Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

He felt a sense of mystery surrounding the flower field in front of him and couldn't help but look up at Tom.

Tom's teacher must have lived in a place similar to this, right?

No wonder Tom didn't seem very surprised; this must have happened to him before.

At the same time, a question that had been bothering Hermione was answered.

The reason Tom frequently left school and skipped classes without anyone noticing was probably because he also possessed that kind of teleportation magic.

If such teleportation magic were used at school, who would notice Tom leaving?

Hermione felt a pang of envy when she thought about how Tom had been exposed to these things much earlier than she had.

Hermione leaned forward, following behind Tom as if he were the Ravenclaw student.

Tom didn't notice Hermione following behind him; he was simply looking into the distance.

In the center of this flower field lies a lake, and on the lake's edge, the familiar blond man sits, holding a fishing rod in his hand.

The blond man seemed oblivious to their arrival and continued fishing, though his facial expression suggested that his catch wasn't very good that day.

Tom remembered what the witch had told him: not to ask him about his fishing, and especially not to ask about his catch that day.

Asking an Air Force veteran such a question would be a huge insult to them.

“That’s the owner of this space,” Ravenclaw explained, but he wasn’t referring to Tom; he was referring to Hermione, since Tom had already met the blond man.

Hermione nodded, then asked Ravenclaw, "What's his name?"

Ravenclaw shook his head: "Right now you are only my student, not his envoy. Only when you become his envoy will you know their names. The same goes for Tom's teacher."

So even now, Tom still doesn't know his teacher's name.

Hermione nodded, seemingly understanding, but the gist was to not dwell on it.

Anyway, he's a Ravenclaw student, not that blond guy's student.

The fisherman stopped fishing when he saw the two people who came to his place.

The blond man stepped forward, smiling, and shook Tom's hand: "Tom, long time no see. You seem to have grown taller than before?"

Tom's lips twitched: "Senior, it's been less than two days since we last met. You must be imagining things."

This person is so eager to have something in common with him that he'll say anything, even things like he's grown taller.

"So it was only a short time since we last met? I thought it had been a long time." The blond man chuckled. Then his gaze fell on Hermione next to Tom, and he pointed at her.

"This is... Tom, your friend?"

Before Tom could speak, Ravenclaw spoke up for Hermione: "He is Tom's friend and also my new student."

The blond man nodded in understanding: "That's true, Ravenclaw. It's time for you to take on students. I remember when I asked you to take on a student, you were reluctant."

But you're actually quite concerned about a little guy. Let me see..."

His gaze fell on Hermione, and in that instant, Hermione felt as if all the secrets in her heart could no longer be hidden.

Is this the power of memory magic?

Looking at the man in front of him, he knew that the other man was examining his memories.

This was clearly a very presumptuous act, but Hermione couldn't stop him. For wizards like them, even if Hermione wanted to stop him, she didn't have the power to do so.

Besides, this is someone else's property, and he might be living here from now on, so there's nothing wrong with showing him his memories.

Hermione muttered to herself, "Anyway, he's not Tom, he doesn't have that many secrets he's hiding."

The thought had barely crossed Hermione's mind when she saw a smile creep onto the blond man's lips.

The blond man's gaze lingered on Hermione for a moment, then shifted to Tom, before returning Hermione a smile that defied description.

Hermione's face turned bright red upon seeing this.

"Not bad, not bad." The blond man clapped his hands, not revealing much about Hermione's secrets. "A very good child, with talent and strength. I believe you will learn what you want to learn here."

"You should be able to help Tom in the future, just as you wish."

Hermione lowered her head slightly: "Thank you for the compliment. How should I address you?"

Even if she doesn't know the other person's name, Hermione should at least know how to address him, right?

"You can call me sir, or Memory, whatever you like." The blond man held up one finger. "From now on, Hermione, you can start learning with your new teacher, and you, Tom, come with me."

I want to see what you're capable of.

Want to see my skills?

Tom was a little puzzled, but he still followed the blond man.

As the two men left, Hermione felt a little nervous. She was worried that the blond man might try to intimidate Tom.

If the two of them fight here, wouldn't that mean this adult is bullying Tom?

After all, Tom is still just a wizard, a slightly more powerful one, while the person in front of him is already revered as a god, and Tom cannot compare to him.

“Don’t worry.” Ravenclaw saw the thought in Hermione’s eyes. “No matter what, he wouldn’t bully Tom, and their so-called contest is probably just…”

In short, now you can learn memory magic with me. This magic is difficult, and every day is precious.

