Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

How could he not know who Harry was looking for?

Ron was just an excuse; the person Harry really wanted to find was...

Ok?

Through the window, Dumbledore only saw Draco and Hermione.

The two of them were playing Wizard's Chess by the window.

Wait, what's Draco doing here?

Where is Tom?

Shouldn't Tom be with Draco? Has that guy stayed home again, continuing to study his magic?

Unable to resist, Dumbledore rubbed his forehead and let out a heavy sigh.

Tom, that guy, really...

You're very hardworking.

……

Momo Mountains.

Tom, whom Dumbledore longs for, is now in the crater at the top of the mountain.

“Mr. Fire Dragon, I don’t know if you like to eat these. These are all human food. Perhaps you can try them. If you don’t like them, you can spit them out.”

Tom bought some pastries on his way here.

These things are only enough for the fire dragon to have a snack.

Expecting a dragon to eat its fill of cake... that's highly unlikely.

This giant dragon was about seven or eight meters tall, and the pastries were nothing more than a mouthful of food to it.

Just tasting it is enough.

"Mr. Fire Dragon..."

"Roar!" The fire dragon rudely interrupted Tom's words.

"I'm sorry, it was presumptuous of me, Lady Dragon..." Tom realized he had mistaken the dragon's identity and immediately apologized. "However, I noticed your scales haven't been cleaned in a long time. If you don't mind, would you allow me to wipe them for you?"

Tom is the most prepared wizard in the world; he prepared everything he might need before coming to the Momo Mountains.

Seeing that the dragon agreed, Tom took out a damp towel and carefully wiped the dragon's body.

He can use magic to clean the dragon's scales directly.

But, in the end, it was just magic!

Can magic compare to a massage? The answer is no!

Only by doing things yourself can you make the fire dragon feel comfortable, and only in this way can you let the fire dragon know what you have done.

After all, he might need the fire dragon's help to decipher these ancient texts later.

Tom has a scale in his heart; he can clearly weigh these benefits on the scale and naturally understand the advantages and disadvantages.

It took a full hour and a half—and that was because Tom had been exercising for a long time.

His body was better than most people's, and he had enough stamina, which allowed him to wash the fire dragon thoroughly.

The dragon, now cleansed, closed its eyes and ignored Tom, not uttering another word, leaving Tom to study these things in the cave.

Ancient texts...

Tom took out a notebook and silently copied down the words.

But Tom's head started to ache after he had only written two words.

What is that?

Tom dared not continue writing.

The aura of death was too strong; he felt that if he continued writing, he would die right there.

The silent dragon finally spoke, roaring twice.

Tom understood what she meant.

—A powerful being who left the message here placed a restriction.

These things can only be viewed here; they absolutely cannot be taken away.

It must not be copied or printed.

Tom nodded silently to himself and asked the dragon, "Can you understand these things?"

Tom had thought the dragon wouldn't respond, but to his surprise, the dragon nodded.

He simply nodded and did not say anything more.

She closed her eyes again, ignoring Tom.

Hmph, one day I'll be able to pry your mouth open.

Tom ignored her and continued reading the ancient text.

……

In the blink of an eye, the sun sets.

Tom stayed there for another whole day.

It feels like I was studying advanced mathematics back in the day!

He was like this when he was learning advanced mathematics; he couldn't even understand the symbols!

Tom picked up his pen, wrote a letter, and sent it back to the school.

He wasn't planning to go back to the Malfoys' house tonight.

He's determined to study these ancient texts to the death.

No one can take him away until we have figured these things out!

……

The Malfoy family.

Draco returned home.

I'm exhausted.

The night is already deep.

Malfoy glanced at Tom's room; the lights were off. He didn't think much of it, assuming Tom must have gone to bed early. He climbed into bed himself and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, after Malfoy woke up in bed, he noticed something amiss.

Why is the bathroom clean?

Nobody washes themselves here. Could Tom have stayed out all night?

He ran quickly to the door and opened Tom's door.

It was completely empty; there was no sign that anyone had slept on the blanket.

"come out!"

Dobby immediately came running up from downstairs, all excited.

"Master, what happened?"

"Did Tom come back yesterday? He's the student I brought back who lives in this room."

Dobby wiped his sweat and replied in alarm, "No, Master, Dobby didn't see Tom yesterday."

Why didn't you tell me?!

Draco took a deep breath, his gaze toward Dobby filled with ferocity.

"Master, Master said that Dobby is not allowed to speak when Master is at home... Has something happened to Lord Tom?"

Draco ignored Dobby and went straight out the door.

Tom isn't home; he must have gone to the Momo Mountains.

Hey buddy, if you're looking to die, don't die in my house!

If Lucius knew about this, he would be furious.

In the end, it was our family that suffered!

Draco's heart fluttered at the thought of Professor Snape's affection for Tom.

—That little deer almost killed him!

Don't die, Tom!

It took Draco almost an hour to finally reach his destination.

This was the fastest she had ever been in her life.

They also used flying brooms.

"Tom... what are you doing?"

The moment Draco saw Tom, his heavy heart instantly relaxed, but looking at what the other was doing, Draco wanted to close his eyes.

A strange shock was stimulating his brain.

Draco desperately wanted to forget what he had seen, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the things Tom had just done would reappear before him.

Is he brushing the dragon's teeth?

Use a brush as thick as an arm—about the thickness of an adult's arm.

Have you gotten together with this fire dragon?

It's not your pet, it's just an ordinary, magical animal you find by the roadside!

Okay, it's not by the roadside, nor is it ordinary.

But how could Tom do such a thing? Doesn't he think it's beneath him?