The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

The second half of the divination class was spent in a strange atmosphere. Tom felt as if he had taken Harry's place and become the center of attention. The reason why he attracted attention was naturally the prediction that was so accurate that it was fulfilled almost immediately.

[Unlock title: Soothsayer

Function of the title: After wearing it, your words will be more convincing, even if they sound ridiculous, the probability of being stopped by others to ask for fortune-telling will increase]

Tom:…

He didn't expect that just by talking about his divination discoveries, he would unlock a title. It's just that this title is a bit too awesome, and what the hell is the last half of the sentence! Do you really think of me as a fortune teller on the roadside?

After class, he tried his best to get rid of the little wizards who gathered around him, found a secluded place and used the time turner to go to class.

And the aftermath of this divination lesson is far from over. When Tom and Hermione walked outside the Great Hall after class, they saw a sign pinned under Filch's bulletin board.

[Lost and Found: If you have lost jewelry, coins or other items recently, please go to the castle administrator’s office to collect your lost items]

Tom didn't think any students would go to Filch's office to collect "lost items".

But there seemed to be accidents, such as Fred and George colluding together in secret, seeming to be plotting something. The two of them were rejoicing at the opportunity to enter Filch's office openly. As the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. Although Filch's office is dangerous, risks and opportunities coexist. The Fred brothers' last adventure allowed them to harvest the Marauder's Map there. So after having tasted the sweetness, they are naturally willing to take a gamble again.

After the meal, Tom leaned on the armchair in the common room and closed his eyes to rest. Crookshanks sat cross-legged on his lap and stroked its furry back. Tom felt a sense of warmth and peace. He had been in class all morning and needed a good rest.

He was not like Hermione, who could still sort out the star charts for astronomy class at noon after four classes.

"Yordel, please—" A female voice sounded beside him, pulling Tom out of his little comfort.

"I don't do divination for other people, and I was really blinded by the divination in class." Without hearing the rest of her sentence, Tom knew what this female classmate wanted to do: it was just to know that he had made a very accurate prediction. Divination, I want him to calculate my marriage and other things.

Tom opened his eyes and saw Padma standing next to him, holding a teacup in her hand. Hermione, who was sitting next to him, stopped holding the quill in her hand and looked at him with a half-smile.

"Okay." Padma bit her lip, a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and turned around to leave.

"Why, doesn't the great prophet make a fortune for his followers?" Hermione said teasingly.

"That must be impossible," Tom said with a look of helplessness. "If you agree to one person's request, you can't refuse the others' entrustment. I don't have the time to tell everyone's fortune. And the most terrifying thing is, If I calculate it correctly, I’ll be in trouble.”

Hermione couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, Professor Flitwick walked into the common room and posted a notice on the notice board in the common room, next to the lost and found.

Hermione's eyesight was very good, and she saw clearly the content of the announcement across two tables: Hogsmeade will be open to students!

She showed a hint of excitement, "Hogsmeade, that's the only town in the UK where all wizards live. Let me arrange where to go - I've wanted to go there for a long time, but unfortunately You have to wait until the third grade to..."

The opening of Hogsmeade Village was good news for all students. The originally quiet lounge immediately became buzzing with buzzing sounds. The young wizards were chattering about their travel plans, and the entire lounge became lively.

Of course, some people are happy and some are sad. Harry Potter was the one whose mood turned sour after seeing this announcement.

He sat down on a chair next to Ron, frowning, and his mood hit rock bottom. His frown was incompatible with the joyful atmosphere in the lounge. Even Ron, who had always been slow, could feel the depression in Harry's heart.

"Harry, don't be so sad. To be honest, I think you can ask Professor McGonagall. They are just worried about you being caught by Black in Hogsmeade, but Black can't go to Hogsmeade. He wasn't an idiot - sure, he could be a little crazy after being in a place like Azkaban for so long - but him being around Hogwarts was a trap. I mean, there were so many cameras. Where’s the ghost monster!”

Ron's rambling words did not make Harry happy, but made him more anxious. He didn't know if Professor McGonagall would show mercy outside the law, but he still decided to ask.

"Okay, then I'll go -"

"Are you out of your mind?" Suddenly, a familiar voice came, and Harry knew it was Ron's brother Fred without looking back. Of course, there is a certain possibility that it is George.

He looked back and sure enough, Fred and George were looking at them with smiles.

"It's really unlucky that Filch refused to let us into his office," Fred said, adding that he had also miscalculated. Ever since Fred and George dropped a dung egg in his office, Filch had been wary of them and would never let them get near his office. This time, he even took photos of every lost item. When the twins come, let them choose the photos one by one.

"I didn't expect him to be so smart - we usually don't see it. If he was half as witty as he is today, we would have been expelled from campus long ago!" George blinked and said, which was very scary for the students. punishment. But judging from his appearance, it seems that being expelled from campus is not a big deal to him.

"So you haven't dealt with your uncle yet?" The two chatted for a while and got to the point.

Harry grimaced and nodded.

"You must have been with Ron for too long and got infected by his stupidity -" Fred took out his application form, "Here, look, here is an application form, and here is a quill, At the same time, I also have a hand that can write and a clever little brain. Harry, what do you think these four things will become when combined?"

"Hogsmeade pass." George said with a smile.

Harry:!

He slapped his head suddenly: Why didn't I think of that!

That's right, it's just an application form. You can definitely imitate Uncle Vernon's signature and sign it!

He took out his own form, looked at the blank space after the "signatory", and his breathing gradually became faster.