The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"Harry, please wait a moment." Tom took three steps and took two steps, catching up with Harry.

Harry was still imagining the scene when he won the Triwizard Cup, but the next second he was dragged back to reality by Tom.

"What's the matter?" Harry looked at Tom with a little confusion in his eyes.

Tom directly confessed his intentions. He lowered his voice and said to Harry, "I want to borrow your invisibility cloak."

"Well, of course, but may I ask why?" Harry wondered why Tom suddenly wanted to borrow an invisibility cloak.

Wait, does Tom think too?

A bold inference took shape in Harry's mind. He thought Tom borrowed the invisibility cloak to throw his name into the Goblet of Fire across the age line.

Sure enough, even Tom couldn't resist the temptation to be a warrior, and Harry thought he got it.

But can the invisibility cloak shield the detection of the age line? Harry is a little unsure, if he can really block, should he sign up?

Question after question popped up in Harry's mind like mushrooms after the rain.

But Tom's words put Harry out of his thoughts.

"I need to spend the night in the auditorium. In order not to be discovered by the professors, I need your invisibility cloak."

Harry: ? ? ?

This reason sounds outrageous, and it has a taste of wanting to be revealed. Ron, next to Harry, widened his eyes. "Why are you spending the night in the auditorium?"

Tom said seriously: "I need to get first-hand information. I need to know who has signed up as soon as possible, so that I can better organize the quiz competition."

"Guessing contest?" Harry was indeed attracted by the new thing Tom said. As Harry, who also grew up in Muggle society, he suddenly realized what Tom was going to do.

"You're going to do—"

"That's right." Tom motioned Harry to shut up, so as not to attract the attention of others, "Me, Fred and George decided to set up a game to guess who can become the warrior."

Harry nodded, believing it in his heart.

"Okay then, I'll go back to the dormitory and fetch the invisibility cloak." Harry agreed and hurried to Gryffindor Tower.

Tom was waiting quietly at the entrance of the auditorium, watching the students disperse little by little. Less than ten minutes later, Harry returned with the invisibility cloak.

Tom thanked him, took the invisibility cloak from Harry, and apologized carefully after Harry left.

This is also Tom's first close encounter with this legendary Deathly Hallows. It feels very strange. It is different from any material that Tom knows. It is obviously solid, but like liquid, it is obviously fabric. But it has a metallic luster, and it is light in the hand.

[Invisibility Cloak (Holy Artifact): One of the legendary Deathly Hallows, which is permanently effective and continues to be invisible, no matter what spell is used to break its invisibility effect]

Although it cannot be deciphered, it can be seen through.

Tom folded the invisibility cloak, put it in his pocket, walked to a hidden corner, put on the invisibility cloak, and returned to the auditorium.

At this time, the auditorium was empty, and only the goblet of fire was still burning quietly on the stool. There was a thin gold thread around the stool, surrounding the cup, leaving about ten feet of space.

Tom, wearing an invisibility cloak, sat down in the corner of the auditorium. He knew very well that the fog on Moody would be removed tonight.

As time passed, Tom was not idle. He took out a piece of magic silver from his pocket and engraved the magic combination on it. Several alchemical creations he designed have already taken shape. Calculate the time, just in time to catch up with the first project.

It was late at night, and the whole castle fell silent. At this time, the door of the auditorium was pushed open with a creak. Tom put the magic silver component in his pocket and looked at the entrance of the auditorium with a faint gaze.

His expression gradually became solemn, because he heard the familiar "beep" sound, the voice of Moody's prosthetic limb.

Tom's hand held the wand, and he was ready to do it at any time.

Moody walked into the auditorium, the blue and white light of the Goblet of Fire reflected on his face, making his pitted face even more terrifying.

His magic eye spun around abruptly and got into his head, revealing only a big white eyeball outside. That eye was looking at exactly where Tom was.

Moody turned slowly and faced Tom, "Nice invisibility cloak, ten points from Ravenclaw. Mr. Tom Yodell, why are you here?"

Tom tore off his invisibility cloak, looked at Moody, and asked word by word, "This is the question I want to ask, Professor Moody, why are you here?"

A smile appeared on Tom's face: "Of course, it's wrong to answer questions with questions, so I can answer your questions first. I'm here because I'm waiting for you to show your fox's tail."

Moody frowned, and he said loudly, "I'm a professor at the school, and it's my duty to patrol at night!"

He tapped the ground with his crutches, with a hint of annoyance on his face: "As for you, Mr. Yordle, as a student, you should be lying on the bed in the dormitory now, instead of sneaking squatting in the corner of the auditorium!"

"Very good excuse," the more Moody said, the more Tom became suspicious of him. "Yeah, it's pretty impeccable. Suspicious, loyal Professor Moody goes on night patrols to make sure no one is going to do it. The thing that endangers Hogwarts~www.wuxiamtl.com~ so that even if someone gets caught, you can easily excuse yourself..."

Moody:  …

He was puzzled by the words of this little wizard who had recently gained fame, and he thought there might be something wrong with this man's brain.

He was about to say something, but Tom's next sentence made his jaw drop.

"But what if it's you who's trying to sabotage? Professor Moody! What if instead of pumpkin juice you're in that curved jug, it's Potion Potion? It's so suspicious that you're here tonight. So..." Tom drew out his wand and pointed at Mad-Eye Moody, "I'd better let you go, you're not my opponent."

Moody looked at the wand pointed at him, froze for a moment, then as if he saw something funny, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly, and finally he laughed. With his laughter, the scars on his face contorted and looked even more horrific under the fire. As for the wand Tom pointed at him, he didn't seem to see it.

"Very good, very good... I really have to consider this situation... Always be vigilant, very good!" He praised repeatedly and gave Tom a thumbs up, "It stands to reason that I should beat you up and take you to Deng Bridore's office, and then put you in confinement for a month, but for your vigilance's sake, I've decided to—"

He took out his arc-shaped flask from his arms, unplugged the stopper, and turned the bottle upside down, letting the liquid flow down.

"—Prove it to you."

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