The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"So this is your special prize?" Hermione asked, holding a silver egg in her hand.

"Yes, this is the egg of a bird and snake. It was introduced in the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" that the shell of the egg of the bird and snake is made of pure silver."

The special prize that Tom drew at the Magic Zoo was a bird and snake egg. This is a rare thing, not even seen in the magic world.

"Okay, let's talk slowly when we go back." The three of them had left Diagon Alley and arrived at the parking lot. Mr. Granger put the things they bought into the trunk of the car, and then drove them back home.

Hermione's house is a three-story small foreign-style building with a large garden outside. Although it is located in the suburbs, such a house also reflects her family's financial resources.

"Here, this is the guest room, what do you think?" Mr. Granger led Tom to the guest room of his house. It was simply equipped with a bed, a small sofa, a table and chairs and a wardrobe. Everything is clean and tidy.

"Awesome." Tom praised sincerely.

For the next period of time, Tom stayed at Hermione's house and was warmly welcomed by the Grangers. Mrs. Granger is a middle-aged woman who looks very intellectual. Hermione inherited her brown hair from her.

Mrs. Granger cooks delicious dishes that make Tom feel full every time.

There is still nearly a month left before school starts. During this time, Tom and Hermione's main activity is reading. Hermione was like a sponge, quickly absorbing the nutrients in the textbook, and her talent was clearly demonstrated: she quickly mastered a few simple little spells.

Hermione's room was now a mess. However, unlike the clutter in other people's homes, the clutter in her bedroom is reflected in the books: various magic books are placed everywhere, and Hermione herself is sitting cross-legged on the bed, leaning on a pillow, holding a book in her hand Watching it with gusto.

"I think the book "Modern History of Magic" is worth reading, and I found that "Modern History of Magic", "The Rise and Fall of Dark Magic", and "Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century" all mentioned a name in these books ——”

"Harry Potter. When it comes to the history of magic in the twentieth century, Grindelwald, Dumbledore, Voldemort and Harry Potter are all unavoidable characters." Tom guessed which character she wanted to talk about.

He glanced at the bright sunshine outside - this is rare in London, and the temperature today is also very suitable, just over 20 degrees Celsius, not too hot or too cold.

"Go for a walk?" He gave a suggestion, "I've been staying at home reading a book these days..."

Hermione tilted her head and thought about it, and felt that Tom was right, so she drove Tom out of the room.

After a while, a girl wearing a sailor uniform appeared in front of him. She was wearing a white sailor uniform, paired with a navy blue skirt and a pair of black stockings. Hermione raised the book in her hand and said, "Shall we go for a walk by the lake?"

Tom had no objection.

They walked through the garden and onto the tree-lined path that led to the lake.

"So which house do you want to go to?" Hermione initiated the topic, "I kind of want to go to Gryffindor, which is where Dumbledore graduated, but I think Ravenclaw isn't too bad. You What do you think? I'm a little worried about being sorted into Slytherin or Hufflepuff."

"Well, being born into a Muggle family and ending up in Slytherin is really troublesome."

"Is it a big problem to be born into a Muggle family?" Hermione whispered.

Tom hesitated.

"It doesn't make any difference, as long as you're not in Slytherin House. They are not so, uh, friendly to Muggle-born wizards..."

Not only is it unfriendly, if a Mug wizard enters Slytherin, what's the difference between that and the Ortons who settled in Germany in the 1930s?

"That's good. I was a little worried before." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, "So you haven't said which college you want to go to yet?"

"Personally, I would rather go to Ravenclaw, where the learning atmosphere is stronger. Gryffindor students are a bit too energetic, and it may be difficult to calm down and study... Ravenclaw also has many great wizards. For example, Ms. Ravenclaw is the most knowledgeable and wise among the Big Four."

It was obvious that Hermione was moved, but after a while she sighed again.

"It's a pity that I don't know how to sort them into different hospitals. I may not be able to decide where I want to go."

"Students can decide which college they want to go to. Students' own preferences play a large role in the branching process. If you want to go to which college, the school will not stop you..."

Hermione paused, looking delighted at the news.

"...and I think you are so smart, you are more suitable for Ravenclaw."

"Oh?" Hermione raised her eyebrows and rolled her eyes, "Then it's not impossible to go to Ravenclaw, but -"

"But what?"

"I still can't decide between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, so let's compete to see who can run to the lake first? If you run faster than me, I will go to Ravenclaw. If you run faster than me, I will go to Ravenclaw." I'm slow, how about you go to the same academy with me?"

Tom glanced at her.

"Race? Are you serious?"

"Look, don't underestimate me." Hermione tied her hair up.

They came to the path together and Hermione stood in the middle of the path.

"Start now - one, two, three!" Hermione rushed out at once, and Tom only saw the heels of her leather shoes hitting the ground lightly with a crisp sound, and the blue ribbon on her chest. Drifting in the wind, like two blue butterflies.

Hermione was much faster than he thought, and he quickly chased after her.

He ran all the way, chasing the pair of blue butterflies until the end of the road, and finally caught up with Hermione. At this time, he was not far from the lake. He accelerated sharply, rushed behind Hermione, and followed her closely. grabbed her shoulders.

"I caught you!" Although he was out of breath, he still shouted happily.

"Yeah! Let go of your hand, it hurts!" Hermione shook her shoulders and tried to break free.

The two of them stood panting at the exit of the path. Hermione, who had been running all the way, had exhausted her last bit of strength. She inadvertently leaned on Tom. Although she only leaned on him for a moment, she remained deeply in Tom's body. In memory.

The two staggered to the lakeside together, but Hermione suddenly turned her head.

"you lose!"

Tom: What?

"Look, I got to the lake first."

Tom remembered that their bet seemed to be that the one who arrived at the lake first would win, and he couldn't help but shook his head: "You are actually playing a word game."

Hermione smiled slyly.

"I have decided that you will go to the same academy as me!"

"Okay, it's up to you." Tom found a clean, cool place and lay down.

"You're going to Ravenclaw with me!"

Tom's eyes widened in surprise, but he saw Hermione standing in front of him with a smile, leaning down to look at him.

"The retractor!" Tom held out his little finger.

"No problem!" Hermione put her little finger on it.

"Don't change the hook. If he changes, throw him to the glacier. The glacier is cold, the snowfield is cold, and the lying tongue will be frozen to death!"

"What kind of strange agreement is this?"

The laughter of the two rippled along the lake.

"Hey, tell me more news about the magical world?"

"good."

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I took my second dose of Pfizer today, and I hope the reaction will be smaller tomorrow...

You should also hurry up and get vaccinated! I envy you that you can eat all kinds of delicious food without wearing a mask. I miss hot pot and roast duck...