The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

The protective cover looks like a rectangular shell. It shrinks directly after meeting the time turner and fits tightly on the hourglass surface of the time turner. Hermione hung the converter chain around her and Tom's necks and turned the small hourglass. As she turned, she carefully observed the changes in the protective cover.

Every time Hermione turned around, the protective cover expanded a little outward. After Hermione turned 170 times, the protective cover expanded to the extreme, and it seemed that it would explode in the next second.

"Stop!" Hermione stopped. The next moment, the scenery in front of them became blurred, and everything around them turned into a familiar mosaic shape. By the time they landed, they were already a week ago.

"Not bad for a week's vacation!" Hermione rubbed her hands, as if she wanted to whistle, but held back.

"A week..." The length of time touched her, and she remembered something.

"It seems that among the tasks issued by the guild, no one has taken up the investigation task of the Trans-Siberian Railway, right?"

"Probably not yet, I can take it - it's still a C-level mission, and you can be promoted after completing it." Tom recalled that the mission had been pending for a while, and it seemed that no one had taken it.

"And it happens to take a little more than six days to make a trip." Hermione thought that it would be better to take the opportunity to complete this task for it during the vacation. It's rare to get a week off, and if they don't do it this time, they'll have to wait until Christmas. By then, this task may have been completed by others.

Of course, the most important thing is that riding this railway is a form of vacation in itself. The Trans-Siberian Railway from Moscow to Vladivostok is the longest railway line in the world, with a total length of 9,288 kilometers and a completion time of 150 hours. Of course, there used to be a railway line that was even longer than that - the Kiev-Vladivostok railway in Ukraine, which covers a total distance of 11,085 kilometers and requires only one ticket. Unfortunately, this line has been out of service with the disintegration of the Soviet Union. It is worth mentioning that the second-ranked main line is the Moscow to Pyongyang railway line, with a total length of 10,267 kilometers-it is also out of service, and it is also a specialty of the Soviet Union.

More importantly, when taking the train, you can also enjoy the scenery along the railway line. The scenery of Siberia is impeccable: endless steppes and glacial canyons covered with snow. When the sun rises in the early morning, the train seems to be chasing the sun, and when the sun sets, it has the illusion of traveling on gold.

Hermione thought about Siberia and her experiences on the railway, and her heart skipped a beat.

If your heart moves, take action. For ordinary people, the distance between London and Moscow is literally the end of the world. Only Downing Street's state secrets can reach Moscow quickly. Beyond that, everything else takes a long time and effort.

But this distance is nothing to the wizard. Tom and Hermione first quietly went back to the dormitory to take some belongings, then went to the principal's office, found Fox, and exchanged a pound of snake meat for Fox's help, allowing him to fly them to Moscow. Dumbledore didn't know what he was doing recently and was always out of the office. Fortunately, he didn't change the password for the entrance, otherwise Tom would still have a lot of trouble getting in.

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Soon after, Tom and Hermione appeared on the streets of Moscow. Their destination was Yaroslavl Station, one of the largest train stations in Moscow and the starting point of the mission. Strictly speaking, the Trans-Siberian Railway, known as the Eurasian Continental Bridge, runs from east to west and can even start from Hamburg, Germany. But if you really want to "get it all in one go", you can only choose Moscow as the starting station.

But they can't go directly to the train station. After they were "teleported" to Moscow via Phoenix, they first went to the bank to exchange a batch of rubles - these days, anyone who exchanged pounds for rubles at the official price was simply synonymous with fools. The behavior of the two Toms attracted quite a lot of strange looks.

Even when they left the bank, a few people followed them silently, until they were led to the corner by Tom and took a few confusion spells before they stopped.

Along the way, only the word "depression" can best describe the scenery Tom saw. The once prosperous capital of the Red Empire was now nothing but a shambles. Although the magnificent building is still there, only an empty shell remains. The streets are filled with graffiti, broken bottles, sleepy drunks and vendors carrying all kinds of sundries. Occasionally passers-by walking on the street also wrapped themselves tightly, as if they didn't even want to say a word to these vendors.

Hermione had no such concerns. She looked curiously at the little bits and pieces in the arms, baskets, and stalls of the street vendors: wine, wine glasses, candlesticks, radios...it seemed like they had everything.

"It looks very interesting. Is this a flea market?" she asked Tom with interest, "So this is what Moscow is like... What's the long queue over there?"

Tom didn't reply. He knew the origins of these vendors very well - maybe a few years ago, they were teachers, engineers, and workers, but now, they all took to the streets, set up street stalls, and became "flexible employees" to provide Russia’s “street stall economy” has contributed a lot. He also knew very well that this so-called "secondhand market" was not opened with the theme of "saving". The theme here is "survival". He looked in the direction of Hermione's finger, and sure enough he saw a long dragon.

"Bakery." He just glanced at the packages in the arms of the people leaving at the front of the line and understood what they were waiting for.

"Then the bread in this store must taste very good," Hermione said with a hint of yearning in her eyes, "It's a pity that we don't have that much time..."

There was a look of affection in Tom's eyes and he stroked Hermione's hair.

"What's wrong, are you touching my head all of a sudden?" Hermione slapped Tom's hand off her head and complained with some dissatisfaction, "My hair is going to be messed up!"

"Nothing, it's fine." Tom took Hermione's hand and squeezed it, feeling the soft and warm touch.

What a pure and innocent child who knows nothing about the world! Tom felt a little emotional, Hermione still saw a little less.

The two of them, Tom, had already left, but the queue in front of the bakery was still moving slowly until a woman in a windbreaker walked to the window.

She was wearing a decent woolen coat, covering most of her face with the collar and hat. She bent down and looked into the bakery's small window and asked in a low voice: "Is there any more bread?"

"The bread has been sold out."

This answer is very cold.

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