Chapter 195: Chapter 195: Tom, my legs are cold (Edited)
Tom was surprised to see Hermione in the Astronomy tower, "Hermione, what are you... Didn't you take the train home?" He said astonished, and at the same time regained his appearance.
He didn't like talking to Hermione with other people's faces.
"I changed my mind before the train left." Hermione bowed her head, hands behind her back. She put her left foot behind her right calf, tapped the ground with her toes, and gently tapped the floor.
"A bit of a surprise, isn't it?"
Tom nodded.
Hermione lowered her head, her body shaking slightly, and stopped talking to Tom, merely rubbing her toes against the floor left and right.
"Aren't you... cold?" Tom's brain was finally responding, but he said something that stunned Hermione.
On a December night, even velvet, the warmest material for stockings, was no match for the cold winds of the Scottish Highlands. Although it is said that "fresh milk should be kept warm and ham should be refrigerated," but it was still too cold.
"Cold!" He raised his head and said pitifully, "It's too cold today!".
Tom ran into the astronomy classroom in two steps, closed the door to the rooftop and lit the fireplace. Hermione and he sat with their backs to the fire.
"Tom, my legs are cold!" Hermione sat very close to Tom, rubbing her little legs against him.
A blush appeared on her face as she said this, and Tom looked down, not knowing what to reply.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment. They were so close together that Tom could smell a cold, icy scent, the smell of Hermione's body mixed with the cold winter wind, and he wondered how long she had been standing outside. He looked at the delicate velvet, the faint tinge of flesh beneath the rounded curves, and was sure it would feel good to the touch.
"Hermione..."
"Hmm?"
"I... I, I can place a spell on your socks to protect you from the cold, so you won't be cold" Tom hesitated, some of the words on his lips subtly shifting and finally becoming these words.
"Well, thank you for your hard work."
Tom pushed his wand against Hermione's thigh, who flinched slightly when the tip touched her, but soon regained her composure and allowed Tom's wand to run up and down her leg.
The moment the rune was carved, Tom breathed a sigh of relief: it had been difficult to concentrate on carving this time.
Tom conjured up a ribbon, which consisted of hollow squares with a white rose made of magical silver inlaid.
He wrapped the ribbon around Hermione's leg to make a leg ring, which formed a whole with the runes on the stockings. The moment the leg ring was connected from one end to the other, Hermione felt a warm current flowing from the leg ring, along her thigh, flowing down her calf and toes, and at the same time flowing into her crotch and extending to the other leg.
Hermione's legs were warm, as if the autumn sun was shining on them, and it felt as if her lover's hands were caressing them.
She smiled.
"It's so warm," she said, shifting in her chair, "And so pretty."
"Yes, it's beautiful." Tom echoed.
"Come on, let's go back to London."
"All right."
As for how to get back, that was no easy task for Tom.
Tom got up from his chair and prepared to go to London with Hermione. Tom took a step and Hermione followed, Tom took a step and Hermione followed, following in his footsteps. Tom stopped short and grasped Hermione's hand, his fingertips were cool and slightly damp.
Slender, slender and cold.
The two held hands tightly, standing together on the roof of the astronomy tower, feeling the strong wind blowing towards them.
"In this weather, riding a broom is torture." Tom opened his mouth and was greeted with a cold breeze.
"There's one of those brooms that keeps the wind and rain out!" shouted Hermione, before the wind blew her voice away.
"But I still choose the phoenix." A golden flame erupted from Tom and he transformed into a beautiful golden-red bird and, after making sure Hermione grabbed him by the tail, Tom flew into the air and flew to London.
In winter weather, the Flú net and phoenixes are the best way to travel long distances. The phoenix's fire was effective in warding off the cold and wind. However, in theory, the only fireplace at Hogwarts that is connected to the Flú net is in the Headmaster's office....
