The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"It seems that Scabbers is quite related to rats," Hermione broke away from her surprise. After thinking about it carefully, she found that there seemed to be nothing special - Scabbers was an adult male rat who went out to seduce several female rats. , is it bizarre? It's strange that it hasn't gone into heat after spending so many years in the Weasley family!

"Uh, so your wife is pregnant?" Unlike Hermione, Tom knew that Scabbers was Peter Pettigrew, so he was more concerned about another issue: if a wizard in the Animagus state mates with an animal, will he have a child? How should the things that come down be counted?

Man, beast, or orc?

Hearing Tom ask this question, the mouse named Winter Solstice rolled around and howled as if it had been stabbed by someone.

"No! No! You don't want that kind of thing! Let's talk about my wife finding other rats after I die - at least one year!" Winter Solstice let out a desperate roar, and then was slapped down by Tom.

"Keep your voice down!" He glared at the mouse angrily. He didn't know what to do with the mouse. Maybe throwing it away would be the best option. But Tom suddenly had an idea and had a very bold idea.

Menis' jade tablet requires his blood to use, but the bottle of blood only has four or five drops, and it will be exhausted after a few uses. Can I ask Menis for it after I'm done with it? Yes, yes, but Tom is a little embarrassed: Menis is very kind to him, but he has to know his limits. The Pharaoh has lived to this day and is no different from a god. He must be cautious in making demands and not be too greedy.

All in all, the blood of Menes is one drop less.

Tom must find ways to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. There is no way to reduce the expenditure for the time being. Blood must be consumed every time. That is the rule of the Jade Slate, but there is still a possibility of increasing the expenditure, and that is to use the activity of the blood.

Tom and Hermione brought Winter Solstice to the Room of Requirement.

"I need a clean alchemy cabin." Tom said silently three times and then opened the door that appeared on the wall, revealing the neat cabin inside: workbench, shelves and various tools and utensils.

"What do you want to do?" Dongzhi struggled in Tom's hands, but then a petrification spell completely ended its resistance. It could only watch as it was placed on the alchemy table and fixed by Tom with a rope. hands and feet.

It watched Tom take out a small bottle from his arms, filled with bright red liquid. Just looking at this bottle of blood made him feel dizzy, as if he had seen something very scary.

"Wait!" At the critical moment, its little mind suddenly had an idea and came up with a brilliant idea.

"Are you looking for a mouse to inject blood?" it asked nervously, squeaking, "Maybe one of mine is not enough? I can call a few more for you."

"Okay." To Dongzhi's surprise, Tom actually agreed after thinking about it for a while.

Winter Solstice's little calculation is very loud: I will comfort Tom first, and when I am released into the Forbidden Forest, wouldn't it mean that the sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly?

Unfortunately, Tom saw through its wishful thinking immediately. He tinkered a few times on the workbench, and then inserted a small metal block into Dongzhi's lower back.

Dong Zhi only felt a chill in his lower back, as if a foreign object had been stuffed in, followed by a stinging pain. Tom whispered in its ear: "Before the sun sets, take your friends back to the castle, and I will unplug this for you. Otherwise, when the time comes, it will explode and blow you into pieces." Two pieces." Tom gestured, making Dongzhi tremble with fear.

Tom put Winter Solstice down from the alchemy table, lifted the petrification spell on it, and watched it quickly disappear at the end of the corridor.

"So that little copper block will really explode at sunset?" Hermione was a little curious, and at the same time she couldn't help but feel a sense of pity in her heart - it was just that she couldn't understand the words of mice before, but now she can understand mice What are you talking about, but you can't do anything to them.

"It won't explode," Tom denied. "It will just stretch out and break its spine when the time is up."

Hermione: ...

"Always felt……"

"That's just because you can understand what it says. In fact, what is the difference between this and using mice in Muggle laboratories to conduct experiments?" Tom interrupted Hermione, "And I'm sure that this mouse will be addicted to it in the future. Being involved in this kind of trade—even if there are no restrictions, it will continue to bring rats here."

After hearing what Tom said, Hermione stopped talking.

Soon, Dongzhi returned to the castle gate with two mice, and was bumped into by Tom. He easily caught the two mice, placed them on the alchemy table, and easily removed the timer device for Winter Solstice.

Tom threw the small copper block on the table. Not long after, two wing-like blades suddenly popped out from both ends of the metal block, making Dong Zhi tremble.

"If you don't come back, this blade will naturally pop out and teach you a lesson." Tom glanced at the frail Dongzhi, but the movements of his hands did not stop. He tied up the mouse skillfully, then picked a little Menes blood from the bottle and injected it into a mouse.

The effect is immediate. As soon as the blood entered the body, the mouse began to tremble violently. The drop of blood seemed to come alive, swimming around in its body, and finally stopped moving in its chest, causing a small bump to bulge in the chest of the mouse. Like a tumor.

However, the tumor was growing with every heartbeat of the mouse, and the mouse's fur was visibly dimming. In less than a minute, a young and strong mouse turned old. The originally round mouse turned into a skin and bones, and its shiny fur became dry and forked.

Later, its heart stopped beating, leaving only the "tumor" that had grown several times. Tom took out a silver needle, pricked the bulge, and watched the blood droplets, which were slightly larger than before the injection, roll onto the table.

winter solstice:!

Fortunately, I'm smart, otherwise this mummy would be me!

Next, Tom ignored the second mouse's squeaking and poured blood into it.

Looking at the blood beads that were almost twice as big as before, Tom breathed a sigh of relief: It would be great if it could continue to develop. Now blood has changed from a non-renewable resource to a renewable resource.

He glanced at Dongzhi, which made it feel frightened, but before it could say anything, Tom stuffed a piece of dried meat into its paw.

"Thank you for your hard work. We can continue to cooperate in the future." Tom gently placed Winter Solstice on the ground and sent it out of the Room of Requirement.

Looking at Tom walking away and smelling the aroma of dried meat in his hands, Dongzhi suddenly felt that this transaction seemed not bad?

Tom didn't care what he thought about Winter Solstice. What he cares about is the quality of the blood in his hands. He desperately needed to give it a try.

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Asking for a monthly ticket!