Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Levitation Spell!

Flitwick's pupils snapped open.

No wonder the Sorting Hat hesitated for 10 minutes!

Good heavens, is this something a first grader can do?

"Great job, kid! Ravenclaw Academy gets 5 points!"

Li Su and Terry admired him even more.

……

the other side.

“Very good, Miss Granger, you did a great job. Gryffindor, add 5 points!” Professor McGonagall nodded at Hermione’s performance.

First year... no, even if you include second year and some third year students, there are probably very few who can do better than Hermione.

Hermione was different from the other children. It seemed that she wasn't just pretending when she wrote to him during the holidays; he could tell at a glance that she was a serious student.

Of course, this is because Professor McGonagall was unaware that there was another freak in the first year—Tom Riddle.

Tom's skills have now surpassed those of the previous Tom, at least within the same age group.

In a way, you could say that Tom surpassed Voldemort!

After class, Hermione quickly packed her things, gathering the books and wand on the table into her arms in a few swift movements, and hurried out the door.

"Hermione, wait!" Ron and Harry were struggling to catch up.

"Hermione, how come you run so fast?" Ron was a little out of breath. He didn't understand why his physical fitness was not as good as a girl's.

“I’m very anxious!” Hermione said.

After leaving the classroom, Hermione began to gaze into the distance.

Harry wanted to say something, but realizing that Hermione's mind wasn't on them, he silently swallowed his words.

"Tom—!!!" Hermione found the person she was looking for and quickened her pace to squeeze through the crowd.

Harry saw it, and a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, but he still forced himself to walk over.

He didn't know why Hermione and Tom were so close.

Logically speaking, Hermione and Tom are just friends, and he and Hermione are also friends, so they shouldn't have these kinds of feelings.

But perhaps it's because Hermione is so beautiful—she really is beautiful, Harry rarely sees anyone who can bring out all the best in her.

Hermione's hair must be regularly styled and maintained, and her face is very delicate. Apart from her two front teeth, which are not very attractive, Harry can't find any fault with her.

Strictly speaking, Harry felt that Hermione disliked Tom more, but it was precisely this "uniqueness" that made him feel a little sour.

"Tom!"

Hermione grabbed Tom's arm: "This is my schedule, you know, it's almost time."

"Oh—ah?" Tom's calm expression suddenly changed drastically, and he unusually lost his composure. "Hermione, do you know that we only have five classes a week?"

“Oh? I know.” Hermione nodded. “Let me see your schedule.”

"My schedule isn't important; what's important is your schedule. Why are there 20 classes on it?"

Ron finally caught up and said from the side, "If it weren't for the fact that Hermione only had enough time to choose 20 classes, she would have even used up her weekends and evenings."

“Come with me first.” Hermione pulled Tom aside, even avoiding Ron and Harry.

"I remember I need to see Professor McGonagall this weekend, don't forget!"

Tom was indignant: "How could you take up someone else's weekend time? Weekends are very precious to professors!"

"Oh right, I also need to see Professor Snape this weekend—or rather, every day. I'll write a schedule and put it by my bedside when I get back; remember to look at it."

"Is that a lot?" Hermione felt a surge of nervousness; she felt she had already tried her best.

But—standing in front of her was the champion.

“Not many.” Tom shrugged. “I didn’t take a single elective. You know I don’t waste time doing things that don’t make sense.”

However, I will use the remaining time to study Charms, Herbalism, Potions, and Fantastic Beasts. I will try to contact a professor in the next couple of days.

As for the schedule... it'll probably be similar to a holiday, or maybe even busier.

Are we going to get even busier?

Even busier than during the holidays?

Chapter 20 Hermione: I Want to Improve Too! (3.5k long chapter)

"But didn't you not choose any courses?" Hermione had a feeling that she was about to be in trouble.

She did have expectations.

After a busy day of classes, I would take a nice shower, drink a glass of milk, and finally lie in bed to enjoy my last extracurricular reading – "The Wizard of Oz and the Wolf".