Although Tom felt he wouldn't meet Dumbledore if he went to the Headmaster's office now, he still didn't go there to use the Flú Net: Tom's hunch was right, the Headmaster's office was empty now, and no one knew where Dumbledore had gone.
The Phoenix flew down an empty alleyway on the outskirts of London. After landing safely, Tom regained his form, grabbed Hermione's hand and walked down the street.
Strolling through the streets of London with Hermione, he didn't stop until all the lights went out.
Hermione held Tom's sleeve and Tom put his hands in his trouser pockets until he walked to the end of the road.
...
The closer he got to Hermione's house, the more nervous Tom became.
Hermione saw Tom's emotions and gripped his hand a little tighter, feeling the strength he often gave off, Tom looked at Hermione.
"Don't worry, they were looking forward to having you back too, mom said this would always be your home," Hermione said with a smile, "And dad said instead of inviting the other wizarding children, to invite Tom, we all have similar habits and we all know each other well.... He's not used to dealing with wizards."
Hearing what Hermione said, Tom was a little relieved.
Tom was back in front of the familiar street, the familiar fence, the familiar house. It was strange, though, that the lights were off in Hermione's house on a night when all the houses were lit up.
The sticky note on the door answered Tom's question.
"An appointment with a client?" Hermione was stunned, "Today is Christmas Eve, how could Mom and Dad go to the clinic?"
Hermione's parents were dentists and had their own practice, so they didn't get to work late on Christmas Day. But, unfortunately, an old friend of theirs had a toothache today-a toothache is not a disease, but it is a pain-and she had no choice but to ask the Grangers to come and see him.
Mr. Granger and his friend were close friends, and he had no objection to seeing his friend, so he went off with his wife, leaving Hermione with this note and a good Halloween dinner.
Chapter 196: Chapter 196: Turn your head! (Edited)
Hermione shrugged and accepted reality.
She grabbed Tom, who was stunned outside the door, but Tom stayed still and didn't move.
"Hermione, Mr. Granger and the others aren't here..."
Hermione looked at him, "You still don't want to do weird things?"
Tom: "!!!!"
"Come in," Hermione dragged Tom, who was still hesitating at the door, "It's too sad to be homeless on Christmas Eve."
The Granger's also had an entrance between the front door and the living room. The entryway is the space between the front door and the main room, a buffer between the outside and inside of the house, where the Grangers placed a shoe rack and a coat rack.
"You can use these." Hermione pulled a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them in front of Tom, "Guest specials, brand new."
"Thank you."
Hermione nonchalantly hung her trench coat on a hanger, exposing the black tulle blouse she wore underneath.
With one hand on the wall, she crossed one foot, reached her right hand into the boot and removed a small part of the boot; when it was loose, she grabbed the heel and, with one swipe, removed the entire boot with a scrape of leather and velvet. The boot collapsed without the support of her calf, falling outward to reveal a leopard print lining with a hint of warmth inside. Hermione placed the still freshly changed boots on the floor and shifted her sore feet.
She looked up and caught Tom's black eyes.
"You..." Hermione raised her right hand and turned Tom's face to the side, "Turn your head!"
"Tom, bad!"
Tom: (?_?)
After making sure Tom was out of her sight, Hermione leaned against the wall and removed her other boot. Out of the shoe closet came a pair of dog-headed slippers, slightly different from the ones she wore at Hogwarts, where the dog heads were Shiba Inu and the house ones were husky.
Hermione slipped her feet into the dog-headed slippers and said, "You can turn your head now."
Tom saw it and couldn't help but say, "Dogs have very good sniffs, you're going to choke them ...".
Hermione's eyes flashed dangerously as she made a cutting gesture and threatened, "If you say anything else, I'll turn you into a shoehorn and put you in the shoe closet."
Hermione: o(｀ω′*)o?
Tom: (￣ω￣;)
The two walked together through the living room and into the dining room.
