The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

However, the furious Filch restrained his temper when he saw Tom and did not shout out the curse words in his throat. He bowed to Tom stiffly, "Professor Lockhart..."

"Don't be so angry." Tom said gently. Of course, he was by no means a generous person who could stand and talk without pain. He could still understand Filch's difficulties: it was very annoying to have the place he had cleaned dirty again. Filch was still a squib, which meant that the wizard could solve the problem with a wave of his wand. It may take most of the day to clean. If you think about it this way, some of Filch's actions can be understood.

Tom drew out his wand:

"Tergeo!"

This spell is an enhanced version of the cleansing spell, which is most suitable for Harry when his whole body is covered in mud. It is also a few practical little spells he has learned.

Harry's body seemed to have been hit by a whirlwind, and his whole clothes were blown up. The whirlwind swept past, and the mud on Harry's body was swept away. Filch next to him showed an envious look.

Tom was the first to deal with Harry, the source of pollution, and then walked down the road where Harry came. The two ghosts followed his footsteps, and they saw him casting spells as he walked:

“Scourgify!”

It took Tom a dozen cleaning spells along the way to clean up the muddy stains left by Harry from the corridor on the second floor to the door of the Great Hall. After cleaning, Tom felt a little angry. He turned to Harry and said: "Five points from Gryffindor because you don't respect other people's work. You should think about who is cleaning the castle in normal times. There is no Muggle school in Hogwarts." I was born on duty, right?"

Harry lowered his head and silently agreed. Filch next to him saw the student being punished by the professor, his face turned red with excitement and he could hardly breathe.

Tom took out a crystal bottle from his robe. "This is an energy potion. Remember to dilute it before taking it. Just one drop at a time." Tom put the crystal bottle into his hand. "Take a good rest if you have a cold, Pomfrey." Madam also has special cold medicine, go to her as soon as possible, don't delay catching a cold."

"Professor..." Filch's hands trembled slightly.

"Okay, it's getting late. You should go back and rest quickly."

Filch didn't say anything more, bowed to Tom and left, without mentioning additional punishment for Harry. After Filch walked away, Tom looked at Harry, who was obviously sulking, and said to him: "I know you are in a bad mood now - is it because of the Slytherin team?"

Harry raised his head in surprise, "Professor, how do you know-"

"Donating seven top-quality brooms at once is a big deal. I've heard about it." Tom spread his hands to show that he was not deaf.

I have to say that Lucius was absolutely doting on Draco. Little Malfoy wanted to join the Quidditch team, but Lucius's way of supporting his son was rather outrageous: he chose to directly equip every teammate on the team with a Nimbus 2001, and then sent his son in. . It is almost equivalent to his son wanting to join the college e-sports team, and his father directly equips each member of the e-sports team with a top-of-the-line computer, just to be qualified as a substitute.

What is Lucius doing? Could it be that if the heir of the family joins the Slytherin team, his family's influence will increase? The Malfoy family does not lack this honor, it is just to make their son happy.

Draco Malfoy is also awesome enough to actually become the main force of the Slytherin team. Marcus probably just wanted to take him in and sit on the bench as a water fountain keeper at first, but he didn't expect that this newcomer was actually very capable. Malfoy can play the main role in the second grade, which shows that his strength is very good. Nimbus 2001 can buy you the ability to be a substitute, but it can never buy you the right to start, and Marcus doesn't dare to do such a thing. If he really wanted to send his friends to the competition for a few broomsticks, Marcus would not have to think about any spare time in the next school year - he would spend it in Professor Snape's confinement room.

Malfoy took the standard Long Aotian script, but he met Harry Potter, the son of the plane.

Judging from Draco Malfoy's various reactions, this guy is indeed a spoiled little brat. This guy's behavior is mainly due to the influence of his parents. Lucius discriminated against Muggles and hated Weasleys. He also followed suit, despised the Weasley family, and said very bad things to Hermione...

However, he does have a good relationship with his father. When he encounters a problem, his first reaction is to use the "Dad Summoning Technique" and he is willing to communicate with his father.

"Seven Nimbus 2001 is a difficult opponent, isn't it?"

