The house is not big, at most ten square meters, but there are three fireplaces, and the raging fire makes the whole house like an oven.

But for a person with mild to moderate hypothermia like Hermione, there is no better room than this.

Hermione's symptoms were typical of hypothermia: hypothermia eventually caused by losing too much heat from getting wet. Hypothermia is a symptom of freezing. Contrary to common sense, hypothermia is quite easy to trigger. In fact, under certain circumstances, a room temperature of more than ten degrees can freeze to death.

Fortunately, Tom found out in time, and he happened to know how to treat hypothermia, otherwise the consequences would be extremely serious.

To treat hypothermia, three things should be done: take the patient out of the low temperature environment; take off cold and wet clothes and replace with dry warm clothes; soak them in warm water higher than human body temperature or warm them on a fire to bring them back to temperature. 【Note】

Tom thinks he's done well on the first two points—though the second point isn't thorough enough.

Tom put Hermione on the bed and she looked slightly better. The body no longer trembled involuntarily, and the cyan on the lips was gradually dissipating.

She lay weakly on the bed, her body sank a little, her chest rising and falling slightly with her breathing. At this time, Hermione didn't have the usual sense of strength, and she looked sick. But it's this look that is more distressing, and it makes people want to protect her.

"Sorry," Tom couldn't just leave Hermione alone, he still had a lot to do. He first helped Hermione take off the wrapping robe, revealing the black turtleneck underneath.

"A dress that fits very well," Tom felt that Hermione's aesthetics were really getting better and better, but he still leaned in front of Hermione, stared into her eyes and said, "If you can still move, I suggest Come by yourself."

The tip of his nose almost touched Hermione's.

"Just let me lie down here..." Hermione said weakly, lying on the bed, trying to pass the level.

"No, wet clothes! You'll catch a cold!"

Tom is a very principled man.

"Come on then," Hermione turned away from him.

Tom shook his head, grabbed the hem of Hermione's sweater, took it off at once, revealing the delicate black corset underneath, and put his hand on Hermione's trousers as she exclaimed. .

Hermione screamed, and a force surged out of nowhere. After pushing Tom away, she jumped up from the bed and ran into the bathroom.

"Tom the rascal!"

"Remember to take a hot bath." Tom was relieved.

After Hermione ran into the bathroom, she lay on the edge of the bathtub and turned on the faucet. Seeing the hot water gurgling out, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. She stood up, took off her trousers, and took off her trousers, leaving only her close-fitting clothes and shoes and socks.

Today, the lucky color for girls is black.

She skillfully unbuttoned her black bra with her backhand, and then removed the bottoms of the same style.

Hermione's hands rested on either side of her thighs, stroking the silk fabric on her legs: it felt smooth, soft, and smelled like a girl's skin. If it is normal, it will also take the girl's body temperature. It's just that Hermione's skin was cold today, and even with this piece of silk, there was no warmth.

The best clothes, the most precious things, are reserved for the most beautiful people.

Hermione slid her hands down, hooked her heels, took off the shoes on her feet and threw them aside, then clasped her hands on the edge of her knee socks, and stroked them down, the whole knee socks rolled up and faded all the way to her feet. department.

Hermione first lifted her right foot, grabbed the sock on the heel, and took it off completely, and then on her left foot, she took off a pair of wet silk over-the-knee socks.

She lifted the socks to the tip of her nose and sniffed it twice. Fortunately, there was no smell, only the watery smell of rain. Hermione threw the knee socks on the ground, and finally took off her bracelet, anklet and leg ring, placed them neatly next to the bathtub, and stepped into the bathtub barefoot.

"Ah..." The hot water made her let out a soothing moan, and she felt every pore of hers open and expand in the warm water. After a while, Hermione's face was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her whole body warmed up. The hot water in the bathtub made the girl's creamy skin a little more bloody.

The hot water rejuvenated the girl.

