Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Upon entering his office, which was empty, Snape rummaged through a drawer and tossed out a book.

"The things you left in the dorm."

It was that book, "Advanced Potion Making," with the familiar signature at the bottom: Half-Blood Prince.

"You're so forgetful. If you weren't so careless, I would definitely deduct 20 points from Ravenclaw."

"Thank you for your kindness." Tom bowed slightly and took the book from the table.

Tom glanced at it and noticed something was different—it seemed to have some extras compared to what he had seen before.

There are too many comments that shouldn't exist.

"What are you still standing here for? Are you going to pollute the air in my office with your disgusting griffin smell?"

"Professor Snape, I'll be going now. See you tonight."

"I don't have time this week, so go to the potions lab by yourself. I won't be back at school until next week. If I come back next week and find that you've wasted the herbs, Tom, I'll skin you alive and let you experience what a magical creature the Whomping Willow is like!"

This is the second time Professor Snape has mentioned magical creatures.

“I will not let you down.” Tom remained kind. “Professor Snape, there is one more thing I would like to ask you for help with.”

Tom was a little embarrassed and didn't even dare to look Snape in the eye, putting on a weak and timid appearance—Tom knew that Snape was most susceptible to this.

Weak, pitiful, and helpless, yet still trying hard to be liked.

"Tom, you're getting a little too big for your britches."

"Professor, please forgive my rudeness, but... I just feel that you are the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. I know... you actually really like Defense Against the Dark Arts and you're very good at it. I think what Professor Quirrell teaches..."

"Well, perhaps I'm just too slow to understand his lessons."

For once, Professor Snape paused.

He stared directly at Tom, his lips pressed tightly together: "Tom, I didn't expect you to be this kind of student. Now, get out of my office right now!"

Tom left the office.

After Tom left, Professor Snape suddenly chuckled in his seat.

Quirrell?

He doesn't know anything about Defense Against the Dark Arts!

But if Tom said that, doesn't that mean this Defense Against the Dark Arts class was terrible?

Or did Tom find out something?

Snape didn't dwell on it any longer, because he had to rush to another class.

It was his "favorite" "breakthrough" course!

"Gryffindor loses 10 points!"

"Gryffindor loses 10 points!"

"Gryffindor loses 10 points!"

“Gryffindor…”

After one class, the Gryffindor students were completely dumbfounded.

Hermione was the most dull-witted.

She finally understood why Tom had said, "Professor Snape is a good man."

Indeed, in his presence, that person was truly a good person!

Professor Snape would at most scold Tom a couple of times, and then patiently guide him—at least that's what Tom thought.

But once in the classroom, Hermione felt that even breathing was wrong.

They were just making mistakes because the ingredients weren't chopped finely enough. These were all forgivable errors, but in Professor Snape's words, it was just two words.

Points deducted!

“Harry, I think Professor Snape might have a problem with you…” Ron asked in a low voice.

All three of them could see that Professor Snape was deliberately picking on Harry.

Have you offended Snape before?

Harry shook his head without hesitation and said, "I've never seen him before... Well, no, I met him once at school, and he complimented me on my beautiful eyes."

"Are you sure he's praising you?" Hermione asked abruptly. "Professor Snape never praises people; he only deducts points harshly, just like today."

Harry couldn't argue: "Maybe... Hermione, are you free tonight? We'd like to go see Hagrid."

"Tonight? Sorry, I'm a bit busy." She had a private tutoring session with Professor McGonagall tonight.

"But if you find anything interesting, you can tell me, and I'll make time... well, as much time as possible."

Harry forced a smile: "Of course."

Harry's expression turned slightly somber after Hermione left.

“Hey, Harry, don’t be like this.” Ron said helplessly, “Harry, you shouldn’t be so down. You have to remember that you are the legendary boy who survived a great calamity.”

Your parents left you a large sum of money, which you can use to do many things—even if you don't become a great wizard in the future, which is of course impossible.

And we've also discovered the secret of Cerberus, haven't we?

Hogwarts has two forbidden areas: one is the room in the third-floor corridor, and the other is the Forbidden Forest.

