Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

After drawing runes on the ground, Tom had Gara stand in the very center.

After seeing Gara go inside, Tom began to mutter a spell to himself.

Galo felt that her current state was somewhat strange.

Her mind was a little dizzy, everything around her was becoming unreal, and a chill crept up from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

However, after a short while, Galo briefly lost consciousness.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already standing on the ground of the Death Realm.

"here……"

Galo's body immediately attracted the attention of others in the area.

After all, they would notice such a large dragon standing in front of them no matter what.

Merlin, who was closest, saw the giant dragon descend from the sky. He looked at Garo and Tom, pointing at Garo: "You...you...how did you get here?"

He stared at the two of them in disbelief, and couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Tom, you brought this guy in?"

"Yes, Gara has hit the mark with your curse and wants your help to lift it."

Merlin immediately shook his head hastily: "Impossible! Don't you know where I brought him from? He's a demonic dragon!"

“They killed my family, so it’s not reasonable for me to fight back?” Gara pouted. “You never listened to my explanation back then. Every time I talked about what I went through, you would interrupt me and call me a demon dragon.”

Tom listened to their conversation, his head throbbing. He raised his hand to interrupt Galo and Merlin: "Perhaps... you should take care of me, an outsider, and at least let me know what happened."

"What else is there to say!" Merlin cursed. "Back then, this dragon killed hundreds of people. Its reputation was not much different from Voldemort's now."

Everyone knows her; otherwise, why do you think so many wizards would go to fight this dragon?

In the end, I only took her to the Alps because I saw she still had some use, and her scales could block most magic, even I couldn't do anything to her. She was there to guard the secrets of the realm.

Tom did not answer Merlin's question, but instead turned his gaze to Garo.

If she only listens to Merlin, she might as well let Merlin decide her life or death.

"I'm going to use a curse," Merlin said, stopping Tom and raising his wand.

"Teacher, Merlin has gone mad again." Tom knew Merlin didn't like listening to people talk, so he shouted directly into the sky, "Teacher, Merlin is going to kill my friend. If my friend dies, I don't want to inherit your position as the Grim Reaper anymore."

Just kidding. Even if Gara didn't die, I wouldn't want to be the Grim Reaper.

I just want to find a quiet place to live.

Of course, Tom couldn't tell anyone these things, and whether they could guess them... well, that's another story.

Upon hearing Tom's loud shout, Merlin's face turned pale.

He suddenly raised his head.

The sun in the realm of death dimmed slightly.

Merlin swallowed hard; he heard the sound reaching his ears.

"Merlin, I've told you this before... No matter what, you need to communicate well with others."

Hmm... Tom, who did you bring back?

"Galo?"

Merlin immediately knelt on the ground.

He heard the anger in the witch's voice.

Anger cannot be hidden, and Merlin was able to confirm this.

"My lord, no, I only wanted to punish this evil dragon. I was worried that Tom would be bewitched by her if he listened to her, so..."

As he spoke, Merlin turned his gaze to Gara.

He noticed that Galo was also kneeling on the ground at this moment.

The dragon's eyes were filled with tears.

A giant dragon actually shed tears?

Merlin paused for a moment.

But why does this dragon seem so sad, and perhaps even a little... nostalgic?

"Merlin, remove the curse from Gara."

"Yes, sir!"

"Tom, come up here to find me. Garo, you come up too in a bit."

Tom walked toward the Wizard's Tower and reached the top.

The witch's expression wasn't particularly good. She gazed at Gara in the distance and sighed softly, "I never expected something like this to happen."

"what happened?"

“Galo was originally mine,” the witch told Tom, playing with her fingers. “Many years ago, I found a baby Galo, who was only this big back then.”

The witch gestured a size.

Tom didn't want to complain, but seeing the witch like this, he couldn't help but say, "Teacher, this is about the same size as my giant rainbow-scaled chicken, isn't it?"

I've heard that some fire dragons are already quite big when they're born. Are you sure... the one you found was Gara?

"Do you think I can't tell the difference?" The witch glanced coldly at Tom. "I know what you're talking about. I was just like you back then. You got the egg of the Rainbow-Scaled Giant Chicken, so why couldn't I get the egg of Gara?"

However, dragon eggs are really difficult to hatch, especially since you need to ensure it resembles a wild dragon. I captured several dragons to raise it.

Tom: "?"

"Yes, I was the first wizard to establish a dragon settlement. It took me a lot of effort. Everyone knows how powerful dragons are, but Dan has no idea how much effort I put into creating such a base."

Tom raised his hand: "Wait a minute, teacher, what's the important part? Merlin just said that Gara is an evil dragon... What does that mean?"

