The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Tom's mentality almost collapsed.

Why do you have to eat turkey sandwiches at Granger's house and then eat them at Huck's house! Then wasn’t my job in vain? !

Huck felt regretful now. He felt that he should not let such a mysterious figure into his home.

Although Tom seems friendly, this person is really weird.

What if he could see into his own heart? What if he could kill himself and his wife in an instant without leaving any trace? What if he could tamper with his memory at will? just in case……

The key is that you invited him in! Huck has read many fairy tales and fantasy stories. Some legends have such a setting. Those evil dark creatures cannot enter your house as long as you do not personally invite them into the house. But what he just said was completely in line with the definition of invitation.

But when he saw Tom's troubled expression, the anxiety in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot. Ha, this mystery guy hates turkey sandwiches as much as I do!

The distance between the two seems to have faded.

"I added a lot of seasonings, it must taste very good." Annie seemed to see Tom's concerns and explained with a smile.

Tom tried hard to control his expression, then took a piece of sandwich from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth.

Don't tell me, it tastes pretty good.

Annie cut the turkey into minced meat, then added barbecue sauce on top, and paired it with lettuce, tomatoes, and onions, which made the sandwich taste much more normal.

Huck also took a piece and ate it with a frown on his face - although the sandwich tasted pretty good, who could bear it when every meal for the next week was made like this?

After Anne gave them both a cup of tea, they left knowingly.

"Mr. Huck, have you had any troubles recently?" Tom wiped out the sandwich in his hand, picked up the teacup, and asked Huck his question.

Huck was indeed troubled, but he felt that such things should not be revealed to strangers. So he asked back, "Interesting question, but I hope you can answer one of my questions first. Who are you?"

This is the essence of interviews that Huck has learned. When facing the other party's questions, you can first ask a question yourself, so that you can successfully change the topic and seize the initiative in the conversation.

Tom is well aware of Huck's little tricks. But he just complained in his heart: "Don't answer questions with questions, damn it!" and then let the matter go. He didn't want to go around in circles with Huck.

"I'm a wizard."

Huck knocked over the teacup. This answer is unexpected but reasonable. Indeed, only wizards have so many weird methods.

"Appalling" he said after a long silence.

"Can I see it? Magic." He asked, looking at Tom.

"Of course." Tom knew that if he wanted to win Huck's trust, he had to come up with some solid information to win Huck's trust.

So Tom transformed into a unicorn. The room was filled with holy light for a moment.

Huck:!

"Unicorn?!" He took off his glasses, walked up to the unicorn that Tom had transformed into, and observed it carefully. He looked at it very seriously, because he didn't know if he would have the chance to see this legendary creature again.

When he saw the end, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and poked it. It was very smooth, softer than the best cashmere, and smoother than the satin woven by the most skillful weaver.

Tom returns to his human form. He was a little afraid that Huck would be addicted to touching him and touch him endlessly, so he quickly got out of this state.

"Now I believe that wizards really exist." Huck sighed with emotion. He really didn't expect that magic really existed.

"What can a wizard do?" he asked curiously.

"Everything." This was Tom's answer. In his opinion, there was almost nothing that a wizard could not do.

Huck's eyes lit up, "Can you, uh, help us get the Winter Palace - wait, let the Winter Palace go first, and give the guy in the White Room to..."

He stretched out an index finger and drew a line at his throat.

Tom:…

"The United States also has magicians, and their strength is comparable to ours, and I don't think there is much point in getting rid of a puppet." Tom was stunned by Huck's idea - not that he wanted to use magic to solve other countries' problems. leader, but was shocked that the United States was ranked higher than Russia on Haq's assassination list!

It belongs to be full of filial piety.

But yes, if it were Tom, he wouldn't kill the man in the Winter Palace, because he is the biggest mole!

"Ah, that's right..." Huck smiled sarcastically, "Forget what I just said, why did you come here today? You can't be here to help me with my sandwich."

Tom didn't answer, but silently picked up the second sandwich - it was quite delicious, and he was indeed hungry.

Huck looked at Tom, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind: Wizards also live on British soil, and they should also have the right to vote. If he could win over wizards, wouldn't he be able to get a lot more votes out of thin air?

Just as Huck was secretly thinking about the idea of ​​​​voting for the wizarding world, Tom replied.

"Mr. Harker, why can't a man of your talent and virtue be prime minister?"

Huck: Pfft!

This time he really choked on the tea he just drank.

prime minister? Own? Is this wizard kidding me? But after the absurd feeling in his heart subsided, his little heart suddenly started beating faster than expected.

Prime Minister Harker seems to be a good title, right? Tom's compliment to him just now also made him feel extremely comfortable.

"Me? Can I...?" Huck looked at Tom with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

"Of course. Your rival, Foreign Secretary Eric, just had a traffic accident last night. This is a stain."

"But there is Duncan, I am no match for him." Huck frowned, Eric actually did such a thing at this juncture? It’s really...

"Remember Chris?"

Of course Huck remembered that the Chris incident that caused quite a stir a few months ago had caused a sensation in the film and television industry. I don’t know where the French got the news at that time, and they exposed what Chris had done, making the whole world aware of the scandal.

"Duncan and Chris have a very close relationship. I wonder if your intelligence department has detected it. If there is no evidence, I can help you collect it."

WTF! After hearing about this incident, Huck was shocked. He never imagined that his seemingly serious colleague was actually involved with that scumbag.

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Today we are going to introduce the life and story of Otalian Gamble, the fourteenth Minister of Magic. This is the minister who built the Hogwarts Express.

Ottaline Gambol was a witch who served as the British Minister of Magic from 1827 to 1835.

When Otalian Gamble took over, the way students traveled to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was already a long-standing problem for wizards.

After the Statute of Secrecy was implemented in 1692, portkeys were distributed at designated locations across England to allow students to travel to school. However, portkeys are not ideal for school transportation, as up to one-third of students are unable to get to school each year because they miss their portkeys, and many students become confused about their portkeys. A return to the previous unregulated methods of travel was impossible as that would breach the Statute of Secrecy, and successive headmasters of the school were adamantly opposed to using other, safer means of entering the castle (such as using Floo powder) because that would It would threaten the security of the castle.

After taking office, Otalian Gamble proposed a "bold and controversial" plan to solve this problem. Fascinated by Muggle technology, she realized that trains could be used as a safe and comfortable means of transportation to replace the original portkeys. Thus was born the Hogwarts Express.

Of course, pure-blood wizards objected to her proposal. Her way of coping is very simple. If you object, just don't sit down and find a way to go to Hogwarts by yourself. Then the pure-blood families knelt down...