Hermione opened the gift box that Tom gave her and took out the golden leaf bookmark inside.
"So beautiful!" She happily raised the bookmark to her eyes.
"It's more than just a bookmark." Tom proudly described the function of the bookmark, which made Hermione open her mouth in surprise.
"So awesome!" Hermione was amazed by the function of this bookmark.
"Hehe." Tom was very proud: He had to kill countless hairs to make this. Of course it is very powerful!
Hermione carefully put the bookmark back into the box and put it away.
"No matter what you plan to do, I can help you, anything."
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Relax, feel at ease, comfortable.
Tom hadn't been so relaxed for a long time. He didn't have to think about anything or worry about anything. He didn't need to study magic, carve runes, or practice spells every day. All he needed to do was lean on the tree trunk and watch the white clouds drift by.
The lake water is sparkling.
Hermione was sitting next to him.
Tom's hand moved to Hermione's hand little by little, and gently took her hand. Hermione did not avoid it, she trembled slightly, and then interlocked with Tom's fingers.
Hermione's fingertips were cold and soft to the touch, and her hands felt a little thin.
Tom was a little sleepy: he got up early this morning to meet with Professor Lockhart, and by now he was indeed feeling a little tired.
Seeing that Tom seemed to be about to fall asleep, Hermione quietly flexed her toes and moved her feet a few times restlessly.
"What's wrong?" Tom asked.
Hermione didn't expect that this action still made Tom feel it. She blushed and said it was nothing.
After a while, he said in a voice like a mosquito's hum: "The socks have slipped down."
She didn't expect that as she walked, the socks would slip out little by little, sliding from her ankles to the soles of her feet.
This feeling is a bit uncomfortable.
Hermione's face was already red.
"Put your socks on again, what a big deal." Tom thought it was something, but it turned out to be such a small thing.
Hermione curled up her legs, grabbed the heel of her boots, and gently took them off. The boots were pulled off by her, revealing her smooth calves and gray socks that slid down to her toes. She gently pulled off the soft gray socks.
Lift it up and put it on again.
During the process of putting them on, her toes were slightly raised, and the socks perfectly outlined the curves of her feet. After putting the socks on, she lifted them up a little to prevent them from falling down again.
Then Hermione pointed her toes at the boots, stretched her feet in, pinched the uppers, kicked her legs, and put the boots on.
After doing this, Hermione's cheeks were so red that they were almost dripping with water.
"Well..." Hermione, who had never done anything like this before, was a little nervous. She quickly rearranged her shoes, and then looked at Tom, and she found that Tom had his eyes open, staring intently.
"All forgotten! All forgotten!" Hermione reached out and patted Tom's head several times.
But after a while, the two of them laughed happily together.
Happy time always passes quickly.
"It seems it's time for lunch." Hermione noticed that it was already noon before she knew it. They stood up together, dusted off the dirt on their bodies, and walked towards the castle.
When we walked into the auditorium, we were just in time for lunch.
The students were enjoying a sumptuous lunch in the auditorium, and Tom and Hermione were a little hungry, so they naturally joined in the feast: barbecue, bacon, sausages; lettuce, stews, mixed vegetables, everything.
When Tom and Hermione walked out of the Great Hall after dinner, Harry and Ron were just in front of them.
Ron has been miserable this week.
The Lockhart speeding incident happened on Wednesday, and on Thursday morning he received a shouting letter from Mrs. Weasley - although Lockhart drove the car, Mr. Weasley also committed a serious crime, and he is
The Ministry of Magic was summoned for inspection. After all, Arthur Weasley, a member of the Office for the Misuse of Muggle Articles and who was heavily involved in the inspection, actually had a magically modified Muggle car in his home. This was really outrageous. Absolutely.
In the magic world, only state officials are allowed to set fires, but ordinary people are not allowed to light lamps.
Even if there are no pure-blood families who are trying to make things worse, this is still a very bad thing - Arthur deliberately left a loophole when writing the law: as long as he does not plan to use the car to fly, then this kind of modification is legal.
As a result, Mr. Weasley suffered. It can be predicted that he will be involved in the whirlpool of scrutiny for a long time. But luckily, the main responsibility for this matter was taken down by Lockhart.
, and Lockhart used krypton gold to solve the problem.
Mrs. Weasley came to her senses and gave Ron a harsh lesson: a snarling letter. Of course, as long as you are thick-skinned enough, this kind of letter is not a problem at all.
But the next question is a big deal: the wand.
The roaring will pass if you tolerate it, but if a wizard doesn't have a wand, he has to resort to wandless casting. Obviously, Ron can't cast wandless.
Ron's wand was broken in the accident, and with the "help" of Lockhart, it was broken into two pieces. Lockhart himself had no intention of compensating, and he directly modified Ron's memory to make it
He thought it was entirely his own problem...
So Ron could only borrow some magic tape to repair the wand, but the broken wand could not be repaired by ordinary magic tape. Even if his wand was connected together, it would still crackle and spark from time to time. Later.
When Ron was trying to transform a beetle in Transfiguration class, his wand blew out a plume of gray smoke that smelled like rotten eggs.
Even if he encountered such a problem, Ron did not dare to write a letter to his family to tell him about it.
"This damn wand!" Ron complained. Just when he was eating, Ron's wand emitted a string of sparks and set a hole in his robe.
"Really, write home and ask for another one." Harry gave the most reliable advice.
"Yeah, and then I got another roaring letter..." For Ron, it was really shameful to receive another roaring letter.
This was the brief conversation that Tom heard, but it was enough for him to understand what happened.
But the wand... it's really not a problem for him.
Although he doesn’t know how to cultivate, he can do it!
"Ron, what's wrong with your wand? I worked at Mr. Ollivander's during the holidays, maybe I can help you."
Ron's eyes lit up, "Really? Look at my wand, can it still be saved?"
Tom and Hermione took Harry and Ron to an empty classroom.
Tom looked at Ron's wand carefully and saw that it was indeed hopeless. Because the unicorn core inside was damaged and part of the wood itself was missing.
Tom shook his head, and Ron looked disappointed, but Tom took out a brand new wand.