Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

When the shadow saw Tom appear, it had already decided where it would end up.

She felt she couldn't possibly survive.

“Hogwarts is a great place. You can go there to study. The professors are all good people. They won’t look down on you just because you’re a shadow.”

Shadow sniffed: "What about the other students?"

"I can't guarantee that, but if anyone dares to talk behind your back or complain to you, I'll definitely shove their head into the toilet in the girls' restroom."

"My sister, Tom's sister, is someone others can gossip about?"

"You will be fired."

"No, I have a good relationship with every professor at Hogwarts, and they will definitely protect me."

"They will hate you."

“They bullied my sister, why should I forgive them?” Tom chuckled. “If they really wanted to be my friend, they wouldn’t have done this.”

Holding Shadow's hand, Tom smiled and said, "You still have plenty of time to think about your name. Now, we should enjoy the night."

Tom paused for a moment, then became serious again: "But this is only for one night. Starting tomorrow, eat well, sleep well, and absolutely do not stay up late."

"Oh." The shadow nodded.

"You can't use magic on other people, or you'll get captured and I'll be sad."

“Oh.” Shadow nodded again, her fingers curling inward as she gripped Tom’s hand tightly.

Chapter 71 Tom, want to come to my house?

Misha's shadow is even more greedy than she is.

She danced over and over again, refusing to let go no matter what.

Until a sliver of dawn appeared on the horizon.

The sun came out, and only then did the shadow reluctantly leave Tom and return to its warehouse.

Tom naturally turned and left as well.

It's only just dawn. If I get back to Hogwarts and get some sleep, I'll be perfectly ready for the ball tonight.

Before Tom could leave, two people immediately appeared and blocked his way.

"Professor Snape, Professor Dumbledore?" Tom asked in surprise. "You two stayed up all night with me too?"

“Well done, Tom.” Professor Dumbledore patted Tom on the shoulder, put his arm around him and walked forward. “But you can’t go back to school yet; it’s far too early for you to rest.”

The Ministry of Magic has contacted me three times already; you need to go to the Ministry of Magic.

Tom: "...Should I go too?"

"Of course, you must provide an explanation to the Ministry of Magic. If Misha's shadow causes any problems in the future, you will have to resolve them; otherwise, the Ministry of Magic will not give you another chance."

The Ministry of Magic has always been intolerant of any interference with Dark Magic.

Snape chimed in, "What would you do if the Ministry of Magic ever targeted Misha and her shadow?"

Tom paused for a moment, then asked the two professors, "Professors, would you like to hear the truth or a lie?"

“Just tell the truth, son, don’t worry.” Professor Dumbledore looked at Tom with anticipation.

"Transform into a British dark wizard, tear down the entire Ministry of Magic, release the prisoners of Azkaban, and whip them to seek revenge against the beasts of the Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore continued, "Every single person in the Ministry of Magic?"

“Every single one of them, at that moment, while they were still silent, was already standing opposite me.”

"Haha, you really sound like a dark wizard, but don't say that when you get to the Ministry of Magic. You don't have the power to tear the Ministry down yet."

……

Tom never expected to spend so long at the Ministry of Magic.

It was already evening when he came out.

The Minister of Magic is a rambling, incessant speaker who always uses words like "if" and "maybe".

Tom got so angry that he almost slapped him across the face.

They even made Tom stand in the very center of the Ministry of Magic like a criminal.

Tom was very angry at that moment.

He wanted to point his finger at the old bald monks of the Ministry of Magic and hurl insults at them.

If you're so capable, wait a few more years for me!

Once I graduate from Hogwarts, and Hermione becomes Minister for Magic, I'll beat you all to a pulp, inside and out. If I kill anyone, Hermione will take the blame for me!

So Tom is going to find Hermione now.

It was late at night, and although Professor Dumbledore had teleported Tom back to the school, the lights in the ballroom had already been turned off.

Mischievous Pippi was making a fuss on the side, which earned him a beating from Tom. Tom ordered Pippi to turn on the light, or he would skip all his classes for the next week, and Tom kept Pippi's head in the toilet.

Tom jumped down from the stands and saw a girl crying in the corner.

Little Hermione looked so pitiful, it was heartbreaking to see her like that.

So Tom went forward.

……

the next day.

Tom had a good night's sleep.

Hogwarts is on holiday, and it will be incredibly lively today.

But as trains leave one after another, the school will become quiet and lonely.

He looked pitiful, like a child who needed someone to keep him company.

Hogwarts is a child that's been around for thousands of years...

"Tom, we're leaving now. Do you want to come to our house to play?"

Li Su and Terry packed their things, carrying large and small bags on their shoulders, and said goodbye to Tom with smiles.

"Never mind," Tom yawned. "You guys should just keep the dorm room. That way, if I bring a girl back, she'll have a place to stay."

Li Su: "?"

Li Su, her neck flushed, cursed, "Tom, you've gone too far! Hermione has her own dorm room, how could she possibly come to your dorm to keep you company? Besides, she can't come into the boys' dorm!"

Terry patted Li Su on the shoulder: "Calm down, Hermione has to go home too."

"Oh, Tom is lying again."

Li Su breathed a sigh of relief.

It's alright now. I thought Tom and Hermione had already progressed to this point.

“So Tom might have brought someone else back,” Terry said seriously. “Did you just think Tom was going to lie? Think about it, Tom never lies to us in situations like this.”

Makes sense!

Li Su jumped onto Tom's bed in a few steps and straddled him.

"Confess! Who are you bringing back? Is it Senior Zhang Qiu?"

Tom sighed, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'm going to call Pimp into the dorm and have him mess up your bed."

Li Su immediately did a somersault and rolled off the bed.

You can't afford to offend Mischievous Ghost.

"Ahem, Tom, are you planning to go home for the holidays?"

"Let's not go back..."

Li Su asked in bewilderment, "Didn't you say before that you have a younger sister at home...? You're planning to bring her to school? That's impossible, the professors won't agree."

Tom smiled outwardly, but muttered something to himself.

You may not know this, but just yesterday, Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore both spoke up for that sister at the Ministry of Magic.

I almost flipped the table and punched someone, but Dumbledore comforted me.

Tom wondered what would have happened if he had flipped the table back then...

Professor Dumbledore dared not say that Professor Snape would definitely follow him.

Alas, Snape and I were a pair of unfortunate souls...

Tom shook his head.

What a miserable couple! Let them go eat dung together.

After getting out of bed, Tom tidied himself up, washed up, and went out wearing a new scarf.

"Hey, Tom."

Hermione, who had been waiting outside for a long time, saw Tom, patted him on the shoulder, and noticed the red scarf around Tom's neck: "Not bad. By the way, I'm going home this week, and I'm going to Ron's house next week. Ron told me that his sister was very happy to hear my name and really wants to see me."

Tom nodded: "Okay, I got it. Have a great holiday."

Suddenly, Hermione became shy. She was a little afraid to look at Tom's face, coughed twice, and turned away.

Where Tom couldn't see, Hermione's cheeks flushed slightly.

"Tom, are you going back to the orphanage for the holidays?"

"I'm not quite sure. We still have plenty of time, let me think about it some more."

If we could bring Misha over, maybe we wouldn't have to go back...

“I want to ask you… um…” Hermione reached out and tucked a curl at her temple, her fingers constantly stroking the ends of her hair.

"Hmm...would you like to come to my house?" Hermione twirled her hair even faster with her fingers.

She dared not turn around now, for fear of letting Tom see her embarrassing side.

Tom: "...To your house?"