The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Hagrid has learned something incredible.

In the next few days, although Hagrid seems to be a lot busier than usual, when he has the opportunity, he will take time out to train Norbert as well as the hound Fang Ya. This made Nuobo, who was just born and had always been carefree, feel that Longsheng no longer had a trace of nostalgia. It tried suicide, like throwing itself into the fireplace, trying to bake itself alive, and it fell asleep in the warm fireplace...

Tom noticed Hagrid's abnormality. Hagrid stayed in the Forbidden Forest for longer and longer, and sometimes even until the curfew was approaching, when Tom returned to the castle, Hagrid remained outside. And the expression on his face became more and more serious, and only when he teased Norbert would he show a smile.

I don't know why lately, Hermione's mood is also a little irritable, not because of special reasons, but because the final exam is coming - ten weeks to be exact. Now Hermione has more things to care about than Norbert. She is already making a review plan and writing and drawing repeatedly on her notes.

"Hermione, there are ten weeks left for the exam! You are starting to study now. According to the forgetting curve, you have already forgotten everything by the time of the exam."

Hermione retorted: "Then when did you start reviewing?" She lowered her voice a little: "And I think you've been taking care of that stupid dragon all this time, take it easy and go read a book, okay?"

Tom: ...

Hermione: "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

Tom rubbed his hands nervously: "Hermione, I don't know if I should talk about it or not..."

Hermione: ?

"Actually, I've already asked the professors for the final exam..."

Hermione: ? ?

"Then have you got your grades?"

"Out."

"How's your grades? How can you be hesitant!"

"It's all O"

Hermione:  …

She fell into silence, she didn't want to talk to Tom at all now. "Tom, you are too dog!" she thought angrily.

A very strange emotion appeared in Hermione's heart: It was obvious that Tom went to take the exam had nothing to do with her. To put it mildly: who are you, does Tom have anything to do with you for taking the test? But she was just angry and felt betrayed.

"You...why didn't you call me..." Hermione felt a little aggrieved.

"I, I'm worried that the professors won't give me the assessment, and that you will be scolded by the professor - I'm not sure!" Tom tried hard to explain to Hermione the reason why he took the exam behind her back.

Hermione was depressed a lot, and now a kind of pressure hit her face: the little friends who were studying together had already passed the exam, and she was still struggling and struggling, which made her very depressed.

She buried herself in her studies and ignored Tom. And Tom could only sit awkwardly and pretend to read a book, but his completely unaltered experience bar exposed him: he didn't read anything. Of course, it wasn't just that he didn't look into it, but Hermione, who was beside him, was in a state of disarray, not even reading half a page of notes after reading it for a long time.

An afternoon passed quickly, and when Tom wanted to go to dinner with Hermione, Hermione's mind exploded. She looked at the notes that she hadn't turned pages for all afternoon, and tears flowed all at once.

"Why are you crying all of a sudden?" Tom couldn't help being a little flustered when he saw that Hermione was crying. He hurriedly squatted in front of Hermione and looked at her face.

"I... I wasted another afternoon..." Hermione's tears dripped on her notes, and the ink was gradually stained, "I'm actually very stupid... I can't understand a lot of things. You can only memorize it by rote, the same is studying, the progress is much worse than yours, you have finished the final exam, and I am still studying here! In the end, I didn’t even read a few pages of notes in the afternoon!”

Tom took out a paper handkerchief, gently wiped the tears from Hermione's eyes, and then gently patted Hermione on the back to calm her breathing.

"You're just too nervous, the final exams put too much pressure on you. You're actually super smart, you just lack a little confidence. You're not much different from me, I'm just taking advantage of what I just reviewed - and with others It's boring to compare, people have to compare themselves with themselves, and besides, if you're still stupid, what are the other little wizards?" Tom comforted him repeatedly, and it took a long time to persuade Hermione to feel better.

When the two walked out of the library together, Hermione's eyes were still red, her hair was a little messy, and her cheeks were even flushed. Some passing seniors and sisters all cast surprising glances: The juniors and juniors just now should be no more than the third grade, right? Do you want to react to Professor Flitwick...

But before the two of them got to the auditorium, they received a note: Your confinement is at ten o'clock tonight. Find Mr. Filch in the auditorium foyer.

Hermione's tumultuous emotions were overwhelmed by the impending confinement.

"Tonight's review was completely ruined," Hermione complained, frowning. "This confinement really knows how to choose a time. Which professor do you think we're going to go to for confinement?"

"It should be Hagrid. Recently, he seems to be worried about something~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and if he goes to other professors, what else does Filch need to do?" Tom analyzed it.

"Then are we going to enter the Forbidden Forest?" Hermione sensed the most crucial information.

Tom nodded. Hermione took a deep breath: for her, going to the Forbidden Forest late at night was still a very exciting thing. But there was an inexplicable excitement in her heart.

"This is a blessing in disguise. The Forbidden Forest, which is usually impossible to enter, can be entered in an upright manner today." Tom broke through her careful thoughts.

At ten o'clock at night, they left the almost empty lounge and went downstairs to the foyer, where Filch was already waiting with a lamp.

A group of three walked across the pitch-black grass towards Hagrid's hut. Along the way, Filch kept telling them how the former castle keeper punished the students—“Hanging them by the wrists, hanging them from the ceiling, and hanging them on the ceiling for days, I’ve been insisting on giving those The chains are oiled!"

Judging by Filch's expression, he must be regretting not giving birth decades earlier.

Hagrid wasn't waiting for them in the house - there were still secrets in his cabin, he was standing outside his yard with a lamp in his hand, Fang the Hound following him, and he was carrying a Huge crossbow, full of quiver on the shoulder.

He saw Filch's lantern from a distance, so he walked over to meet the lantern.

"Okay, your mission is complete," Hagrid told Filch directly to go back to the castle, "I'll be in charge of them next."

After Filch muttered and disappeared into the darkness, Hagrid took Tom and the two to the Forbidden Forest.

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