Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Three days passed in a flash. At first, Hermione felt that there was someone in her mind, which piqued her interest.

But Hermione is now completely fed up.

Tom was already annoying enough, but now that he's moved into my head, he's even more irritating.

Whether eating or sleeping, Hermione could always hear someone chattering in her head.

Especially when taking a bath, Hermione felt like someone was watching her. Even though Tom in her mind said that he had closed his eyes tightly, Hermione still didn't believe it.

Tom didn't know what Hermione was concerned about; after all, it was his own body!

He was watching himself take a shower. Was there something wrong with him?

Hermione felt she couldn't take it anymore. She ignored Tom for two whole hours, and after lying down on the bed, she started to roll around in pain.

Tom kept nagging in her mind, so Hermione pulled the blanket up to cover her ears, trying to reduce Tom's harassment.

However, Hermione accidentally touched something hard under the bed; it seemed to be a notebook that Tom had stuffed under the bed frame.

She wouldn't have touched this thing if Tom hadn't been yelling in her head.

Out of curiosity, Hermione reached under the bed and pulled out the notebook.

"Tom, what is this?" Hermione asked Tom in her mind.

"Put it away," Tom replied with just those three words.

"It's not your diary, is it?" Hermione's smile suddenly widened. "I never thought someone like you would keep a diary. Let me see what kind of shameful things it contains."

Despite Tom's objections.

Or rather, the more Tom opposed it at this point, the more excited Hermione became.

She loved seeing Tom's angry yet helpless expression.

I've finally managed to turn the tables!

Hermione opened the notebook, but found it was empty.

How could an empty notebook possibly make Tom value it so much?

Suddenly, Hermione realized what was happening.

Does this notebook look familiar? I feel like I've seen it somewhere before.

It looks like... isn't this the notebook that Ginny bought from outside?

Hermione remembered how, when she wrote something in this notebook, new words would immediately appear on it.

Hermione thought it was Tom's prank, which is why she sent the notebook to him.

"This is your magical item. What is its purpose?"

Hermione curiously picked up a pen and scribbled on it, but the writing on the notebook disappeared in no time.

"This is amazing, Tom. What is this? I think I can use this notebook as scratch paper since the writing on it will disappear anyway."

Tom sneered inwardly.

If Voldemort knew what you were thinking, you can only imagine how angry he would be.

A mere minor wizard actually thought of using his Horcrux as draft paper!

After a while, the writing in Hermione's notebook faded, and a new line of text appeared above it.

"Tom, you're finally back! I thought something had happened to you since you hadn't shown up for so many days!"

Hermione frowned slightly as she looked at what appeared in the notebook.

Hermione: "?"

What is this thing? It doesn't look like Tom's prank.

And he even called me "Tom"?

Before Hermione could answer, the notebook started talking to itself again.

Notebook: "How much of the Avada Kedavra spell did you learn before? You should have almost mastered it by now, right? I believe in your talent. Although this spell is very difficult, as long as you are willing to study hard, you can definitely do it!"

Also, have you finished cleaning up the roosters in Hogwarts? Did you open the door to the Chamber of Secrets and see if you could find my pet inside?

Suddenly, Hermione felt as if struck by lightning.

What is this guy saying?

What about cleaning up a rooster? What about a pet in a secret room?

Could it be that... could it be that...

An idea popped into Hermione's mind.

She read in the book that the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets was Voldemort's pet.

In other words, the owner of this book, this diary, in his hands is... Voldemort?

Or perhaps, this diary is Voldemort himself!

Voldemort didn't die; instead, he possessed the body of this diary.

"Tom, why do you still keep such a dangerous thing? No, you...you even learned Avada Kedavra from him?"

That's a terrible spell; if you use it, the Ministry of Magic will put you on the wanted list!

Chapter 144 Let's go on an adventure, Tom!

Of course, Tom and Hermione are unaware that the Ministry of Magic has already issued a warrant for their arrest.

Lucius and Dumbledore kept their secret well, not revealing any information about them.

Even now, the people at the Ministry of Magic still hold daily meetings, each lasting for several hours, just to discuss when to go to Hogwarts and when to catch that prisoner!

Despite knowing nothing about the prisoner's identity, this didn't stop the group of curly-haired baboons from holding their daily meetings.

It seems like the more meetings they hold, the more likely they are to find the criminals.

"Tom, we shouldn't answer him. Voldemort is a terrifying being. If you talk to him too much, you'll be bewitched by him."

The book says that Voldemort had a group of Death Eaters.

I believe these Death Eaters were good people at first; they were corrupted by Voldemort and became Death Eaters. I can't just stand by and watch you go down the same path of no return as those Death Eaters!

Hermione's voice was strong as she firmly closed the notebook.

But the person most conflicted at this moment was not Hermione, but the notebook, Voldemort's Horcrux.

He was somewhat depressed.

That's strange...

Why does Tom, that little rascal, sometimes seem to ignore him?

Every time he writes something on it, he chats with him for at least two hours.

He didn't say anything this time, even though we hadn't seen each other for so long.

Tom's unpredictable behavior, sometimes cold and sometimes warm, made the notebook feel a little disheartened.

He was wondering whether he should continue to fawn over Tom's indifference.

Or maybe we should just ignore Tom altogether?

But if that happens, what if Tom throws him away and hides him somewhere no one will notice? What should I do then?

Before long, the notebook seemed to brighten up – someone had reopened the notebook.

At Tom's behest, Hermione began writing in her notebook.

Tom's grumbling never stopped, and now it carried a hint of slyness.

"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary laptop. Just don't listen to his nonsense. Come on, open the laptop, and I'll teach you how to use it."

Play?

Hermione thought Tom's choice of words wasn't very good, but she still listened to Tom.

She picked up her pen and wrote down whatever Tom said.

Hermione: "I've been very busy these days."

Notebook: "You are the busiest student I have ever seen. I don't think I was as busy as you when I was in second grade. But I'm curious about what you've been doing. Can you tell me?"

Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. This is a secret only the two of us know; it's a secret that belongs only to the two of us!

Voldemort's handwriting was strong and forceful, but Hermione still didn't trust him.

After all, who would believe Voldemort?

Let's forget about believing that despicable serial killer!

She preferred to believe Tom rather than Voldemort.

If Tom hadn't been mentally guiding her on how to answer, Hermione would have thrown the notebook away long ago.

Hermione: "There's a lot going on at school, you know. At this age, I have quite a few friends, and I need to talk to them from time to time and go out to play so that I can maintain my friendships."

However, these past few days, it seems the professors at Hogwarts have discovered something. Have I killed too many roosters?

The notebook remained silent for a while before answering Hermione again: "It's okay, they don't know who did it, and they would never guess the existence of the secret room."

To many, escape rooms are just a joke. Are there any other roosters left in the school?

“Yes,” Hermione wrote. “I can’t be too reckless. It would take at least a week to get rid of all the roosters. I need a whole week to clean up so I can be safe. You know, I can’t let myself get into trouble.”

That makes me feel really insecure! Also, Harry said he's been hearing some strange noises lately, do you have any clues?

“That must be my friend!” The notebook was filled with words written much faster. “My friend is probably about to wake up. I’ll take you to him after you’ve cleaned up all the roosters in the school.”

find him?

Hermione narrowed her eyes.

Of course she could tell that Voldemort was looking for him, and as for who he was looking for... it was that basilisk!

Did Tom know the Basilisk existed from this point onward?

The chicken that Tom had brought them to eat before...