"It's very simple. Gara killed a lot of people, far more than Voldemort."

After I raised Gara, she could understand human speech and also comprehend wizard magic.

However, it took me about a hundred years to incubate Galo, and some things happened during that hundred years.

As you can see, I have four hands; this is a kind of transformation I've made of myself.

It was precisely because of this transformation that I was able to control magic far more effectively than other wizards at the time, and therefore... many wizards believed that I was an evil witch.

Unlike the wizards, I didn't receive their praise. The witch gave a wry smile. "So... you can imagine what it would have been like to be labeled that way back then."

The wizards attacked me; they had never seen a wizard like me before and considered me an anomaly.

Not only wizards, but ordinary people also condemned me, believing that I was some kind of evil being.

Afterwards... Gara woke up without my knowledge, killed all the wizards who had bullied me, and then Merlin appeared..."

At this point, the witch shrugged: "Well, did you not expect this outcome? Actually, I didn't expect Gara to be so angry at first either. It was all unintentional."

I personally don't care much. In terms of lifespan, I can outlive them. In terms of strength, those wizards who came to attack me are actually inferior to me.

I just need to take a short nap, and when I wake up they will all be old and dead.

At the time… that's what I thought too, but when I woke up… Jialuo thought I was dead, so she put my body in a coffin and even erected a tombstone. After leaving the cemetery, I simply didn't look for Jialuo anymore, and decided to enjoy a peaceful life.”

Tom could guess what would happen next.

The witch became the Grim Reaper, and Merlin embarked on this path in pursuit of the witch's secret, ultimately capturing Gara.

"To be honest, I once thought about bringing Galo here, but I found that Galo's personality is somewhat similar to mine, and I felt that she probably wouldn't want this kind of life in the Death Realm, so I didn't look for her."

As time went by, no one remembered Gara anymore. Compared to Gara, the lifespans of those wizards were negligible. I think it's all pretty good...

"But you've been a bit greedy this time. If I'm not mistaken, you probably want Galo to watch over the house, right?"

Tom: "...Teacher, tell me the truth, did you guess it yourself, or did someone tell you?"

As he spoke, Tom patted his earring.

The Mirror of Eris shuddered: "It's none of my business. It's my master who wants to see this. She's been eavesdropping on your life. It has nothing to do with me!"

"Why have you been silent for so long?" Tom didn't blame the Mirror of Erised.

The Mirror of Erised had indeed not appeared for a long time; for quite some time, Tom had not heard its beeping sound.

“When you went to find that man, my master told me to go with him to see what he was doing over there. I haven’t dared to say a word these past few days; it’s been so stifling,” the Eris Mirror said with a hint of helplessness.

"However, when Merlin came to find me, he thought I was some kind of relic left by the master, so he treasured me. He didn't know that the master had just forgotten me."

The witch's lips twitched: "If you can't speak, then shut up. Why should I remember you when you're just a mirror?"

If Tom were by my side, I wouldn't forget him.

However, I'll take Tom with me into my sleep, and I reckon we'll both be in the grave together when we wake up.

While the two were still chatting, Gara had already lifted the curse. She flew over from a distance and landed high above the wizard tower.

She looked at the witch, sniffed, but couldn't utter a single word.

"Gallo, you'll probably be working with Tom from now on, right?"

I can't give you anything else, but I can give you some advice.

Tom is a difficult person to judge; you might easily be fooled by him. And if he does fool you… just beat him up. I've discovered that beating Tom up is the best way to deal with him.

Galo couldn't help but chuckle: "Sir, I can't beat Tom."

"Don't worry, he's so lazy, he won't take you seriously. Ask Tom when was the last time he fought seriously?"

The witch started arguing with Tom: "When you fought the basilisk... well, I won't go into details. You had countless opportunities to kill the basilisk, but you chose to make it your pet, right?"

Later, when you faced the Ministry of Magic and Voldemort alone, you could have killed them on the spot if you wanted to, but you still didn't take it seriously.

If I'm not mistaken... the first time you really took action was when you first met Voldemort, back when you still looked like a woman.

The witch laughed out loud: "Back then, you thought Voldemort on Quirrell was a terrible thing, so you couldn't help yourself, I know that."

Only after defeating Voldemort did you truly feel relieved, and you realized that Voldemort wasn't as powerful as you had imagined.

Tom shrugged: "Sometimes there's no need to make yourself look so amazing. At least in other people's eyes, I either accidentally defeated Voldemort or barely managed to defeat Voldemort's Horcruxes."

That way, at least people won't think I'm a monster.