Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

I can't imagine what it would be like to have a giant dragon lying in my bed every night. How am I supposed to compete with her for the blanket?

“Just kidding.” The witch chuckled. “But congratulations, Tom, you’re quite famous in the wizarding world now.”

This is the first time anyone has been like you, starting out with a base full of celebrities, and having the entire Ministry of Magic treat you with utmost respect.

Even Voldemort back then didn't have as much prestige as you.

If you need... you can have them come over and help you out.

The "they" the witch was referring to were Arthur and his group, as well as Ravenclaw and his group.

But Tom doesn't need these.

"I just want no one to disturb my life, that's enough. I'm not interested in any of that so-called fame or anything like that. I just want some peace and quiet."

I plan to visit the God of Memory in a couple of days. He seems to have set up some kind of special barrier in his territory, and I'd like to learn how to use it too.

The witch nodded; she didn't object to Tom doing these things.

Moreover, she believed Tom would know when to stop.

As long as Tom doesn't use the magic he learned to wreak havoc in the real world, he can do whatever he wants.

……

Time passed slowly, and when they finally left the Death Realm, Gara did not leave with Tom.

Galo needs to remain in the realm of death; she needs time to adjust to her new identity.

Time passed slowly.

In a secluded corner, somewhere unknown to anyone, a castle was quietly built.

The castle is about half the size of Hogwarts, and there is a secret barrier set up inside. Unless you come into the castle yourself, you will never discover that there is such a secret in this place.

Even wizards are not allowed!

The greenhouse, built in a corner of the castle, is Misha's base. Isabel isn't interested in the greenhouse, but she has set up a potion laboratory for herself.

A large quantity of potion-making materials were displayed in the laboratory. The crucibles were purchased at great expense and were of comparable quality to those treasured by Professor Snape.

The building here is basically complete; all that's left is to put some furniture in it, and it will be perfect.

Isabel spent the entire day in the potions room, sorting everything out.

As wizards, they sometimes value magical things more than furniture.

Suddenly, Isabel heard a call.

A call that came from the depths of one's heart.

Immediately, Isabel turned her gaze to what was behind her.

nobody.

Where did the sound I heard come from?

"Magic...circle, use...magic, come...to me."

Magic circle?

magic?

Who should I contact?

Isabel frowned as she listened to the intermittent voice in her mind; it was a girl's voice.

"Tom is...mine..."

Tom?!

Isabel's face immediately tensed up.

She hadn't seen Tom for a long time.

They were actually arrested?

This person has some nerve, daring to say Tom is hers.

Where did this vixen come from!

Isabel looked around and noticed a book that had appeared on a shelf next to her potions room—a tightly sealed notebook.

When the notebook was opened to the first page, a magic circle appeared.

Teleportation magic circle?

Isabel was biting her fingernails.

That's interesting. Is this a provocation against me?

And she even dared to mention Tom's name in front of him.

Unforgivable!

Isabel drew the magic circle on the ground.

She wanted to see just what kind of person dared to provoke her like this!

Today, this person must pay the price.

After drawing a magic circle on the ground, Isabel bit her fingertip and dripped a drop of blood into the center of the magic circle, then stood on it.

Magic circle activated.

A strange feeling spread throughout Isabelle's body; she felt the world slowly drifting away from her.

A teleportation magic circle, how rare!

However, there seem to be very few people who can master this mysterious magic array. Just who is so arrogant?

After a moment of disorientation, Isabelle found herself in another world.

A world of death.

Countless souls soared into the sky and remained there.

A towering wizard's tower came into Isabel's view, some distance away, but not far.

That person... should be on the Wizard Tower, right?

With these thoughts in mind, Isabel slowly walked towards the Wizard's Tower.

……

at the same time.

On the Wizard's Tower.

The witch sighed deeply.

How come this person, no, this dragon, can't be taught?

"As the Dragon King, you should have magical talent. Although you don't have as much magical talent as Tom, your talent should at least be stronger than that of an average wizard."

Why can't you learn a magic spell even after studying it for so long?

The witch held her forehead; she felt utterly exhausted.

So much time was spent teaching Gara magic, but it was like talking to a brick wall.

Chapter 173 Inheritance [Part 2]

"Isn't it just a matter of sending a message to the real world? Such a simple magic, why can't you learn it yet? Look at what you just said to that person."

You're speaking in a disjointed and halting manner; someone who doesn't know the context might think you're threatening him!

Gara tapped two fingers on her chest: "Magic is still too difficult. Is there anything I can do? Actually, I don't want it to be like this either."

"Magic has always been this difficult, it hasn't changed in all these years. You should think about whether you're not working hard enough!"

What do you usually do while others are practicing? You're sleeping soundly!

Every night when I wake up, I find you in the kitchen, eating something.

If Tom knew how lazy you are, he would definitely scold you, and he certainly wouldn't be as gentle as I am!

Galo wanted to say that she wasn't actually gentle either; compared to the witch in front of her, she would rather be taught by Tom.

Of course, he couldn't say such things in front of others; he could only keep them to himself.

Seeing Galo's pitiful state, the witch knew that it would be useless to say anything more, so she could only let Galo continue practicing.

"By the way, who did you just pass on a message to?"

Galo replied to the witch, "Isabel, I told Isabel that I am Galo, and that Tom has become my new master."

The witch frowned: "If you transmit the magic as you just did, there should be a problem, right?"

I feel your voice is transmitted intermittently; how would it sound to Isabel?

Galo didn't know. He shook his head and spread his hands: "I really don't know, but I feel like I've done my best. Galo shouldn't misunderstand me, right?"

The witch had no intention of arguing with Gara; after all, talking to him would be a waste of breath.

However, I did sense just now that someone had entered the realm of death.

The witch looked behind her, intending to pick up her notebook, but to her surprise, it had vanished.

He hurriedly turned his head, looking at Gara with some complaint: "I asked you to use the teleportation magic, how come you transmitted things to their real world?"

Clearly, when Gara was using the teleportation magic, she accidentally made a mistake somewhere, which resulted in the witch's notebook being teleported to Isabel's side.

So... the person who quietly entered the realm of death must be Isabel.

The witch sighed helplessly at the thought of having more things to do.

He had lived in the realm of death for so long and had never had such a headache. How could Galo have created so many messes as soon as she arrived?

If only I hadn't saved Gara in the first place, and had let him stay in their dragon clan, things would have been so much better. Now he's gotten himself into all this trouble!

Standing at the edge of the wizard's tower, the witch saw a small figure steadily approaching Usta.

Who else could it be but Isabel?

Isabel pushed aside the surrounding grass and finally reached the bottom of the wizard's tower.