Unseal at Hogwarts

Rarely, when Tom and Harry returned to the Slytherin common room, there were not many people in the common room.

Tom guessed that they might still be staying near the auditorium, interacting with Durmstrang's classmates.

Harry seemed to be still in a state of excitement, crossing his legs on the carpet in the lounge, his beautiful green eyes shining with excitement, waiting for his classmates to come back and share their thoughts on the Triwizard Tournament.

Although Tom was somewhat interested in the Triwizard Tournament, he was not as excited as Harry.

To Tom, the Triwizard Tournament was just a game that sounded interesting.

He said hello to Harry and returned to the dormitory.

But before Rubelos came back, Tom picked up the book and began to summarize the knowledge and magic spells he had learned in the past two months.

Tom has memorized almost all the theoretical knowledge that can be found in books. Even in order to catch up with the progress of the course, he also knew a lot about the contents of some books related to the courses he was studying.

However, compared with theoretical knowledge, most of his magic spells are more confusing.

Until now, Tom has only been able to ensure that some of the magic spells commonly used in daily life can be cast perfectly, but for the more powerful practical spells, he cannot even guarantee that they can be cast successfully every time.

Tom closed the note, pushed his hair back in distress, and sighed sadly.

He remembered that not long ago, Natalia Bova told him about his experience with Harry in the previous three years in that admiring and appreciative tone.

"So from the first to the third grade, what kind of courage did I have to help Harry face Voldemort together?"

Tom roared inwardly.

To be honest, Tom's current magic level is barely equal to that of a second-year student.

"It still doesn't work." Tom's mind flashed back to the look Moody looked at him after the party.

The most vicious person Tom had ever seen before was probably his grandfather who ran after his father with a cane and shouted that he was going to beat his father to death.

However, the fierce look in Grandpa's eyes was far inferior to the malice that made his heart palpitate when Moody looked at him.

"Maybe I should discuss this with my parents." Tom touched the mobile phone he carried in his pocket.

He took out his mobile phone and pressed Marcus' number.

The mobile phone beeped as it waited to be connected.

Tom waited patiently.

"Du-du-hiss~嗞~"

However, after a while, the busy tone in the receiver turned into a strange electric sound.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the current suddenly disappeared, and even the "beep" sound was gone.

There was silence on the receiver.

Tom held the mobile phone in confusion and looked at it over and over.

Is there something wrong with the phone?

Tom tried pressing a few keys, but nothing happened on the mobile phone.

"Snapped!"

Tom was so angry that he threw the mobile phone to the ground.

The small box-like phone bounced a few times on the soft carpet and bounced into the bottom of the bed.

It is obviously a technological product modified by magic, why is it so unreliable!

Tom was very irritable.

It happens to be a time like this!

Now he always feels that he is facing a terrible life danger, but not only is he separated from his family, he doesn't even have much ability to protect himself.

Although Rubelos looked reliable and majestic and could breathe fire, when Tom thought about the frost-covered second floor of his home, he suddenly shrank like a deflated rubber ball.

No, you can't sit still!

Tom immediately tore off a piece of paper, picked up a pen and wrote a letter to Marcus and Cynthia. He stood up in a hurry and was about to go to the Owlhouse to ask Fury for help in sending the letter.

He hurried through the bustling lounge and headed for the owl loft like a gust of wind.

"tattoo"

Tom heard a rush of footsteps behind him, and turned around suddenly, only to see a rather familiar figure flash past.

A familiar breath swept over him. Tom looked at the letter in his hand, hesitated, and followed.

The figure moved very fast. After passing through several corridors, the figure disappeared among the students coming and going.

Tom stopped, stuffed the letter into his pocket, carefully avoided the crowd, and followed the familiar scent.

This was the scent of the Clow card he had encountered when he and Harry returned to the Slytherin common room.

Tom gritted his teeth: "As a wizard, I may not be qualified enough, but as a Clow magician, I don't believe that I can't do anything with a Clow card!"

He bypassed the oncoming Hufflepuff students, walked through several dark castle corridors, and accidentally slipped past Peeves, who was about to play a prank because he failed to stop in time.

Tom shivered and got rid of the discomfort of walking through the ghosts. He ignored Peeves who was chasing him and yelling at him. He jumped up the moving stairs and rushed to the sixth floor where the Clow Card was.

"Ha! Isn't this Tom Cooper?"

As the stairs moved, Tom met two Gryffindors.

Tom had some impression of them. The two in front of him were Ronald Weasley and Dean Thomas, who were in the same grade as him.

Tom didn't want to cause more trouble and wanted to go around them and leave.

But the tall Weasley and Thomas blocked Tom's way and looked at Tom with displeasure.

"Why, you just managed to cast a spell on us while we weren't paying attention, and now you've been caught by us, and you still want to run away?" Weasley said with anger on his face, and took out his wand and pointed it at Tom.

Thomas sneered maliciously, tapped his palm with his wand, and approached Tom step by step.

Tom laughed angrily.

These two people are really telling lies with their eyes open.

He had just seen Weasley and the others after the dinner. From what Weasley said, it seemed as if he had had a conflict with the two of them not long ago.

"Ha!" Tom laughed out loud immediately, "If your eyes don't work well, I suggest you go to the school doctor's office and see Madam Pomfrey. A real person can admit his mistakes, it's really laughable."

As soon as the words were spoken, the expressions of the two Gryffindors in front of him changed.

All at once they raised their wands and shouted—

"Expelliarmus!" "Tarantella!"

When Tom saw that the situation was not good, as soon as Weasley and Thomas' spells were spoken, he crouched down quickly and stepped back a few steps, barely avoiding the two spells.

"You've done it and still don't admit it, you despicable Slytherin!"

Two Gryffindors came after him angrily.

As a last resort, Tom turned around and ran away.