The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

The last chapter was sent to the wrong chapter (sad) Chapter 149 was accidentally sent to the third volume by me, and the editor has been contacted. Should be able to change it tomorrow. If you want to read the previous chapter, please open the table of contents and scroll up to the end of the third volume.

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Chocolate, like scarves, is all about emotion, no skill at all. It can be seen that Hermione tried unsuccessfully to decorate some chocolates.

Tom wanted to pick up one and taste it, but he was a little reluctant. He closed the box, chocolate in his left hand, scarf in his right, and laughed silly.

After Tom calmed down, he began to look at other gifts. Dumbledore gave him a pair of wool socks, as in previous years. The Grangers gave him a set of teeth-care kits, including an electric toothbrush, which unfortunately doesn't work at Hogwarts.

Tom didn't receive many gifts, and after opening these three, the pile of gifts was bottomed out. Beneath the Grangers' mouthguards was a new prank product sent by Fred and George, which also contained a number of desserts made by Mrs. Weasley.

After Tom collected the gift, he took the gift he prepared and left the bedroom to find Hermione.

At this moment, she sat sleepily at the dining table with a cup of hot chocolate in front of her.

"Merry Christmas!" Tom shoved a small packaged box into Hermione's hand.

"What is this?" Hermione lowered her head and fiddled with the ribbon on the box. "Are you satisfied with what I gave you?"

"It's a nice touch, but isn't the legend that Santa Claus delivers it in his sock? I'd be happier if you could follow the tradition and hand it to me in your own sock."

"My God, Mom and Dad are at home, can you restrain yourself!" Hermione's hand shook, and the ribbon that was about to be untied turned into a dead buckle.

Hermione: o(≧mouth≦)o

She sat there angrily, gritted her teeth and opened the ribbon little by little, then unwrapped the gift box, and a pair of black silk gloves was lying there quietly.

Hermione took out the glove and found that it was not a short glove, but a long glove that could wrap around her forearm.

The black on the fingertips is slightly lighter, making it more transparent, and a black flower is embroidered on the back of the hand, making the back of the hand darker than the fingers. It's all black, but it gives people a sense of hierarchy. Even better, the line of that flower is minimalist, making the glove appear refined but not cumbersome.

Hermione tried to put a glove on, the texture of the glove was delicate and silky, and Hermione's hands and arms almost slipped in. After she put it on, the gloves shrank slightly, and fit tightly on her arm, making her arm more slender, and the black fingertips also made the fingers look more slender.

"It's beautiful." Hermione stretched out her hand in front of her and admired it.

She quickly restrained her emotions, took off the gloves, folded them, and put them back in the box. She didn't want her father to see the gift that Tom gave her, and she was afraid that she would have trouble in her life.

After a while, Mrs. Granger came out, and she put some plates on the table. This is her carefully prepared breakfast.

Bacon, fried eggs, sausages, butter bread and milk for a very classic English breakfast.

"Let's eat first. Something happened at the clinic. He rushed to deal with it." Mrs. Granger explained patiently.

It turned out that the Grangers' clinic door was knocked down by an alcoholic's car last night. The alcoholic not only did not get out of the car after the accident, but also stepped up the accelerator and rushed into the interior of the clinic, making a mess of the contents inside.

Mr. Granger, who received a call from the traffic police in the morning, hurried to the scene of the accident, leaving only Mrs. Granger to stay at home to take care of the children.

Tom's plans were suddenly disrupted. According to the original plan, he had to wait for the Grangers to arrive before giving them the gift he had prepared, but he did not expect that Mr. Granger went to the clinic early in the morning.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go ahead with the plan and send the gifts out - there's no way he can't come to the house for Christmas, and then prepare no gifts at all!

So he took out the second gift box and gave it to Mrs. Granger.

"Thank you!" Mrs. Granger opened the gift box with anticipation, and found a clock with a strange shape inside - fortunately, there is no taboo of "giving clocks" in the UK, otherwise Tom would be beaten out of the Granger's house.

The shape of this clock is very peculiar. Although it also has three peculiarly shaped hands, it is not the hour, minute, and second hands of traditional clocks, but three golden hands with magic power. The names of the Grangers were engraved on each needle: Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger and Hermione.

There are also no numbers on the clock face, but the place or state where each family member may be, with words like "home", "school", "company", "on the road". At twelve o'clock on an ordinary clock, it reads "Fatal Danger".

When Tom was customizing this watch, he once wanted to bring private goods and add his name to it, but after thinking about it for a long time, he finally gave up. After all, this is the Granger Bell, and the bell is a member of the Granger family, not myself! It is too abrupt to add it rashly.

At this time, Hermione and Mrs. Granger's pointers were always pointing at "home", while Mr. Granger was at "company". Ma He glanced at it, and she roughly understood the purpose of this clock.

She couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "It's amazing! I really can't imagine what it is - does it need to be charged?"

Of course, the appliances of the magical world do not need to be charged, they are powered by magic. When the mana is depleted, it stops functioning until a wizard fills it with magic.

He Ma happily hung the clock on the wall~www.wuxiamtl.com~ in the most conspicuous place in the living room.

When she hung up the clock, the needle representing Mr. Granger jumped from "the company" to the "road", and less than half an hour later, there was a familiar sound of a car engine outside the window - Granger Mr. Jay is home.

The pointer jumped to "home", and the next moment, Mr. Granger, with a tired face, pushed in the door and slumped on the seat. Mrs. Granger kindly brought him a cup of hot chocolate.

He hurriedly drank it, and the tiredness on his face was relieved.

"Damn it!" he cursed. "The whole clinic was hit in a mess, and the foreign minister actually drove drunk on Christmas Eve! Fortunately, the contents of the clinic are insured - but the premiums will soar next year!"

"It's okay, just let the minister pay for it." He Ma put a plate of breakfast on the table and comforted Mr. Granger softly.

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