Despite Ravenclaw's words, Hermione still turned her gaze toward Tom.

Seeing the goodwill emanating from the blond man, Hermione left with Ravenclaw.

……

The blond man led Tom to the lakeside and handed him a fishing rod: "Have you ever fished before?"

As he spoke, the blond man sat back down in his original spot and cast his fishing rod into the lake.

"For people like us, fishing is just a pastime."

You should have seen it from your teacher: our lives are very monotonous, and if we can't find some fun, it will become very boring.

I spend a significant amount of time here almost every day, and I mostly leave the rest to Ravenclaw.

Tom nodded. "I understand."

"The little girl you met before, she's actually quite similar to you, both of you are very talented geniuses."

"But she was delivered to me by Death herself."

Tom asked in confusion, "Teacher?"

"Yes, it was a person who was already dead, but because the Grim Reaper saw how pitiful he was and that he was so talented, he was sent to my hands."

As you can see now, he doesn't really like the boring stuff like memory magic, so he enjoys his life every day.

What I want to tell you is that no matter how powerful a wizard you become in the future, no matter how powerful the magic you learn, you must remember to find an interest that suits you.

As he spoke, the blond man lifted the fishing rod in his hand, but clearly no fish took the bait.

"Fishing is really difficult. I even tried fishing at your teacher's place, but there wasn't a single fish in his river."

That guy is really something. He's so bored every day, yet he never buys anything to amuse himself.

Tom listened to his rambling and cast his own fishing rod into the lake.

Since transmigrating, he has never been involved in fishing, a niche activity. However, in his previous life, Tom quite enjoyed fishing.

“In a sense, fishing is like learning magic; you need to have enough patience,” the blond man said, handing Tom some snacks as he spoke. “You can eat some if you’re hungry.”

"When Ravenclaw brought you here, you must have walked, right? It's not a short distance from Hogwarts to here."

Tom nodded, and just as he was about to take the snacks from the other person, he suddenly remembered what his teacher had told him.

Don't eat anything he offers you.

However, it looks like the blond man bought these from outside; he couldn't possibly make the snacks himself, could he?

Just as Tom was still wondering, the blond man spoke up: "You made it yourself, won't you try some?"

"No, thank you, sir." Without hesitation, Tom immediately refused.

If you say it's bought from outside, then I might consider it, but if you made it yourself, then forget it.

Seeing that Tom had rejected him, the blond man was not angry and continued to wait by the lake for the fish to take the bait.

"You can take a look at the notebook I gave you before. You can learn magic while fishing, which will also help you practice memory magic in the future."

Before learning memory magic, you must first ensure that you will not use memory magic to tamper with your teacher's memories in the future.

Tom exclaimed in surprise, "You can do that?"

The blond man nodded: "Of course, any one of our spells, if you practice it to the highest level, can do things you can't even imagine, including your teacher's life or death in a moment, if used on me..."

The blond man didn't continue; he just chuckled.

"But he probably didn't tell you any of that. After all, if you really used the Life and Death Technique on me, he would probably just laugh out loud. I know he's hated me for a long time."

"Using magic among us is absolutely forbidden. The consequences are extremely severe. At worst, it will erase all memories; at worst, it could lead to sudden death."

Tom nodded, indicating that he understood the seriousness of the matter.

“Also, I have a question for you.” The blond man suddenly turned his gaze to Tom, looking directly into Tom’s eyes. “Ravenclaw has brought Hermione back, which means that in the future, Hermione will become my messenger.”

This also means that one day, Hermione may become the new Goddess of Memory.

"But there's one problem: gods can't marry each other, so I won't use memory magic on you, otherwise your teacher might come after me. What I want to ask you is, do you like Hermione?"

Tom hadn't expected the man to be so blunt.

“If you have those feelings for Hermione, then I will find another student to succeed me.”

He stared intently at Tom, waiting for his answer.

The blond man's pupils seemed to see right through Tom's mind, but fortunately, Tom had practiced Occlumency. This meant the blond man only saw a layer of hazy mist.

Tom looked at the other person, his mind racing. After a long pause, he finally opened his mouth and said, "I..."

Chapter 165 To Eat or Not to Eat, That Is the Question

Tom was about to answer when the blond man suddenly interrupted him: "Perhaps I should explain this to you beforehand."

First of all, two gods cannot marry each other, because each has their own place to live and what they are responsible for protecting. For example, your teacher must stay in the realm of death.

Excessive emotional involvement in marriage can distract him from what he is trying to protect.