The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Hermione's voice startled Tom. The surprise at this time was slightly different from the surprise just now. The surprise just now was that there was someone suddenly on the bed. The surprise now was the sudden appearance of Hermione on his bed.

Tom lives in a dormitory! Although he has always enjoyed various invisible privileges in school, he has always lived with several students of the same grade in the dormitory. However, due to his many affairs, he did not get along well with his roommates.

That also brought up a problem, Hermione now appeared in a room full of strong guys! According to the development of the unorthodox novel, Hermione should have been accidentally discovered by Tom's roommate at this time, and then the photo was taken. Roommates often take these photos and enjoy them secretly. In the end, they couldn't help but drugged Hermione's drink - if it was more fun, they would get Tom drunk, and then...

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Tom, who had obviously read a lot of articles like this, was breaking out in a cold sweat. This was a hellish experience for him, something that was impossible to accept. The situation like "My wife is a very traditional girl, and I love her very much, but now we are getting tired of it..." is also unlikely to happen to him.

So Tom became anxious.

He lowered his voice, held Hermione's shoulders, and asked in a low voice: "Why are you here! Go back!"

He opened the curtain beside the bed and found that his roommates were sleeping deeply, which made him feel a little at ease.

Tom turned to Hermione and whispered: "They are all asleep, you can now - uh uh!"

Hermione ignored Tom completely. She wrapped herself around him like a soft snake and kissed him.

Tom felt very nervous, but also a little excited about going against the rules. He tried hard to restrain himself and not make any noise.

Seeing Tom being so cautious, Hermione relaxed her mouth and laughed. She put her finger up to her mouth and made a shushing gesture, then she lay next to Tom's ear and whispered to him: "Quiet~ Otherwise it will be bad if you wake up your roommate..."

Tom shut his mouth tightly and said nothing, not even daring to move.

Seeing this, Hermione became even happier. The feeling of sneaking into your boyfriend's dormitory and then getting on and off his hands is so exciting!

She caressed Tom's chest, then gave him a gentle pat on the butt. The cold touch gave Tom goosebumps all over his body.

"Put it up~"

Tom:?

"Please don't do this... This, this is too shameful..." Tom whispered.

"Having done this so many times before, it's time for us to change this time, right?" Hermione said mischievously.

Although Tom still wanted to say something, he gave in after thinking about the consequences of speaking out. He obediently assumed the posture requested by Hermione.

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Hermione: ...

She originally just wanted to make a joke with her boyfriend, but she didn't expect him to actually do it. No, you have to hold back and not laugh! But I couldn’t help it! Please don't make your pout look so tempting!

Seeing Tom like this, Hermione wanted to laugh more and more, and finally couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed out loud.

The crisp laughter was particularly loud in the quiet night.

Tom:!!!∑(Дノ)ノ

His face turned pale with fright. Just when he was about to give his roommates a package of forgetting everything and passing out, Hermione said something that put his heart at ease.

"Tom, I am a witch, so I can isolate the sound through magic. Now the sound in your bed is completely isolated from the sound outside~"

"That's it..." Tom breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have to worry about his most precious treasure being seen by others.

"This spell is called listening with earplugs. Do you want to learn it? If you want to learn it, I'll teach you!" Hermione put her hand on Tom's waist and patted his butt gently.

Tom:…

This curse was played out by Hermione! Wait, this spell seems to be very suitable for the flower picker to use!

As for what kind of flowers Hermione picked... chrysanthemums are flowers too! Boys must protect themselves outside! Tom groaned inwardly.

In order to avoid being picked, Tom tried to turn over, but Hermione held him down.

"Don't move!" A cold wand was pressed against Tom's waist. At this moment, Hermione didn't know when or where she took out her wand and pointed it at Tom.

"Wait a minute!" Tom felt a little bad: "Hermione, you can't do this with a wand!"

Hermione: ...

She didn't react at first, but when she came to her senses and understood what Tom wanted to do, a blush climbed onto her cheeks, and the wand in her hand seemed to become hot to the touch.

