The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

v4 Chapter 72: Not missing is the greatest happiness (P

Remember [New] in a second! Tom looked at the glass of cocktail in front of him, and didn't rush to drink it. Instead, he picked up the glass and shook the glass gently, watching the liquid slowly swirl in the glass, covering the glass with a layer of hoarfrost.

"The sweetness of sugarcane juice, the sourness of lemon and the refreshingness of mint complement the fiery heat of rum. Full marks... adding lemon in two times makes the taste more layered. Full marks...After beating the mint leaves, the aroma is enhanced More violent stimulation, like the finishing touch, full marks... and your heart, one point more than full marks! This is a cocktail that surpasses full marks." Tom leaned against the table, holding the cocktail Hermione made, He looked at Hermione a little playfully.

"But why put two straws in the end?"

Ask knowingly.

Hermione looked as usual, and replied naturally: "Prevent the broken ice from clogging the straw."

Tom couldn't help laughing at this answer. Catching Tom's laugh, Hermione laughed too.

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

"Okay." Hermione also found 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 left the auditorium together.

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

After Tom and Hermione walked out of the auditorium, they walked straight towards the place where there were few people. After passing through several corridors, there was no one around.

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

Moonlight streamed through the window onto the hallway floor, and Tom and Hermione snuggled up by the window, watching the moon in the night sky.

"It's a pity it's not fifteen, and the moon is not full enough." Tom took a sip of 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... It's all like this, because of the incompleteness, there are endless Imagination space. I think if the statue of Venus is complete, it might not have such a great reputation. It is better to keep some mystery in many things." Hermione explained to Tom seriously.

Tom smiled and didn't go further into the subject.

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

It's the feeling of a racing heart.

"Of course not," Hermione shook her head, "I asked someone to buy it 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, and Hermione just laughed and didn't answer.

"It turned out to be like this... Eh!" Just as Tom was lost in memory, Hermione leaned over and took a sip of the mojito in Tom's glass through a straw.

"The taste is very good, as expected I am very good at bartending!" Hermione laughed happily as the drink entered her mouth.

The mojito cocktail is not high in alcohol content, but it can evoke a little shy girly climax on the face, making the atmosphere ambiguous and passionate.

Both Tom and Hermione's drinking capacity was average. After a few sips of mojito, they were already slightly tipsy.

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

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

"I don't seem to know your birthday... so can you tell me?" Hermione half-lyed in Tom's arms, narrowing 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 was also full of students, all circling back and forth, waiting for eight o'clock to come, and then the doors of the auditorium would open. Some people wanted to meet their dance partners from other colleges, so they leaned sideways in the crowd Squeeze around, looking for each other's figure."

"I know a lot of bartending techniques, do you want to try?" Hermione sent out an invitation, and Tom readily accepted.

Where is there a bartending room at Hogwarts?

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

So when they pushed open the door of the Room of Requirement, they saw a bar-decorated room, directly opposite the bar counter, and behind the bar there was a whole wall of wine.

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

Glasses of dazzling or unpretentious wine were brought out by Hermione and pushed in front of Tom.

In this way, the eyes of the two soon became blurred. In the end, Hermione simply sat next to Tom and taught him how to mix wine.

At this moment, in the foyer, a group of Slytherins came up the steps from their subterranean common room. In the lead was Malfoy, in a black velvet robe with a high collar that Harry thought looked like a vicar. Pansy Parkinson, in a frilly pale pink gown, hung tightly on Malfoy's arm. Crabbe and Goyle were both green like two mossy boulders, and Harry was satisfied that neither of them could find a partner.

The oaken front door was opened, and everyone turned to see Durmstrang's student walking in with Professor Karkaroff. Krum walked first, with a pretty girl in a blue robe whom Harry didn't recognize at his side. Over their heads, Harry saw that a lawn in front of the castle had been turned into a grotto, and that it was dotted with fairy lights - which meant that there were hundreds of living fairies, sitting or sitting on enchanted roses. In the flowers, or fluttering on the statues, those statues seem to be Santa Claus and his reindeer~lightnovelpub.net~ At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice sounded: "Warriors, please come here!"

After everyone took their seats in the auditorium, Professor McGonagall asked the warriors and their dance partners to line up two by two, and followed her in. They filed in and walked towards the big round table where the referees sat at the front of the auditorium. The people in the auditorium applauded enthusiastically.

The walls of the Great Hall were covered with glittering silver frost, the ceiling was a starry night sky, and there were hundreds of garlands of mistletoe sprigs and ivy. Gone were the four house tables, replaced by a hundred small, lantern-lit tables, with a dozen people sitting at each table.

In the early morning, the refreshing sunlight penetrated through the windows of the hut, and shone on the candlesticks where the candles were burnt to ashes, leaving only candle tears.

On the floor of the hut, there were a lot of clothes piled up here and there, ranging from pirate cloaks to gothic dresses, boots with gold soles and black faces, black velvet tights...

The surface of the bed in the hut was a bit messy, a couple of boys and girls were lying on it, sleeping soundly.

The golden sunlight fell on Tom's face, his eyelids moved, and the boy came to himself.