The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

(There is a modification at the end of the last chapter, book friends who read it before 2 am suggest to refresh and read the previous chapter again)

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Unlike the common wooden house structure in the United States, the walls of Granger's house are made of high-quality masonry. Wooden houses may have some advantages, but there must be a disadvantage: poor sound insulation. I wish the hostess on the first floor would applaud Ai, and the hostess on the third floor could hear it. However, the house with brick walls does not have this disadvantage. Her house's sound insulation is very good. Hermione is taking a shower diagonally opposite, and Tom can't hear any noise.

It's a good thing for him. If you can clearly hear the sound of the water, the rubbing of the body wash and the skin, and the moaning because of the comfort, but you can't do anything, it's like the company's wine party that the social animals have to attend after get off work. torture. The only difference is that one wants to go in and one wants to go out.

Hermione took a refreshing bath, put on a bathrobe with bare feet, and left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head. After Hermione finished washing, Tom also walked into the misty bathroom - he also had the habit of bathing every day.

The bathroom was wet, with a strong scent of shower gel, and there were still a few bubbles and a few long brown hairs left in the bathtub. Tom also took off his clothes, and just as he was about to hang it on the hanger, he froze...

Hermione jumped up from the bed and threw the tiger doll she had just held in her arms to the ground. She rushed to the door of her bedroom, but suddenly slowed down and opened the door with the lightest movement, making sure that Tom was already there. After leaving the bathroom, she rushed into the bathroom vigorously like a cat.

After entering, her eyes locked on the hanger all of a sudden, and then she breathed a sigh of relief: they were all still there, nothing changed except that they were a little wet. She picked up those cuties like a thief and slipped back to her bedroom, when nothing happened.

The next morning, Tom woke up suddenly, and he felt that something was about to happen. He ran to the window, looked out, and sure enough, a beautiful car was slowly driving into the Grangers' garage - the Grangers are home!

Tom became flustered, and the parents went home from overtime, only to find that their daughter brought her classmates home...

He was already considering whether to hide in the closet and pretend to be a plumber repairing faucets, or would it be a good choice to turn into a phoenix and fly away? There is no way to enter the earth, but there is a way to heaven!

At this moment his door was pushed open.

Hermione came in and told Tom, "Mom and dad are back, get dressed, if you dare to turn into something like a phoenix and run away, then you'll be dead."

Hermione: ヽ(●-`Д′-)ノ

"I told my dad before that you will come this year."

Tom: ┗(0﹏0)┛ surrender

So when the Grangers came home, they met their daughter and her daughter's classmate in the living room: Tom Yodell.

Tom: cute.jpg

"Yordle!" Mrs Granger exclaimed, running over and hugging Tom, "It's really, really long time no see!"

Mr. Granger smiled and nodded, saying hello to Tom.

After a few simple greetings, Mr. Granger showed a hint of fatigue: he operated on his old friend until late at night yesterday, and finally stayed at his old friend's house. This morning, he came back after confirming that he was fine. , can now be said to be physically and mentally exhausted.

"Old Hal is still so impatient. He actually asked me to pull out four wisdom teeth and one bad tooth at a time. He will be eating liquid food for the next few weeks." Mr. Granger briefly talked about the condition of his old friend. I went upstairs to sleep with my wife. Before leaving, she also told Hermione that if they were bored, they could go out for a walk, and if they chose to watch TV at home, they should remember to turn down the volume.

The footsteps of the Grangers disappeared overhead, Tom and Hermione glanced at each other and made a decision: it would be watching TV, of course! There are no shops open outside Christmas! Should Tom and Hermione run off for Chinese food or Kebab?

Christmas is equivalent to the Spring Festival in the West, and most shops will be closed. Most of the shops that are still open at Christmas are restaurants, which are mainly Chinese and Central Asian dishes-because Chinese and Turkish immigrants do not have the custom of Christmas holidays.

Tom turned on the TV, and there appeared a man who was talking. He was wearing glasses and was being bombarded by the host. He looked extremely embarrassed.

Tom recognized the man.

"Oh, Jim Huck!" Hermione also recognized the man on the screen.

Tom: ?

"Jim Harker, Minister of Administrative Affairs, has just been elected Party Chairman (PC Hermione thought Tom didn't know him, so she gave Tom a brief introduction, "He used to be the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, I I remember that I had written correspondence with my father before, and later he quit his job as editor-in-chief to pursue politics, but I didn’t expect to sit in this position all the way.”

Tom:!

"Why does your dad know everyone?" He couldn't help but want to complain.

"My dad is the dentist that counts in London, so he knows a lot of people!" Hermione looked proud, akimbo proudly, and raised her head, "But it's quite surprising, I didn't expect that Jim Huck Being able to become a PC, my father still thinks he is very unsuitable for politics~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Tom:  …

Just then the doorbell rang and the Grangers got a letter - a Christmas card from Huck! Although it was full of clichés, it still shocked Tom.

The host on the TV screen talked eloquently: "So your attitude towards the European sausage standardization plan proposed by Mr. Morris of the European Community is that you have no attitude?"

Huck: "I..."

"Even if next year we have to call our own sausages 'emulsified high-fat haggis'? God, come to think of it, we're going to bring in all those European junk sausages - chorizo, German sausages, English sausages probably disappeared from the market!"

Huck would like to say: an item cannot compete with competing products, it must be because its quality is not good enough! He had seen reports that said regular British sausages contained 32.5% fat, 6.5% pork rind, 20% water, 10% rusks, 5% seasoning, colouring, preservatives and 26% meat - cartilage, Head, leftovers, mechanically deboned meat dregs

What the heck, who could eat this ingredient list? It's almost as fast as Russian black bread.

But if he dared to say so, the minister's career would be over, and he could only explain dryly: "I have a responsibility to carry out the European Community policy..."

"So you swallowed it?"

"Ah, I did eat a sausage this morning!" The host's swallowing pun meant both swallowing the sausage and passing the proposal. Huck played a word game and diverted the topic.

Hermione changed the station, it didn't matter to her, she didn't eat British sausages anyway. The day of the draw at Hogwarts https://