That was Mr. Lockhart's work.

Hermione is enjoying this kind of life.

But she knew what Tom meant by "busy".

His lack of time likely refers to the fact that he could only eat two hamburgers for dinner and then had no energy to do anything except sleep after returning to his dorm at night.

This is the kind of busyness Tom was talking about.

“You just said you were going to try and build a good relationship with the professor, could it be that…” Hermione suddenly grabbed Tom’s shoulders, “Tom, tell me, how many times a week should I see Snape?”

"Starting from four hours."

"weekly?"

“Every day,” Tom corrected the other person, a smug smile playing on his lips. The sunlight shone on Tom, revealing his radiant smile perfectly.

Hermione felt the world was somewhat gloomy.

The towering branches cast shadows, enveloping Hermione completely, as she muttered the word over and over.

"Every day, every day, every day..."

Four hours a day?

I'll die, I really will die!

"Tom, no!" Hermione grabbed him. "You can't do this, I beg you!"

This was the first time Hermione had bowed her head to Tom.

"Perhaps we can be frank with Professor Snape, Tom, you'll agree, won't you?"

“No, I will refuse.” Tom pushed Hermione away. “Hermione, have you thought about what will happen to the other professors if Professor Snape finds out about this? Are you going to tell them too?”

How are we supposed to teach when all the professors know? We'll become the odd ones out in the whole school, and the boys will know they have a roommate who turns into a girl every week.

And your roommate will definitely ostracize me, and in the worst-case scenario... we might end up sharing a dorm room.

“Then I’d rather take Professor Snape’s Potions class,” Hermione answered without hesitation, her eyes hardening.

"?"

"What's wrong with you living with me?" Tom said through gritted teeth, indignantly.

"What would you think if you watched me walk into the bathroom?" Hermione asked in a low voice, a blush creeping across her face.

I definitely can't imagine that scene!

If the two of them lived in the same dormitory, when they swapped bodies... she would watch Tom control her body to go into the bathroom, and when he came out, his hair was wet and he had changed his clothes!

She wants to die!

Tom hesitated for a moment when asked about Hermione's dilemma: "Shall we shower together? Perfect, I can teach you how boys shower."

"Get out!" Hermione couldn't take it anymore, shoving Tom. "Lunchtime is here! You! Should! Go! Eat! Lunch!"

Tom was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and turned back: "By the way, Hermione, you can start preparing now."

"Prepare?"

"Yes, it's homework for Charms class. Please, you don't want to be punished by the kind Professor Flitwick next week for not handing in your homework, do you?"

Hermione: "???"

"asshole!"

Hermione's curses faded into the crowd.

Ron and Harry only dared to approach Hermione after Tom left.

Hermione crouched in the shade of a tree, hugging her knees, her face... not looking well.

"Hermione?" Ron asked, puzzled. "What did you just say to Tom? Your face is as red as a monkey's bottom, and I even saw you cry."

“I didn’t cry!” Hermione gritted her teeth. “Besides, your hair looks redder than a monkey’s bottom!”

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!

"Harry, did I say something wrong?" Ron asked sheepishly, scratching his head.

"Huh?" Harry suddenly realized—he had been thinking about the last scene before Hermione and Tom parted ways.

That scene was indeed somewhat easy to misunderstand.

Hermione grabbed Tom's hand, and suddenly tears welled up in her eyes again, as if she were pleading. Less than a minute later, Hermione suddenly blushed...

Harry was more curious than ever about what the two of them had said.

Hermione wiped her face: "We should go eat too."

After finishing her meal... no, after waking up from her afternoon nap, she was going to find Professor McGonagall.

Tom has already made her so sad, she can't let Tom be too comfortable!

……

"Tom!" Hagrid opened his arms and gave Tom a big hug. "I didn't expect you to come see me. This is... something you brought for me?"

"Yes, I was worried that you didn't dare to eat your fill in the cafeteria again."