Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Tom bowed slightly when he saw the witch waiting for him at the top of the tower.

Before the witch could speak, the Mirror of Erised had already spoken.

Tom only recently learned that the magic mirror could talk. Of course, it never spoke while at Hogwarts; it only spoke in front of the witches.

"Little Tom!" The Mirror of Eris's voice was somewhat cheerful. "Her master has found something she had lost in the world. Go and retrieve it."

My owner is always like this, so forgetful. Ugh, sorry to bother you.

“It’s not too much trouble…” Tom swallowed.

I'm fine, but someone else is going to be in trouble.

Sure enough, the witch struck the top frame of the Mirror of Erised several times with her four hands.

"What do you mean I'm forgetful! That earring was stolen from me by someone before!"

"It's all because of my stupid brother. He kept saying he was going to marry some woman, and in the end, he took the best things from me. And now, someone else has taken what they wanted and disappeared. Humph."

Tom exclaimed in surprise, "Teacher, you didn't kill that person?"

He felt that, given the witch's personality, she was truly capable of doing such a thing—don't think the witch was any kind of person.

If they were truly kind, they wouldn't have performed a magic spell that could decide life or death in an instant.

“I did have that thought,” the witch sighed, putting her four hands behind her back and gazing at the distant continent. “But I was busy with some very important things at the time.”

"By the time I finished... by the time I was done, that woman was gone, and my brother had passed away peacefully. I wasn't as powerful as I am now back then, otherwise, how could I have let someone else take my things?"

The Mirror of Eris interjected, "The master was sleeping at the time, and ended up sleeping for over three hundred years. Of course, her brother couldn't have lived that long."

More than three hundred years?

Tom's gaze suddenly became somewhat subtle.

Who can sleep for over three hundred years?

"What do you mean sleeping! Was I sleeping?!" The witch slapped the Mirror of Erised twice more. "I already told you, I was researching magic. Do you know how long it takes a wizard to research a new spell?!"

Moreover, I studied something extremely difficult—life magic—something others couldn't master even in a lifetime, but I only spent three hundred years on it!

"You're lying. Master, you only studied magic for twenty years. Then, to verify the accuracy of the magic, you slept for three hundred years. If you died, it means the magic failed. If you are still alive, it means the magic is correct."

I still remember when you woke up, you were like a house-elf, constantly looking for food from passersby..."

The Mirror of Eris dared not continue; it sensed a murderous aura.

The murderous aura emanating from the witch.

It swallowed hard. The Mirror of Eris felt that if it continued to speak, it would probably suffer another life-or-death attack, so it decisively chose to remain silent.

Life is your own.

Even a magic mirror has its own life.

Who would risk their life for no reason?

"Anyway, cough cough, little Tom, that's it." The Mirror of Eris tried to straighten its chest, but in Tom's eyes, it only made the frames stand up a little straighter. "Quickly do your master a favor. She feels it's embarrassing for her to ask you first, so she asked me to do it."

"Let's get the owner's earring back!"

Tom nodded: "But I have a problem. I didn't see the earrings you were talking about."

The contents of the Mirror of Erised flickered slightly, and after Tom blinked, he discovered that the contents of Lanier's room were now visible inside.

Lanier was holding a bright blue earring in his hand.

"This is it, but Tom, you have to be careful. This earring isn't an ordinary magical item. It contains something. Make sure no evil wizard gets his hands on it... Oh right, in your world, perhaps only Voldemort can use it. Just make sure he doesn't touch it."

Tom nodded, then asked, "Do you know where Voldemort is now?"

The Mirror of Erised shook its head: "After all, these are two different worlds. What I can see is based on you... or more precisely, on your eyes. Unless my master takes me to your world, I cannot find it. But my master is unwilling to go out. She says that Voldemort is not worth her time."

"I see."

Tom and the two returned to the real world after they parted ways.

……

After Tom left, the witch crossed her four arms in front of her chest.

"Master, didn't you say that earring was no longer needed?"

The witch nodded: "I don't need it anymore. After all, that earring only served two purposes for me."

I'm researching life magic and death magic, and those things happen to be hidden in that earring, but now... do you think I still need to research such inferior magic?

