The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

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"Come here, Tom!" The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, which is very appropriate to Hermione. Unlike the citizens of Moscow who had never eaten a meal, Hermione had never experienced the true meaning of the word "starvation and cold" since she was a child. Even in the desert, she also enjoyed Tom's meticulous care - she could even take a bath. . And her life experience made her unable to imagine what it would be like to sell out of bread in a bakery.

She didn't know that people on the street might starve to death without buying bread, and she is now attracted by the "souvenirs" sold by an old woman on the street.

It was a very thin old woman, with wrinkles on her face like ravines, wearing a somewhat worn military coat, with a basket on her arm, with some glittering baubles in it.

Seeing that Hermione was interested in the goods in her basket, the old man approached Hermione with a trembling, raised the basket a little so that she could see more clearly, and at the same time there were still words in his mouth, but unfortunately they were all in Russian. , Hermione didn't understand at all. So she called over Tom, who was a little out of touch with her and didn't know what she was doing.

Tom looked away from the long line of people, and a loaf of bread, a standard Hogwarts lunch, and a chunk of butter flew into the man who was covered with a collar and hat. in the tote bag of the lady with her own face.

What can this little kindness change? Nothing will change. But Tom did it subconsciously.

"Look Tom!" Hermione pointed to the old woman's basket and said very quickly, "The souvenir badges on the roadside here are so exquisite, they are almost the same as the real thing."

Tom glanced at the badge in the basket and froze in place.

Medal of Excellence in Labour, Order of the Great Patriotic War, First Class, Suvorov Medal, Third Class, Alexander Nevsky Medal, Defence of Moscow Medal, Bogdan Khmelnitsky Medal, Third Class, Medal for the Conquest of Berlin, " "Mother Hero" Medal...

History is right in front of you.

"I...this..." Tom was speechless for a moment.

"I read it in the book, do you want me to introduce them to you?" Hermione didn't notice the change in Tom's mood, but wanted to "show off" her knowledge.

As she said that, she wanted to pick up the first-class medal of the Great Patriotic War inside and tell Tom the details above, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she was slapped on the back of the hand by Tom.

"What are you doing?" Hermione, who was suddenly beaten, said in shock, she was a little confused: Did Tom beat herself just now?

"Don't touch them." Tom withdrew his hand, a little regretful in his heart, but still bit the bullet and let Hermione maintain a minimum respect for these medals.

"It's just a few tourist souvenirs, why are you crazy?" Hermione's heart was filled with dissatisfaction, "Is it to prevent people from corrupting me? Don't think too bad about other people..."

Tom felt a little distressed, he picked up Hermione's hand again, blew it, rubbed it, Hermione refused it symbolically, and let him do it.

"Those are genuine...hope...hope you can treat them with some respect."

Hearing Tom's words, Hermione froze for a moment, put her free hand on Tom's forehead and touched, "Aren't you having a fever? Are you dreaming? How could these medals be bought from the street stalls? So, the wind in Moscow has made you stupid?"

Hermione just thought Tom was naive and cute--to think that these medals were genuine, did he know the meaning behind them? How could anyone possibly take them out for sale?

"Look at it, the more common Orders of National Defense and Defense Medals, not to mention true or false, that one is the Suvorov Order of the Third Class, awarded to the military chiefs and commanders who annihilated the enemy's superior forces in the attack, the third class Only 4012 were issued in total, and next to it is the Alexander Nevsky Medal, awarded to an individual Soviet platoon to division officer who displayed valor, commanded the battle nimbly and inflicted heavy damage on the enemy, how do you feel about them Are they genuine? How could anyone possibly bring them to the street for sale - like they were selling commemorative coins?"

Facing Hermione's rhetorical question, Tom was speechless. Yes, this is really a special case!

Maybe Tom and Hermione stood in front of her and muttered for too long, but they didn't mean to buy. The old man was a little anxious, and she got closer to them, staggered under her feet and almost fell. Tom hurriedly stretched out his hand to help her.

"They are all genuine medals... Children, which one pleases the eye..." The words in the old man's mouth were like a dream, she picked up the first-class medal for the Great Patriotic War that Hermione just wanted to pick up, "Compare the number of medals issued. There are many, but the first batch is made of solid materials." She seemed to choked, but returned to normal in the next second, and continued to introduce the medals in her basket in a soft voice.

Thanks to Linglong Ball's help, Hermione understood her words this time.

Hermione: !

She carefully looked at the medals and found that the traces of the years on them could not be faked. She knows that there are many ways to make old, but her intuition tells her that these marks are not made of old.

"If I buy this one, I can give it to you as a bonus." The old man was afraid that the young couple would leave, so he could not help but increase the price, and proposed that if Tom bought the Suvorov medal, she could Treat the Order of the Great Patriotic First Class as a gift.

Tom just thought there was nothing more absurd in the world.

Of course ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ something more absurd will soon follow.

A blond man wearing a jacket and sunglasses appeared, and in his arms was a beautiful girl with a hint of greenness on his face.

He saw the three of them standing on the side of the road, and stopped curiously, leaned over and squeezed Tom and Hermione aside. Immediately afterwards, he stretched out a large furry hand and stirred the basket.

"Polina, what are these?" He spat out a few words of vulgar American English, "I only recognize the Order of the National Defense."

The girl stepped forward to take a serious look, and then introduced him to the origin of the medal in the basket.

Hearing half of the men became impatient, "Ask the old woman how much these medals cost? I want them all. You Soviet people can really brag, obviously the war was won by us delivering supplies, but after the war, you bragged about it. Same as Heroes of Salvation. Fortunately, these medals can be sold for a good price..."

Everyone present, who could understand what the man said, was stunned.

Tom: ? !

He can be said to be frightened and angry now. In his opinion, this annoying guy already has a way to kill.

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