Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Tom: "?"

Can you do this?

"Don't you want to keep playing tricks on Voldemort? Want to see what powerful magic Voldemort knows besides Avada Kedavra?"

I have a solution. You can reseal the basilisk, but petrify yourself before you do so. How about that? Doesn't that make perfect sense?

Then everyone will only know that a great hero has appeared at Hogwarts! That hero's name is Hermione, but... or rather, are you worried about Hermione stealing your thunder?

"I don't care," Tom shook his head.

Tom truly doesn't care about fame or fortune; he's indifferent to these things.

"Alright, that's settled then. Let's get started. The best route has been planned for you. Please cover your nose, because the basilisk produces a lot of feces every day."

"His feces are poisonous?" Tom exclaimed instinctively. "This is the first time I've ever seen anything poisonous hidden in feces."

"No, it's not poisonous, but it's disgusting and smells terrible. Think about what this guy usually eats. He's only ever killed people, but he hasn't eaten those poor little wizards, so the only things he could eat are filthy rats and spiders from the sewers."

Tom: "..."

Covering his nose, "Xiao Ai" began providing navigation.

"Walk forward thirty steps, then turn left, and try to walk close to the wall, because there's a dead rat in the middle of the road, and I don't think you'll like stepping on it."

……

"Very good, you are now one step away from seeing the basilisk. So, turn around, but don't make eye contact with it. If you do, it will be scared away."

Tom cursed the Mirror of Erised in his mind.

No wonder he felt a chill down his spine from the very beginning.

It turned out that the basilisk's scales had stuck to its back!

Damn it, couldn't you have said so sooner?

Tom closed his eyes and turned around, the cold breath of a snake's tongue pressing against his face.

The basilisk was trying to frighten Tom in this way.

"Stand up straight, don't lose points! Don't be afraid, I'll tell you if it's going to attack you. The basilisk doesn't have that thought yet, it retreated!"

It has noticed that you are not afraid of it; it is observing you! But please wait, and do not open your eyes. I am trying to put it to sleep.

"You still have this ability?" Tom finally couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, are you questioning my learning ability? You know, little Tom, although you are a genius, I am actually better than you at learning languages."

"What is language learning? You mean..." Tom paused.

Could this Mirror of Eris be learning Parsley on the spot?

"I was already analyzing this ancient language when I saw Harry perform Parsley in front of me. I'm still 11% away from fully learning it. It's okay, keep pretending. It won't dare to come up to me for a while."

It's afraid of you... Oh, it doesn't seem afraid of you anymore. It thinks you're just bullying it. Now, Tom, run back, run back as fast as you can.

"Avada Kedavra—"

A beam of dark green light shot out from Tom's wand and slammed into the basilisk's feet.

At the same time, Tom silently opened his eyes.

"Why go through all that trouble?" Tom tugged at his tie, loosening the tight knot to make it easier for him to breathe. "I had to run away from the basilisk before I started learning from my teacher... If I have to run away again after learning, then what's the point of learning?"

Since it wants to kill me, why don't I just turn the tables and kill it?

Tom raised his wand, this time aiming it at the basilisk.

The basilisk felt a chill run down its spine.

It had just sensed something terrifying from that magic.

Powerful, yet familiar.

It seems... it seems that many years ago, that person also used such magic!

The basilisk couldn't help but take several steps back, its writhing body arching at that moment.

"Sleep!"

The hissing sound of the snake-like voice echoed through the mine tunnel.

The Mirror of Eris learned Parsleyan and saved the basilisk's life in time.

Just a hair's breadth away from being blasted to smithereens by Tom.

The basilisk tilted its head, its eyelids growing increasingly heavy.

"Little Tom, put on your glasses and look into its eyes!" the Mirror of Eris cried out hastily.

"Where would I get glasses? Oh well, I'll just use a random spell."

Tom flicked his wand and summoned a ball of water.

Through the water sphere, Tom could see the basilisk's eyes.

Meanwhile, the Mirror of Erised was still speaking Parsley, and the door to the secret chamber slowly closed, becoming a secret known only to Tom and the Mirror.

A wave of dizziness washed over Tom's entire body.

He just felt very sleepy.

I'm so tired!

His brain was no longer able to think; he could only mechanically control his body to walk forward.

"Wow, Tom, you have amazing willpower. This is the first time I've ever seen someone walk such a long distance after being petrified."

Tom moved his lips, but couldn't say anything.

Behind him was a cold, damp ditch.

It would be too filthy for someone to petrify and collapse in such a place.

Tom can't accept it!

Even if I were to turn to stone, I would have to find a clean place.

Tom's legs had stiffened, but his fingertips twitched.

Silent spellcasting.

Stones were piled up behind Tom, forming a stone bed, which he then lay down on.

I felt my lower limbs gradually losing sensation.

Then to the waist, chest, upper body...

Tom closed his eyes, waiting for the petrification to begin.

He couldn't help but get a little excited.

I wonder if I'll wake up to find myself in a very long time.

If... this period of time exceeds a week, what if... Hermione, having traveled through time, is completely confused and ends up returning to her body?

……

Silence, deathly silence, utter silence!

Tom suddenly opened his eyes.

Instinctively, Tom looked at his hands.

It can move, and its brain can still function.

But... this is my own body.

It's just that it's somewhat transparent... well, very transparent, just like those ghost professors in Hogwarts.

Like Professor Ghost?

Tom's brain seemed to freeze.

Damn the Mirror of Erised! Am I dead?!

You promised you wouldn't die!

Mirror of Eris, damn you, sage...

"Teacher, what are you doing here? Wait, how did I get here?" Tom belatedly realized he was in the realm of the dead. "Wasn't I dead?"

“Who said you were dead…” The witch patted her forehead, somewhat speechless. “You were just petrified, and then I saw you were getting bored over there, so I brought your soul here.”

“The Mirror of Eris really went too far this time. I’ll teach him a lesson for you later. He could have used a safer method, such as putting the basilisk to sleep and then sealing the chamber.”

Tom: "..."

"But since you've already turned to stone, I'm also curious, what would happen if... your soul were thrown back into your original body?"

Tom raised an eyebrow: "Teacher, which body are you talking about?"

"Of course it's Hermione's body. Hermione is using your body. Do you think I would pull her out and put you inside?"

You must understand, coming to the realm of death is essentially just a form of teleportation magic, only this time it transforms the teleportation of the body into the teleportation of the soul. Now, close your eyes.

"At least let me stay here for a while before I go back..."

"I'll bring you over for dinner tonight, don't worry." The witch smiled. "It's just a simple little experiment, don't worry, don't worry..."

You don't need to be afraid; every qualified wizard will experiment on himself.

Otherwise, where do you think my four arms came from? Do you see any other wizards with four arms?

"Teacher, wait..."

However, a blue light had already appeared in front of Tom.

Chapter 141 One Body, Two Souls

Let's go back to the morning.

After Hermione and Tom parted ways.

Hermione was accompanied by two clingy friends—Misha and Isabel.