The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Compared to Tom's life, Harry's holiday was much more miserable. The Dursleys' attitude towards magic is still in the Middle Ages, and magic is absolutely forbidden in their family. To cover up the truth, Uncle Vernon said Harry had become a hopeless gangster at the St. Bruce Safety Center's juvenile delinquent school, with a bad reputation in the area—only slightly better than Dalley's.

Uncle Vernon even locked up Harry's spell book, wand, cauldron and broomstick at the start of the summer, and Harry was severely reprimanded for even speaking to a neighbor. Don't do summer homework because of the guardian's prohibition? Stop dreaming, Snape had no excuse to punish Harry for a month in jail. However, Harry took a chance at the start of the summer, sneaking out the locked books while the Vernons were showing off the company's new car to their neighbors.

But getting the textbook is just the beginning.

In the days that followed, Harry and the Vernons fought a protracted guerrilla war.

During the day, Harry had no chance to do his homework. He could only study under the covers in the dead of night with a flashlight, and always be careful that the Dursley family heard voices in their house when they went to the bathroom at night. The level of tension and excitement is comparable to that of a student secretly playing with a mobile phone at night.

To make matters worse, Harry needed to get Uncle Vernon's signature if he wanted to go to Hogsmeade. If you think about it with your toes, this is impossible. Even Harry thought Uncle Vernon would only sign the application if he was under the Dementor.

But there are always opportunities. He managed to strike a deal with Uncle Vernon: He pretended he was attending the juvenile delinquent school at the St. Bruce Safety Center in front of his upcoming guest Aunt Maggie, and in return, Uncle Vernon needed to sign him. This Aunt Maggie was also one of Harry's painful memories... Although called "Aunt", she is actually Uncle Vernon's sister, not related to Harry in any way.

This "heavyweight" guest will stay at the Dursleys' house for a full week.

For Harry, the process was too painful. The Vernons treated Harry as air, but Aunt Maggie was different, Harry had to be under her nose at all times so she could pick on her.

In order to sign, Harry endured.

Today is Aunt Marge's last day at the Dursleys. Aunt Petunia prepared the meal carefully, and Uncle Vernon opened his own wine collection—and it was the bottles that went bad. Aunt Maggie was drunk. The conversation ran wild in a dangerous direction.

"Some dogs are born small and thin! It's all because of bad blood, and bad blood will show. I'm not talking bad about your family, Penny-"

Harry took a deep breath and began to recall the rules for keeping his broomstick.

Aunt Maggie took Petunia's hand and began to frantically humiliate Harry's father, James Potter.

Uncle Vernon's face had turned pale. He was all too aware of the sensitivity of the topic now, they were dancing in a minefield. He let Harry go upstairs to sleep, but was stopped by Aunt Maggie.

She wanted to continue to say something, but the whole person began to swell up, and finally turned into a ball, screaming and floating in the air.

Harry rushed out of the room, took all the things he held dear: books, brooms, birthday presents from friends, and rushed out the door without looking back.

...

Night falls. Hermione took off her crown and stretched tiredly. Tom also put down the quill in his hand and slumped on the chair.

After a day of study, their thesis progress is extremely gratifying, and they can write their conclusions and appendices tomorrow or the day after.

"Take a bath, sleep~" Hermione was in a very good mood looking at her long volume of papers, and after Tom made him a cup of hot cocoa, she was in a better mood.

"Try to write the first draft tomorrow, and then we..." Her words were interrupted by a blue-silver creature floating in through the window. She recognized it as a Phoenix Patronus.

In today's wizarding world, Phoenix and Dumbledore are equivalent.

"Professor Dumbledore?" she said in surprise.

"Pack up and head to Diagon Alley." Phoenix spoke. It was Dumbledore's voice, but instead of his usual kindness and kindness, he was a little more determined.

Tom bounced off his chair and ran up the second floor.

"You leave a message for Mr. Granger, and I'll pack up."

