The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"Okay! Tonks, don't provoke them." Delis was extremely nervous, his body was tense, and the knuckles of the hand holding the wand were slightly white. He knew that in this situation, angering the dementors was definitely not a rational decision.

There are so many of them! Even though he and Tonks knew both the Patronus Charm and the Dementors, they could still be sucked into him by a swarm of dementors. As for those batters, Delis despised them in his heart, and he thought it was better not to have hope for these people.

Tonks was stunned, a surge of anger surged into her heart, and the hair on her head turned fiery red.

"You mean to let this matter go? They rushed into Hogsmeade. So many residents, so many customers, and Hogwarts students were all attacked by them indiscriminately. As a result, this Is this the end of the matter?"

Delis was a little embarrassed, "This is not really...but...let's think about it in the long term-"

He could feel that the surrounding Dementors were gradually shrinking their encirclement.

Tom could also feel that there seemed to be impetuous emotions surging among the surrounding Dementors.

The name of the Ministry of Magic has much less binding power over the dementors who just went crazy in Hogsmeade. Therefore, in the eyes of the Dementors, the label of "Envoys of the Ministry of Magic" on Tonks and others gradually faded, and the label of "food" became more prominent.

"Fresh... food..." A rather large dementor seemed to be a bit unsatisfied, and even wanted to attack the employees of the Ministry of Magic.

"Full..." However, the dementors who had just had a feast did not have a strong desire to eat. They just surrounded Tonks and the others out of instinct, and had not yet made up their mind to attack.

"If you have to starve in the future, it's better to eat more now!" The big Dementor became anxious, and its speaking speed also increased. It was no longer the dementor's unique intermittent speaking style. But one after another, it was a little smoother than before.

To the simple-minded dementors, what this dementor said made sense. In the world of dementors, everything is very simple. When you are hungry, you have to eat. If you make an agreement with other creatures, you will abide by it. This group of evil dark creatures are actually a little bit simple when it comes to dealing with monsters. .

They started to stir a little bit. Tonks and the others suddenly turned pale. Although they couldn't understand what the dementors were saying, they could hear the "whirring" sound in their mouths, and now this strange gasping sound was obviously more rapid.

Seeing this, Tom felt that he could no longer let the Dementor set the pace, so he spoke up and imitated the Dementor's tone and said, "They are... people from the Ministry of Magic."

The surrounding Dementors froze. They remembered each other's special identity, and also thought of those terrible wizards. Dementors cannot die, so the dementors present basically have memories of being beaten crazily by wizards in the past. It is these memories that make them choose to abide by the rules, obey the orders of the Ministry of Magic, and never step out of Azkaban.

"Elder...speak, kid...don't interrupt..." The dementor who just spoke scolded Tom rather dissatisfied.

The Dementor who had seen Tom outside the Three Broomsticks before said something for Tom, "He... is still a... child, cares about... what?"

Tall Dementor:...

At this moment, more than a dozen explosions were heard in the street. Fudge rushed to the scene with a large force from the Ministry of Magic. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

As if he was about to collapse, Delis shouted to Fudge: "Minister!"

Fudge ignored Delis. He glared at the group of dementors and shouted sternly: "Are you going to rebel?!"

Naturally, it's not because he is a bold person that he is so tough. On the contrary, Fudge is extremely cowardly in his heart, but the more cowardly he is, the more he will appear to be strong, which is the so-called fierce appearance but weak heart. In fact, the reason why Fudge dared to do this was that he brought enough people to create at least four or five physical patron saints, so it would be easy to defeat these dementors.

So Fudge, who is submissive to the dark wizard, can naturally attack the dementors hard.

Delis trotted up to Fudge and said, "Minister, these dementors want to attack me and Tonks. They are no longer ordinary dementors. They must hit hard!"

Fudge took a deep breath and yelled at the dementors: "Go back to your posts! If something like this happens again, we will punish you severely!"

