The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Tom heard a noise behind him - it was Mr. Weasley. He was also awakened by the noise and walked out of the tent.

He originally thought the source of the noise was an Irish parade, but when he walked out of the tent he realized how wrong he was.

"Merlin!" Mr. Weasley pulled his hair hard to wake himself up, and used the pain to tell himself that this was not a nightmare. He dove into the tent and shouted, "Get up!"

Mr. Weasley shouted, pulling the sleepy children out of bed, "Get up! Fred, get up, George!"

"What -" Fred sat up suddenly with his head like a chicken coop, and his head hit the bed board of the bunk bed.

"Put on your clothes and get out!" Mr. Weasley said in a commanding tone.

The pain in his forehead made Fred wake up quickly. He listened carefully to the noise outside and found that something was wrong, because he heard screams and panic running. This was not like a celebration!

He grabbed a coat and put it on his head, then followed his father to wake up the others in the tent. After everyone got up, Fred took his money bag and wand and hurried out of the tent.

Outside the tent, the people in the two tents were also woken up. Percy, Bill, and Charlie were already dressed and standing outside the tent with solemn expressions. Hermione, Ginny and Mrs. Granger had just emerged from their tents.

"Oh God!" Mrs. Granger couldn't help but screamed after seeing the four floating objects clearly.

"What-" Mr. Granger heard his wife's scream and ran out quickly, and then he was stunned by the scene he saw.

He stared blankly at the chaotic camp, the parade, and the helpless Roberts family. Combined with the knowledge gained from previous chats, he understood everything. He knew that wizards had a somewhat different view of Muggles, but he didn't expect it to be so extreme.

This scene is truly despairing.

The Death Eaters spent dozens of minutes destroying Mr. Granger's good impression of the wizarding world. They nakedly displayed wizards' discrimination against Muggles in front of Mr. Granger without any cover-up.

Mr. Granger looked at Tom and said in a trembling voice: "What's the difference between this and the Ku Klux Klan?"

Tom was silent, like a stone sculpture.

There is no difference. Death Eaters and the KKK are both synonymous with rotten stench. One discriminates against people of color, and the other discriminates against Muggles.

At this point, one of the marchers used a wand to turn Mrs. Roberts upside down, with her nightgown hanging down to reveal a pair of fancy panties. The crowd below watched Mrs. Roberts struggling and laughed happily.

The dirty words were carried by the wind and could not be heard without stopping.

"That's disgusting," Ron muttered.

Perhaps because a group of people gathered together and stood still too conspicuously, the Weasley family was noticed by the parade of Death Eaters, and several curses were shot at them.

"Armor protection!"

The boys present summoned the Iron Armor Curse one after another to deflect the flying spells.

Seeing that the spell was ineffective, the procession let out strange screams and began to move closer to the Weasley family's camp.

Everyone's faces turned pale.

"We are going to help the Ministry maintain order," Mr. Weasley rolled up his sleeves and said loudly, "You guys, go into the woods quickly, and don't separate when you walk together! I will come find you after the matter is resolved!"

After saying that, he took Bill and the others and ran towards the oncoming parade. The incident has reached this point, and the Ministry of Magic finally reacted. Ministry staff rushed to the scene of the accident from all directions, trying to rescue the Roberts family.

By this time, all the adult wizards in their small group had left.

"So they will be saved, right?" Mr. Granger walked to Tom and asked uneasily.

Tom nodded.

"Will these marching thugs be punished?"

Faced with Mr. Granger's second question, Tom made no response. No one will be punished, and the Ministry of Magic has not provided any compensation to the victim's family.

Looking at the silent Tom, Mr. Granger understood. He sighed, supported his wife whose legs were weak, and prepared to evacuate with the others. Fred grabbed Ginny's hand and dragged her into the woods. Harry and Ron followed. George, Hermione and the Grangers looked at the girl who had been silent since the incident. Tom.

"Tom, it's time to go," Hermione said anxiously.

Tom responded to Hermione's voice and shook his head slowly.

"Hermione, take care of... our parents, I have something to solve." Tom said calmly.

Hermione:?

A bad premonition arose in her heart, "What are you going to do?"

Tom turned back, looked into Hermione's eyes, and said word by word: "Give them some color."

Hermione felt like she was going crazy: What was Tom doing? Why don't you run! ?

But before Hermione could say anything, George had already led the Grangers towards the woods. Hermione had no choice but to follow, but after taking two steps, she stopped again and summoned her Patronus.

"You must, must come back safely with it!" Tears welled up in Hermione's eyes. At this moment, she wanted to stay with Tom, but her reason told her that her parents needed her help more.

"Yeah. I promise you." Tom picked up the three-headed dog.

Hermione held her wand in one hand and clenched it into a fist with the other, but finally let it go. She pursed her lips, turned around and ran toward the woods.

Tom just watched her disappear into the shadows of the woods, and the three-headed guardian dog rolled leisurely in his arms.

"People bully the weak and fear the strong." Tom murmured to himself as he stroked the soft hair of the three-headed dog patron saint. He looked at the approaching parade, "They won't stop until they are hurt."

Today, he can't run. Running would only encourage the Death Eaters' arrogance. Only by staying and giving them a hard blow will they wake up.

When Tom looked at the Roberts family hanging in the sky by the Death Eaters, he felt a fire burning in his chest.

The family will receive no compensation - they won't even have the memory of the incident in their minds, and the perpetrators will remain free.

"Breaking and wounding, kidnapping, and arson are all punishable by death." Tom convicted the Death Eaters present.

The Ministry of Magic can't control it, right? Then let me take care of it!

He turned around and re-entered the tent, grabbing something from his luggage.