Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

But the boy had a butler-like air about him.

Sebastian – Draco Malfoy.

The boy was Draco, who, as always, combed his hair back.

The boy, holding flowers, was about to step inside, but before going in, he turned back and asked "Tom" behind him, "Tom, what do you think of my outfit? Will it give Miss Isabel a bad impression?"

Tom is no longer Tom; he is Hermione Granger.

Hermione scratched her head.

Hiss... You're asking me?

When it comes to fashion, Hermione really doesn't have much of an eye for it.

“Tell me, Tom, if there’s anything wrong, I can still correct it now. You have such good taste in clothes…”

Tom has great fashion sense, not me!

Tom bought everything for me, including my underwear!

How am I supposed to answer that?

Hermione hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "I think it's quite good."

It's at least a bit better than a wizard's outfit.

Of course, this is because it's Hermione standing here; if Tom himself were here, the answer would be different.

He would scold Draco, "What are you wearing!"

However, Draco is here today to find his shadow to draft a marriage agreement.

But then again...

Draco received Tom's approval and felt a hundredfold boost in his heart!

"So, what exactly do you want?" Hermione asked, puzzled. "You've been carrying such a huge bouquet of flowers since this morning..."

"Didn't I tell you? I need Isabelle's consent. I want to get engaged to Isabelle!"

Hermione: "?"

What is this, an engagement?

With whom? Isabel?

Hermione coughed. "I advise you to give up. You have no chance."

"Why? I haven't even started yet, how do you know I have no chance? I am a noble wizard, a pure-blooded wizard!"

Moreover, I had an in-depth conversation with Isabel not long ago; we talked a total of 12 times that day!

She spoke up four times! I feel like I have a chance.

“No, you have no chance,” Hermione said decisively, denying Draco.

"why?"

"There's no reason, there's just no chance."

Hermione knew that no one had a chance to confess their feelings to Isabel or Misha.

why?

I vividly remember the scene when Isabel and Misha appeared at my house together... They rushed towards Tom and hugged him tightly in their arms!

Compared to someone like Tom, do you have a chance?

What are you thinking?

"Well, I can only wish you good luck then. I have something to attend to, so I'll be going now..."

No, you can't leave!

Before Hermione could leave, Draco grabbed her arm: "Tom, come with me. That way, if... I mean if, you can comfort me, and with you behind me, I'll have confidence!"

Although it's unlikely I'll be rejected.

"No, it's not convenient for me. This is a major event in your life, and you wouldn't want someone messing around on such an important occasion."

"Tom, do you consider me a friend?!" Draco patted his chest. "This is a big deal, which is why I wanted you by my side, or at least to witness this glorious moment with me!"

It's hard to reason with a damned devil.

Hermione sighed.

Fine, I'll just go in with him.

When Draco pushed open the door, there was only Shadow inside; Professor Snape had disappeared again.

As she closed the door, Hermione suddenly realized what was happening.

wrong.

I am not myself now.

I'm Tom!

Oh no, I have to go, I absolutely have to go!

But it was too late.

Draco, being a reckless fellow, immediately handed over the roses he was holding when he saw the shadow: "Miss Isabel, this is a gift for you, a total of 99 roses, as well as your favorite dessert, from Sharon's dessert shop near London train station, and... and this book. After reading many books, I felt that this one would be the most pleasing to you, so I bought it for you."

The shadow didn't hear the babbling behind it.

She's currently busy brewing magic potions.

But Draco's words were so long that the shadow was interrupted by his long string of words before turning its head away.

"What are you doing... huh?"

The shadow's angry expression became clear and bright in the blink of an eye.

She smiled, her lips curving upwards.

So much so that Draco was somewhat stunned.

He swore it was the cutest smile he had ever seen!

The thought of this person becoming his wife made Draco's heart flutter!

"Miss Isabel, will you marry me?"

“Of course!” Shadow happily took the rose from Draco’s hand, then walked straight to “Tom” behind Draco without even glancing at him.

"Tom, if you want to get engaged to me, you can say so yourself. You don't need to find a butler to do it for you."

But I know you probably don't have the courage to do it, right? That's okay. No matter how you do, Isabel will be happy.

Draco: "?"

No, the person you're engaged to is me, not Tom, it's me!

“No…Miss Isabelle, I am the one you are engaged to.”

Shadow's expression stiffened slightly: "You?"

Draco: "...It's me."

The shadow placed the rose back into Draco's hand: "Tom, he's lying, isn't he? Why would a butler ask me to get engaged?"

"Butler? I'm wearing a suit! I'm not a butler, I'm Draco Malfoy. We just met last week, Miss Isabelle. Have you forgotten me?"

Shadow racked his brains, carefully considering the name in his mind.

Unfortunately, she had a bad memory; she had many names in her mind, but she couldn't find Draco's name.

The name in the shadow's mind—Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom.

He has nothing but Tom.

"Sorry, I can't remember, but you're Tom's butler, right? I'll consider you a friend from now on."

"I'm not a butler! I'm not a servant!" Draco patted his chest. "I'm a pure-blood wizard."

Shadow covered his mouth in surprise: "Tom, you actually found a pure-blood wizard to be your butler! You're amazing! Oh my god, I haven't had breakfast yet, want to go eat together?"

Draco's first confession in his life has come to an end.

To be precise, we lost everything.

He stood alone in the potion lab, feeling that life was bleak.

Tom.

That's right, it's because of Tom again this time.

The child seemed to have only Tom in his eyes.

Where exactly did I go wrong?!

Draco could never understand why he, a pure-blood wizard from a great pure-blood wizarding family, so noble, would lose to Tom!

Not just this time, but last time too!

Why are both Isabel and Hermione so attached to Tom?

hateful.

……

“Isabel, you’re playing dumb way too obviously.” Hermione coughed twice.

"Really?" Shadow chuckled. "Never mind, he looks so silly anyway, he won't know. But at first I really thought you brought a butler to propose to me, which made me so happy for a while. Tom, if you want to propose to me in the future, you'll have to say it yourself."

Hermione was speechless and could only follow her shadow to the cafeteria in the school.

Once Shadow saw Tom, he clung to him like glue, hugging his arms tightly.

They didn't look like siblings at all.

They are definitely not siblings...

Upon arriving at the dining hall, Shadow spotted someone in the distance and immediately pulled Hermione away, saying, "Never mind, I don't have much of an appetite today, let's not eat at the dining hall."

"Isabel!!!"