Everyone from the Ministry of Magic:...?

Fudge didn't give any specific punishment, which surprised them. But many people can understand, after all, these dementors are still used to guard Hogwarts.

"Minister!" Tonks couldn't help shouting, but she didn't dare to speak after being glared at by Kingsley.

Under the supervision of the Ministry of Magic, the dementors gradually dispersed, returned to the passage they guarded, and continued to block Hogwarts. When the last Dementor left, the dark clouds and fog in the sky dispersed, the sun shone on the ground, and the village of Hogsmeade, which had been exposed once, gradually returned to life.

"Go back to work!" Fudge waved his hand, stretched out his growing belly, and asked all his subordinates to disperse. However, he sent his confidants Deluxe, Kingsley and the newly recruited Auror Tonk Si stayed.

He glanced at Tonks, who was dressed rebelliously, and patted her shoulder, "Nymphadora Tonks?"

"Yes," Facing the minister, Tonks still showed enough respect and replied solemnly.

"Ha! You don't have to be so restrained!" Fudge laughed heartily, "Your mother is Andromeda from the Black family, right? She and I are old acquaintances..." As he said this, he led three of his subordinates towards the three. Take the broom away.

"It's better to choose a different day. Today I'll treat you to two drinks to calm down your worries. There is no drink that can make people relax more physically and mentally than Three Broomsticks' butterbeer." Fudge didn't look like he had taken the previous Dementor at all. He took what they had done to heart, and now he just wanted to take a break from the busy work and go to the bar to relax - it happened to be lunch time, so he could enjoy it before going back to the ministry.

Come here! Now that the matter is settled, relax.

Tonks looked at Fudge's appearance and felt something to say in her stomach. She felt that as the Minister of Magic, the Dementors who caused trouble before should be held accountable, right? But why does he seem to want to let them go?

However, due to Senior Kingsley's stern gaze, she suppressed these words and only waited to talk again at the wine table.

The door to the Three Broomsticks bar was pushed open by Fudge, and there were far fewer customers inside than usual. Mainly because of the Dementor search just now, many people lost their temper and hurriedly drank the wine in their glasses and left.

The charming Ms. Rosmerta quickly came up to her, frowning and complaining to Fudge about the impact of the dementors on her tavern business. The core idea behind her words was: give the dementors eye drops!

But Fudge obviously didn't agree with this. He made a haha ​​and said that since the dementors have affected your business, then the head of the department will come over and take care of your business! How could Ms. Rosmerta not see the perfunctory words spoken by Fudge, so she could only welcome several important officials from the Ministry of Magic in with a wry smile.

Several people happened to meet Hermione who was about to leave after eating.

"Minister, this is Hermione Granger. She just summoned the physical Patronus and successfully drove away several invading dementors." Ms. Rosmerta took the initiative to introduce Hermione to Fudge.

Fudge had no impression of this brown-haired girl. Firstly, she was not a descendant of a pure-blood family, and secondly, she had no outstanding deeds. Fudge would definitely not pay attention to her. It was his instinct as a political creature to greet her gently. Fudge's impression of her was due to the application that Professor McGonagall called, letting him know that Hogwarts had admitted a very studious little witch in the past two years. It wasn't until Ms. Rosmerta introduced her like this that he became interested in Hermione.

He looked at Hermione seriously and his eyes lit up: "You are the little witch who took the Knight Bus to the Leaky Cauldron with Yoder before!"

Hermione was a little nervous when she saw the minister, so she just nodded, but the excitement in her eyes couldn't be concealed.

Hermione's admiring gaze was very helpful to Fudge. He looked around and found that he didn't see Tom Yoder. "Where is Yoder? Why didn't you see him? Isn't he with you?"

Hermione shook her head.

"Huh?" Fudge was a little confused. Are the young lovers having a conflict? Why do you let girls come to a place like a bar to drink alone? So he straightened his face and told Hermione to get out of here quickly.

