The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Harry's letter was not much longer than Ron's. First, he thanked Tom for the second batch of supplies - Tom sent him a small cake and a simple magic prop on Harry's birthday. The function of this magic prop is very simple, that is, to keep it fresh. Originally used by potions for potions, it would be nice to give Harry the cake.

This tool is supposed to help Harry. He received several cakes on his birthday, he obviously couldn't eat them all, and there was obviously no place to store cakes under the floor, so Tom's "refrigerator" was just in time.

After thanking Tom, Harry also talked about his recent life. Finally, the conversation changed, and he started to tell Tom about his scars. Tom was full of grooves: he is indeed British, always in front Add a bunch of useless greetings and hide the most important things at the end.

Harry, this is not too much. Some British white-collar workers will even put a lot of nonsense at the beginning and end of the letter. Things that can be clearly explained in one sentence, he has to write a small composition, it is very easy. Headache. Their letters are like string beans to be cut to the chase.

As for the pain in Harry's scar, Tom wasn't too surprised - Voldemort had regained his powers, nothing to make a fuss about, just write back and comfort Harry.

By this time, Mr. Granger had read Ron's letter and thought it might be a good decision to go to the World Cup with the Weasleys.

"Since the decision has been made, then pack my luggage for me!" Finally, Mrs. Granger made the final decision and drove everyone out of the kitchen and rushed to their respective rooms to pack up.

For Tom, packing is not a complicated matter: just fold the clothes neatly and stuff them in a suitcase. But in the eyes of Hermione and Mrs Granger, packing up is obviously not that simple.

"Change of clothes, toiletries, facial cleanser, disinfectant, and...and..." Mrs. Granger, holding a large basket full of things in her arms, walked around the room, muttering words. , she said with some dissatisfaction: "I should have made a list earlier!"

Tom now knew from whom Hermione's character was inherited.

Not only was He Ma excited, but Mr. Granger also looked very excited. He took out a huge travel bag from somewhere in the house, which was full of items needed for camping.

But it's normal. One of the favorite vacations of the British has the option of camping in the wild, and it's normal for Mr. Granger to use it as a pastime.

"Wait, there's no need for the tent." Tom stopped Mr. Granger as he was trying to get a packed tent off the top of the closet.

"When we traveled to Egypt last year, we bought a magic tent. There is still a lot of space inside. There is no need to carry an ordinary tent." Hermione remembered the super luxurious tent used when traveling to Egypt.

"Cool!" Mr. Granger snapped his fingers. "This is the first time I've heard of a magic tent. Is there enough space inside?"

Hermione:  …

She suddenly realized a question: how to explain to her father that there was only one bedroom in that tent?

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Tom smelled the change in the air, and saw Mr. Granger's increasingly unfriendly gaze. He could see the "friendly-1" sign on Mr. Granger's head, clearing his throat before Mr. Granger's relationship with him changed from "friendly" to "cold".

"The living room sofa in the tent is spacious enough to squeeze two people, and it is quite comfortable to sleep."

"Ah, so," Mr. Granger's expression softened, "but let's take this tent! Come on, Tom, give me a hand."

Tom did not dare to refuse, and pulled up a stool and came over with Mr. Granger to remove the bag containing the tent.

"A lot of dust has accumulated." Mr. Granger gently brushed the dust off the tent bag. "The last time I camped, it was five or six years ago when Minmin was in elementary school."

Tom nodded obediently to the side, while Hermione saw that it was time for Dad to clear the tent. As for poor Tom, she believed that Tom could get along well with Dad.

But Hermione didn't feel comfortable for a few minutes. She just ran to the second floor when Mrs. Granger grabbed her to pack her luggage. At this moment, Hermione was extremely glad that she had already packed her clothes, otherwise it would be difficult to explain some clothes to her mother...

For the next few hours, it was a very long time to organize, and Tom felt like he was in prison. But everything has an end. After He Ma announced the end of packing countless times, but suddenly remembered that there are still some things that can be added, the Granger family finally packed their luggage.

Looking at the three suitcases in front of him, Tom said subconsciously, "Actually, we might just stay there for one night..."

"Tom is right." Mr. Granger immediately expressed his support for Tom at the thought of walking several kilometers on foot with these luggage.

"But there are also competitions that lasted for half a month!" Hermione gave a different opinion.

Tom and Mr. Granger looked at each other, taking courage from each other.

"That's just a rare case. We've been at Hogwarts for three years, and when has it been longer than a day? The pace of professional games can only be faster and more intense. Not to mention the Seekers of the relegation team this year. Krum is very good."

Hermione blushed and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Mr. Granger. He said seriously: Tom is right.

So the four of them disassembled the luggage, packed it again, and stuffed as many bits and pieces as possible into the box with the Traceless Stretching Charm applied. Eventually, the three suitcases turned into a tented package and a large suitcase.

Everyone is satisfied.

The appointed time with the Weasleys came quickly.

This invitation was initiated by Mr. Weasley. Hospitality is the tradition of the Weasleys, so they took the initiative to invite friends such as Harry and Tom to the house, and then went to the World Cup together - Harry is Ron's good friend, although Tom and Ron have no contact A lot, but I've been messing around with Fred and George... ah, no, I met very late, so I also became familiar with the Weasleys.

Of course, because Tom often has business dealings with Fred and George, his image with Mrs. Weasley is not as good as Harry's. Well, although Mrs. Weasley was a bit dissatisfied that Tom kept buying rude toys from her two troubled sons, Tom was still regarded as a friend of the Weasleys—friends too! Since they are friends, Tom is also within the scope of the invitation.

When Mr. Weasley happened to learn that the Grangers were also going to the Quidditch World Cup, he almost went into a frenzy: this was a living Muggle! You have almost endless time to chat with them without worrying about violating secrecy laws! Such opportunities are rare.

