Lucius couldn't bring himself to say anything harsher, so he quickly left the room without telling Draco to get some rest.

His self-esteem was trampled on; hopefully he'll feel better tomorrow.

……

the next day.

morning.

When Draco woke up, Lucius had already left.

As he said, Lucius would be very busy these days, so busy that he would be nowhere to be seen in the morning and would not return home until late at night, where he would sleep and then leave again in a hurry.

Tom woke up too, but he woke up a little earlier.

When Draco woke up, Tom had already finished his daily tasks.

In the winter weather, Tom was wearing only shorts, and with his shirt off, he showed off his muscular physique to Draco without any hesitation.

"Your body... is so strong? You're a wizard, why do you exercise so much!" Draco's mouth trembled. "What do you do every morning?"

"300 push-ups, 100 pull-ups, crunches, and a 20-kilometer morning run every day, starting around 4 a.m. and ending around 7 or 8 a.m. It was slow at first, but the speed picked up later."

Draco: "...Devil, no, I'm asking why you're fighting so desperately. You can't fight other wizards with your bare hands. Fighting wizards is all about magic. Only magic can win!"

No matter how much you exercise, it's useless.

Tom shrugged: "Who knows? What if a new kind of magic appears in the future, like some kind of barrier, where magic can't be used as long as you're within its range? Wouldn't that be my domain then?"

Besides, exercise isn't a waste of time and energy; it will give you a strong body, wipe away the fatigue of the whole day, and even on the battlefield, you might have a higher survival rate because you can run faster.

Tom draped a towel over his shoulder: "I need to take a shower. Where's the bathroom?"

"Over there," Draco pointed in a direction.

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Tom felt refreshed and his well-built muscles were well covered by his clothes.

But Draco still had a kind of hallucination when he looked at Tom now.

It was as if his eyes could see through Tom's clothes and into his muscles.

No wonder Tom looks good in anything...

His muscles are like that; it's natural for him to have such a strong body!

Perhaps I should learn from him and exercise more, so that I can look stylish in clothes in the future.

Will Hermione also...?

Draco coughed, pulling himself back to reality.

Where do you want to go today?

Tom: "Let's eat first."

He wasn't in a hurry to leave and declined Draco's question: "Nothing is more important than eating. I've been exercising all morning and need to replenish my energy."

Tom's appetite once again shocked Draco.

No wonder this guy wanted to stay at Hogwarts so much!

Food at Hogwarts is unlimited; he can eat as much as he wants.

If this were a meal at a restaurant outside... Tom would have to eat at least 2 Galleons!

That's unbelievable! He ate all the food from more than a dozen plates!

"Let's go, what do you want to do today?" Tom, like a little adult, let a strand of his long hair fall behind him, his face resolute like a mature, artistic handsome guy.

"Hmph, I'm sure I won't lose to you today." Draco muttered to himself, "I wasn't in good form yesterday. I haven't played Wizard's Chess in a very long time. I'm good at something else."

Draco felt like he was invincible again!

Tom gave him a chuckle.

That arrogant guy really doesn't give up.

Should we turn on the tap today?

Forget it, opportunities to bully children are rare, especially when it comes to bullying someone other than Hermione.

We still need to let Draco experience what it means to be the All-Round King.

After all, I've gotten to where I am today step by step, with every drop of sweat I shed!

System, give me some points!

Oh, this system doesn't allow adding points, that's fine then.

……

The Weasleys.

Hermione was distracted.

"Hermione, you're amazing." Ginny smiled brightly. "I didn't expect you to be so good at all these things. Wizard's Chess is the most difficult game, and you picked it up so quickly. I'm starting to have trouble playing against you."

Ginny thought for a moment and then said, "But Ron really likes Wizard Chess. Should I call him over?"

Hermione shook her head.

She stood by the window, gazing at the lush green woods outside.

This place is truly a paradise, and Hermione really likes it.

When she gets older, she wants to buy a house in such a remote place and live a carefree life.

The prerequisite is that one's own strength must be great.

She is so powerful that no one can disturb her!

"Hermione, have you ever played wizard chess with Tom?" Ginny suddenly asked.

Hermione has been mentioning Tom's name so much these past few days that Ginny has even remembered this so-called genius.

She believed that someone who could be called a genius by Hermione must not be as slovenly as Ron.

With Hermione's description, Ginny developed some fantasies about Tom.

He was handsome and imposing.

He's also very handsome!

They are also very capable!

She's the perfect match.

Perhaps only slightly worse than Harry…

Of course, Ginny only met Harry once. When she saw Ron off to Hogwarts for the first time, Ginny saw Harry from afar at the station. He was the most handsome boy she had ever seen. Ginny thought Tom must be about the same size as Harry.

“No.” Hermione shook her head, interrupting Ginny’s thoughts. “Neither Tom nor I know how to play Wizarding Chess, and Tom is usually very busy and doesn’t have time to play these things.”

"Oh! So after you go back to Hogwarts, can you play wizard chess with Tom?"

yes!

Hermione immediately became interested.

I can use this month to work hard, and then I can crush Tom in Wizard Chess, right?

That guy will probably beg me to teach him how to play chess.

Just imagining that scene makes Hermione's lips curl into a smile.

This is a great opportunity to bully Tom!

Perhaps we can place a bet then and win all of Tom's Galleons!

No, no, Tom is a potions master, he won't lack Galleons. I need a bigger bet.

E.g……

One condition.

The loser must unconditionally obey one condition of the winner—they will do anything!

Hermione sat on the ground and patted her face: "Ginny, I've changed my mind. I'm going to study wizard chess properly, I must study it properly! I want to become... the greatest wizard chess master in the world!"

Does Ron really know anything about Wizard Chess?

Ginny nodded: "Of course, after all, Ron really likes Wizard Chess. For a long time, Ron would play Wizard Chess by himself. I'll go and call him for you."

Ginny ran quickly out the door.

Sure enough, Hermione would get interested whenever Tom was mentioned.

Ginny chuckled to herself.

She became even more curious about the "Tom" that Hermione was talking about.

She wanted to see what the almost perfect man Hermione described was really like.

Before long, Ron, who was still sleeping in, was dragged out of bed by Ginny.

Ron, with his unkempt, fiery red curly hair, yawned and sat down at the chessboard: "You two think you can beat me at Wizard Chess? That's impossible."

Hermione was very intelligent, but she knew absolutely nothing about wizard chess.

Ginny braced herself on the table and said fiercely, "Nonsense! I just taught Hermione the rules of Wizard's Chess. It won't be long before she beats you!"

You think you can defeat me just by knowing the rules?

Ron took it as a joke.

If Wizard Chess were that simple, how could it be considered one of the most difficult board games?

Let them have their way; we can't let them lose too badly.

Otherwise, Harry might give me a piece of his mind.

……

Draco crouched on the ground, hugging his legs in disbelief.

How is this possible? How is this possible!

"Tom, are you even human? Are you even human anymore? Genius... even geniuses aren't like you!"

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