The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Chapter 317 Golden Eagle Express (please vote for me)

The man in sunglasses didn't know the bad impact his words had - even if he knew, he wouldn't care. The girl in his arms had red eyes and seemed to want to retort, but she bit her lip and held back. On the contrary, Hermione next to her was furious at his remarks.

"What are you talking about? In World War II, the Soviet Union was undoubtedly the country that contributed the most people and resources - the resistance of one building here was longer than the resistance of the entire country of France, right on the street below your feet , the Soviets fought against the German artillery fire, and fought with them inch by inch for the land here. In your mouth, does it become a boast?" She said a few words to the man in sunglasses like a barrage of words.

The man in sunglasses was stunned for a moment and looked at Hermione who was wearing regular clothes. "British?" He made his judgment based on Hermione's accent. He took a closer look at Hermione's outfit: cow-colored coat, fringed scarf, slim-leg jeans, black mid-calf boots, and her green face. At first glance, she looked like an ordinary tourist, even though the British were in this country now. He can be regarded as a superior person, but he is still a soft persimmon in essence.

So he got tough and said, "What does it have to do with you? A stinky beggar came to Moscow to beg for food? Mind your own business!"

He wanted to continue saying something, but he was met with a snake eye. He shuddered violently, but when he calmed down and took a look, he only saw a deep black eye.

"FUCK OFF ASSHOLE!" Tom yelled a curse word at him. Hermione thought that the man who heard such words would not let it go, but what she didn't expect was that the man turned around and left without even leaving a harsh word. She glanced at Tom, only to find that he was already holding her wand in his hand.

"Calm down!" She was startled, "No, it's not worth it! Don't do stupid things for him -"

After Hermione's repeated dissuasion, Tom put away the wand in his hand. According to his original intention, he wanted to cast the petrification spell on the guy, take off his clothes and throw him into an alley. As for whether he could withstand the cold wind of Moscow autumn during the petrification spell, that had nothing to do with him. .

But Hermione begged for him, so let him be spared for once.

Tom's wand trembled slightly, and the Mirror Man's belt suddenly broke. The fallen trousers tripped him to the ground, and he fell to the ground.

After a little punishment, Tom looked at the pitiful old woman standing aside and comforted her with a few words of warmth.

"Why are you selling these?" Hermione was still a little confused. "These are the honors of you and your husband when they were young."

There was no light in the old woman's eyes. "The family has been without food for several days. Rather than letting them starve to death, it is better to exchange them for a few pieces of bread." Her words were calm and without any emotion. Maybe all her feelings disappeared that Christmas two years ago.

This sentence shocked Hermione. She really couldn't imagine how a country's veterans and their families could be reduced to such a situation.

Tom pushed Hermione and motioned for her to take out her wallet. He wrapped the pounds in cloth with cloth, stuffed them all into the old woman, and then took the basket of medals from her hand.

"I will take good care of them - I will never be their owner," Tom solemnly promised.

"Thank you," the old man's eyes sparkled a little. Just when she was about to leave, Tom stopped her, put a small bag of bread into her arms, and then he and Hermione turned and left together. Tom pulled Hermione and walked quickly, as if he was avoiding something.

The old woman staggered toward her home. Fortunately, nothing unfortunate happened along the way. The old woman successfully returned to her home, a drafty Khrushchev building, with a bag of bread and a wad of pounds. This kind of matchbox-shaped building was usually built during the Khrushchev period and was used as welfare housing for the citizens of the country. It has extremely obvious characteristics of the era and ideology. Being able to live in a building like this back then was a blessing worth bragging about. But now, like this country, buildings like this are leaky and exhausted.

The old woman took heavy steps and opened the door of her home. She walked into the bedroom in the dark - the electricity had been cut off long ago. She came to her bed, took out a piece of bread, and said to the man on the bed: "Old man, eat some bread... I got rid of those things. , I’m very lucky. I met a good person and exchanged some money, so I can—”

"I won't eat. I'm not hungry." The man on the bed said hoarsely. The old woman sighed, put the bread on the bedside table, turned and walked out of the bedroom.

"What kind of ticket do you want?" Sitting behind the ticket window, the chubby middle-aged aunt asked Tom, "Double or four? Soft sleeper or hard sleeper?"

The trains on the Trans-Siberian Railway are divided into hard sleepers, just like ordinary trains. There are soft sleepers, private rooms for two people, four people, and even open hard seats - this one is more hard-core, but generally speaking, no one will choose a hard seat for the whole journey, because it will really kill someone. Most of the people who buy hard seats are locals from towns along the railway line. They will get off the train halfway, so they grit their teeth and get through it.

"Double," Hermione chose the double soft sleeper without even thinking - what else? She didn't want to sleep on a hard bed for seven days, let alone share a bedroom with other people.

"By the way, is there a place to take a shower on the train?" Hermione realized a very practical problem: there seemed to be no place to take a shower on the train?

Not taking a shower for seven days? Do you still want to complete the task smoothly? Hermione had the urge to turn back to Hogwarts for a moment.

"There are simple washrooms at the beginning and end of the train, but you have to be mentally prepared. The water flow inside is very small and you have to queue up most of the time. It is common to queue for five or six hours for a shower, so I suggest you prepare wet towels. ." The conductor answered for Hermione very patiently. Looking at Hermione's sudden expression, she knew that she had achieved her goal - she had long seen that Hermione's family background was not ordinary, so naturally she wanted to take advantage of her. Just fine.

"But, you can buy a luxury box on the Golden Eagle Express, which has a separate washroom and even a bathtub." Seeing the picture, the conductor recommended to Hermione the Golden Eagle Deluxe, which is ranked among the best in Europe. Train, this car is one of the most luxurious trains in Europe and even the world. It can fully satisfy all your enjoyment, but there is only one small problem: it is expensive. Twenty years later, a Golden Eagle Express ticket would cost $20,000. Now, it costs thousands of pounds.

However, the price of the ticket did not shock Tom. He noticed a problem from the conductor's words.

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Thanks to lijihk, Fat Lazy, who is in the advanced stage of cancer, and the leader of three classmates in Puerto, mua!

(灬ω灬)

Thank you also to the students who voted these two days ~ I love you!

This month, Dadi wants to collect 2,000 monthly tickets. I wonder if Yanzu and Emma can help Dad~

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