"Children, stop drinking! Just drink some butterbeer and that's the limit!" But then he praised Hermione's studiousness and said that Hermione, this child, will definitely be successful after graduation. Just relying on the physical patron saint, 80% of the positions in the Ministry of Magic can be selected at will.

Hearing this compliment, Hermione's heart surged and she was elated, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

At this time, Tom was on his way back to Hogwarts. He chatted with the dementors on many topics along the way.

"Why do we...must...live...in...Azkaban?"

Fellow Dementor A:...

Dementor B: "There... there is... food."

"If... there is food... elsewhere... would you go?"

Dementors A, B and C:...

They fell into silence. This was a good question, but they were also entangled. For a moment, they didn't know how to answer it. When they came up with a "clever idea" - to eat somewhere with food and then return to Azkaban, they discovered that their former talkative dwarf companion had disappeared.

"Your Patronus almost bit me to death!" Tom complained to Hermione.

"Don't be angry, I'll treat you to chocolate."

Tom took two bites of the chocolate handed over by Hermione, and felt a smell of mustard go straight into his nostrils. For a moment, he felt "transparent".

He tried hard to wipe away the tears that came out, and then caught Hermione who was trying to escape.

"You Hermione Granger! You're teasing me like this!"

Hermione stared with wide eyes and looked innocent, "What am I doing to you? Is it wrong for me to kindly treat you to Zuko's Joke Shop's latest product - mustard chocolate?"

The two immediately got into a fight.

When the fun was enough, Hermione opened a stick of something like chewing gum and chewed it with relish.

Tom glanced at her curiously, "What is this? Chewing gum?"

He didn't think it was ordinary chewing gum. And his hunch was indeed correct.

"It seems to be a gift for buying something. It seems to be called Baiwei chewing gum. Each bite has a different flavor." Hermione glanced at the wrapping paper and remembered the origin of this chewing gum.

"Can I have a taste?" Tom's curiosity was also aroused by what Hermione said. He also wanted to taste what the so-called "100 flavors" have.

"Sorry... there seems to be only one," Hermione looked through her backpack and found that the store owner only gave her a piece of chewing gum. But she rolled her eyes and came up with a new idea: "This one is quite flavorful, you can... share it with me."

Tom rubbed his fingers, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Have you seen "How Steel Was Tempered"? It seems that Tonya also asked Paul to chew gum with her in it." Tom thought of the day he met Hermione, and suddenly felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

At this time, the two of them happened to pass through the Forbidden Forest, and there was no one around, so they stopped here. Hermione stretched out her right hand, gently inserted her slender warm fingers into his hair, and touched her lover tenderly.

"I think you are referring to "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer"? I don't remember that Tonya asked Paul to eat chewing gum." But as if she remembered something, Hermione's face was stern, "And I don’t allow you to think like this!”

Tom was a little confused by her sudden dominance, but he also agreed in a confused way.

Hermione didn't say what was on her mind. She hates that Tom compares her relationship with him to Paul and Tonya. In her opinion, this is really unlucky!

"Did he see the back?" Hermione was still a little angry in her heart. "Don't he know that Paul and Tonya couldn't get together in the end? Tonya became someone else's wife, a railway bureau The little boss..."

She pouted her lips angrily and exposed part of the chewing gum in her mouth: she was ready, it was up to Tom how she behaved.

Tom leaned forward, took the gum from Hermione's mouth, and started chewing it. A complex taste blooms in the mouth, first as sweet as nectar, then a little fresh as a lemon, and as smooth and chewy as an okra...

When Tom and Hermione were shopping in Hogsmeade, Hermione's cat Crookshanks was not idle either.

After patrolling the lounge for a while, it managed to open the door and slipped into the corridor.

It knew that Hermione and her male favorite went out to play today, so it made a big decision: to prepare a gift for them while they were away to repay the kindness of raising them.