"I am death itself."

"Then why did you take that earring back?" the Eris Mirror asked, somewhat puzzled.

“I read in a book that when many students become disciples, their teachers give them a gift as a greeting gift. Everyone else gets one, so Tom should too. In any case, he is currently my student, and…” The witch’s lips curled up slightly, “I am quite satisfied with this student.”

The Mirror of Eris paused for a moment: "Master, shall I tell you another piece of news?"

Chapter 135 A Love Story in Hogsmeade Village [Part 2]

"Speak." The witch rolled her eyes; she hated it when people were secretive in front of her.

Can't you just say what you want to say?

Especially the Mirror of Erised!

Why does a magical tool I created have the right to talk to me like that?

The witch's fist hardened!

"Master... well, gifts that teachers give to their students are usually found or made by themselves. Generally speaking, there is no case like yours."

How can you expect your students to find something and then give it to them after they find it?

"You mean I should give him something else? That way, it will show that I care?"

The Mirror of Eris nodded vigorously, though it couldn't actually do the gesture: "Yes, Master!"

"Hmm... I'll have to think about it carefully. Is there anything that doesn't look expensive but is actually very valuable?"

Suddenly, the witch's gaze fell upon the Mirror of Erised.

"Owner?"

The Mirror of Erised always had a bad feeling.

She sensed that... her master was about to harm him.

……

In the present world, at an inn.

Tom vanished in a flash, then reappeared in a flash.

"Tom, when you left, Lanier took out an earring. I didn't know how to describe it in words, so I drew it..."

Tom waved his hand, interrupting Li Su: "I know, that thing belongs to... a friend of mine. I have to go get it back and cancel the plan. You guys wait for me here."

After saying that, without waiting for their response, Tom opened the door and left the room.

After Tom left, Terry pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"Li Su, what did you just hear Tom say?"

He said the thing belonged to his friend.

Terry: "...You should be able to tell that the magical item is a very ancient thing, right?"

"You can still tell that. The material used for that earring doesn't look like something from this era. And that blue gemstone... it shouldn't be a gemstone, but something else. I don't know if I'm seeing things correctly, but I've seen it in an old book at home."

If there are no errors in that ancient book, it should be the crystallization of the World Tree. During the day, the earrings will turn green, but at night, they will turn blue.

It is most beautiful at dusk, with blue and green intermingling. It is said that green is the symbol of life and blue is the symbol of death, and they blend together... It is an earring about the magic of life and death.

Who do you think Tom's friend is?

Terry shook his head vigorously: "I don't know, don't ask me, I don't know anything."

At that moment, both of them had a slight sense that there was an even more terrifying force behind Tom.

That faction wasn't as famous as Voldemort... no, it was far more famous than Voldemort!

However, no one wanted to believe that thing existed, since it was something from millions of years ago.

To understand them, you need to look at their mythology!

Is there a god behind Tom?

Terry felt a cold sweat break out on his back.

No wonder Tom has made such rapid progress.

"Do you think that if the person behind Tom makes a move, the mysterious man... that cunning and evil wizard, could disappear overnight?"

Hearing Li Su's words, Terry laughed out loud: "Make a move? She doesn't even need to make a move. Just one glance at the mysterious man and he will disappear from this world."

However… if such things exist, the mysterious person is probably just an insignificant nobody in the magical world.

……

the other side.

Tom unlocked the door with his key and then kicked it open.

"Who!" Lanier and the wizard simultaneously raised their heads to look at the person in front of them.

The wizard pointed at Tom's nose: "Where did you come from, you idiot? Don't you know that trespassing is not allowed in inns? I'll tell the Ministry of Magic tomorrow, and they'll find out you used a lock-picking charm on the door. Then you'll be..."

Neither of them noticed that Tom's right eye had now turned completely blue.

A deep, completely unfathomable azure blue.

"Cancel it," Tom said softly.

The words were on the tip of their tongues, but they couldn't utter a sound; they could only cover their throats.

Tom walked up to the male wizard and patted him twice on the face: "If killing you wouldn't cause me some trouble... I really would have liked to just do it."

The male wizard immediately chickened out.