Her fingertips slid across her collarbone and swam around her waist, all the way down to her toes. She carefully wiped and kneaded every inch of skin on her entire body until her blood flowed through and her whole body felt comfortable.

It was a long bath. It wasn't until the hot water was changed three times that Hermione reluctantly left the bathtub.

"The Room of Requirement is a good place. Ravenclaw's dormitory will not have such good conditions, so people can take a bath." Hermione liked this magical little house from the bottom of her heart. This is the starting point of her and Tom's adventure!

However, when Hermione stood up from the dense fog, she discovered a somewhat embarrassing fact: there was no change of clothes of her own here, and as for the wet and dirty clothes on the ground, she didn't even want to touch it.

Fortunately, there was a small wardrobe next to the bathtub. She opened the door of the wardrobe, and a set of neatly folded clothes was presented in front of her.

Hermione unfolded the clothes and was taken aback: This clothes... Is it really good to wear them like this? But if I don't wear it, I don't seem to have any other choice...

And thinking about it carefully, there seems to be no problem with this dress, because there are only her and Tom in the room, and besides, the cat ears look furry and cute.

...

[The task is completed, the mysterious reward has been issued]

Tom saw the news.

"Oh?" Tom raised his eyebrows: it was an unexpected surprise. If the system didn't mention him, he almost forgot. As for what the mysterious reward is, he is looking forward to it.

While Hermione was taking a hot bath, he was recalling the Patronus he summoned today. What happened today is really special. The two Patronus can actually merge together and become a stronger Patronus, which is unheard of! This is not Yu-Gi-Oh, and it can also fuse two monsters. Whether this phenomenon is common or can only be used with Hermione is uncertain, things have yet to be proven.

However, since the magic that he and Hermione used together has never appeared in the history of magic, I am afraid they will have to give it a name.

what name should I choose? Tom is a little confused. First of all, it must not be called the Patronus fusion technique. This name is too unlucky, and he is unwilling to use all the names with "fusion". But this is not a very good name - because it is indeed two patron saints fused together.

Suddenly, Tom had a flash of inspiration and thought of a word that was very appropriate.

"The perfect match!" This phenomenon is simply called the perfect match! Tom gave himself and Hermione's Patronus a new name.

As for his Patronus becoming Hermione's Patronus, he figured out the reason: his Patronus is likely to be Boggart, who can imitate and transform into other people's Patronus. And without other patron saints, it will maintain the appearance of fog... a very unique patron saint, boys are fickle...

Just as he was thinking about it, the door to the bathroom opened, and a fragrant water vapor permeated out, followed by the sound of the heels lightly hitting the floor.

Hermione came out of the bathroom wearing the new clothes she had found.

"Does my dress look good?"

It's so beautiful! Tom answered with his own eyes.

Hermione was wearing a black short-sleeved dress with puff sleeves on the cuffs, giving it a gorgeous look. The women's leather shoes on the feet were replaced by a pair of black flat boots, without frills and raised, messy laces. The clothes were done sparingly, so that large swathes of fair skin were exposed. She also wore a pair of cat ears on top of her head, and the fluffy black cat ears added a touch of cuteness to Hermione.

Hermione looked like a black and white kitten with white front paws and black back paws, slender but not weak, arrogant but not arrogant.

She walked to Tom's bed step by step, bent down and looked at him.

"Looks like you've warmed up here?" Tom moved his eyes to the side, making room for Hermione.

"Well," Hermione snorted, rubbed her head against Tom's chest like a cat, and threw herself on the bed, sinking into the soft quilt.

"Sleep~" Hermione tried to jump, bringing a scent of fragrance.

"Hey! At least take off your shoes before going to bed!" Tom protested seeing Hermione actually go to bed with shoes on, and then he saw Hermione slumped into the quilt that belonged to her, with only one head exposed, There was a rustling sound, and the dress and boots were thrown out.