So Arthur immediately asked his youngest son Ron to invite Tom and the Granger family. That's how Ron sent the invitation letter.

As Muggles who know almost nothing about the wizarding world, the Grangers still hope that a wizard will help them lead the way. The two parties hit it off and reached a consensus.

According to the original plan, Mr. Weasley would go to the Dursley's to pick up Harry at the Burrow at 5pm on August 21st, and then meet them at the Granger's. The Weasleys, the Grangers, Tom and Harry will spend the night at the Burrow and head to the game the next morning.

The game will start on the evening of August 22, and it will be up to God how long it will last.

Mr. and Mrs. Granger were a little nervous on the afternoon of the 21st, and the two of them had changed into their camping attire and sat slack in the living room. Mr. Granger deliberately trimmed his hair and shaved his beard, and Mrs. Granger also changed into an early bath and a change of hair style.

Everyone's luggage was neatly piled in the corner of the room, Crookshanks squatted on it, holding his hands like a ginger-colored plush toy, and Tom's pigeon was quietly squatting on top of Crookshanks. Tom tied the Traviso silver jug ​​to the straps of the tent backpack.

If there is no accident, Mr. Weasley and the others should have come around 5:15, but there was an accident.

The hands of the clock on the wall pointed to a quarter past five, but nothing happened. Five-twenty...five-thirty...five-thirty...

At this moment, the phone in the living room rang suddenly.

Mr. Granger picked up the phone, and a very young voice came from the receiver.

"Hey, is this Hermione's house?"

Tom heard it all at once. The owner of the voice was Harry.

Hermione walked over to the phone, took it from her father, and pressed the speakerphone button.

"Yes, it's me, Hermione. Harry, you—why, um..." Hermione was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

Wouldn't it be rude to ask them why they didn't come? She thought so in her heart.

Mr. Weasley's voice came on the other end of the phone: "Is this the phone? It's amazing, I'm going to have one too - oh, sorry, Harry, I didn't mean to interrupt you -"

You could hear the chaos on the other end of the phone.

Harry held his forehead in pain and tried to say in a short sentence: "We'll talk about other things later. I need to confirm one thing with you first, Hermione, shouldn't your fireplace be blocked?"

The Grangers all turned their attention to the fireplace in the living room. The fireplace was now extinguished, but there was no doubt that it was not blocked.

Harry and Mr Weasley on the other end of the phone were relieved when they got a positive answer.

"Hold on for a few minutes, we'll be right there—remember to keep your distance from the fireplace!" Harry hung up the phone, took out a few coins and stuffed it with the odd-looking convenience store clerk, and took Weasley with him. Mr. flew away from the convenience store with a public phone.

After a few minutes, the fireplace in the living room suddenly burst into a green flame as tall as a person, and then, a middle-aged man with a somewhat bald head suddenly appeared in the flames of the fireplace. Tongues of fire spewed around his green robes, but they couldn't hurt him.

This way of appearing, in the eyes of the Grangers, is simply handsome.

Mr. Arthur, looking a little tired, stepped out of the flames and shook hands with the Grangers.

"Very good, fortunately you didn't seal the fireplace, you are Mr and Mrs Granger!"

Mr. Granger smiled and nodded, and shook hands with Mr. Weasley.

"I connected your fireplace to the Floo this afternoon - and the Dursley's, which is strictly prohibited, but I have a few things in the Floo management team. I'm an acquaintance, so..."

At this moment, the fire in the fireplace behind him swelled again, and Harry staggered out of it. Tom's quick-witted hands grabbed him.

"This is Harry." Mr. Weasley introduced Harry to the Grangers.

In a few seconds, Tom's acquaintances Fred and George also appeared in the Granger's living room one after another. Mr. Weasley saw his two sons here, and his expression was out of control for a moment, but he quickly covered it up.

After confirming that there were no latecomers, Harry told everyone why they were late and what had just happened at the Dursleys.

It turned out that according to the plan, Mr. Weasley would use the Floo network to go to the Dursley's house, pick up Harry, and then use the Floo network to come to Hermione's house and take away the four members of Hermione's family, but this plan just started. There was a blunder at the beginning: the Dursleys had blocked their fireplace.

Mr. Weasley, who was stuck between his fireplace and the Dursleys' fireplace, had to use a blasting spell to blow up the Dursleys' fireplace, making the meeting extremely embarrassing - Fred and George stayed on purpose The Fat Tongue Toffee made the relationship worse.

Mr. Weasley went to great lengths to do the aftermath: fix the Dursleys fireplace, fix Dalí's big tongue, and tidy up the Dursleys living room by the way.

This meeting really left a great psychological shadow on Mr. Weasley, so the first thing he did when he returned to the Burrow was not to settle accounts with his twin sons~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but to let Ha Leigh contacted Hermione and asked if their fireplace was blocked.

Fortunately, there is a public telephone in the town near the Burrow. Fortunately, Harry has exchanged phone numbers with Tom and Hermione before. Fortunately, he has kept this number in his heart, otherwise today's meeting will continue to be delayed - Mr. Weasley Really don't want to blow up another fireplace.

Mr. Weasley went to Hermione's house with Harry only after getting a positive answer.

After listening to this bizarre experience, everyone present was dumbfounded, and Tom quickly looked around to make sure that Fred and George did not drop any strange products here.

Mr. Weasley understood Tom's eyes at once. He gave the twins a stern look, rubbed his hands together, and said to Mr. Granger: "Well... I think we seem to be Are you ready to go?"

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Because it is difficult to break the chapter, so I simply posted a two-in-one chapter of 4,000 words. It said that it was 4,000, but it was actually 4,000 words.

I was watching Dunkirk today and found a small easter egg inside~