Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Isabel stared expressionlessly at Hermione, who had walked right into her trap.

Although she had never played Wizard's Chess before, she could tell from the game that Hermione was completely outmatched by Tom and had no chance to fight back.

Instead of hoping Hermione wins, we should hope a meteorite falls and smashes their wizard chessboard to pieces.

Tom yawned: "Okay, that's enough."

"Our war isn't over yet!" Hermione, like a gambler, wanted to seize the last chance. She felt that as long as she won one round against Tom, she could press her advantage and show Tom how powerful she was.

But Tom didn't give her that chance. He yawned and headed towards the dormitory, leaving Hermione alone facing the chessboard.

how can that be possible?

Who did Tom learn Wizard Chess from?

Soon, Hermione found out who Tom had learned it from.

Draco was strolling leisurely around the school when he saw Hermione, so he changed his direction and walked over to her.

"Hey Hermione, good evening. Are you playing wizard chess? Need an opponent? Want to play with me..."

Hermione suddenly looked up and glared at Draco: "You know how to play wizard chess?"

"Of course, I taught Tom how to play Wizard's Chess. As nobles, we have to learn all the social games and entertainments of wizards. I learned Wizard's Chess when I was very young."

"What do you mean—you taught Tom to play Wizard's Chess! You played with Tom? When did you teach him?"

“It’s… his first week staying at my house.” Draco was a little confused; he didn’t know why Hermione seemed so angry.

Draco saw Hermione angrily slam her hand on the chessboard, then turn and walk away.

……

the next day.

Tom found Garo early in the morning, and they went back to the Momo Mountains together.

On the way back, Gara was still a little reluctant to leave Hogwarts.

It wasn't that Galo liked life at Hogwarts, it was just that—for the first time, she felt that life was so simple; all she had to do was lie there and wait for the other young wizards to feed her.

Those foolish wizards seemed to adore her. Whether it was morning or night, someone would always bring snacks and place them in front of her dragon head, then gently stroke her arm a couple of times, with an expression as if they were touching Merlin…

As a dragon, Gara didn't find her scales to be particularly comfortable to the touch.

"Tom, when are you going back to school next?" Galo asked Tom.

"What's wrong? Are you interested in Hogwarts?"

“Hmm…” Gara murmured, “There is some, not much, just a little bit. This place gives me a strange feeling. The students at the school seem stupid… of course, not including you.”

I don't know what they're thinking, it's quite amusing.

What's even more interesting is that they always bring me a lot of food. I feel like I don't need to look for food in the mountains at all. Whenever I'm hungry, I just come to Hogwarts and I can quickly return with a full stomach." Galo's tone was full of excitement.

Tom smiled and said, "This method can only be used once or twice; it won't work if you use it too many times."

Humans are always curious about new things, but over time, all curiosity fades.

"Is a year a long time?" Galo asked rhetorically.

"I think the best you can hope for is that they'll feed you for a week."

A week?

Galo sighed.

That's still too short.

Even a year is but a fleeting moment in Jialuo's eyes, and a week is even less... just the time it takes her to sleep.

Back in the Momo Mountains, Tom rolled up his sleeves.

He's going to start focusing on cracking the language.

We must decipher the dragon rune magic as soon as possible, and then... take a good look at what kind of magic is hidden inside.

Tom pulled out a large backpack.

He came with determination this time.

He wouldn't leave the cave until he deciphered it himself!

……

The winter snowflakes gradually fall, spreading their chill every day.

Until spring arrives.

The snow on the road surface melted in the warmth, and the spring sunshine carried a chilly warmth. Some flowers in the Momo Mountains sprouted from the ground, but the hibernating species had not yet awakened.

They are still waiting, waiting for a warmer season to arrive.

until...

August.

Under the blazing sun, the chill of winter was nowhere to be seen, and Tom had already changed into a short-sleeved shirt.

He cast a cleansing spell on himself, but still felt somewhat uncomfortable, so he plunged into a cold spring in the mountains to cleanse his body.

