The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

After a long wait, it was finally Tom's turn to leave the station.

"So, do you have any plans for your holiday?" Looking at the slow-moving team in front, Hermione seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked Tom quietly, "Would you like to stay at my house, I mean, we can During the holidays, I prepare for the second-year courses, and then do homework together - the professors have left a lot of summer homework! And...you can go fishing together!"

Hermione's voice gradually softened, "fishing is also quite interesting, isn't it? Listen to Dad, there have been a lot of fish in that river recently..."

It seems that Hermione does not want to study, but wants to fish!

But Tom has no plans to stay at Hermione's house during the holidays.

"Uh, Hermione, I have plans for the holidays. I want to find a job in one or two shops in Diagon Alley..."

Hermione: Σ(⊙▽⊙"!

Tom's words reminded her.

"Yeah! Why didn't I think of that!" She stomped her feet. "Indeed, I should find a part-time job during the summer vacation. I have to tell my parents..."

Before she could finish her words, it was their turn to cross the platform. They crossed the wall leading to the Muggle world, and came between platforms nine and ten at King's Cross.

Tom saw that the Ron family was near the platform, and his little sister Ginny looked very excited because she had just seen Harry. Harry's figure was about to disappear into the distance. Uncle Vernon didn't want to stay here for even a second. He felt that the "magic factor" in the air was too high.

The Grangers were also waiting for their daughter on the platform. Hermione ran across the platform to them immediately. But before two words were said, Hermione hurriedly expressed that she wanted to find a part-time magic part-time job during her vacation.

Mr. Granger scratched his head, a little confused, but still agreed to his daughter.

"Can you? Then she might have to take the subway home alone after get off work..." Mrs. Granger was a little worried.

Mr. Granger's face became stern: "What's the matter, this is London! The heart of the British Empire—"

Mr. Granger once went to Paris, France, where the dirty, stinking, and homeless subway station impressed him very much, so he often told his friends like this: the French subway station is probably the most beautiful in Europe. Medieval style place.

In all fairness, compared to the New York subway and the Paris subway, the London subway is clean and hygienic, and it is definitely the brand of the Angsa National subway. But Mr. Granger's heart sank at the thought that his only daughter was going to squeeze the subway.

So he changed his mind, "But I've been very busy recently, so I can pick you up after you get off work!"

Of course he is very free, because he works in his own clinic, which truly realizes the flexible working system.

Hermione didn't notice her father's entanglement. She was summing up her strengths and trying to make a good impression on the boss during the interview.

"Where's little Tom?" Mrs. Granger suddenly thought of the little boy.

"Should he go to Diagon Alley now? He also wants to find a summer job there."

"Oh—" The Grangers suddenly realized something.

At this time, Tom had come to Diagon Alley, and when it came to part-time jobs, the first thing that came to his mind was Lishen Bookstore. The advantage of this part-time job is that there are books to read! Read it secretly, it's not shabby.

So he walked into the Lihen Bookstore and reported his intention to come. Lawrence, the manager of the Bliss Bookstore, was a thin, middle-aged man who, like many Britons, was bald. Lawrence gave Tom a strange look: Hogwarts has few children who choose part-time summer vacations, and most of the little wizards choose to go to friends and relatives to play during the vacation.

However, it is naturally a good thing to have cheap labor coming to your door.

Don't look at Lawrence's name as a manager, but there are really not many people under him. When busy, you often have to do it yourself. It's summer vacation now, and Hogwarts will soon welcome a new student, a new semester, and a new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, and a large number of new books will be imported. hiring.

So he invited Tom into the bookstore's office.

After entering the office, Lawrence sat down on his worn armchair and flicked his wand to bring Tom a chair too.

"What's your name?" He took out a roll of parchment and a lint quill from the drawer.

"Tom Yoder, twelve years old."

Lawrence looked up at Tom, "The work of the bookstore is not easy, you need to move books."

"I'm good at learning levitating spells." Tom took out his wand and moved the stack of books in Lawrence's office lightly.

Lawrence glanced at Tom in surprise: It's not bad to be able to use the Floating Charm at the age of twelve. Many third-grade children may not be proficient with him.

"Can I take a look at your transcript?" He took a hint of interest in Tom.

"Of course." Tom took out his transcript and handed it over.

Lawrence raised his head in surprise when he saw Tom's performance ranking~www.readwn.com~ and apologized carefully to Tom. He suddenly understood why Tom wanted to come here to work - this is Xueba!

"Ahem~www.readwn.com~ Don't fold the pages, and try not to touch a brand new book." Mr. Lawrence saw through Tom's true purpose in just a second—he did the same thing when he was young Yes, "and I can't delay my job."

Next comes salary and working hours.

Lawrence suggested that Tom would come to work in the store on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. From 8:00 am to 5:00 pm, there would be an hour for lunch, one Galleon a day, no room and board included.

Tom was unhappy on the spot: Dumbledore offered Dobby a salary of ten Galleons a week, but I could only get one Galleon from morning to night?

I'm a top student at Hogwarts, Dumbledore's confidant, I have to pay more!

In the end, after a long time of wrangling, Lawrence agreed: three days a week, five Galleons, no room and board, but a set of second-grade textbooks for a month.

Everyone is happy.

At this time, Mr. Lawrence didn't know that the second grade was about to welcome the amazing professor Lockhart. He wanted seven textbooks for one class! Seven! How can these little wizards from poor families live!

Professors in some European and American universities often ask students to buy their own books to make a profit - don't think that books are worth a few dollars, it is very common for a new genuine book to cost hundreds of euros.

Lockhart, the birdman, wants seven copies at once! If you can't empathize, imagine getting an email before school starts one day, and you need to spend a thousand euros on textbooks for one of your required courses. By the way, Lockhart's books are very expensive, five Galleons. And the same required textbook, "Standard Spells, Level 2" only needs 1 Galleon.