The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

You can't blame Tom for not paying much attention to the system. The main reason is that the system messages that pop up every day are of no use. Most of them are about some achievements completed by accident or which locations in the magical world were unlocked. The rewards are also mediocre. As time goes by, Tom becomes less interested. Pay attention to system news.

As for drawing cards, the third-grade card pool really didn't interest him, so in addition to drawing a few rounds for Hermione, Tom also restrained himself and made a squirrel to save the magic stones.

But now I went up to take a look and found that the main mission has been updated.

[Main Mission (1): Conquer the Demon

Mission description: The old demon king has resurrected. Facing the tide of the times, the cards in your hand give you more room for maneuver.

Mission option 1: Kill Voldemort (Dumbledore can be found in the principal's office, and it may be a good choice to talk to him about the Triwizard Tournament)

Mission Option 2: Surrender to Voldemort (Draco Malfoy’s recent actions are somewhat strange, chatting with him may yield unexpected gains)

Mission reward: Voldemort UP pool + Dumbledore replica pool + mysterious reward]

[Main mission (2): The giants of the past

Mission description: Explore the whereabouts of the four founders of Hogwarts (0/4)

Mission reward: unknown]

These two main quests are commonplace quests that appeared a long time ago, but Tom has always ignored them due to his lack of strength. As a result, looking at it now, Voldemort's mission has changed a little.

Co-authored or open-ended?

Your own choices can reverse the direction of the mission and achieve different endings.

Of course, Tom didn't consider option two at all - if he chose this path, his end would definitely be very bad. The key is that Voldemort is unreliable. If he takes refuge in Grindelwald, Tom will really be tempted, and Voldemort will forget about it.

Hanging out with a moody person is the most troublesome.

Talking to Dumbledore later, hoping he bought new sweets, Tom decided to talk to Dumbledore another day and nibble on his sweet treats.

And the reward for defeating Voldemort made him extremely excited: the double UP pool of Dumbledore and Voldemort, although there is a suspicion of draining his own magic stones, Tom does not deny that these two are top-notch characters. Needless to say, Dumbledore, Voldemort is a real treasure. He has studied dark magic intensively and is the person who knows the dark magic best in the wizarding world today. When such a person enters the pool, he does not know what kind of "gift" he will bring to himself. When the UP pool of the two arrives, Tom can draw a wave of cards.

After looking at the mission interface, Tom scrolled to the character panel interface, and Hermione's cute appearance suddenly came into view.

[Hermione Jane Granger

Birthday: September 19, 1979 (only 18 days left!)

Magic Items: Wand (vine wood, 10 inches, fire dragon's heart nerve); Ravenclaw diadem; white rose leg ring; bracelet; anklet.

Measurements: Unlockable

Foot length: 23.58cm

Arch height: 16mm

...]

talent:

Charms: 7 (gifted)

Potions: 6 (gifted)

Divination: 0 (no talent)

Transfiguration: 7 (gifted)

Herbalism: 4 (Zhongrenzi)

…

Black Magic: 1 (Partner of Justice)]

Wait, seems like something has changed compared to last time? !

After the body measurement activity during the vacation, Tom learned a lot of Hermione's body values, and these values ​​were intuitively written into the character panel.

What the hell is "unlockable"? After Tom complained about this word, he turned his attention to the sentence "There are only 18 days left."

Hermione's birthday was only eighteen days away, but he hadn't decided what to give her as a birthday present yet.

How about helping this girl improve her potential... Tom looked at Hermione's talent column and his magic stone balance. Today, Tom has more ways to earn magic stones than before. His Dementor brothers can produce hundreds of magic stones for him every day. Coupled with daily tasks, he can almost save one a day.

So you can be a little extravagant...right?

Give this guy Hermione a gold, just one!

Tom's hand slid to the [Card Draw] button, and he connected ten times without hesitation.

Magic Stone-1600

Then he saw nine blue, one purple and ten shooting stars.