Ten minutes later, Tom and Hermione were standing outside the Granger's garden. It was thanks to the suitcase that the Traceless Expansion Charm was applied to pack up so quickly. Tom just threw all the things he was going to bring into the box, and they could pack it up slowly when they had time.

The Traceless Expansion Spell was a great invention. Hermione's wardrobe and shoe cabinet were emptied and couldn't fill this small suitcase.

"I'm going to make a phone call? Get a taxi?" Although it was still summer, the average temperature in London after the sun went down was only a dozen degrees. In the night wind, Hermione felt a little cold: she was only wearing a pleated skirt. shirt and a short skirt, and a pair of ultra-thin stockings stretched on his legs. Of course, with White Rose's legs around, the legs are not very cold, but the upper body is cold.

She stood outside the house and realized that in the middle of the night, it was still difficult for the two of them to go to Diagon Alley: her home was in a wealthy area on the outskirts of London. Physically isolate the homeless and socially idle people from entering - Tom sneaked in on the "11" bus back then, plus he was a child, so he was left alone.

In general, people who live in the neighborhood travel by car, and no taxis come here at all. Hermione knew that the quickest way to get to Diagon Alley was to call the taxi company and get a cab over.

"No," Tom took two steps up the wind, blocking the night wind for Hermione, "you'll see."

Tom held his wand above his head. Whispered: "Fluorescent flashes!"

Before he finished speaking, two lights appeared in the distance. The next moment, accompanied by a loud noise, a behemoth appeared in front of Tom, and the place where they were standing was also shrouded by a sudden strong light.

The source of glare and noise is a pair of headlights and a pair of one-man-high tires. But although the sound was the same as the sound of cannons to Tom and Hermione's ears, the surrounding cottage was silent, and it seemed that no Muggle heard the sound of the car.

Hermione narrowed her eyes and built a pergola with her hands. She raised her head and saw the true face of the behemoth in front of her. It was a three-story bus. It appeared like a ghost from the void and came to them, with a line of gold letters on the windshield of the car: Knight Bus.

With a creak, the bus door opened, and a small, patterned **** stretched out in front of Tom.

"Welcome to the Knights Bus - the emergency vehicle used to transport troubled wizards. Just stick out your wand, get in the bus, and we'll get you wherever you want. My name is Stan Thumpak, I'm your conductor tonight."

A young man less than twenty years old with a pair of prickly ears and a few pimples leaned out of the car.

"Get in the car, sir and pretty lady!" He reached out his hand, as if he wanted to help Tom with his luggage, but his eyes were on Hermione a few times.

[Mission: Wandering around in the world. Goal: Explore the magical world

Five Stage Progress: 816 Knight Bus Unlock]

The first time Tom stepped on the Cavaliers bus, such a message popped up.

After the two got into the car, Stan took the initiative to ask, "Where do you want to go?"

Standing behind Tom, Hermione asked, "Can I go to Diagon Alley?"

"Of course, you can go anywhere you want - as long as it's on land," Stan said proudly, winking at Hermione. "Of course, it won't open underwater and in other people's hearts..."

Can you go as long as you are on land? Tom tilted his head, feeling a little unhappy: "Since you can go anywhere, can you drive to Nurmengard?"

Stan was stunned for a moment. The name Nurmengard was unfamiliar to him, but he seemed to have heard it somewhere.

"Okay." A deep voice came from the driver's seat. It was the driver of the car, Ern Pran, an elderly wizard with thick glasses. "The fare is expensive. Next year. Muggles' Anglo-French undersea tunnel would be cheaper, but..."

He raised his head and glanced at Tom with cloudy eyes. "You can't pay the high price."

Stan listened in a foggy way, and he hit haha, "Damn, it turns out to be somewhere on the European continent, no wonder I haven't heard of it, but I have a bit of an impression - you're going to Diagon Alley, right? Ha? , there was a young man who wanted to go to Diagon Alley just now, so you are on the way."

