Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Today's score... 21:0.

Of course, Draco's stats are 0.

In every sense, he lost to Tom.

Tom used to act in those roles, but now he's simply stopped.

Even with things he hadn't learned before, he only watched for ten minutes before he was already as good as Draco when he tried to do them again.

"You'll have no friends if you keep going like this, Tom!" Draco said, his neck red, completely lacking any aristocratic bearing; at this moment, he was just a child who refused to back down.

"Uh... how about I let you have a turn?" Tom scratched his head. "This thing doesn't seem that difficult to me. You probably haven't played it much either."

"I've been playing for ten years!" Draco sat down abruptly. "I don't need you to let me have my way. Do you think I'm still a child? Show me your true strength and let me see where your limits are!"

Tom, this time, I'm serious.

Draco suddenly looked at Tom intently, and even his tone of voice became serious.

—If there weren't tears in his eyes, those words would have been even more intimidating.

Chapter 94 Fire Dragon! (4k)

We can't beat them!

Around noon.

Draco has accepted the outcome.

No matter how hard they try, ordinary people can never defeat geniuses!

Wizard chess, wizard poker, they even went to New York to play arcade games for mortals, but Draco's fate was only one—to be completely and utterly humiliated by Tom.

Completely powerless to fight back!

Especially in the arcade, Tom was like a different person, shouting things like "Hoyogan"...

Do they have such things in their welfare home?

"Want to play some more?" Tom asked, still wanting more.

"I'm done playing, I'm done playing." Draco shook his hand, suddenly finding all this stuff utterly boring.

"In the wizarding world, we also need to pay attention to other things. We can't just think about playing games all day long. Games will only harm you, Tom! Have you ever had any adventures?" At this point, Draco suddenly remembered something, "Do you know about the Alps?"

I'm not referring to the Alps in the mortal world, but the one in the wizarding world... never mind, you probably don't know that."

“I know,” Tom nodded. “I’ve even been up there.”

Tom sourced the materials for his Christmas gift from the Alps, which are now known as the Momo Mountains.

"Pshaw, you're just bragging."

Draco, of course, didn't believe it. He curled his lip and didn't look at Tom: "If you're so capable, come with me and I'll show you what a magical creature is."

I remember you always hanging out with Hagrid at Hogwarts. His magical creatures were nothing compared to this; I'll take you to see the real thing.

As he spoke, Draco leaned close to Tom's ear and lowered his voice: "There is a special magical creature in the Momo Mountains, that thing is... a dragon."

With that, Draco elbowed Tom: "Want to go check it out?"

“I don’t care. Fantastic creatures have a natural affinity for me, but aren’t you worried about getting into trouble?” Tom smiled nonchalantly. “Whether it’s a dragon or an eight-legged spider, they’ll bow down and greet me the moment they see me, but you… I can’t guarantee your safety.”

"Tch." Draco retorted, putting his hands behind his back. "Come with me. Today I'll show you what a magical creature is. Dragons aren't those little griffins or anything like that you've seen before. They're real, huge, beautiful, and incredibly powerful!"

However, I can only take you for a glimpse from afar. Remember, never provoke the dragon!

Draco lowered his voice, his expression proud: "My father showed me that thing once. I only saw it once, but I will never forget the image of the dragon. My biggest dream is to tame a dragon and keep it as a pet!"

"First, we need to get to Hogsmeade Village."

……

Momo Mountains.

Tom returned to this familiar place.

The Momo Mountains remained as they were before, with thick snow covering the path. Tom and Draco's footprints broke the tranquility of the snowy landscape.

Stepping through knee-deep snow, Draco led Tom up the mountain.

“You should be glad it’s winter,” Draco said to Tom as he trudged along. “While winter makes it harder for us to climb the mountain, it also saves us a lot of trouble.”

Draco forcefully pulled his leg out with both hands: "Merlin's beard! What a nasty snow layer, how could it be so thick? Those magical creatures are all hibernating, if some of them are awake they could help us clear the snow."

Tom, on the other hand, seemed unfazed: "But they might also attack us. If you're being chased by magical creatures in a place like this, you have no chance of outrunning them."

"Tch." Draco scoffed dismissively.

He noticed that although Tom was walking ahead, he was waiting for him and would stop every now and then.

This vast expanse of snow was practically nonexistent to Tom!

Just how good is this guy's physical condition?