Although it was a guarantee, Tom was inexplicably happy - finally, instead of insisting on a big guarantee, Hermione's trumpet was shipped as soon as it was released.

He quickly jumped over the blue-level junk and finally saw the purple items.

[Birthday gift ideas × 1]

Tom:…

You know the system very well! Tom complained. But it doesn’t seem like a bad thing to have a system that gives you ideas.

He clicked on the idea, and then slowly opened his mouth: the suggestions given by the system looked really good! I just don’t know if there’s enough time.

Tom was lying on the bed, thinking about how to make Hermione's birthday gift, and slowly fell asleep. As for the golden five-star, I will definitely do it next time...

Early the next morning, the storm last night finally subsided, but the weather outside was still gloomy. This morning's class schedule was pretty standard - no class in the first period, then herbal medicine class with the Slytherin students.

The afternoon class schedule was quite satisfactory: there were two divination classes in the afternoon, and he could get in touch with some new divination methods.

Hermione still criticized the Divination class. She always felt that the Divination class was pure rubbish, and the time spent in that class was better spent on more meaningful courses, such as Arithmancy.

A deep and deep bell rang high in the castle, indicating that it was time for the students to leave for the classroom where the first class of the morning was held. The other students hurriedly cleared away the food on their plates, while Tom leisurely tasted the English sausage and spread a thick layer of butter on the crispy toast.

After enjoying breakfast and chatting with a few classmates, it was time for the second class. Tom walked through the damp vegetable patch and came to Greenhouse No. 3, which is the classroom for this year's herbal medicine class.

Professor Sprout, who teaches the herbal medicine class, has packed away the items left over from the previous class and is ready for the next class.

Today’s teaching content is about Babo tuber, which is a highly valuable potion material. Its pus is the best choice for treating stubborn acne. It is a priceless treasure for girls who love beauty.

It's just a pity that this treasure is stored in a baba tuber that looks like a giant slug. To get it, you have to put on dragon skin gloves and squeeze the tuber with your hands.

Obviously, this is not a good thing.

"Okay, everyone is free to form groups. Remember to wear gloves. Undiluted pus from the Babo tuber will cause damage to the skin." Professor Sprout said in a cheerful tone.

Tom was naturally paired with Hermione, but somewhat magically, Malfoy also appeared next to Tom. He sent away his two followers early and came to Tom's workbench alone.

"I think we can squeeze... this liquid together." Malfoy's face almost wrinkled as he looked at the dark, slimy tub in front of him, covered with pus-filled babbo tubers.

"Where are your two little followers?" Hermione said unceremoniously, not having any good impressions of Malfoy.

Malfoy pursed his lips not far away. At this time, Crabbe and Goyle were standing stupidly next to Pansy Parkinson, watching her give them a demonstration.

"Ha, it seems that these two are more enlightened than you. Why don't you go find your friends?" Hermione didn't want to go to class with Malfoy at all.

Malfoy took a deep breath and tried to calm down. At this time, he had made up his mind to fight. He shrugged his shoulders and regretfully said that everyone else was already in a group and he had to be in a group with Tom and Hermione.

According to Malfoy's plan, as long as everyone takes classes in one group first, the relationship can be quickly eased. It's just that he underestimated how much Hermione disliked him. At this moment, Hermione looked at Malfoy like she was looking at a slug.

"So what's the matter with you? Just tell me directly, and it will make you and I feel better." Tom didn't want to talk in circles with Malfoy anymore. He looked at Malfoy and decided to show off.

Now it was Malfoy's turn to be silent. He wasn't sure whether he should tell Tom directly about the mysterious man's resurrection. It stands to reason that a direct showdown would greatly increase the chance of Tom joining - Malfoy thought so - but Tom's tone and Hermione's eyes made him very unhappy, and their ungrateful looks made Malfoy half angry. He felt that he was obviously doing good things, but his good intentions were treated like a donkey!

