The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts Chapter 50

Since the start of the game, Hufflepuff's mentality has been shattered. Finally, in the 21st minute after the start of the game, Qiu Zhang caught the Golden Snitch and ended the one-sided fight.

The moment Qiu Zhang caught the Snitch, there was a burst of cheers from the Ravenclaw stands, and hundreds of fireworks rose into the air, full of joy. But the Hufflepuff stand opposite them fell into a dead silence.

Some young wizards in Gryffindor and Slytherin were also applauding, but the faces of the team captains of the two academies were not very good-looking. They were secretly grateful that Hufflepuff took the thunder for them. In their opinion, even the team they led would be shriveled in front of this fast break.

The two of them frowned, thinking about how to deal with Ravenclaw's new tactics.

Tom jumped off the broom, hugged his teammates one by one, and then stood in front of the stands, enjoying the cheers of his classmates.

[Get the first Quidditch victory: Entanglement × 1]

[Complete the mission - Young Talent: Join the Ravenclaw Quidditch team and win a victory (1st grade only)

Title: Rookie

Title effect: Wearing a title can slightly increase your prestige—you are the legendary Tom Yoder, right?

Trigger the mission series - Young Talents Part 2: Consolidate your reputation with victories one after another!

Trigger Quests - We Are the Champions: Win the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup]

[Achievement: Blitz Reward: Entanglement × 1]

Tom put on the title of "Rookie" and found that there didn't seem to be much change, unlike the previous title of "Hound of the Baskervilles", which really strengthened Tom's sense of smell immediately, but it was unfortunate. , the little wizard sitting in front of him farted...

Tom never wore that title again after that. However, [Rookie] seems to have neither positive effect nor negative effect, so he has been wearing it.

After the game, it was time for lunch. When Tom finished his meal and was on his way back to the lounge, he suddenly wanted to take a new route on a whim. This time Tom followed his inner voice - and he got lost.

"Where is this?" Tom struggled to identify the surrounding classrooms and decorations.

[Achievement: Demon King's Necessary Attribute Entanglement Fate +1]

This achievement made Tom even more angry: System, are you mad at me? However, since the opening of the UP pool, the system seems to have become more generous. It used to reward magic stones, but now it is directly sent to the entanglement, and the benefits seem to be a little better.

However, the problem now is that I am lost. Tom could only barely make out that he seemed to be on the fifth floor of Hogwarts Castle. He pushed open door after door like a headless fly, trying to find a way out.

Finally, he pushed open a door, and behind the door was an abandoned classroom. The desks and chairs were piled up in the corner, but there was something incompatible with this room facing the door: a gorgeous mirror, The mirror is as high as the ceiling, the bottom is supported by two claw-shaped feet, and the top of the golden frame is engraved with an inscription: "Erisedstraehruoytubecafruoytonwohsi"

"What I show is not your face but your desire." Tom looked at the mirror and narrowed his eyes.

"Tom, I didn't expect to meet you here." An old voice came from behind Tom. Like a cat with fried fur, Tom turned to look at the source of the voice, and it was Albus Dumbledore who spoke. He was sitting on a small round stool in the corner.

"Sir, I didn't expect you to be here, I didn't notice just now—"

"It's okay," Dumbledore stood up and walked to Tom's side, "It looks like you, like countless naughty seniors before, discovered the secret of the Mirror of Erised."

"It shows my inner longing? Isn't it?"

Dumbledore nodded and said softly: "It shows the most urgent and intense longing in people's hearts. But this mirror can neither teach us knowledge nor help us predict the future. It wasted time in front of it, obsessed with what they saw, and even driven mad, so boy, I don't want to see you in this mirror again."

Tom nodded.

"So Tom, what did you see when you looked in the mirror?" Dumbledore glanced at the mirror, then looked away, and asked Tom.

"Well, I saw someone stuffing me with money, and I was stabbed to the teeth by a coin during dinner. What about you, professor?" Tom blinked.

"I? I saw myself carrying a pair of thick wool socks. There will never be enough socks. Christmas has come and gone, but I haven't received a pair," Dumbledore replied.

Tom: Well, I really believe it.

Tom didn't mean to leave, he looked at Dumbledore: "Professor, I'm looking for a book that is suitable as a gift. Do you have any recommendations?"

Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped it with his robe. After wiping, he turned his hand, and there was a book that looked a little worn out. The cover was covered with spots, and it was peeled off in several places. A few runes.

"You can take a look at this book, don't worry, although it's in Rune on the cover, it's in English." Dumbledore handed the book, which seemed to be falling apart, to Tom. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Thank you Professor!" Tom bowed slightly towards Dumbledore. He was about to leave the abandoned classroom, but was stopped by Dumbledore.

"Tom, if you wanted to design several levels, how would you design them?"

"Designing a level?" Tom turned around in confusion. "I have a few ideas here. Professor, if you want to listen, I will tell you. But it may be difficult to implement."

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, completely ignoring the technical aspects - Professor McGonagall can even make chess pieces that automatically play chess, what else can't be achieved?

He conjured up a pen and paper and asked Tom to describe his ideas on it. When Tom was writing, Dumbledore was standing behind him watching, and his expression became more and more surprised: I didn't expect this level to be quite interesting, and he even wanted to play it himself after it was done, ah no, it was a test. all over.

Tom handed the parchment to Dumbledore after he finished writing, and left the classroom, this time Dumbledore didn't stop him again. Somehow, Tom had an inexplicable urge. He wanted to draw a card. If being closer to Dumbledore, would it increase the probability of winning? Anyway, the bottom line is inherited, and a few rounds will not affect anything.

This impulse was attributed to him: a whim, which may have originated from his superb divination talent.

So he stood at the door and opened the prayer.

One shot, blue.

Two hairs, blue.

Three hairs, gold.

Well, it really is a waste... what? Tom froze, full of excitement as he watched the cutscene come to an end and an old man with one hand up appeared in front of him.

It was Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.

Chapter end