The Granger's dropped off an extremely sumptuous dinner. Although it was a bit cold, it was still delicious when warmed up. Mrs. Granger cooked well, which made the Granger family table not so "English".
After Tom and Hermione warmed the food on the table, they gathered around the table to enjoy this sumptuous Christmas dinner.
"I can't believe Mom and Dad are working on Christmas Eve, but considering it's Uncle Hal, it's understandable." Hermione helped herself to a bowl of French fish soup and talked about where her parents would be going tonight.
"Uncle Hal?" It was the first time Tom had heard that name.
"My dad's best friend, they've been close friends since they were kids, and when Uncle Hal has a tooth problem, Dad will definitely go treat him." Hermione remembered that she had never told Tom about Uncle Hal, so she started telling him about the legendary uncle.
"He's a very famous adventurer, who spent his youth adventuring all over the world with his brother Roger, then went on to get a PhD in archaeology from Oxford University and now teaches in the archaeology department at Sheffield University."
"He's been everywhere - Africa, Antarctica, the Arctic, the Amazon, the South Seas..." Hermione counted on her fingers the places Hal Hunter had been.
"From the Amazon to the Pacific, from New Guinea to the Himalayas, from volcanoes to the bottom of the sea, up and down the world. They've tracked jungle pythons, subdued tropical lizards, captured African white elephants, chased killer lions, confronted cannibal tribes and countless poachers..... " Hermione's eyes sparkled with adventure, "He used to tell me stories of his youthful adventures when I was a child. "
"Great!" Tom was fascinated to hear it too and understood why a girl as bright as Hermione had been sorted into Gryffindor. The seeds of adventure had been planted from an early age.
Hermione rubbed her toes against Tom under the table, "What are you doing for Christmas?".
Tom: "..."
"Actually... I'm grading students' papers for Christmas..."
The tears flowed.
Tom decided that the reason he was dropping out of this school year was that he was under too much pressure at work.
Hermione couldn't stop laughing as she covered her stomach.
"Actually, your thesis has some problems too...," Tom said slowly, cutting his steak elegantly with a knife and fork in his hand.
Hermione: "!!!!"
Now she couldn't laugh anymore, even though she knew Tom was probably making fun of her, she still instinctively panicked.
"What's the problem?"
"You'll know when the time comes."
"What's in time!" Hermione kicked at Tom. Not to be outdone, Tom vigorously defended himself, and the two began playing again....
...
Life at the Granger house was pleasant, of course Tom felt a little embarrassed when the Grangers returned on the first day, and even wanted to become a phoenix and fly away, but finally he bit the bullet and stayed.
Good thing Mr. Granger had been so kind to him, and during the time he stayed with him, he even felt as if George Joestar had taken in Dio Brando: Tom had become "someone else's boy," which was a rare experience for Hermione.
"Hermione, you're in bed again-"
"Hermione, look at Tom, he's studying early in the morning-"
Hermione: (((((;???;)))))
Seeing Hermione's expression, Tom felt that there was a high probability that he would not be invited next year.
The days passed like that, and the Christmas vacations suddenly disappeared, and it was as if the vacations had never existed. After the Christmas vacations, the calendar jumped and jumped to 1993.
Four months had passed since the Battle of the Common Room and life at Hogwarts was back to normal. In March, the mandrake that Professor Sprout had been cultivating for almost half a year had a lively, noisy, and dangerous dance for humans in the third greenhouse.
The mandrakes were approaching maturity and their scream was deadly.
By the time they were moved to other mandrake pots, they would be fully mature. The petrified "Tom" in the pavilion will then come back to life.
Along with April comes Easter.
There are two major vacations in the school year at Hogwarts: the Christmas vacation and the Easter vacation. Easter is a major holiday in the Western world, falling on the first Sunday after the full moon of the vernal equinox, and since the date of the equinox varies from year to year, the exact date of Easter is not certain.
In 1993, Easter fell on a Sunday, April 11.
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