Tom breathed a long sigh of relief as he felt the comfort of the water droplets against his skin.

His hair has grown longer than before.

He now resembles a medieval knight—his resolute face shows no sign of cowardice, and his muscles are bulging.

It's no exaggeration to say that even the medieval knights weren't as strong as Tom.

Unfortunately, he wasn't wearing armor, but a wizard's robe, and there was no longsword that knights were proud of at his waist, only a wand—although Tom hadn't used this wand in a long time.

Back in the cave, Tom tugged at his collar and unbuttoned the top few buttons.

"Tom, if you really can't take it anymore, you should rest for a while." Galo yawned; she felt Tom was still working too hard.

Tom spent more than half a year working on these magical projects.

This was the first time Galo had ever seen someone so interested in magic.

And surprisingly, he showed no signs of going mad; it seemed that Tom's love for magic was simply pure enjoyment.

This is something even Merlin couldn't do back then.

Merlin had become somewhat obsessed with magic; his bloodshot eyes and constantly muttering lips were a testament to his descent into madness.

Tom, on the other hand, seemed to treat this as part of his daily routine.

He'd be happier if he learned something, but if he didn't, it was just a normal thing.

“If you continue like this, you’ll end up like Merlin back then,” Gara couldn’t help but say. “Life is full of regrets, and I have many regrets too. Look, I didn’t get anything when I went to Hogwarts last time, and those students aren’t interested in me anymore.”

Tom laughed and said, "You can go to Hogwarts again after September. New students will arrive then, and since they haven't seen you before, they'll give you good things."

As for these things now... you seem to go to Hogwarts twice a month, right? Everyone's used to it, so of course they don't find anything new or interesting about you.

"Apart from Misha, that little one, she always brings you lots of food."

Galo nodded: "Misha is a good girl. Why don't you marry Misha, Tom? I'll come to your house every week and stay for a week."

Tom: "...I remember you sleep for a week each time, and you're awake for a week as well?"

“Yes.” Galo nodded.

So you mean you want to come to my house to eat whenever you wake up, and then leave after you're done eating?

Galo: "...It's fine if you don't leave. I can find a place to sleep near your house."

Where did this pig come from!

Tom ignored Galo, pursed his lips, and then looked at the ancient characters on the wall.

He was able to understand it.

"Galo, leave the cave entrance. I'm going to use this magic. I'm afraid I might accidentally hurt you... You know, I don't know how powerful this magic is. I can only try it."

"You've already learned it?" Gara stood up straight from the ground. "Wait a minute, I need to use magic on the volcano, otherwise it will erupt!"

Merlin learned magic and used it, causing volcanic lava to scatter and nearly destroying the Alps.

Galo became more nervous than ever before. She asked, "You're in the center of the volcano. Could you die instantly after using magic?"

“I don’t think so…” Tom’s lips twitched slightly. “Besides, I don’t think this magic is that powerful. It’s probably just that Merlin saw something he couldn’t see, so… he broke down.”

This is just a teleportation spell.

The destination of the transfer was... a string of dragon runes, runes that even Gara couldn't understand, so Tom naturally didn't know either.

All I know is that it's a very mysterious place.

So mysterious... that it doesn't belong to this world!

Tom was muttering a spell to himself.

Galo kept her distance from Tom, not daring to approach him, but also afraid that something might happen to Tom.

If something happens to Tom, at least I can pick him up and take him away!

As for these volcanoes and these dragon patterns?

Those are all minor matters.

As long as Tom is around, she won't have to worry about food for at least two hundred years, and she'll also have someone to chat with, which is what Galo wants most.

Galo saw it; an aura of death surrounded Tom.

A huge black dragon head hovered above Tom's head; the dragon head looked different from his own.

The black dragon's two claws kept approaching Tom's neck, trying to crush that delicate neck.

But Tom turned around and glared at him.

Under Tom's indifferent gaze, the black dragon turned into a wisp of smoke and vanished.

Transfer magic, transfer magic never seen before.

Tom felt a surge of excitement.

He was somewhat excited, no, he should be said to be extremely excited!