It seems Tom was right; we need to exercise more regularly.

He could indeed use magic to clear away this large area of ​​snow, but... that would consume a lot of energy, and he might not even be able to climb the mountain later on.

Halfway up the mountain, Draco couldn't take it anymore and leaned against a tree, panting heavily.

"Alright, let's take a break, Tom. I think you must be tired too, right?"

--not at all.

However, to spare Draco's fragile heart, Tom nodded and said, "How about we find a mount to ride on? What do you think?"

"Where did this mount come from? In this desolate wilderness... Did you bring the fire crossbow?"

Draco certainly wouldn't have imagined that Tom would choose a magical creature as a mount; he thought the only possibility was that Tom carried a fire crossbow with him.

Getting magical creatures to carry them up... that's practically impossible.

"Wait."

Tom turned around and whistled.

A whistle made Draco jump up from the ground: "What are you doing! Don't you know you can't make that much noise in a place like this? You'll attract other magical creatures, and if we run into any of the bad-tempered ones, we'll both die here!"

Suddenly, large, white snowflakes began to fall from the towering leaves in the distance. Draco was extremely tense at this moment. He didn't care how much energy he had left and turned to run down the mountain.

"What are you afraid of!" Tom was truly exasperated with this coward Draco and reached out to pull him back.

"Don't take me with you when you die. I still have to live. Hermione is waiting for you at Hogwarts. I can't die here with you... What's this thing? Why does it look so familiar?"

unicorn!

Draco didn't run away this time: "How come there are unicorns in this place?"

Unicorns are extremely rare and magical creatures, and it's impossible to find them in a place like the Momo Mountains.

But the other party was standing right in front of them, with their legs raised.

"Hey, it's been a while. We'd like to go up the mountain. Could you help us find two mounts? See which ones haven't hibernated yet, and try to find the ones with a slightly better temperament." Tom stroked the unicorn's neck, his expression one of unparalleled affection.

It was as if the unicorn was Tom's pet that he had raised for many years.

The unicorn... is it being so affectionate with Tom?

Draco was so shocked his jaw almost dropped.

Isn't it said that unicorns are terrified of wizards? Most unicorns will run away as soon as they see a wizard from afar.

Did this unicorn get kicked in the head by a donkey?

The unicorn cried out twice, then turned and ran up the mountain.

The thick snow layer did not hinder the unicorn in any way, and its speed was not slowed down at all.

"You even know unicorns?" Draco's lips twitched, and he asked Tom with some disbelief, "Did Snape bring you to the Momo Mountains?"

"No, I came here before for some business, and this unicorn is an old acquaintance."

A short while later, the unicorn returned, bringing with it a curly goat.

At first, Curly Goat thought Tom wanted to ride her, so she nudged him with her horns as she approached him. But after Tom gestured with his chin toward the person behind him, Curly Goat immediately lost interest.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Draco blushed slightly. "Why is it so nice to you, but its attitude changes completely when it sees me!"

"It said...you're not as good-looking as me. Even magical creatures judge by appearance, Draco. I hope you'll take better care of your skin in the future."

Draco is definitely a handsome guy.

She simply stood beside Tom... like a firefly against the bright moon.

It can only be said that the difference between handsome men is just like the difference between wizards...

Tom and Draco are both wizards, but the difference between them is enormous.

Curly Goat, out of consideration for Tom, reluctantly walked to Draco's side, bent his limbs, and invited Draco to climb onto his back.

"Tch, then what are you going to sit on?" Draco wanted to slap himself as soon as he finished asking the question.

The unicorn is waiting there, why did you have to ask that question?

Oh no, Tom installed it.

The difference in prestige between a unicorn and a curly goat is significant.

If you can ride a unicorn, who would want to ride a goat!

Tom skillfully mounted the unicorn's back, and the two magical creatures began to move through the mountains.

They moved with light steps, more than twice as fast as Draco had crawled around alone before.

At first, Draco was somewhat resistant to the curly goat beneath him and showed some disdain, but after a while, Draco discovered... the curly goat seemed quite nice after all.

At least, it can run.

And it's quite fast, and the fur is very soft.

Upon reaching the mountain, the Curly Goat and the Unicorn put the two of them down.

Curly Goat left silently, but the unicorn didn't leave; instead, it followed behind Tom.

—If anything unexpected happens, the unicorn will immediately carry Tom on its back and take him away.