The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"The day of the draw at Hogwarts(

"I don't recommend you to ride a camel." Suddenly, a gentle voice came from behind them. The speaker was a very cool young man. Yes, Tom's first impression when he saw him was cool.

The young man was thin and tall, with a very handsome appearance, with long red hair tied into a ponytail at the back of his head. Dressed in rock-n'roll style, with a fang-shaped earring, and a pair of boots on her feet.

When Tom saw the boots, he raised his eyebrows: these boots were actually made of dragon skin. In the teaching materials of Hogwarts, various parts of the dragon are inseparable: dragon liver, dragon dung, dragon skin... Professor Sprout's herbal medicine class requires students to prepare dragon skin gloves. The more you see, the more you will know the goods.

When Tom saw the material of the youth's boots at a glance, he realized that this man must have a connection with the wizarding world.

Red-haired, British English, related to wizards, Tom had a rough guess.

He extended his hand to the youth, "Thanks for the reminder, Tom Yodell."

The youth touched his hand. "Bill Weasley."

Sure enough, the Weasleys.

"Are you Ron's brother?"

Hearing this sentence, Bill showed a surprised look. He originally just reminded the two children casually, so as not to let them be deceived. Unexpectedly, these two people actually knew their brother.

Since they knew Ron, the two must also be students of Hogwarts.

After asking a few more questions, it really confirmed what Bill was thinking: the two people in front of him were the juniors of Ravenclaw Academy.

It was very pleasant to meet juniors and juniors in a foreign country. After the three chatted for a while, Bill took the initiative to take Tom and Hermione around the Pyramid of Khufu. Coincidentally, Bill was Gringotts' spell-breaker, a profession similar to a treasure hunter who was responsible for finding treasure for Gringotts around the world. Bill's place of work is in Egypt, and he knows a lot about these places of interest.

Bill pointed to the pitted Pyramid of Cheops, "Actually, this thing was very beautiful in ancient times, and there are no signs of weathering and defects on the outside."

Through Bill's mouth, Tom learned that thousands of years ago, these pyramids were actually made of snow-white stones stacked regularly, leaving no gaps in the middle. It's just that thousands of years of wind and sand have baptized it into this look.

"There were seniors before, who found a hidden dark room under the paws of the Sphinx, and found a large amount of treasure." After seeing the Sphinx, Bill recalled the experience of the seniors, "He was still numb. Inspired by the rumors of the melons."

Speaking of this, Bill became serious, "You are in the wild, if you find any ruins, it is best not to break in rashly, or you may encounter misfortune: traps, remaining magic, ancient curses... Ancient Egyptian wizards left behind A great deal of sorcery was used to defend these treasures. To unlock the treasure under the Sphinx, one spell-breaker was permanently deaf, smelling and seeing, and another lived in St Mungo's forever."

St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries is the UK's largest comprehensive hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. Since St. Mungo couldn't heal the spell-breaker, there was no other place to heal him.

After walking around the pyramids, the sun was already high above his head, and Bill took them back to the city. The city of Egypt at noon was more lively than in the early morning. The faint sound of "di-di-" car horns came from afar. It replaced the singing of prayers and became the accompaniment of Cairo.

Bill turned around and came to a slightly dilapidated street. Compared with the city center, it was more lively and the shadow of modern civilization was lighter. When Tom was walking down the street, he even saw a donkey cart with goods running towards him.

They followed Bill to an unassuming little restaurant.

There are already many diners sitting in the restaurant, and the ceiling fans on the roof are turning flickeringly.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, a waiter in a blue uniform came up to entertain them warmly and brought the three to a table inside. Bill greeted Tom to sit down and skillfully ordered a few dishes.

"Outside, learning to eat in Muggle restaurants can be a little troublesome at first - when I first arrived in Egypt, I couldn't tell the difference between British pounds and Egyptian pounds, and I often confused the denominations of the currency, which made my team leader very uncomfortable. It's unpleasant, but I've gotten used to it after living here for a while."

At this time, all kinds of food were also put up.

Large skewers of grilled lamb, split grilled chicken, fried bean balls, fried eggplant, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and onions and cilantro, and a plate of cucumber strips sprinkled with a thick layer of cheese. There were also two slices of white bread on a plate, and after taking a bite, Hermione realized that they were fried white cheese slices that were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Of course, nothing is missing without the Egyptian flatbread.

Tom slid the oily roast lamb off the skewer and put it on his plate~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and got some Egyptian scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Bill pushed two glasses of orange juice in front of them.

"Don't drink, kids," he said.

During the meal, the topic naturally turned to the purpose of the two Toms coming here. So Tom shared Dr. Hunter's findings with Bill.

"Is that so? Good luck to you. If it wasn't for Mom and Dad coming over soon, I would definitely go with you to find this city." Bill was very interested in this city, and in his eyes the city itself Just a huge treasure - not even a single gold coin in it.

Many people have a misunderstanding that gold, silver, jewelry, and antiques are treasures. In fact, it is not the case. For the spell-breaker, the mechanism itself that guards the treasure is a great treasure.

But Bill's energy was also attracted by the checkered picture in Tom's mouth.

"Does it look like this?" Bill quietly tapped the table with his wand, and a figure appeared: the familiar 12-square grid, but this figure was arranged in a 3×4 format, and the rest Almost exactly the same, this time the cat with the left eye appears in the upper left corner.

Tom frowned, and he was keenly aware that this pattern did not seem to be as simple as a "customs declaration".

"Where did you see it?"

"Gringotts will give many clues to the treasure that are incomplete and incomplete. I have seen this pattern in one of the clues, it was carved on a stone slab," Bill shrugged, "but the clue hung up. For a hundred years, no one has cracked it."

Tom looked at the barbecue on the table, and two poems echoed in his ears:

[Museum, Giza, barbecue, Nubia in the night market

Knowledge, Friends, Awakening, and Secrets in Cats]

He felt like he understood.