability in their minds will be greatly increased - and then they will suffer from macrophobia. At this time, Tom feels that he is suffering from deep sea phobia: he is in claustrophobia. Under the light water, the little goldfish in my hand is the only source of light.

In this case, isn't it very reasonable that a giant sea creature is staring at this light source and will devour them in the next second?

Under this pressure, Tom's breathing quickened, and there was a grip on his hand - obviously, Hermione was also extremely nervous.

Finally, a light appeared in their field of vision. The damp, cold lake water was getting warmer, and the light gradually expanded, eventually making the entire water area clear...

The little fish also speeded up and rushed towards the water——

The bright light filled Tom's vision, making him dizzy. It took him a while to come back to his senses. After his eyesight recovered, he was finally able to see clearly his surroundings: he was soaking in a pool in a room, and Hermione was not far from him.

Calling it a house may be a bit inappropriate, because Tom's view was extremely broad, and the whole room seemed to be supported only by pillars at the four corners, with linen hanging between the pillars as partitions. It's more like a pavilion than a house.

Tom climbed out of the pool and stood on the shore. At this moment, the linen in front of him was rolled up, revealing the outside world. Tom looked outside and felt a strong sense of dissonance: there was actually a bustling city outside. I am standing on this high platform overlooking the vendors and pawns on the street!

"Yu'er has brought me a guest." A gentle voice sounded behind Tom. He turned around suddenly and found a boy leaning on a cushion looking at him. At the boy's feet lay a black cat. There is a golden ball wrapped around the tail, which sways with the swaying of the cat's tail.

That golden ball was exactly the same as the one the Sphinx took out before.

The young man raised his chin towards Tom, "Two travelers, please introduce yourselves. My name is Narmer. Of course, you can also call me: Menes."