Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

“George, Fred!”

“Tom?” George clapped his hands. “I remember you, Ravenclaw’s little genius. Oh, I didn’t expect a little genius to break the school rules.”

Hermione: "...I don't want to be told that by two people who are still outside during curfew."

“None of that matters.” George shrank back. “Tom, you seem to be troubled by something, perhaps…”

He held up one hand: "Five Galleons, and I can make sure Mr. Filch won't bother you. How about that?"

"No, those are not the things I care about."

George seemed to have absolute confidence in himself: "So what do you want to do? As long as it's not too complicated, we can take care of it for you."

"I want to go to the Gryffindor dormitory."

"No problem!"

"What's the big deal?" George immediately agreed. "Come with us, we'll take you inside first."

"Um... I want to go to the girls' dormitory. My friend is having some trouble and needs my help!"

Girls' dormitory?

George and Fred quickly took two steps back.

This isn't something you can just do on a whim.

Girls' dormitories are absolutely off-limits to boys!

George looked distressed: "This is really against the rules, Tom. If we get caught, it won't just be a simple matter of being locked up. Hmm... if we really encounter danger, perhaps you could inform Professor Dumbledore?"

First, what's your friend's name?

"Hermione, Hermione Granger."

George and Fred's eyes instantly cleared: "Please come with us. Don't worry, we'll bet the Twins' name that we'll let you into the dorm!"

You should have said so earlier!

Hermione Granger, that's their sugar daddy!

The two previous transactions are still fresh in Gemini's mind.

In their first transaction, they spent a lot of effort to borrow 100 Galleons, but they broke even and made a huge profit on the spot after selling the photo Hermione gave them!

In the second deal, Hermione was even more kind by letting them trade with others first before storing Galon in Gringotts.

In a sense, it was Hermione who made their extravagant lifestyle possible.

"You know Hermione?"

“Of course!” Fred exclaimed. “If we hadn’t made a deal with Hermione before enrolling, how could we have…”

“Ahem!” George glanced at Fred. “Hermione is our brother’s friend, of course we know her.”

Fred immediately realized his slip of the tongue, smiled, and remained silent.

transaction?

What kind of deal is this!

Wait, before school starts!

Hermione still remembers that incident to this day—Mr. Lockhart's complete set of signed books and his personal photograph!

That wretched Tom!

"This way, Fred, give me a hand!"

……

Gryffindor girls' dormitory.

Tom looked unwell; his face was pale and bloodless, and he walked with a slight stagger.

Just hang in there a little longer.

She heated a cup of water and sipped it slowly, holding it in her palm.

My two roommates are still awake. They don't have class tomorrow, and they're trying out different makeup looks in front of the magic vanity mirror, trying to see which one suits them best.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a sudden knock on the door, and all three of them were startled.

"Who would come at this time?" Lavender asked, puzzled.

Parvati was still fixing her makeup when she said, "Hermione, could you go open the door?"

“Hermione isn’t feeling well, can’t you go by yourself!” Lavender punched her on the head. “Fine, I’ll do it.”

When she opened the door, she saw that youthful yet familiar face.

This person is frequently discussed in their dormitory.

"Tom?"

Tom, who was sitting on the floor by the bed holding a hot water bottle, immediately looked up.

Hermione, sweating profusely and panting, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Tom was alright.

Chapter 37 Divine Sharpness and Shadowless Curse (3k-word long chapter, please read, vote, and recommend!)

"What's wrong with you... are you crazy?!" Lavender pulled Hermione into the room, peered outside and looked around for a while to make sure no one was there before closing the door.

"Tom, you're insane! I've never seen anyone as crazy as you! Do you even know where you are? This is the girls' dormitory!!!"

If he gets caught, he'll never be able to attend Hogwarts again!

“Sit here!” Parvati pointed to a small chair. “Tell me why you came to the girls’ dormitory. If you can’t give a reasonable explanation, we’ll throw you to Mr. Filch!”

Hermione sat up straight, feeling a little nervous—Hermione didn't know why she was so nervous, even though this was her own dorm room.

"I heard Hermione is injured."

"Injured?" The three of them asked in unison, exchanging glances before finally fixing their gazes on Tom. "Hermione, are you injured?"

"What injury did I suffer..." The three of them paused at the same time.

Parvati and Lavender blushed immediately.

"Tom, are you a pervert? Are you a pervert?!"

Hermione, you explain it to him yourself!

Tom coughed and pulled Hermione aside.

Menstruation.

Hermione: "What month... um?"

What day is it today?

Hermione counted on her fingers.

Damn Dobby, damn house-elves!

The smell of blood isn't something that only comes from a battle!

She covered her face and lowered her head: "I... I thought... why didn't you tell me!"

"How can I tell you! A confrontational personality? I only did that after I got back tonight, how did you know?"

“A little elf named Dobby told me this, and now what am I supposed to do? Mrs. Lorris and Filch are squatting outside the Ravenclaw dorms, I can’t go back, I can’t go back!” Hermione picked at her toes. “Anyway, it’s all your fault!”

Never try to reason with a girl, especially a young one.

"However, it doesn't seem to concern me anyway, after tonight..." Hermione glanced sideways, looking up, and whistled casually.

I'll switch back after tonight. What does it matter to me, Hermione Granger, how Tom goes back?

"Lavender, Parvati, I beg you not to tell anyone about what happened tonight." Tom suddenly appeared in front of the two men. "I'll do anything, Tom can be my witness. From now on, I'll do whatever you ask me to do!"

But you absolutely, positively must not tell anyone about what happened today!

"Hey!" Hermione grabbed Tom. "What are you saying?!"

How could I possibly use my body to agree to their request? Do you even know how terrifying those two people are?!

“Breakfast for the whole week,” Parvati held up one finger. “Not just breakfast, but also midnight snacks. Not a single day can be missed!”

“Okay!” Tom nodded. “If I fail to comply, you can tell Professor Dumbledore or Mr. Filch that I, Hermione, took Tom to the girls’ dormitory without permission.”

Asshole!

"Since you've put it that way, then fine. Tom's staying here tonight, right? I'll go take a look around."

After yawning, the two left the dormitory, closed the door, and were left alone.

"Tom, you've gone too far."

"Thank you for the compliment, but you were the one who showed that sinister smile first. I felt like you wanted to see a good show."

"I didn't!" Hermione couldn't argue with Tom and wanted to punch him a couple of times, but then she remembered that it was her own body and decided to switch back before hitting him.

After a moment of silence, Hermione asked awkwardly, "Why did Peeves help you distract Mr. Filch? You've been out at night before, haven't you?"

“Of course.” Tom snapped his fingers. “Tsk tsk, you have no idea how many potion-making tasks Professor Snape would give me every time. There simply wasn’t enough time during the day, so I could only do it at night…”

Do you really think I can sleep soundly in my dorm every night? Besides, you'll be taking up a whole week of my time, which I'll have to make up for as much as I can.

"That annoying guy, Pipi, always bothers me when I'm out, so I beat him up, and he's been submissive ever since."

"And what's this about keeping Pokémon as pets?"

Tom thought for a moment and didn't tell her directly: "Next time you can ask him directly; he should be the one to explain those things."

Okay, it's getting late, I need to go to sleep.

"You sleep on the floor!" Hermione pointed to the floor, climbed onto the bed, and pulled the covers tighter around herself. "Okay, goodnight, turn off the light, thank you!"

Tom sighed as he watched Hermione ignoring him.

What an idiot...

They'll switch beds in an hour, so what's the point of you fighting for the bed now?