Hogwarts Great Hall beamed. In the light of the thousands of candles floating under the ceiling, the cycle of the pupils' delusions randomly moved. A kaleidoscope of colored faculty ties was only occasionally diluted with teachers' clothes. Here, Professor McGonagel explains something to a group of girls, and here and Professor Snape, gloomily examining the students, leaning against the wall. The tables of the faculties were removed, sounds of cheerful music flowed from somewhere, laughter and merry cries were heard.

The teaching desk was almost empty, only Dumbledore sat in the center, on his armchair, much like a throne. He absently recounted something in the hall, not paying attention to the noise and music. Directly in front of the table there was a large platform decorated with multicolored ribbons, green branches of plants and flickering magic lights that defiantly jumped and rang like bells.

- Starts ... Starts. Hush! - I heard quiet whispers around.

Hermione found herself standing almost in front of the stage, in the company of other girls from different faculties. A bravura march rang out and Draco Malfoy appeared on the scene, dressed in a tail coat, but for some reason on a naked body. Putting his wand to his throat, he smiled cheerfully. His voice, enhanced by magic, echoed throughout the room.

- So, I am glad to greet all those gathered! Finally, after a long wait, our competition reached its finale! And today we will all know who will win in this long-running competition!

- To begin with, I would like to invite all those who unfortunately could not get to the final, so that we can pay tribute to their skills! Yes, they could not win, but we must thank them for the dedication shown in participating in this difficult competition! Ladies, please come on stage!

Almost all the girls surrounding Hermione quickly moved forward, leaving the chain on the platform. She knew many: here is Luna Lovegood from Kogtevran, here is Pansy Parkinson and Daphne Greengrass from Slyleren. Patil sisters from Griffindor and Kogtevran. Familiar and unfamiliar faces gathered behind Malfoy's back, and he continued:

- So, let me, as the host of the competition, thank you for participating and present these modest awards!

An unfamiliar to Hermione stepped onto the stage with a large tray. On the tray was a slide seems like some badges. And he and Malfoy quickly began to attach them to the mantles of girls.

- So, thanks to our participants, and ... applause!

- And now, we welcome the judge of our final competition! Who will choose the winner today? Get ready for a surprise!

“And this ...” Draco made a mysterious pause, “This is Harry Potter!” Applause!

Harry stepped onto the stage wearing a white silk shirt and jeans. He defiantly smiled and waved his hand to the crowd.

- And now, I ask you to rise on the stage of our finalists! So participant number one is Zhou Chang! Please welcome!

There was loud applause, shouts of “Zhou. Come on! Kogtevran with you! ".

- And of course the favorite of our competition, who won in the previous round with a huge margin, the participant number two - the incomparable Hermione Granger! Meet

Not expecting such a turn of events, Hermione froze. Standing next to her, the Moon leaned over and whispered: “Come on. I always knew that you would win! ” Hermione looked around and tried to examine the pin pinned to her mantle. He was a strange form, which caused not quite decent associations. On it stood out the big letters "L. M.H. “. Suddenly, Professor McGonagel grabbed her by the arm and pulled onto the stage:

- Miss Granger, the whole department is counting on you! You understand that Gryffindor needs a victory in this competition, because it’s as much as 150 faculty points! More confidence and luck will be on your side!

Hermione herself didn’t notice how she ended up next to Malfoy. The hall burst into deafening applause, there was a whistle and some screams. Then a friendly chant "Hermione!" Hermione! ”

- I ask for silence! “The presenter’s voice rang out around the hall,” I declare the final of the Best Hogwarts Blowjob Contest open!

Hermione stood on the stage and did not understand what was going on. Around again, he heard applause, whistling and chanting. She again did not notice how the beautiful comfortable armchair in which Harry was located appeared on the scene.

- So, the participant at number one, Zhou Chang! I beg!

Hermione thought she had just blinked, but now Zhou was kneeling in front of Harry and holding his dick with his hand, and carefully sliding his lips over him. There was silence in the hall, Hermione felt as if she were coated with soft, absorbing sounds and movements of cotton wool. She blinked again, trying to chase away incomprehensible obsession. “What else is the best blowjob Hogwarts, what kind of nonsense? Where are Dumbledore and other teachers looking? ”The thoughts were heavy and resembled sticky sugar syrup.

- And now the second participant of our Competition, the incomparable Miss Hermione Granger! I have already asked our participant several times, whence such an undoubted talent? But Miss Granger keeps the secret! So, Hermione, please!

Without thinking, Hermione tried to look for some of the professors. But suddenly I realized that she was kneeling in front of Harry with his dick in her hands, and her lips were already stretching themselves. The member seemed to her somehow unreal thick, and the swollen head was one and a half times larger than the member itself.

With difficulty clasping his lips, she felt the head slip into her mouth, burning her with a touch. "I wonder if he is so big, would he fit inside me?"

Pulling Harry's body out of her mouth, she shook her head, trying to get rid of the sticky, incomprehensible craziness around her again. But the member in her hands shuddered and a hot white jet splashed out on her face. Automatically licking her lips, she expected to feel that ugly taste again, but this time she did not feel anything but her own growing excitement.

Malfoy's voice was quieter, and seemed to be gone:

- So, the final competition is over! I ask our judge to announce the winner of the finals of the Best Blowjob Hogwarts! Please, Harry!

Harry's voice sounded unexpectedly loud.

- Hermione!

“Yes, and this is Hermione Granger!” Malfoy continued, even quieter.

- Hermione, wake up! - Harry's voice came from her right over his ear and she opened her eyes.

* * *

Having gathered in the center of the hall, the trio of prisoners tried to discuss further plans, but it turned out badly. Hermione and Harry looked away from each other, not stifling at the wrong time. Malfoy tried his best to restrain himself and not to dislocate his jaw with a powerful yawn. Harry complained that the analysis of the corridor filled with stones can last for a very long time if they work just like today. Finally everyone decided that they needed to go to bed anyway.

The choice of beds was not particularly impressive. Along the walls of the hall were several narrow, but quite comfortable for one person sofas. The problem was the lack of blankets or anything available as a replacement. The room was not particularly cold, but Hermione was afraid that by the morning it could be much cooler.

Everyone chose a vending sofa. Malfoy is located at the wall at the far end of the hall, Harry - closer to the center, almost at the barrier. It seemed to him that this sofa was a little wider than the others. Hermione also chose a place away from the center of the room.

Sleeping in the light was not very comfortable, and the girl tossed and turned for a while, trying to get comfortable.Candle lights climbed into the eyes and could not get rid of them. And there was another problem. She didn’t finish today, and although after a general conversation her excitement had subsided, now different thoughts again went to her head, causing her thigh muscles to contract involuntarily.

Hermione stood up slightly and looked around ...