Tom's words reflected Harry's thoughts: All members of the Slytherin team are equipped with advanced broomsticks that are almost the same generation as them. How can we fight this?

"Hey, Potter, let me compare the data of the two Muggle armies for you. You can judge the winner." Tom suddenly brought up an unrelated topic, "Party A has 4.3 million troops, including 2 million in the army. There are 360,000 special forces, 160,000 air force, 30,000 navy, and a total of 1.01 million military agencies. In addition, there are 740,000 irregular troops with extremely advanced weapons and equipment. Party B only has 610,000 field troops and 660,000 local troops, with weapons The equipment is average, how many years do you think the battle will end?"

Harry: "Uh...about a year?"

"Three years of fighting."

"Is it a tactical mistake on the part of Party A? It actually allowed the other party to hold on for so long..."

"It took Party B three years to eliminate Party A."

Harry:!

"How is that possible!" he exclaimed, this is too outrageous!

"This is historical fact, so do you still think Slytherin is invincible?"

Harry fell into silence: Looking at it this way, Slytherin is not so invincible.

"You can think about it, what is your biggest advantage?" Tom patted Harry on the shoulder, and Nick next to him also encouraged him: "Gryffindor House will never surrender to Slytherin!"

"In the fifteenth century, was the relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin so bad?" Tom almost laughed.

"Of course! Our relationship has been very tense since Slytherin was beaten by Gryffindor." Nick crossed his arms and looked very proud. "You are so gentle now. In our time, we would have sex every few days." There was a duel between Gryffindor and Slytherin students, those days..."

Tom looked at Nick with a question in his mind. Nick understood his expression and said, "Professor Lockhart, if you have any questions, just ask me. I will definitely tell you everything you know."

As a ghost of Hogwarts, Nick is still very warm-hearted. Like the fat monk of Hufflepuff, he is willing to answer questions for the little wizards - ranging from Dumbledore to first-year freshmen. They all see energetic young people.

"Well, it's like this -" Tom hesitated, because he found this topic more difficult to talk about than he thought, but this topic was so tempting, and this knowledge had touched the realm of God.

"Okay, anyway-"

"You want to ask me why I can still exist in the world of the living even though I'm dead, right?" Nick asked the question for him. "In the past five hundred years, I don't know how many wizards have asked me this question. A lot of them had the exact same reaction as you.”

The long years have made Nick more experienced. He sighed and looked at the empty auditorium.

"I'm dead, but I can still move around - I can talk and think outside of Hogwarts. Yes, I came back from 'over there', and I left my own legacy in this world. imprint, so that after I die I can walk powerlessly in the places where I once lived and walked.”

"Over there?" Tom caught a special word. Harry listened to the conversation between the two with interest. This topic was also very interesting to him.

"Not everyone can come back as a ghost, only wizards can." Nick added, "Not every wizard can, there are very few wizards who will choose this path, they will all go on."

Harry was already a little confused. He really couldn't understand the meaning of "over there" and "go down" in Nick's mouth. But Tom already roughly understood what Nick meant.

Nick said softly: "I'm afraid of death, so I ended up like this. I don't belong here or there. Sometimes I think about whether I should do this, but I still can't muster the courage. Well, you two, I don't know the secret of death, but I believe the learned men in the Department of Mysteries are working on it."

Tom thanked Nick.

"There's nothing to thank you for. You will also experience this in the future." Nick bowed slightly towards them, his expression suddenly became nervous, and he seemed to be tangled up.

"Are we playing a turn-based game? You sing and I come on stage? If you have anything to say, just tell me. I think we can talk about anything now." Tom couldn't help complaining.

"Turn-based... game?"

"This is not important."

"Well, actually, I want to ask you two, tomorrow's Halloween is my 500th death anniversary. This request may be a bit excessive, and you may not be willing..."

"Attending your death anniversary party?"

"Ah, that's right!" Nick nodded excitedly, and then he said anxiously: "I chose a spacious underground classroom and invited friends from all over the country. If you two can participate, it will be me. It's a great honor. Your two friends will also be the most distinguished guests at the banquet - but I think you would rather attend the school's Halloween dinner, right? After all, the worlds of the living and the dead are distinct..."