These two places are absolutely off-limits.

But by chance, Harry, Hermione, and Ron accidentally entered the room and discovered a three-headed dog.

The three-headed dog seemed to be standing on a trapdoor, as if guarding something...

This is the biggest secret they discovered.

It was also the matter that Harry and his friends were going to ask Hagrid about, concerning the three-headed dog.

"Thank you, Ron. I feel much better." Harry took a deep breath and composed himself.

"It's alright, let's go." Ron patted Harry on the back.

……

a few days later.

"Harry, don't you think Hermione's been acting a little strange lately?"

“A little,” Harry nodded. “I feel much more cheerful than before.”

Ron added, "She speaks better than before. Could it be... Hey Harry, haven't you heard that once a girl has a crush on someone, she becomes a completely different person?"

"No way? By the way, where did Hermione go? Didn't she already finish her afternoon classes?"

"She said she was going to the potions lab, but I don't know what she likes about Snape."

The Potions Lab.

"No, no, this is wrong! All the steps are wrong. Can't you just follow the notes step by step?" Tom said, hands on his hips.

"Don't use my body to do those kinds of movements, people will think I'm a primary school student!"

That's right, Tom and Hermione have switched back to each other now.

"So what? If the school didn't forbid it, I'd like to take off my wizard robes too. If you keep going like this... Hmph, Professor Snape will call you a troll when he gets back."

He would say, "Tom! How could you be so stupid? Even trolls are smarter than you!"

"I know!" Hermione exclaimed helplessly, jumping up and down in frustration. "I know, but... but it's really hard, and I'm exhausted after a long day. I went to class in the morning, went to see Professor Hagrid at noon, and then went to see Professor Sprout... and now I have to make potions here. Tom, I haven't had a break for days!"

My goodness, what grade level is this potion knowledge? It doesn't feel like first grade at all.

Tom smiled and said, "Congratulations on getting it right. As a reward, you'll do all of this well today. This is something you learn in fifth grade."

"Fifth grade?" Hermione's mouth dropped open.

It's important to know that Potions is only taught for five years at Hogwarts.

In other words, they've only been in school for a little over a week, and Tom has already almost mastered all of Potions.

How can you be so fast?

"Fast? I've gotten this far thanks to my own hard work and sweat. And don't think that the knowledge in school is a lot. It's just a small step into potion studies. Watch carefully, I'll demonstrate it for you again!"

Just as Tom was about to get started, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

A young girl pushed open the door and entered.

The face was of Asian descent, and the girl was very beautiful, the most beautiful girl Hermione had ever seen, or at least Hermione thought she was more beautiful than herself.

Hermione, there you are!

Looking for me? I don't know... Tom?

"Senior, you're here! Wait a moment while I teach him how to make this potion," Tom greeted her.

Cho Chang is a second-year student in Ravenclaw, whom Tom met by chance.

Cho Chang is one of the most beautiful girls at Hogwarts. She already has a beautiful face even before she's fully grown up. Once she's fully grown... Tom thinks that her eyes will become the object of countless boys' dreams.

“You are… Tom Riddle! I know you. Professor Snape and Professor Sprout always mention you in class. They say you are a genius among the first-year students. You can learn anything in no time. Hello, my name is Cho Chang. I am a second-year student at Ravenclaw House, just like you.”

"Hello..." Hermione stammered.

This feeling was unpleasant. Zhang Qiu praised Tom to her, while the person in question was laughing happily to herself.

Laugh, laugh, what are you laughing at!

"Senior, how did you and Hermione meet?"

"Oh, we met in an elective class. You two are both very smart. It's a pity Hermione isn't from our Ravenclaw house, otherwise it would be very interesting."

Hermione gave Tom a fierce look.

"So you came to see Hermione for..."

"Hey, what are you doing interfering with us, you big man? Move aside, move aside, and watch carefully." Tom smacked Hermione on the head. "First, you have to..."

Ten minutes later, Tom left Hermione alone in the potions lab and left with Cho Chang.