v2 Chapter 107： Tom's Anxiety

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When I woke up this morning, Tom was a little restless. He has always trusted his instincts, so he knew something bad might happen today. But the scope of "bad" is a bit too general: it's not good for him to roll down the stairs accidentally, and it's not good for him to vomit when the food tastes too irritating at the death anniversary party tonight. Voldemort was suddenly resurrected and found that his Horcrux was in the kennel. He smiled evilly, and ordered 100,000 Death Eaters to come quickly.

Tom went around the office with a heavy heart, and the heavy heart weighed on his heart, and it was difficult to resolve it.

The door was pushed open and Hermione came in with a roll of parchment.

"Professor~ My paper is ready," Hermione smiled and put the paper on Tom's desk, then pulled out the chair very skillfully and sat on it.

Tom noticed that she was wearing the very same gown she had made the other day.

"Okay, I'll take a look." Tom suppressed his anxiety, took the paper, and read it seriously. Tom had read all the reference books Hermione had been looking for - thankfully there were no books in Latin.

Hermione was a little confused, she pursed her lips, "Have you read all those reference books?"

Tom was immersed in the world of papers, so he just "um" and didn't answer.

Hermione: !

She thought she was reading fast enough, but was Tom actually a little faster than her?

Tom watched fast because some chapters he read selectively. There is no need to read the full text of many literatures, just a glance at the experimental conditions and conclusions, and some even just look at the introduction. As for books in the magical world, the same is true, there is no need to read every chapter thoroughly.

After a while, Tom finished reading Hermione's paper, he thought for a while, and said to Hermione: "As a group assignment, this paper is already very good. However, you have considered sending this paper to Professional academic journals?"

Hermione was a little surprised. In her eyes, professional journals were too far away from her, and she had never considered this issue.

"I'm just taking a few books—"

"A dozen," Tom corrected on the side.

"—Okay, I gathered the contents of more than a dozen books together, summarized and analyzed it, how is this possible?"

"Why not?" Tom leaned on the back of the seat. He read several journals and found that it might be because there were fewer wizards in the magic world. Even in the top journals in the British magic world, there are many very watery journals. paper. Hermione's article is even considered to be of high quality, but the original research content is a little less.

"Come on, I'll teach you how to write a citation." Tom sat Hermione next to him, and then taught her how to write a paper in the correct format. Magical essays don't have the same strict format as non-magic essays, but it doesn't hurt to write neatly.

Hermione sat aside, resting her chin with one hand, watching Tom earnestly revise the paper for him, she couldn't help smiling. She moved a little closer to Tom, "Where did you learn all these things?"

Tom's heart skipped a beat, and his sitting posture was a little stiff. "Look more, learn more, and think more."

Hermione's paper was not long and changed very quickly. It took less than half an hour for Tom to revise a brand-new paper, and if it wasn't for the faint smell that made Tom's heart beat faster, he might have been faster.

Hermione took her group paper, which was really pleasing to the eye at first glance, and the citations were very clear.

"Okay, if there's no problem, just put the paper here, and I'll send it out for you—as soon as it's sent to you, I'll hang up the newsletter, okay?"

"Corresponding author" often refers to the general person in charge of the project, who is responsible for designing the project and giving money by the way. In addition, he is also responsible for checking the articles, and he is fully responsible for the authenticity of the contents of the thesis, the reliability of the data, the credibility of the conclusions, whether it conforms to legal norms, academic norms and ethical norms.

Hermione didn't understand this, she nodded ignorantly, to her there seemed to be no difference between these terms. After finishing the thesis, the two fell into silence. Tom is depressed and doesn't know what to say, and Hermione is waiting for Tom to start the conversation...

"You don't seem to be in a good mood?" Hermione couldn't help asking when she noticed the gloomy look on Tom's brow.

"Just... a little upset, it feels like something bad is going to happen."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, she thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be just an ethereal intuition. "Don't think too much," she rolled her eyes and approached Tom suddenly. The two were so close that she could even feel each other's breath.

"Tom, I changed a new hand cream today, how do you think it smells?" She stretched out her right hand and fanned it twice in front of Tom, bringing a faint aroma.

"Eh, it's too close... uh... eh?" Tom was a little confused, he sniffed lightly, and without brain analysis, he got a random answer, "Grapes?"

"It's pretty accurate." Hermione didn't seem to expect Tom to guess right the first time, she stepped back a little, and sat back in her seat honestly. But the scent of her body seemed to still linger on Tom, making him unable to sit up.

Tom didn't realize it himself, he was actually a little lost, and vaguely felt that it would be great if he guessed wrong.

Being interrupted by Hermione, Tom's mood improved a lot. Seeing Hermione happily wrapping up his paper, Tom only felt relieved for a while. He remembered that there was a death anniversary party tonight, which Hermione would be very interested in, so he told Hermione about the event. Of course, he didn't hide the ghosts' taste for food and music.

Sure enough, Hermione ignored those unfavorable conditions, and the whole person was in high spirits. "Death anniversary party?" Hermione's whole body seemed to brighten, "It must be very wonderful! How many people alive have attended this kind of party?"

Tom: "Ah, Hermione...I said you..."

Apparently, Hermione didn't really listen.

"So do you have to go?" Tom said helplessly.

"Of course!" Hermione looked at Tom. "You're going to go too far, right? Do you want to go back?"

Tom shook his head and agreed to what Nick did, and he would not go back on it.

The haze was gone, and the content of the conversation between the two gradually broadened. They talked a lot, from Hogsmeade's specialty shops, to the qualifying form of this year's Ravenclaw Quidditch team, from recent anecdotes in the wizarding world to the customs of other countries.

