Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

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After class, Hermione hurriedly left the classroom.

She needs to prepare in advance!

Something seemed to have happened yesterday when they were heading to Hogsmeade Village; everyone was looking at them with longing and anticipation.

"Hermione, I heard you're going to the Christmas Ball in two weeks?" Harry replied.

The envy and longing in her eyes suddenly gave Hermione a sense of pride.

But he quickly realized that he didn't know how to dance.

“Yes… that’s how it is.” Hermione coughed. “I heard that you can also come to the ball, but you can’t come up and dance with us.”

"Ron and I will go. Hermione, have you found a dance partner yet?"

Hermione gets angry just thinking about it.

Her dance partner was Tom Riddle, a shameless villain who was almost too handsome to be human!

"I have to go, I'm in a hurry, thank you." Hermione, clutching the book in her arms, hurried on without looking back.

Who in the school can dance?

"Granger." Hermione was called again.

Malfoy was as flamboyant as ever, his blond hair swept back to reveal his shiny forehead.

I heard you're going to the ball.

“Yes!” Hermione said without any politeness. “So, is there something you need?”

Malfoy, unusually, didn't retort to Hermione, but instead asked hesitantly, "Hmm... I guess you haven't found a dance teacher yet, maybe I could..."

You could even teach Hermione to dance!

"Thank you, but it's not necessary! I'll find it."

"No, no, no." Malfoy quickly changed his tune when he saw that his plan had failed. "I mean, I mean... you know, our Malfoy family is a small wizarding family. I mean I know a very good dance teacher. Maybe she can teach you."

Hermione's expression softened: "You're not lying to me?"

"The Malfoy family never lies!" Malfoy puffed out his chest. "Ahem, tomorrow... no, at noon, I'll bring that teacher here."

He spoke haltingly, and avoided looking Hermione in the eye, as if he were running away from something.

"Huh? Malfoy, why are you helping me?"

"It's just a simple repayment! I don't want others to know that the Malfoy family children are ungrateful people. I'll contact you at noon!"

strangeness.

Hermione sighed, feeling that every time she switched identities with Tom, a lot of inexplicable things would happen around her.

First, he made a new friend—senior Zhang Qiu, and then there was Malfoy's strange behavior.

……

In the afternoon, Malfoy actually found Hermione a dance teacher.

She was a woman dressed in very luxurious clothes; the price of the clothes was unknown because of the gold-trimmed silk. Her hair was styled in an updo and had been carefully maintained. Standing in front of Hermione in a pair of high heels, she exuded the air of a distinguished noblewoman.

“Hello, Miss Granger.” The woman lifted her skirt and bowed slightly. “I am Noahton Elizabeth.”

"Hello, Ms. Elizabeth." Hermione imitated her, lifting the hem of her wizard's robe and bowing.

“You need to raise your palms a little higher, Miss Granger. Also, don’t bend over too much. You may have the opportunity to wear various gowns in the future, and bending over too much may be somewhat indecent.”

Ms. Elizabeth was very attentive and gently explained every detail to Hermione.

This is what a teacher should be like!

Professor Snape, look at Lady Elizabeth!

"My goodness, Miss Granger, your hair is so well-maintained. It seems you've put a lot of effort into it. Your skin is also better than many children I've seen... Was your lining coordinated?"

Tom helped Hermione build it...

Tom would label which pants or skirts each piece of clothing would go with, but he would often wear a wizard's robe over it, so only a careful person would notice.

“Thank you for your compliment, Miss Elizabeth…” Hermione’s cheeks flushed, and she coughed lightly. “Perhaps we may begin?”

“Of course.” Miss Elizabeth took Hermione’s hand. “Let’s learn some basic dance steps first, Miss. Please follow my movements. I will guide you.”

Five minutes later, Hermione was a little embarrassed.

"Miss Granger, you seem a little reserved?"

Hermione nodded, her gaze inadvertently glancing at Malfoy, who was watching them from the side.

Elizabeth understood and smiled as she asked Malfoy, "Master Malfoy, a lady may experience various awkward moments when she first begins learning to dance. We don't refuse to invite you to observe at formal balls, but the process..."

"I understand." Malfoy sighed, dejectedly leaving the field, giving the two of them the time.

“Miss Granger, let’s continue.”

Three hours later, Hermione had gradually mastered the social dance.

It wasn't too difficult. Of course, a big reason was that Ms. Elizabeth was taking care of her wholeheartedly, and there was another reason as well—the difference between high heels and flat shoes was huge, so Ms. Elizabeth told Hermione to try on high heels tomorrow.

Back in her dorm and lying down, Hermione realized that her calves were completely sore.

Looking at the ceiling, Hermione thought of Tom.

Tom... probably can't find a dance teacher.

Hmph, this time, I'm the one who's standing up for myself!

……

A house that grants every request.

Tom and Professor Dumbledore stood together in front of the Mirror of Erised.

"Professor Dumbledore, what do you see in the Magic Mirror?" Tom asked.

"Um...it's nothing, Tom. You asked me to bring you to the Mirror of Erised because you wanted to..."

Dumbledore's words were cut short because Tom had already started moving.

In the magic mirror, he saw himself and Hermione dancing a social dance on a huge stage, with hundreds of audience members below.

Their dance moves were so beautiful that there was absolutely no flaw in them.

This is the correct way to use the Mirror of Erised!

Who uses it to reminisce about the past?

Tom used it all to learn new knowledge!

[You have successfully completed the dance. Rating: Perfect. Social Dance +300.]

In less than an hour, Tom had gradually mastered the knack of social dancing, and his proficiency was constantly increasing.

“Tom…” Dumbledore finally spoke after Tom stopped, “You used the Mirror of Erised and this is what you made?”

“This is very important knowledge!” Tom affirmed. “Mr. Dumbledore, there will be second year, third year, fourth year... I need to go to many balls, and I must practice my dancing before that.”

You know, professor, I have many friends. Perhaps some of my less familiar friends will awkwardly approach me and ask me to be their dance partner. I need that; it will make them feel less awkward.

"What a...good boy."

Dumbledore was speechless.

Tom's heart is so pure; the Mirror of Erised can see a person's deepest desires.

Dumbledore had no idea how Tom had managed to do it. He had just met Voldemort and even fought with him, yet now his greatest desire was to perform a graceful social dance at the Christmas dinner!

"Professor, would you like to come along?"

Dumbledore: "No, no, but I can suggest you go to Professor Pomona. She would be very happy if she knew you wanted to practice ballroom dancing with her."

Professor Sprout?

I'll go see her tomorrow.

"Professor Pomona had a constant stream of dance partners at Hogwarts, and her social dancing was the best I've ever seen."

"That's wonderful! Thank you!"

The next morning, Tom found Professor Sprout and told him his request.

Unsurprisingly, Professor Sprout was overjoyed and even planned to cancel his subsequent herb classes just to give Tom a perfect Christmas.

Of course, Tom would refuse; it wouldn't suit him.

[You have successfully completed the dance. Rating: Excellent, Social Dance +500.]

[Title awarded: Dance Dreamer]

[Dance Dreamer: Wearing this title means your dance partner can keep up with your steps even if they have no prior experience.]

A week slowly passed.

morning.