It was not until the sun set and the temperature dropped that the girl woke up from her deep sleep.
A refreshing breeze blew on her face, and Daphne quickly remembered what happened earlier.
Looking at the extremely obvious water stain on Tom's robe, her pretty face turned the same red as the sunset, and she wanted to bury her head in her chest.
Tom exited the study space, slowly opened his eyes, pretended to have just woken up, stood up and stretched, "I actually slept for so long, Daphne, why didn't you wake me up? Such a good afternoon was wasted."
"Ah? I just woke up too. I slept too comfortably just now." Daphne explained in a weak and feeble voice. She really wanted to pull out her wand to eliminate the "evidence of her crime".
Tom brushed the dust off his butt as if he hadn't noticed anything.
"Let's go back quickly. The weather is getting colder. Don't catch a cold."
"Uh-huh."
Daphne followed with her hands behind her back, and as she walked, she suddenly smiled silently, her eyes curved like crescent moons.
That's probably why she likes being with Tom.
The clever little witch has come to her senses. Tom didn't sleep at all, otherwise it would be impossible for him to wake up without any recovery process.
Tom pretended to sleep just to avoid embarrassing her.
Compared with his peers, Tom behaves like an adult. He is not pretending to be cool, but he is really sure about everything and always takes her feelings into consideration.
This gave Daphne, who left her mother's care and came to Hogwarts alone, a strong sense of security, and she quickly adapted to this unfamiliar environment.
Looking at the boy's back, Daphne felt that she should do something for him and couldn't always let Tom take care of her.
But the more I thought about it, the more distressed I became.
Tom learns everything quickly, and that annoying Gryffindor guy is jealous and envious of him, so he doesn't need her help.
In life...she is even less qualified.
Oh, yes, money!
The little witch's eyes lit up. She remembered that Tom had "borrowed" thirty Galleons from his roommate, and considering his family background, he must be short of money.
She could start from this aspect and alleviate Tom's embarrassment.
Daphne, who had thought of a solution, smiled brightly, took a few quick steps, walked side by side with Tom, and entered the castle chatting and laughing.
Back in the dormitory, Daphne immediately began writing a letter to her mother, making up some excuses to ask for five hundred Galleons.
This money should be enough for now, right?
On the other hand, Tom had no idea that his unintentional action made Daphne like him more. He just thought that he could enter the study space and study anywhere.
I didn't even know that I would soon have my first meal.
He returned to the dormitory, and the three roommates who had been noisy just now immediately quieted down. Tom glanced at them, but didn't care. He took out a herbal book and started reading.
These days, these people have been quite well behaved. I don't know if they have really behaved well or are thinking of new ways to take revenge.
.....
On Saturday, after having breakfast with Daphne and finishing the homework due next week with Hermione, Tom went to the eighth floor to look for the Room of Requirement.
The term space is powerful and can give people a real feeling of a second world.
But after all, it was only a spiritual body that entered, and casting spells inside did not consume magic power, so it was impossible to give Tom the most realistic practice feedback.
The battle between wizards is not simply a comparison of levels, nor is it about who has stronger magic power or who has higher proficiency in magic.
Practical experience, reaction speed, vigilance and even luck, these factors all affect the final outcome of each duel.
So these past two days Andros has been urging Tom to train harder in the real world, to use his body to remember the feeling of casting and controlling spells, to the point where his mind can move at will.
After much thought, the Room of Requirement is the most suitable.
The Room of Requirement is located on the eighth floor, the same floor as the principal's office, but the principal's office is in the South Tower, while the Room of Requirement is in the main building, a certain distance away.
Tom wasn't worried about running into Dumbledore here - unless he couldn't find the toilet again.
There were few rooms on the eighth floor, and there were many murals hanging on the walls of the corridor. Tom looked at them one by one and found his target - a tapestry of a giant monster beating a fool Barnabas with a stick.
Barnabas tried to teach a group of trolls to dance, but the trolls had no interest in it and chased him with sticks, which was a very funny scene.
Tom watched for a while and saw that Barnabas became bruised and swollen. He kept explaining his purpose to the troll. He was a complete fool.
He looked at the smooth wall opposite, concentrating his mind and silently reciting in his mind, walking back and forth.
"I need a room with mushrooms."
"I need a room with mushrooms."
"I need a room with mushrooms."
After going back and forth three times, the wall opposite shook and no door appeared.
"No way?" Tom lowered his requirements with disappointment on his face. "I need a room with an RPG."
It went back and forth three more times, and the wall shook again.
"I need a room with a hundred AKs."
This time there was no sound at all.
"Is this what you call fulfilling every request?"
Tom shook his head in disappointment and finally gave up the idea of finding some hot weapons for self-defense.
I don't know if his request was too excessive, or if the founder's magic level was too low back then, so he couldn't even do this.
Andros in the study space was stunned.
He had followed Tom for so long that he knew how outrageous the request he had just made was.
"Stop it, you're here for a training ground, not an armory," Andros urged.
"All right."
The boy shrugged and began pacing again.
This time he was silently thinking about a suitable place to practice. Sure enough, after three times, a door suddenly appeared on the wall, as if the door had always been there.
Tom pushed the door open without making a sound. After he came in, the candles on the wall lit up, illuminating the entire space.
This is a very open space, which is basically half the size of the auditorium.
In addition to Tom, there are dozens of mannequins in the room made of different materials, from wood to steel.