The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Hermione, who had studied for eight hours at a time, was a little tired. She stretched lazily and blinked her eyes to moisturize her dry eyes again. She collected the results of today's study and put them in In the school bag. Looking at the thick pile of notes and papers, Hermione felt extremely relieved and satisfied. Even Tom next to her looked more pleasing to the eye.

"It's time to eat." Hermione then noticed that she seemed to have missed lunch and was now feeling hungry, so she pulled Tom with her to the Great Hall.

During dinner, in addition to serving himself a lot of food, Tom also packed a bunch of chicken legs, chicken wings and other things. Every night, he would find an opportunity to let the bird and snake out to feed and clean its teapot.

After a day of review on Saturday, Tom was super confident in himself, so he began to visit professors in various subjects one by one to let them assess himself. First, there is the good old Professor Sprout. She is the professor in charge of teaching Herbology and the head of Hufflepuff. Then there's Professor Aurora Sinister, who teaches astronomy, and Professor McGonagall, who teaches transfiguration.

The assessments all went smoothly. Tom passed the professors' exams just like chopping melons and vegetables, and received recognition and various teaching experiences from them. The opinions of the professors are surprisingly unanimous: now that you have mastered the knowledge of the first grade, start teaching yourself the magic of the second grade!

Now there is only one person left...

Potions Professor Severus Snape.

Tom was hesitant and conflicted: he actually didn't really want to go to Snape for this assessment. After all, the best way to deal with a prickly professor like Snape was to stay away from him. If you stick to him yourself, you're courting death.

However, the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind kept coming. At the end of a Potions lesson, Tom was left behind by Snape.

"I heard that you have been looking for professors in various subjects to ask them to give you final exams in advance?" Snape stared at Tom with his emotionless eyes.

"That's right, Professor."

"Very good," Snape said with a sarcastic smile, "Since our extremely smart Mr. Yodel wants to add a little test and put a little pressure on his life, then naturally, as a professor, I won't stop him... "Snape flicked his wand, his black robes fluttering, and a pile of potion ingredients and a cauldron appeared on a desk.

"The content of the exam is very simple. Make a potion of forgetfulness. If something goes wrong, you will spend the rest of the day in confinement." Snape made room for Tom with these harsh words. He stepped forward to prepare the forgetfulness potion. This potion can cause memory loss in the user and is complicated to prepare.

While Tom was mixing the potion, Snape stood behind him and watched closely, his breath almost hitting Tom's neck. Snape decided that if he made even one mistake, he would give Tom a straight fail. But Tom let him down. He perfectly completed the preparation of the forgetting potion.

Snape checked Tom's results with a straight face, and then announced with an expressionless face that he had passed the test. After that, he left in a hurry, as if staying in the Potions classroom for one more second would make him feel uncomfortable. However, he seemed to have left in such a hurry that he left a note on the podium without even realizing it.

At this point, Tom has completed all theoretical breakthroughs in knowledge. The days that followed were nothing more than hanging out in the library, practicing Quidditch, and playing a few games with the team—all of which were successful. At this time, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are both teams that maintain unbeatable victories. They will decide the Quidditch Cup in a direct dialogue at the end of the semester.

Tom's life was broken until just before Easter. On a sunny Saturday morning, Tom and Hermione were studying in the library when they saw an unusual guest: Hagrid.

It is difficult for you to connect Hagrid with the library, but at this time, Hagrid really appeared in the library. He tiptoed to minimize the noise he made, but his huge body still exposed him.

"Mr. Hagrid, what are you doing here?" Hermione spotted him. She greeted Hagrid and then asked curiously.

"Ah, find some books to read..." Hagrid said in a evasive voice, which immediately aroused Hermione's interest.

"What kind of books are you looking for? Tom and I have read a lot of books here. They might be able to help you."

"Ah, this... no need, I can do it myself. You still want to study, right? I won't disturb you." Hagrid panicked, and this reaction aroused Hermione's suspicion.

"If it's a book about magical animals, we might be able to help." Tom also interjected at the right time, and at the same time raised a book in his hand called "Types of Dragons in Great Britain and Ireland".

Hagrid's eyes widened.

He looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so he lowered his voice and said, "Okay, then don't tell anyone. I'm looking for books related to dragons."

Hermione glanced at him. She understood everything at that moment, but she didn't say much. Instead, she stood up and walked around. When she came back, she held a stack of books in her hands: "From Hatching to Nirvana", "Raising" A Guide to Dragons," "Raising Dragons for Fun and Profit," and more.

She handed the book to Hagrid, "I hope it helps."

Hagrid showed an honest smile and nodded quickly, "Okay, okay, I won't disturb you anymore, I'll go back first -"

"Hagrid! Why are you here!" Harry, Ron and Neville appeared out of nowhere. Their schoolbags were bulging, and they contained a lot of books at first glance.

Hagrid suddenly became alert: "You three are still looking for Nico Flamel, right?"

"Ha, we knew who he was hundreds of years ago!" Ron looked very proud.

"Nicholas Flamel? I remember he seemed to be a very powerful alchemist who could refine the magic stone!" Tom answered abruptly from the side.

This sentence directly broke the defense of the four people present.

Hagrid was about to collapse: Why did one more person know the secret that Dumbledore wanted him to keep?

Ron and the others were devastated: they had checked the information for several months, and finally the chocolate frog gave them the tip, and it turned out that this man Tom actually knew!

Hagrid was furious - he was angry with himself. He said to the people present: Stop investigating this matter, it has nothing to do with you, and then left angrily.

Hermione looked at the three boys curiously: They seemed to know something that she didn't know?