"What are you thinking about?" She hit Tom with some embarrassment. Next, she flicked her wand, and a pink rope erupted from the tip, tying Tom up.

"This is punishment for what you just thought!" Apparently, Tom misunderstood Hermione's intention of taking out the wand, which made her a little unhappy.

"What a sight. I just wanted to be romantic..." Hermione muttered, fiddling with the wand in her hand.

"Oh... I won't joke around with you stupid idiot anymore, look!" The grapevine wand whirled on his slender fingers, and in an instant Tom's bed was covered with rose petals.

A refreshing floral fragrance filled Tom's nose.

"Well, you took me to watch a fireworks show before, then I'll give you a sea of ​​flowers in return. Do you like it?" Hermione stared into Tom's eyes, her heart full of love.

Feeling the fragrance of the petals and looking at the girl who was cheek to cheek with him, no more than an inch apart, Tom could no longer suppress the throbbing in his heart.

He replied: "I love it."

"That's good." Hermione took the initiative to kiss Tom.

After a long time, their lips parted, and the two people's heavy breathing sounded in this small world isolated from the world.

It was only then that he had the time to see what kind of clothes his girlfriend was wearing today.

Seeing Tom's eyes wandering around her, Hermione looked at her lover charmingly: "Does it look good?"

Tom swallowed, his throat a little dry. He nodded and replied decisively: "It looks good!"

Today Hermione specially prepared a Christmas suit for Tom. The few fabrics on her body were mainly red and white.

Tom looked at Hermione's beautiful face and felt that everything about her was so irresistible. She has a pair of cute rabbit ears on her head and a red bow tied around her neck. Apart from that, the only thing left on her upper body is a not-so-wide velvet cover, which restrains the two white rabbits. The edge of the cover is made of snow-white plush, which wraps up the red silk cloth. The red and white form an extremely strong color contrast, which makes people's blood rush.

Under the velvet cover, there was an unobstructed view of her lower abdomen. Although Hermione's exposed skin was not as white as white velvet, it had a healthy sheen, like condensed fat, like a large piece of mutton-fat white jade.

Only then did Tom notice that Hermione was wearing a pair of black leather gloves, and he suddenly realized that no wonder she felt an extremely cold touch when she touched him just now.

Tom's eyes moved away from the glove, and then he was attracted by the small triangle. It was a piece of white triangular velvet fabric. It reluctantly covered the mysterious area, but it was too reluctant. It seemed that it only needed to be picked lightly...

A thin white line extends from both sides of the triangle, binding the fabric to the waist. In the middle of the white fabric is another red bow. Under this bow, there is a huge secret hidden.

The person who made this suit knows how to contrast, using white against red, and using accessories to stimulate stronger emotions. Even though he is wearing clothes, he is more attractive than not wearing clothes.

As for those slender and straight legs, they are as perfect as ancient Greek stone sculptures. Different from the Greek stone sculptures, Hermione wore a pair of brown rootless leather boots with a golden metal buckle on both sides of the boots, adding a bit of wildness to this little rabbit-like girl. If the girl just now was a rabbit, then these boots turned her into a hare.

These boots look a bit like cowboy riding boots, with a sense of bulkiness, but it is precisely this bulkiness that can better set off Hermione's slender legs.

The boots also brought a sense of confinement, firmly restricting those beautiful legs.

Tom couldn't stand her being so confined, but unfortunately, he was tied tightly by Hermione and couldn't move.

Seemingly sensing Tom's desire, Hermione twisted her body and stretched one foot to Tom's hand.

The sound of a metal zipper sounded, and a hole was opened in the boot leg, slightly loosening the confinement. Under the brown leather are black hollow silk stockings.

Tom's breathing became heavy again.

"As long as you like it. Tonight...your Christmas gift has been delivered. Do you want to open it?" Hermione whispered in Tom's ear.

"Um."

The rope was loosened and the petals fluttered.

…

After a long, long time, the rising sun outside the window shone on the bed curtains, illuminating the two bodies connected together.