At this time, a figure appeared in the shadow behind him, and it was the target of Tom's mission this time: Harry Potter.

"Harry! Didn't expect you to be here?" Hermione was a little surprised: what a coincidence!

Harry opened his mouth when Hermione spoke, but couldn't stop it, and when the word "Harry" came up, he could only return a wry smile.

"Harry?!" Stan's mouth opened in surprise. "You just said your name was Neville Longbottom! Wait!"

He saw the scar on Harry's head. "You are, Harry Potter—" His voice could be heard by the whole car, and Tom could feel it, as several people lifted up on the bed in the carriage. head.

Harry smiled awkwardly.

"Enough, how much does it cost to go to Diagon Alley?" Tom didn't want to continue entanglement. He instinctively felt that something was wrong. Their priority was to go to Diagon Alley, instead of continuing to make troubles here.

"Three Sikos, everyone." Obviously, Stan was in a bad mood after being interrupted like this, but as a conductor, he still has basic professional ethics.

"Add three Sikos for free chocolate, four for a hot water bottle and a toothbrush of your choice," he added.

Tom didn't bother to pay attention to him, he didn't have a lot of money to burn, why was he wasting money, and he was angry when he saw Stan now. He walked straight to the back of the carriage.

On the edge of the bed behind the driver, Tom saw a birdcage and a familiar suitcase.

"I sleep here." Harry patted the bed Tom was looking at, so Tom chose the bed opposite him and Hermione sat down next to him.

The vehicle is started. With a deafening "bang", the car almost flew out. It ran wildly among the sidewalks, roads, and vehicles, but those obstacles actively avoided the speeding bus.

But instead of heading straight for Diagon Alley, the car continued to speed through the field, dropping a few passengers from time to time. Eventually, it stopped outside a dilapidated landfill.

Five men in hoods and cloaks got on the bus.

"Welcome to the Knights Bus..." Stan went up to pick up the passengers enthusiastically. The hooded man at the head muttered a few words, handed a purse to Stan, and they walked to the back of the car together.

Tom felt a chill that culminated when the Hooded Man passed him. Tom found that these people's hands were all covered by robes, and it was completely impossible to see what their hands were doing from the outside.

"A bad feeling..." Tom's intuition told him that there was something wrong with these people, but he had no evidence. Finally, at this critical moment, Tom remembered the famous saying of the American police: It is better to stand in court than to go to the hospital lying down.

So he set out. As he drew his wand, he punched the hooded man who passed him in the ribs. The distance was too close, and Tom's burst was too sudden, and the hooded man was caught off guard~www.wuxiamtl.com~ was hit by a blow, and lay on the ground clutching his ribs. Tom's Stunning Charm was dodged by the man behind him, hitting a hooded man at the back of the line.

Tom's intuition was right. At the same moment as Tom started, a hooded man also pulled out his wand, and it was an Avada slap on Harry. If he didn't bend a little to avoid the stun spell, Harry It's about to go through the test of the Killing Curse again.

He stood firm and was about to fight back when he saw a snake pupil. He paused, and the next second a blood flower bloomed on his chest - while Tom used the stunner, he ripped it apart. When he hit him, blood splattered.

As soon as they fought, three of the five hooded men fell down, and the remaining two shook their robes, and two scaly arms extended from the bottom of the robes. They didn't use their wands, but just jumped right in and tried to fight hand-to-hand.

Facing the menacing two men, Tom did not change his face. There was a translucent shield in front of him, and he also raised his wand:

"Passed out!"

Two red lights shot out of Tom and Hermione's wands, hitting one of them in the chest, knocking him out, and the other couldn't threaten them: he slammed into Hermione's defensive bracelet. On the iron armor curse, before he could recover, his body froze.

"It's all petrified!" Ern Pran, the driver, put away his wand. "Here comes Diagon Alley."

Boom! Stan threw a hot water bottle, knocking a hooded man unconscious as he struggled to his feet.

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