Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

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the other side.

Galo seemed to treat the school as a place to rest, finding a secluded corner to lie down and curl up.

Food was laid out around her, and everyone who came to touch her would put food on the ground before touching her.

The students didn't leave until class started.

Hearing footsteps, Galo opened her eyes and saw Tom walking up to her.

Gara yawned: "Humans are actually quite interesting, um... I mean, wizards are quite interesting. Look, I got so much food."

Tom smiled and said, "There are many wizards in the world, and not every wizard is evil. But it might not be fair for me to say this to you. I just hope that you, Gara, can open your eyes."

When facing an evil wizard, strike without hesitation; when facing kind wizards... try to befriend them.

Garo pondered for a moment: "I understand. You mean I should go and take care of that wizard named Lockhart. Wait for me."

That's not what I meant!

Tom held onto Galo, preventing her from taking off.

Leaning against Gara, Tom sighed: "Actually, sometimes I quite like the life at Hogwarts. It's reassuring and comfortable."

pity……"

"What's a pity?" Galo asked, puzzled.

"It's a pity I'm too talented; everyone's joys and sorrows are different."

"That's really infuriating, but I can't find a point to refute it."

Tom smiled and said, "Perhaps we won't be able to leave until tomorrow. I have a wizard duel with Lockhart tonight."

Galo: "Wizard duels? That's from so many years ago, but it sounds interesting. I'd like to see one, is that alright?"

"of course."

Chapter 113 Tom: I Don't Need a Wand (4k)

There's still some time before evening.

During this time, Gara didn't plan to sleep. She closed her eyes, and her big tail swayed slightly behind her.

For her, the time it takes to get a good night's sleep isn't measured in "hours".

Tom said he goes out once a week, and each trip lasts for a week.

That week was just enough time for Galo to take a nap.

Jialuo had just closed her eyes, wanting to enjoy a quiet life.

But then the annoying guy came again.

Galo opened his eyes and looked at an old man with a white beard in front of him.

“Dumbledore? It’s you.” Galo glanced at him and then turned her head away.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

“I don’t really want to meet you,” Gara said bluntly, giving Dumbledore no face at all.

"Heh... I'm quite happy to see you're still alive, and now it seems you've found your friends?" Dumbledore leaned against a tree, looking at Gara. "When I first met you, you weren't quite this... grown up, were you?"

"Your imagination." Galo yawned, not wanting to continue talking to Dumbledore, and brushed him off.

"I don't think my eyes are mistaken."

Galo: "Then you're mistaken. More than a hundred years have passed. Back then, you were just a little kid. Humph, if you wander into the Alps again next time, I might just eat you up."

"It has now been renamed the Momo Mountains, Galo."

Gara ignored him, and even stopped wagging her tail.

Galo remembered what had happened back then.

After all, in all her years in the Momo Mountains, meeting a single person was a very novel thing for Galo, and she could remember almost everyone she had ever met.

"Galo, Tom...did he see those things?"

When Tom was mentioned, Galo became interested and raised her head proudly: "Of course, and he's not like you, a fake genius. He's currently learning the magic above."

"The power of death has no effect on him?" Dumbledore asked.

“The power of death?” Gara shook his head. “I never said that it was the power of death. It’s just that you are afraid of death, so you are not worthy to watch the magic above. But Tom… he has nothing to be afraid of, so of course he is qualified.”

Dumbledore showed a hint of envy.

He had tried to learn the magic on the wall back then.

But I didn't have that kind of luck; just one glance was enough to make my heart clench.

"Tom...has he learned it?"

"Who knows? Okay, don't disturb my sleep. By the way, is Tom going to have a magical duel with that guy... Lockhart? I think that's the name. Try to let me see it too."

A smile appeared on Dumbledore's weathered face: "I will."

Galo has changed too.

Dumbledore remembered that when he first saw Gara, she almost killed him.

That was the closest Dumbledore ever came to death.

……

Time passes little by little.

Tom wandered around the school for a long time.

They chat here and there.

Tom went back to his dorm room for a quick look and was pleased to find that it hadn't been defiled by Terry and Lee Sue, at least his bed hadn't been used as a storage room.

Misha and Shadow are living a good life too.

Misha was very happy with Professor Sprout and made some progress in various areas.

The shadow is even better. There's even a rumor going around the school that Professor Snape has an illegitimate daughter named Isabel.

……

Soon, it was evening.

After dinner, instead of leaving the cafeteria to return to their dormitories, the students flocked into a large lobby.

Everyone scrambled to get a seat in the front row.

Tonight, a wizard duel will take place here!

And one of the contestants... was already standing on it.

Professor Lockhart was somewhat nervous... or rather, extremely nervous!

He could feel the sweat on his palms as he held the wand.

Even so, we cannot back down!

The children were all watching him, and if he bowed his head at that moment, everyone would know what kind of person Lockhart was.

He tried to escape, but Galo was watching him constantly; he couldn't escape.

There was no other way but to bite the bullet and go for it.

At this moment, Lockhart only hoped that Tom wouldn't be so strong in his defense against dark magic, at least giving him a slight chance to win.

Gripping the wand tightly, the hands of the clock slowly turned, and the students almost filled the entire hall.

The students were speaking loudly enough to reach Lockhart's ears.

"I heard Lockhart is going to have a wizarding duel with Tom tonight?"

"Yes, yes, I think Tom will win."

"Tom? I actually have a higher opinion of Lockhart, after all, Lockhart is a legendary..."

The people next to them turned around and looked at the person who had just spoken: "Haven't you taken Defense Against the Dark Arts class yet? I mean Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"Yes, our first defense lesson is tomorrow..."

"That's not your fault. Once you've taken his class, you'll know how shameless he is."

The student was still unaware of what he had done wrong. In those two short sentences, he could sense that the kindness of his classmates towards him had suddenly turned into malice, and then suddenly changed again. Now, the way they looked at him was somewhat...pity.

"Is Lockhart's course really that annoying?"

"In the first period, we did a whole test paper, and the content of the test paper was all about himself. In the second period, we listened to him brag about himself. He spent the entire period bragging about himself!"

"..."

"Last time, Lockhart captured some goblins and released them right out of the classroom. He wanted us to deal with them, but what happened? It was our first time facing those creatures, so of course we couldn't do anything. Guess what Lockhart did? He ran away!"

Lockhart was above, and he heard everything clearly.

Lockhart heard every word of the children's discussion about him.

do not talk!

Lockhart clenched his fist.

He hoped the students would stop their absurd chatter.

Anyone who has read his own books knows how great he is.

Nobody knew he was a fraud!

The only thing that was known... was that giant dragon.

Lockhart remembered that when the dragon looked at him, it said something, saying that it wasn't that strong and wasn't a powerful wizard.

Suddenly, a sound pierced Lockhart's ears like a sharp blade scraping against a wall.

"Do you think Professor Lockhart might be a fraud, or that he's not actually that great..."

"Who knows? It's very possible. Anyway, we'll know once Tom gets here and we see them fight."