"Do you have any plans for summer vacation?" The topic finally turned to summer vacation arrangements, and Hermione shifted into a more comfortable position in the armchair, "I kind of want to go to France for vacation, but I haven't made up my mind - mainly I'm not sure I can complete the dissertation on the local history of witchcraft assigned by Professor Binns in France..."

"Hey! The concentration of breast hair in the air is too high! After all, France is also an ancient country with a long history. It can be traced back to the Roman Empire and Gaul during the Celts. Beauxbatons, one of the three major magic schools in Europe, also built there."

"Then do you want to go?" Hermione blinked at Tom.

"Me, I want to go to Egypt for an adventure." Tom recalled the two mission rewards he had obtained before, and felt that it was still necessary to go to Egypt. "Maybe I have to go into the desert to explore."

"Egypt?" Hermione thought for a moment. "The ancient Egyptian wizards are very magical. If they go there, the thesis must be very easy to write."

It could be seen that Hermione was a little moved, and the only thing that bothered her was how to explain to her father and mother that she was going to Egypt.

She was a little hesitant, because she remembered that her father seemed to have the idea of ​​going to France last year, but it seemed that it would be good for parents to enjoy a two-person world?

"Then have you made a plan?"

"No."

"Do you know what to prepare for going to the desert?"

"water?"

"Then do you have a purpose?"

"..."

Hermione:  …

It's so unreliable! Co-authoring Do you have no idea other than going to the desert?

"Are you going to die?" Hermione said angrily, biting her lip.

"I'm a wizard...not going to die in the desert."

Hermione was at a loss for words, and couldn't find a point to refute. Yes, Tom is a wizard. If there is no water in the desert, he can use "Clear Water Like a Spring". If he has no living materials, he still has "Flaming Bears", and the food can be stuffed into the bag with the traceless expansion spell...

As if the restricted area of ​​human life is also the same for wizards?

"But Egypt is huge. If what you're looking for is in the desert, it's even harder to find." Hermione thought about it seriously and felt that Tom's summer plan was really unreliable, "Why do you want to go there? Egypt?"

"For the sands of time and knowledge."

"Knowledge?" Sha Hermione of Time knew what it was, but "knowledge" was too general.

"Alchemy," Tom didn't dwell on the subject, and when it came to knowledge, he remembered something. He took two notebooks from his drawer and handed them to Hermione.

"This is the experience of Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick. After reading it, it will be very good for your Transfiguration and Conjuration. You should pick a copy and read it first."

"Hey!" Hermione almost jumped up with joy, but forcibly suppressed her inner excitement, "This is a note given to you by the two professors, I can't..."

"Is there any difference?" Tom said calmly. "Take it. I believe that if you got the note, you would lend it to me too, right?"

"That's not necessarily, you have to beg me properly~" Hermione was in a good mood, she happily accepted Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Notes - she struggled for a long time, and finally decided to watch Transfiguration first , because she felt that her Transfiguration had more room for improvement.

"Oh?" Tom squinted at Hermione, whose tail was about to go to the sky, and quickly took the note back from Hermione's hand, "Then you can start begging me, say something nice, I might I'll be merciful and lend you this note—"

"Flying notes!" Hermione took out her wand and cast a flying spell on the notes. Tom felt a pull from his hand, as if the note had grown wings and a desire for freedom. Tom was afraid of tearing up the notes, so he let go. Watching the note fall into Hermione's hands again.

Hermione said arrogantly, "Is Lord Yodel going to grab the book by himself?"

"Don't you know the flying spell?" Hermione suddenly realized something, and she snickered unabashedly, covering her mouth, "No, no, no? Are there any spells that Professor Yodel doesn't know?" She He also twisted his wand and notes.

"Except your weapon!" Tom just waved his wand, and Hermione's wand flew away from her hand.

"Iron baa!" Tom jumped up, "eat me and take a note and fly (physics)!"

The two frolicked for a while, exhausted their energy, and sat on the floor together, gasping for breath.

Tom threw the note into Hermione's hand.

"You'll have half, no, three-quarters of my Transfiguration homework next semester."

Hermione rolled his eyes at him, "No!"

"Be good, be obedient! Let me see your homework when the time comes." Tom picked a white rose flower from the flowerpot outside the window, and then he pointed it with his wand, and the flower turned into a butterfly. It flew to Hermione's fingertips, and changed back to the form of a flower with a "bang".

Hermione blushed, "Then... well, it's just for answering each other! It's impossible for me to copy the homework directly to you."

"No problem," Tom patted his head: the homework answers were all in his head.

Time flies, the sun is about to set, and the Halloween dinner is about to begin. But less than a quarter of an hour before the start of the dinner, the auditorium was still empty—not only was there no one, but there was not much light.

All the students crowded outside the auditorium did not dare to enter. The reason is also very simple. The auditorium is now full of ghosts. The dim green candlelight is projected from the cracked mouth of the jack-o-lantern. From time to time, bats fly by the eyes of the little wizards. The human face and the vague yin joy...

Almost all the little wizards chose to stand at the entrance of the auditorium and watch.

"The address written on the invitation letter I received is not the entrance of the auditorium." A proud female voice suppressed the whispers of the other students. Cassandra of Slytherin Academy was dressed in full clothes and lined up the wizards blocking the door. , walked into the gloomy auditorium on his own.

The moment she walked in, all the candles in the auditorium were lit, the warm yellow light replaced the darkness, and the cheerful and lively tune replaced the yin music.

"Song of Wine and Pastoral Wind" she recognized the continental ballad, "The feeling of a bumper harvest is very suitable for the Celtic New Year." She showed an elegant smile and looked at the Slytherin table. I sat down in a place and watched the other little wizards file in.

Tom, who was not far away, showed a smile: the Halloween dinner has started successfully.

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