Hermione wrapped the quilt tightly, twisted twice, and changed a position, laying herself and Tom on their sides face to face. She looked at Tom's lips, opened her mouth slightly, bit her lower lip lightly, and there seemed to be a pool of autumn water in her eyes.

At this time, their faces were so close that they were almost touching each other, and Tom could even feel the heat of Hermione's exhalation. He felt his heart beating faster and his blood was rushing.

"Your skin is so good..." she said in a very soft voice, and then took the initiative to kiss Tom on the corner of the mouth.

"You are the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts." Tom took a deep breath and tried not to respond to Hermione. Instead, he put a finger on her forehead and pushed her away a little." Go to sleep! You're tired enough today."

He tried to pull his hand back under the covers, but Hermione grabbed it, and he twitched but didn't twitch. He looked at Hermione, but found that the girl seemed to have fallen asleep, so he let Hermione grab his hand, hold hands together, and fall asleep face to face.

The candles in the room were also extinguished automatically, and only the charcoal in the fireplace was still emitting a faint light. The whole house was gradually shrouded in darkness.

But the silence in the Room of Requirement does not mean that the rest of the place is so quiet. Dumbledore's office was very lively.

"Ridiculous!" Professor McGonagall punched the table, causing a small silver cup on the table to fly a little.

"The Dementor just swaggered into Hogwarts - if it wasn't for my eyes, I would have thought I was sent to the public restroom at Three Broomsticks by the door key!" Professor McGonagall looked Furious, "Dementors...Hogwarts...Albus—"

Dumbledore raised a hand, motioning for her to pause for a while, "I know Connelly is going to give us an answer."

Sparks of anger were flickering behind his crescent-shaped lenses.

"Is Harry okay?" he asked suddenly.

"Alive." Snape in the corner answered.

"I'm training in the school hospital, and his teammates are with him." Professor McGonagall added, "but his broom got out of control, it seemed to float into the forbidden forest, and hit the beating willow, Pomona. Go get it... maybe Filius can fix it..."

"Poor boy," Dumbledore shook his head, "it will take a while for him to accept this."

"It doesn't matter what happened to Potter. The patron saint of the young couple is much more interesting than the sad story of little Potter." Snape didn't want to hear from Harry anymore after he knew that Harry's life was in danger, and he was more concerned now. Concerned about those two magical patron saints I just saw.

This statement and his attitude annoyed Professor McGonagall, but she also needed to admit that the performance of Yodell and Granger on the court just now was worth their discussion.

"Patrons generally don't take the form of magical animals," Snape said slowly, "but just now, it was clear that Mr. Yordle and Miss Granger had summoned the exact same three-headed dog Patronus, And their Patronus is fused, which is not common."

Dumbledore did not rush to answer, but fell into thought.

...

Early the next morning, several pieces of clothing were thrown on Hermione, awakening her.

"It's all washed, you quickly put on it, let's go down to breakfast." Tom found a mirror and said to Hermione who was still in bed while combing his hair.

"Hey! These are my underwear—"

“There is a washing machine in the bathroom!”

"You actually wash your socks with your underwear?!" Hermione showed a shocked expression.

Tom: ?

Is there any difference? Isn't it all snoring, slamming, and washing clothes all at once? Why wash underwear and outerwear separately?

Hermione was a little angry, but fortunately these clothes were dark. She comforted herself like this.

"You're not going to wear them out, are you?" Tom asked, looking at the "little cat"~lightnovelpub.net~Why not? "

"Of course not!" The only person who can see this dress is me!

"The seasoning box is ready..." Hermione grumbled and pushed Tom into the bathroom, then closed the door and didn't let him out until she had changed.

"Let's go, it's time to eat!"

A door suddenly appeared in the corridor. After the door opened, two figures sneaked out from behind the door and walked towards the auditorium.

It was Tom and Hermione who came out.

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Mild hypothermia (body core temperature 37~35°c)

Moderate hypothermia (body core temperature 35~33°C)

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