The days of drawing cards at Hogwarts

They walked around in a circle and gained nothing. However, when they returned to the carriage, Neville was already waiting for them. The three chatted for a while, and Tom learned from Neville that he was a member of the Longbottom family.

But he and his grandmother have been dependent on each other since childhood.

After several conversations, Tom felt that Neville was a little introverted, but he was not a bad person at all. He looked dull, but that was also because he was not confident.

At this time, the compartment door was pushed open again, and Tom hoped from the bottom of his heart that he could install a lock on the door or learn a locking spell. The private room was the same as the public toilet, and anyone could enter without any problem.

There is no privacy at all.

Three boys came in this time. The leader was a pale, thin blond boy. Next to him stood two chubby boys on the left and right. They looked ugly, not big but looked very strong.

It looks like a tomb beast at the entrance of a tomb.

"I heard that as long as you send this here, you can find a hidden location?" The blond boy turned slightly sideways and pointed at the hand of the chubby boy on his right. The chubby boy squatted with a

toad.

The boy was good-looking and well-dressed, but he was annoying as soon as he spoke: he spoke slowly and in a long drawl, which was indescribably disgusting.

"Oh, this is Crabbe, and this is Goyle." The blond boy noticed that Tom was looking at them and introduced himself, "I am Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

"Leif!" Neville stood up in surprise and called out the name of his toad.

His voice attracted Malfoy's attention, and he realized that there were two other people in the box.

"Longbottom?" He looked at Neville and made a strange sound with his nose, "Let me tell you, who else would bring a toad to school now? After all, if you want a toad, there is no place in the Potions classroom

I can find a hundred of them. If it's just you, it wouldn't be surprising."

"Okay," Tom interrupted his sarcasm, "the hiding place is on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle. There is a gargoyle at the entrance. You can enter by answering the password. The password is usually the name of various sweets.

."

The moment he saw Malfoy, Tom didn't want to tell him the location of the school kitchen.

"Interesting." Malfoy approved the deal. He glanced at his follower, and the chubby little boy threw the toad into Neville's hand. Neville's head had already been lowered, refusing to raise his head to talk to him.

Malfoy looked at each other.

The three of them were about to leave, but before leaving, Malfoy remembered something and slowly asked Tom and Hermione: "I don't know your names yet."

"Tom Yoder."

"Hermione Granger."

Malfoy thought for a while and found that there was no impression of these two surnames in his mind, at least not in the British wizarding world. The surname Yodel seemed to be more German.

"Are your parents both Muggles?"

After receiving a positive answer, Malfoy's expression suddenly turned cold. He said to Neville in a contemptuous tone: "It seems that the Longbottom family is going to follow in the footsteps of the Weasley family? Tiantian and a group of hemp types

Mix it together, tsk tsk tsk.”

"But that's fine. If your parents have the blood of the Weasley family, they might be able to have a few more cubs, so even if one of them is a fool, it won't be a problem."

As soon as these words were spoken, Neville suddenly stiffened and became motionless, while Hermione's eyes widened with anger. But Malfoy had not finished speaking yet.

He turned to Hermione: "I know, I understand your feelings, and it is understandable that you want to quickly establish a relationship with the pure-blood family, but you are too greedy. This guy has the stupidity of his idiot parents, and his brain

Not smart..."

Neville suddenly yelled, jumped up and wanted to jump on Malfoy, but was kicked back to his seat by the man named Goyle next to Malfoy. Hermione quickly held him up and did not let him hit his head.

on the window.

"Idiot." Malfoy scolded Neville quite disdainfully, and he suddenly reacted: Tom is a Muggle, how can he know the secret realm of Hogwarts? Even his descendants, who are pure-blooded heirs, don't know!

"Are you lying to me?" Malfoy's pale cheeks showed a faint blush.

Tom did not answer the question, but muttered thoughtfully: "Malfoy, Malfoy..."

He clapped his hands as if he suddenly remembered something: "I remember! I have heard of this last name!"

Malfoy:???

"I saw in the British Museum a love letter written by the ancestor of the Malfoy family, Lucius Malfoy I, in order to pursue Elizabeth I!"

Malfoy:!!!

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue to him. Crabbe and Goyle beside him, as well as Neville who was half lying on the carriage seat, all showed surprised expressions: You know, there are twenty-eight pure-blood families.

The family that most supports the theory of pure blood is the Malfoy family. But now someone tells them that the ancestor of this family likes a Muggle? The love letter is even collected by the Muggle museum?

Malfoy's face was as red as the Weasley family's hair. He opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Why do you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air..."

"What innocence? I saw that letter with my own eyes in the British Hall of the British Museum a few days ago." Hermione also followed Tom's words and supported him.

Malfoy blushed, and veins popped out on his forehead.

"Asshole!" In the end, he could only hold back this sentence, and then he suddenly moved forward, seemingly wanting to take action.

Tom immediately reached for his trouser pocket, but Malfoy was faster than him. It was not as fast as he could pull out the wand, but he directly stretched out his left hand, and a ring on his index finger suddenly lit up.

"Expelliarmus!"

All of a sudden, Tom's wand was knocked away.

Malfoy touched his ring proudly and said: "This is the alchemy tool my father gave me. Not to mention a three-legged cat like you, even an adult wizard, as long as he is not an Auror or a striker, can't stop him.

."

Next, Crabbe and Goyle came up with bad intentions.

"Take off their pants, who wants to see the color of their underwear?" Malfoy asked with a smile.

Tom shook his head, why do wizards always have the illusion that as long as a person is handed over his wand, he has no ability to resist?

Looking at the two chubby little guys approaching, he took a step forward, swung his fists, first a left hook, and then a right elbow, hitting Crabbe's nose and Goyle's abdomen, and the two men groaned.

He fell down, revealing Malfoy, who seemed to be a sure winner. At this time, he had just finished asking the question.

Malfoy never dreamed that the already stable battle situation could undergo such an unexpected change. He wanted to yell at his two followers: Two on one was killed by a double, will you play, but it was too late.

He saw that the boy named Tom had already kicked up towards him.

"Left kick!" Tom knocked Malfoy down neatly.

It only took three moves to defeat the enemy.