The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Hermione pursed her lips and hit Tom twice. At the same time, he glanced at Hagrid with some guilt. Fortunately, he was crying so hard that he didn't hear Tom's words.

Finally, after a lot of tears, Hagrid pulled himself together. He took out his handkerchief again and blew his nose. "You are right, I need to cheer up. Sorry, I haven't been normal lately..."

"It's okay, Hagrid, I'll help you, and so will Tom - right?" Hermione looked into Tom's eyes, trying to force him to take a stand.

"Um, ah, yes." Tom removed his eyes.

But he didn't lie either. He really planned to help Hagrid.

"We can start by checking various files first..." Hermione thought about it, jumped up from her seat, and left quickly.

"Hermione is a good girl," Hagrid rubbed his red and swollen eyes, "I will go back and put Buckbeak into bed first. I can't let him stay alone in the snow on Christmas."

Then Hagrid left too.

Tom was alone, sorting out the tabletop that they had messed up. When he was almost done sorting it out, Hermione came back holding a file as tall as half a person.

"These are the files that Mrs. Pince recommended for us to read." She placed the large pile of dusty files on the table, causing a large cloud of dust to appear.

"Sneeze! Clean it up! Sneeze!" Tom's nose was itchy from the dust and he sneezed several times.

"So are these the files you want to check?" He asked, looking at the files with some fear.

"certainly!"

"What about the homework? What about the paper? What about the group project?" Tom was even more frightened.

"We can go to bed later and get up earlier." Hermione stared at Tom, "We can save a life by working hard."

Tom couldn't say no while looking into Hermione's eyes, so he tried to turn his head away, but Hermione grabbed his face, pushed him down on the table, and broke his face bit by bit. Right, forcing him to look at himself.

"Help me, I need your help. I want to help Hagrid win this lawsuit."

Tom: I want to refuse but I can’t!

"This is not a simple matter of a lawsuit... Believe me, I will rule out the factors outside the court - just don't read the file, right?"

"Really? Have you really found a solution?" Hermione looked at Tom suspiciously, "You're not fooling me, are you?"

"Of course not, how dare I! Get up quickly!"

After hearing what Tom said, Hermione let go of Tom and stood up from the table. She adjusted the wrinkled robe a little, "Great, I feel relieved to hear you say that - and the position of your wand is very strange, it just poked me."

"If you don't press me down on the table, the wand won't hit you!" Tom sat in his chair and turned around, facing away from Hermione.

Hermione:?

"So let's go eat?" Hermione hugged Tom from behind and rubbed her cheek against his ear, "I'm hungry."

There was a soft touch on Tom's back and Hermione's hot breath on his ears. Tom's ears turned red visibly.

"Wait...wait for me two minutes!"

…

Huck was a little hungry. After he and Dumbledore sat down, they found that the plates on the table were still empty.

Maybe it’s not time to serve food yet? He thought this way, wonder what the lunch at Hogwarts is like?

Before dinner started, the professors were chatting casually.

"This year, not a single student stayed," Professor Flitwick looked around at the people sitting around him and sighed, "Then why are we still here? Why don't we go home."

"Because the food is taken care of here?" Professor McGonagall thought for a while and felt that it would be better to stay in school. Not only her, but also the deans present were all alone. Instead of going home and spending Christmas alone, why not come to Hogwarts to spend Christmas with old colleagues.

The professors were silent. They think Professor McGonagall’s words really make sense! What are you going home for? It's too hard to cook by yourself. You have to do all the washing, cooking and dishwashing yourself. It's better to enjoy ready-made services at Hogwarts.

As for why the students didn't stay... maybe it was because they heard that too many students were going home? Think about it, if a student stays, he will have lunch with the principal, teachers, and his own dean. This meal is inedible!

"Speaking of which, why doesn't Professor Scamander go home for Christmas vacation?" Professor Sprout looked at Newt, who was listening silently, with some curiosity.

Newt was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the topic would suddenly turn to him.

"Ah, the main reason is that there are too many animals worth studying in the Forbidden Forest. I really don't want to go back." Newt said this, but he had another answer in his heart: his grandson returned home recently, and the little boy The child is very noisy, and he will definitely get pestered by him when he goes back. It is better to go out to avoid the limelight and find some peace.

At this time, Tom and Hermione also appeared at the door of the auditorium.

"Great, come here!" Dumbledore greeted them happily. He snapped his fingers, and a lot of Christmas packets of firecrackers appeared on the table, "Firecrackers! The Christmas holiday is incomplete without firecrackers! "

Apparently, even though the firecrackers had been put down at the Christmas Eve dinner, Dumbledore was still enjoying it.

Huck on the other side was already used to it. He just felt a little emotional: I didn't expect wizards to be interested in this. Setting off firecrackers was one of his fondest memories of Christmas as a child. It's a pity that when he grew up, he naturally lost interest in those small plastic toys and paper hats of poor quality.

But looking at the firecrackers at Hogwarts, he was suddenly moved again, and the good memories of his childhood seemed to be brought back.

He picked up a firecracker and pulled it open together with Dumbledore. As a result, there was no muffled bang inside, but a blast like a cannon bombing, and a burst of blue smoke. It startled Huck. A bonnet decorated with flowers and several little hamsters bursting out of the firecrackers.

Huck held the little hamster and watched Dumbledore put on the hat happily.

Tom and Hermione found two empty seats and sat down. Dumbledore stroked his white beard, pointed at the firecrackers on the table and said, "Everyone has a share!"

Dumbledore was so active that one could not help but suspect that he had accumulated too many firecrackers and needed to clear out his inventory.

Tom and Hermione fired off some firecrackers and harvested a bag of sparkly balloons, a troll statue, and a wizarding chess set. As for those living creatures, they were all created by magic and disappeared soon after.

Tom was not the last to sit down. Shortly after they sat down, Mrs. Pince and Professor Trelawney also appeared.