Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Back in her dorm, Hermione actually got sick that night and couldn't act...

Chapter 34 is a serious deduction! (3k-word long chapter, please read and vote!)

Severus Snape is in a bad mood today.

He arrived at the potion lab early, but did not see the person.

Snape waited in the laboratory for a long time until sparrows chirped outside the window and squirrels jumped down from the trees to start stockpiling supplies for the winter.

It was only then that Snape realized Tom wouldn't be coming to the lab that day.

Snape's first thought was...

Is something wrong with Tom?

For such a long time before, no matter the wind or rain, that kid would never be absent, and I never needed to go to the cafeteria to get breakfast—Tom would bring it to me.

Suddenly, Snape felt a little out of place.

……

Severus Snape has two classes today.

"Putt!" Professor Snape was in a terrible mood as always. "Tell me why! Why would you make such a stupid mistake!"

I believe I've said it more than once: Celia Herb is a special material that cannot withstand high temperatures. It must be put into the crucible last. Look at what you've done!

Congratulations! You've dragged Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger down, Gryffindor, minus 10 points!

"Mr. Longbottom, what are you so smug about! In my opinion, you're just as dull as Pott. Deduct another 10 points from Gryffindor!"

10 points...

Professor Snape, though fond of deducting points from their Gryffindor grades, usually only deducted 5 points.

It's obvious he's in a really bad mood today.

“I’m sorry, Hermione, I… I was thinking about something else,” Harry explained quietly. “If I hadn’t been daydreaming, I wouldn’t have been a burden to you.”

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Tom waved his hand casually. "It's all trivial, I won't mind."

“Miss Granger…” Snape had appeared behind Tom at some point. “You seem to disrespect me. Is it fun to talk in my class?”

Gryffindor, another 10 points deducted!

This class is canceled. You all stay in the classroom and copy down the experimental effects of 100 different potions, then hand them in next week!

The reputation of being a low-scoring team is well-deserved.

……

in the afternoon.

"Hufflepuff, deduct 10 points!"

"Ravenclaw, deduct 10 points!"

"Why is Ravenclaw House missing someone today? Tell me, where is your favorite Tom Riddle—where is the Riddle you all hailed as the most gifted freshman!"

Terry raised his hand: "Professor Snape, Tom is sick today. He's not feeling well. He was still in bed when we woke up this morning, and he had a high fever."

Snape immediately interrupted him: "Fine, so tell me, when did I give you permission to speak? Do you think raising your hand is enough to speak?"

Ravenclaw gets 10 points deducted!

If someone is absent without telling me beforehand, Ravenclaw will lose another 30 points!

And you, Terry Boot, tell me why you didn't take your roommate to the school clinic. Deduct 10 points!

Snape coldly swept his gaze across the group: "This class is off. You'll all be in the classroom copying down the experimental effects of 100 different potions, and hand them in to me next week!"

After saying that, Snape flicked his long sleeves, slammed the door shut, and left the classroom.

Shortly afterward, he stood in front of a dormitory door, raised his hand, and then lowered it.

He was considering whether to knock or just push the door open and go in.

……

"Cough cough..." Hermione lay on the bed feeling unwell, her breathing heavier than ever before.

This was the first time she had ever known that this body could react in this way.

In Hermione's memory, Tom's body was invulnerable to swords and bullets and immune to all poisons, but she never expected that he would actually be brought down by a simple cold.

Feeling a bit thirsty, Hermione tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness pushed her back down onto the bed.

Hermione reached for her wand on the bedside table and waved it at the table not far away.

A hoarse voice chanted the incantation.

The water glass floated up slowly, swaying uncertainly as it drifted toward the bedside.

"Snapped--"

The cup fell to the ground and shattered.

"boom!"

The door was suddenly pushed open heavily, and Snape burst in—he heard the sound of something breaking.

Snape breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Tom lying listlessly on the bed and the broken cup on the floor.

Hermione instinctively tried to get up, but Snape gave her a cold look: "Tom, what are you doing?"

"I'm...sorry, Professor, I remember now, but...cough cough...I can't do it right now, and I accidentally broke the cup you gave me." Hermione apologized while covering her mouth and coughing, her eyes almost overflowing with guilt.

“I mean, why are you trying to sit up!” Snape’s tone grew even colder. “Even Muggle kids know that you should rest when you’re sick. Don’t you understand such a simple principle?”

He seemed even angrier, but Hermione had no idea what he was angry about.

"Lie down. Why didn't you go to the school clinic?"

Hermione coughed as she answered, "I don't want to cause trouble for anyone. It's just a common cold, and I'll recover quickly. Besides, if I go to the school clinic, they'll definitely make me take the day off, and then I won't be able to attend Potions class."

Potions class is only once a week, Professor, I don't want to waste this opportunity..."

This is the answer Tom taught her.

As expected, Hermione saw that Professor Snape was moved, and his weathered face seemed to soften a little.

Only those who frequently interacted with Snape knew the meaning behind his expressions—after all, Snape almost always had that sour face.

"madness!"

Snape waved his wand, swept up the shards of the cup, and threw them away.

“Professor, I can fix it with magic.”

"Foolish! Something is broken!" Snape took two deep breaths to calm himself before looking at Hermione on the bed.

But after just one glance, his heart, which had just calmed down, began to stir again.

The cracks in the brain shut-in procedure are getting bigger and bigger...

Tom always had a small braid at the back of his head. Although he had long hair, he didn't give off a feminine vibe in daily life; instead, he appeared handsome.

But at this moment, Hermione was completely covered by the blankets—except for her head.

Snape saw those jade-green eyes and the long hair that fell behind her head.

In a daze, he seemed to see a familiar person.

Moreover, Snape had no idea why his foolish disciple would look so weak when he was sick.

She's just like a woman!

madness.

Snape muttered to himself.

After pouring Tom a glass of water, Snape said, "To the school hospital."

"I understand..." Hermione struggled to her feet, then collapsed.

"idiot."

……

Hogwarts has a beautiful landscape.

However, no one dared to step forward; they simply watched from afar and discussed it in private.

For example, Gryffindor, whose class had just ended, was discussing this scene.

"What do I see! Harry, pinch my arm!" Ron had never been so surprised.

This is this...

Professor Snape, who hates everyone, is actually hiding someone from someone?

"Ouch...that hurts! Harry, I didn't tell you to hit me that hard!"

Harry shrugged. "How do you know you're not dreaming if you don't exert yourself?"

"My God, does Snape have a daughter at school? I've never heard of that before. And who is Snape's wife? How did she give birth to such a beautiful child!"

Tom was about to lose his temper: "Young men, please calm down. Look closely, those broad shoulders and jade-like eyes, don't you think they resemble someone?"

Ron was the first to react: "Tom has a sister? Oh my god, I must be on good terms with Tom, so I can dance with her at the Christmas dance after third grade!"

Harry was about to nod in agreement, but the more he looked at the face, the more familiar it seemed.

"Wait a minute, does he look like Tom?"

"Huh?" Ron was taken aback. "No, no, no, that can't be... It seems like it really is."

Tom couldn't help but laugh: "Who else but Tom himself could make our Professor Snape so concerned? Alright, my two friends, you should go to the library and finish copying the rest of the things, don't leave them for tomorrow."

"Hermione, aren't you going?"

"No, I need to go to the school clinic."

Watching Tom's departing figure, Ron scratched his head: "Hermione's sick too? Harry, did you notice anything wrong with Hermione today?"

Harry inwardly scoffed.