Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

But he saw the guilty look on Draco's face.

It wasn't that I felt guilty, but rather ashamed of my own lack of strength.

He wasn't lying?

Is there really a fire dragon watching them?

Lucius's lips twitched.

What does this guy usually do?!

"A fire dragon? Are you sure it's a fire dragon? An adult one?"

Draco: "Yes, Father, adult, wild dragon."

"...Then why can Tom do it?"

Tom: "I have plenty of experience taking care of magical creatures and can quickly build a good relationship with every one of them, even dragons. By the way, dragons are highly intelligent magical creatures, and they think I'm a good person, so they only recognize me. Therefore... Master Draco might really be in mortal danger there."

Hearing Tom speak up for him, Draco rubbed his eyes and sniffed.

Only Tom knows how hard it is for me!

That fire dragon isn't some docile little thing; it really wanted to eat me!

Thank you, Tom.

To repay you, I will treat your sister very well in the future.

Lucius reached out and patted his son on the shoulder.

There's not much to say between a father and son; this pat on the shoulder says it all Lucius wanted to say.

Thanks for your hard work.

Accompanying a genius on an adventure... what might be an adventure for you is just everyday life for others.

In short, thank you for your hard work!

"Get some rest." That was all Lucius managed to say at the very end.

“Mr. Lucius, please wait a moment.” Tom called out to him, “Could you please not tell anyone what I just told you? That dragon doesn’t like to be disturbed. Since it has chosen to live in seclusion, I will help it.”

I don't want anyone causing him trouble, especially not the wizarding community he hates the most.

Lucius nodded: "Everyone has their own secrets, and I will help you keep them."

"That's great. On my way back, I was thinking about what I would do if his whereabouts were exposed one day, since we are friends."

Tom deliberately emphasized the word "friend," and looked at Lucius with a smile in his eyes.

But Lucius felt no kindness from Tom whatsoever; all he felt was countless acts of ruthlessness.

This kid is terrifying.

Lucius felt a chill run down his spine and quickly went upstairs.

"Alright, we should rest now." Tom yawned and went into the bathroom.

"Tom! Do you need me to scrub your back?"

Tom: "?"

Draco, please have some self-respect. How could you utter such lewd words?

"Thank you, but I don't need it."

British gays are fucking terrifying.

Tom looked at himself in the mirror in the bathroom.

Although I am somewhat handsome, if I had to say, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call me the most handsome man in Britain.

But... isn't Draco's orientation normal?

Didn't that guy even start a Hermione Fan Club?

He should be a normal person, so why is he targeting me?

After taking a shower and lying in bed, Tom felt that he probably wouldn't get a good night's sleep.

Oh, and the room should be locked.

Just as he was about to get up and lock the door, Draco knocked and asked if Tom was home before pushing the door open and entering.

The lights were blinding, and Draco and Tom were some distance apart.

This distance is just a diving tackle for Draco.

Tom sat on the bed, put his hand under the covers and gripped the wand tightly.

He swore that if Draco dared to make a move, his wand would immediately fall on Draco's head and deliver a heavy blow.

"Tom!"

Draco really did pounce on him.

"Petrify them all!"

Caught off guard, Draco immediately stood still, motionless.

"I know you can hear me. Listen to me, Draco. You are a nobleman and a pure-blood wizard. After I break the spell, don't move. Stand still and finish what you need to say. If you dare to come any closer to me, the magic I use next time won't be so gentle."

After he finished speaking, Tom lifted the petrification spell.

"What are you doing!" Draco roared.

"That's exactly what I wanted to ask you, what are you doing!"

"I just came to ask you about your sister."

younger sister?

Tom tilted his head and winked at Draco: "Who is it?"

"You've even forgotten your own sister? Isabel, Isabel Riddle! Isn't she your sister?!"

Oh, shadow.

"Speak, what is it?"

Tom breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Draco didn't make a heartfelt confession to him.

"I want to ask you, what does Isabel usually like? Does she have any favorite foods? Also, what does she usually entertain herself with?"

"You two must have come from the same orphanage, right? I saw her at Hogwarts today, and I swear, Isabel is the cutest girl I've ever seen!"

"Not Hermione?"

"No, Hermione is the prettiest, and Isabel is the cutest."

Tom couldn't help but chuckle: "Isabel..."

She should be like Misha, right? Then Isabel should like the things Misha likes too.

"You could try bringing some books for Isabel. She should enjoy reading. Of course, I'm not referring to magic books, but rather ordinary human storybooks. Don't mix in magic; it'll change the flavor if you do.

As for food…Isabel must really enjoy desserts. There’s a Mrs. Sharon’s Cake Shop near London train station, run by a young woman, and their pastries are Isabel’s favorite.”

"Why is it that even though it's a Mrs. Cake Shop, the person running the shop is a girl?"

Tom: "Sharon is her grandmother. Sigh, that girl is 18 years old this year. She confessed to me not long ago. It's a pity I'm still too young. By the way, if you're going to buy pastries from her, remember to say hello to her for me."

Draco: "...Tom, I really want to know if you're human. You're not really a succubus, are you?"

"What are you talking about?"

Tom ignored Draco's absurd statement.

What succubus? Succubi are all big, beautiful women. I'm just a guy, where would I get a succubus?

"Then, Isabel doesn't seem to have any entertainment on a daily basis... but if you have time, you can bring her a bouquet of flowers; she should really like roses."

Misha loves roses, especially the roses Tom gives her.

Every time Misha received roses from Tom, she would put them in a vase and never throw them away, even if the flowers had completely withered.

When Misha and Isabel were mentioned, Tom couldn't help but think of the two of them again.

I wonder how they are doing now.

"If you have time, you can go to the greenhouse."

“No.” Draco immediately refused Tom. “I’m not like you. I don’t like Professor Sprout. Although Professor Sprout is a good person, she’s too old.”

Tom: "..."

Never mind then, I'll go visit Misha at the greenhouse when I have time.

However, the most urgent task now is to decipher the ancient script on that entire stone slab!

He's already showing some promise.

The ancient text is undoubtedly a teleportation spell, and the person who wrote it was at least a wizard of Merlin's caliber.

It might even be stronger than Merlin!

If I can master the above, I will no longer be afraid of Voldemort in the future.

Chapter 99 Draco is about to charge! (4k)

After seeing Draco off, Tom thought it over again and decided to lock the door from the inside.

There's no way around it, we have to be careful. Although I know Draco's target isn't me today, who knows if he will be tonight?

What if this guy suddenly awakens something terrifying tonight...

Tom shuddered at the thought of that scene.

No, no, I have to sleep with my eyes open tonight.

……

Early the next morning.

Draco traveled to London and, after half an hour, found the dessert shop Tom had mentioned.