Hermione rolled over and slid off of Tom, and the girl lying next to him let out a sigh of relief. But soon, the gurgling stickiness made her frown.

"Clean up." She waved her wand lazily, cleaning up all traces of the aftermath. Only then did she notice that although no sound came out, many rose petals were floating out from the gaps in the curtains.

"Alas..." She sighed, and an arm as white as a lotus root stretched out from the tent: "Sweep it away with the whirlwind!"

The rose petals scattered on the floor of the dormitory were also cleaned up.

The warm sunshine shone on Tom, restoring a little bit of life to him.

"What a little bastard." Hermione rolled her eyes, looking at Tom who was lying on the bed like a puddle of mud, Hermione's playful thoughts came to her mind again.

Whizzing!

Hermione suddenly attacked and tied Tom up again. Only this time she chose to use ropes to tie Tom's limbs to the uprights at the foot of the bed.

Tom:? !

Just as he was about to ask what was going on, Hermione covered Tom's eyes with a hood.

Tom:? ? ?

Then, Hermione pinched Tom's nose, and the suffocation forced him to open his mouth. The moment it opened, a ball of silk fabric was stuffed in, sealing Tom's mouth tightly.

"Woo!" Tom struggled, not knowing why, but it was doomed to be in vain.

Hermione used a transformation spell to turn a rose petal on the bed into a blade that shone with a cold light.

Tom was still struggling, but with Hermione's movement, he froze and did not dare to move at all - he felt something cold and sharp pressed against his inner thigh.

"When you become a phoenix and change back again, will the things you cut off grow back?" A demonic voice sounded.

Tom:! ! !

Why? He really wanted to ask Hermione, wasn't she fine just now? Why do you suddenly need to——?

But it was too late, the cold blade passed by...

No blood flowed out, and the expected pain did not appear.

"I'm kidding you~ Be careful next time and don't disobey my request again. I said that Professor Snape or Madam Pomfrey are not willing to prepare that kind of potion for us, so please be careful. Yo~"

Tom nodded repeatedly.

"That's good." Hermione threw the black curly hair aside.

"This is a small punishment." In Tom's voice, Hermione cut down an entire black jungle.

When logging, there are also clear and fragrant mountain springs gushing out. Looking at the sensitive land, Hermione couldn't help laughing.

"Well, I wish you a Merry Christmas!" Hermione kissed Tom on the cheek. After wiping the "mountain spring" off her hands, she wrapped the wizard's robe at the foot of the bed around herself. While Tom's roommates were still sleeping, she quietly slid off the bed and slipped out of the boys' dormitory.

Of course, just to be on the safe side, she cast a disembodiment spell on herself before setting off so that even if someone got up early to go to the toilet, she wouldn't be able to see her.

After Hermione left, Tom realized that this girl had forgotten to untie herself!

This is revenge! He thought so.

Fortunately, Hermione seemed to remember Tom's situation when she returned to the dormitory, so after a few minutes, the ropes around Tom's hands and feet turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

Tom, who was free again, quickly took out the silk stuffed in his mouth. The black hollow fabric had become damp at this time. Tom balled it up and stuffed it under the pillow.

He picked up his wand from the bedside and cleaned up the remaining petals on the bed, when he felt a sense of discomfort.

It was a subtle friction feeling.

The source of the feeling was the forest that Hermione had cut down. Although the trees had been cut down, the stumps were still there, which brought a novel experience, a little itchy and a little chilly.

Tom felt his face was a little feverish. He felt like getting dressed. At this time, his roommates also woke up from their sleep.

"It seems to smell like flowers?" Anthony said.

"I smelled it too, it seemed like roses. Did someone use a new shampoo?" Michael responded.

The roommates had no idea what happened last night. Only the faint fragrance of flowers in the air was silently telling something.

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It seems like this chapter should have a side story, so let me write it~ But it’s been really hard lately and I can’t write it for a while. I’m very sorry.

I am adjusting my mentality, come on! ()

PS: You can check your bank card balance when you are tired from work, which can effectively encourage yourself.