From Malfoy's point of view, the invitation he sent to Tom was undoubtedly a great blessing. It gave Tom the opportunity to join the mysterious man's side. It was too late for Tom to enjoy himself secretly, so he ended up with this attitude?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Malfoy really didn't want to invite Tom to join the Death Eaters, even with his father's orders.

At this moment, Malfoy's mind changed.

One day in the future, you will regret it! Malfoy stared at Tom fiercely.

"Why haven't you started yet? Have you encountered any problems?" Professor Sprout noticed the abnormality in this group, walked over quickly, and asked with concern.

"No, Professor." The three of them shook their heads and silently squeezed out the pus.

The process of squeezing out the pus was stomach-churning, but also oddly satisfying. When each bulge is squeezed, a large stream of yellow-green liquid with a gasoline smell will spurt out, which is very decompressing.

Although Tom, Hermione, and Malfoy didn't speak, their hands moved faster and faster. By the end of class, they had collected three large bottles.

"So what does Malfoy want to do?" Hermione said dissatisfiedly when they returned to the castle for lunch after class, "Is this the second time? He deliberately messed with us."

Tom nodded, "He should have something to tell us."

"Confess his parents' involvement in the march?" Hermione said sarcastically, plucking a potato onto her plate.

The afternoon divination class was in the North Tower. Tom came to this familiar classroom. Professor Trelawney gave Harry a rather pessimistic divination as always. While Professor Trelawney was doing the divination, Tom almost zoned out - it was so boring. Fortunately, this class was not fruitless, at least Professor Trelawney taught some astrological knowledge.

If Professor Sprout's class was disgusting with a hint of relief, Professor Trelawney's class was boring with a hint of joy, then Hagrid's class was pure fear.

When the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students arrived outside Hagrid's hut, everyone had an ominous premonition: there were several wooden boxes placed outside Hagrid's hut, and there were faint faint sounds coming from inside. Explosions and strange crackling sounds.

"Blast-tailed skrewt! I bet you a unicorn tail that you won't want to miss this thing!"

When he heard the word "Blow-Ended Skrewt", Tom felt that the teaching experience Newt had imparted to Hagrid last semester was in vain.

"Okay, where do you get the unicorn tail from?" After taking a look at the honor of the Explosive-Ended Skrewt, Hermione decided that she could not have any expectations for this creature.

Blast-tail snails look like a cross between a shellless lobster and some kind of reptile. Each one was about six inches long, with a slimy sheen reflecting off its white-gray skin. They have many legs, but no head. These newly hatched snails were crawling around in the box, their tails pumping out sparks from time to time.

Blast-tailed snails, Tom couldn't find any point in keeping this magical animal: ugly, stupid, and highly aggressive...

Even Hermione believed that the wisest thing to do with the Blast-Ended Skrewts was to strangle them in their cradle.

Today’s lesson is simple: find the right feed for your snails. Tom held a pot of frog liver and stood blankly in front of a box, staring at the blast-ended snails in a daze.

Looking at the appearance of the fried-ended snail, Tom made a bold guess: Although this thing looks useless, does it taste delicious? After all, it does look a bit like a lobster...

This idea seemed a little crazy, but once it was born, it grew uncontrollably in Tom's heart.

Stealing Hagrid's teaching materials in front of him seemed a bit excessive, but the opportunity soon came.

About five minutes after the class started, Hannah Abbott screamed, and Hagrid walked to her in a panic to check on her condition.

It turned out that Hannah was accidentally hit by the tail of a bomb-ended snail, and a small burn mark appeared on her hand.

While Hagrid was treating the wound left by the blast-ended snail, Tom quickly put on his dragonhide gloves, grabbed a blast-ended squid from the box, and then disembowelled it cleanly and with astonishing speed. .

Hermione:?

"What are you doing?"

"Find a meaning for the existence of the fried-ended snail." Tom answered as he cleaned the mucus from the fried-ended snail and pulled out the protruding spines from its abdomen.

Soon, the snail that Tom caught turned into a mass of shrimp-like objects. After removing the slime and strange parts, the snail looks much more pleasing to the eye.

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