The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Tom looked at the cocktail in front of him, and was not in a hurry to drink it. Instead, he picked up the glass and shook it gently, watching the wine slowly swirling in the glass and coating the wall with a layer of white frost.

"The sweetness of sugar cane juice, the sourness of lemon and the refreshingness of mint complement the fiery heat of rum. Full marks...add lemon in two times to make the taste more layered. Full marks...the mint leaves after being beaten, the aroma It was even more intensely stimulated, like the finishing touch, perfect score... and your heart, one more point than the perfect score! This is a cocktail that exceeds the perfect score." Tom leaned on the table and helped Hermione mix it. cocktail and looked at Hermione with some amusement.

"But why did you put two straws in at the end?"

Asking knowingly.

Hermione's expression remained normal and she answered naturally: "To prevent the crushed ice from clogging the straw."

Tom couldn't help laughing when he heard this answer. Inspired by Tom's laughter, Hermione laughed too.

"There are too many people here, let's go shopping outside." Tom noticed that even though there was a grand party, he still received a lot of attention and courtesy, so he instinctively wanted to find a quieter and more private place. place.

"Okay." Hermione also realized that there were too many people here and it was not a good place to talk, so she agreed to Tom's request and the two of them left the auditorium together.

In the dark, some people who wanted to talk to Tom couldn't help but frown...

After Tom and Hermione walked out of the auditorium, they walked straight towards the less crowded area. After passing through several corridors, there was no one around.

There are many people who made the same choice as them. Many students tonight made the same choice: to get away from the hustle and bustle and go to a quiet place where they will not be disturbed with the one person they cannot miss.

The moonlight passed through the window and sprinkled on the floor of the corridor. Tom and Hermione were nestled by the window, looking at the moon in the night sky.

"It's a pity that it's not fifteen, the moon is not full enough." Tom took a sip of the mojito, feeling the cool and hot taste.

"The incomplete moon also has its beauty. This is the so-called 'incomplete beauty'. Human beings like this kind of art. Venus with a broken arm, the goddess of victory... are all like this. Because of their incompleteness, they leave endless There is room for imagination. I think if the statue of Venus was complete, it might not be so famous. It would be better to retain a sense of mystery about many things." Hermione explained to Tom seriously.

Tom smiled and did not go further into the topic.

"Your dress is very beautiful tonight. Is it the dress you prepared before?" Tom looked at the alluring dress and felt a little strange in his heart.

It's the feeling of your heart beating faster.

"Of course not," Hermione shook her head, "I asked someone to buy this from London, and it was just sent to Hogwarts a few days ago."

Tom remembered that Hermione had received a large package at breakfast a few days ago. At that time, he asked her what it was, but Hermione just laughed and didn't answer.

"So that's it... eh!" Just as Tom was lost in memories, Hermione leaned over and took a sip of the mojito in Tom's cup through the straw.

"It tastes very good. As expected, I am good at bartending!" The drink made Hermione smile happily.

The alcohol content of the mojito cocktail is not high, but it can evoke a shy girlish orgasm flush on the face, making the atmosphere ambiguous and passionate.

Tom and Hermione were both average drinkers, and after a few mouthfuls of mojitos, they were already tipsy.

Hermione snuggled into Tom's arms, wrapped in the pirate's cloak, and sipped the cocktail in her glass.

The effect of the alcohol prompted her to ask a question.

"I don't seem to know your birthday yet...so can you tell me?" Hermione lay half in Tom's arms and narrowed her eyes.

"I don't have a birthday... If I had to choose one, the day I met you would be my birthday."

"At this time, the foyer is also crowded with students, all milling around, waiting for eight o'clock to arrive, when the door to the auditorium will open. Some people want to meet their dance partners from other colleges, so they stand sideways in the crowd Squeezing around, looking for each other.”

"I know a lot of bartending techniques, do you want to try it?" Hermione extended the invitation, and Tom readily accepted.

Where would there be a mixing room in Hogwarts?

The two of them thought of the Room of Requirement at the same time.

So when they opened the door to the Room of Requirement, they saw a room decorated with a bar. Directly opposite was the bar, and behind the bar was a whole wall of wine.

"Perfect!" Hermione happily ran behind the bar and quickly mixed the drinks.

Glasses of dazzling or plain wine were mixed by Hermione and pushed in front of Tom.

Just like that, the two people's eyes soon became blurred. Later, Hermione simply sat next to Tom and taught him step by step how to mix drinks.

Meanwhile, in the foyer, a group of Slytherin students came up the steps from their underground common room. At the front was Malfoy, wearing a high-collared black velvet gown that made Harry think he looked like a vicar. Pansy Parkinson was wearing a frilly light pink robe, and she was hanging tightly on Malfoy's arm. Crabbe and Goyle were both dressed in green, like two moss-covered boulders, and Harry saw with satisfaction that neither had found a partner.

The oak front door opened, and everyone turned to see Durmstrang's students walking in together with Professor Karkaroff. Krum walked in the front, accompanied by a beautiful girl in blue robes whom Harry did not recognize. Over their heads, Harry saw that a piece of lawn in front of the castle had been turned into a cave, with little fairy lights shining inside - which meant that there were hundreds of living fairies, or they were sitting on magic conjured structures. Among the rose bushes, or fluttering their wings on top of statues that appear to be Santa Claus and his reindeer.

At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice sounded: "Warriors, please come here!"

After everyone was seated in the auditorium, Professor McGonagall asked the warriors and their dance partners to line up two by two and follow her in. They filed in and headed towards the large round table at the front of the auditorium where the referees were seated. The people in the auditorium applauded enthusiastically.

The walls of the auditorium were covered with glittering silver frost, and the ceiling was a starry night sky, hung with hundreds of garlands of mistletoe sprigs and ivy. The four academy tables were gone, replaced by a hundred small tables lit with lanterns, with about ten people sitting at each table.

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In the early morning, the refreshing sunlight penetrated through the window of the hut and shone on the candlestick where the candles burned out and turned to ashes, leaving only tears of candles.

There are a lot of clothes piled here and there on the floor of the cabin, including pirate cloaks, gothic dresses, gold soles and black boots, black velvet tights...

The bed in the hut was a little messy, and a boy and a girl were sleeping soundly on it.

Golden sunlight shone on Tom's face, his eyelids moved, and the boy woke up.