Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Misha's clothes have been changed; this new outfit is even bigger, and the thick fleece made of some animal fur makes Misha feel comfortable.

A hint of joy appeared on Misha's fair face.

“Misha—” a little child ran in. “Sheen wants you to come over. She’s very happy and seems to have something she wants to share with you.”

Sheen, whose full name is Sheen Middle, is a little princess who lives near the Saint Redia Welfare Home.

The orphanage is not far from Middles's home; it only takes about ten minutes to walk there.

Sheehan has another identity—she is Tom's student.

"I understand. You two go to sleep first. I'll be back soon." Misha patted the heads of the two children next to her and left the Saint Redia Welfare Home.

After Tom left, someone had to step forward, and Misha became that person.

She had to take care of the other children at the orphanage, so Tom's responsibilities fell on Misha's shoulders.

Only with Sheehan can Misha be herself again.

……

The Middle House.

"Misha, good evening." Sheen, dressed in aristocratic attire, closed her book and placed it on her lap, smiling at the already quite pretty young girl. "The owl brought a message that Mr. Tom is doing well at Hogwarts."

“God bless you.” Misha breathed a sigh of relief and clasped her hands together. “Thank you, Sheen, for troubling your friends to tell us all this.”

Misha didn't know where Sheehan got the information—she seemed to know several Muggle-born wizards.

The wizards had already entered Hogwarts School and would occasionally report news about Tom to Sheehan.

“No need to be so polite. After all, I’m also very curious about Mr. Tom’s life at Hogwarts. Please have a seat. Would you like a cup of black tea?” Sheen said, picking up the British-style teacup in front of him and taking a small sip.

Misha's face turned pale immediately: "No, I couldn't sleep all night after drinking the black tea last time. Could you please give me a glass of honey water? Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The servant quickly poured Misha a glass of honey water, hot; drinking honey water in the English winter always gives one a subtle sense of warmth.

"Mr. Tom and Miss Hermione are living very well at Hogwarts, really well. They have become very powerful and respected wizards."

Especially Mr. Tom, he's very powerful now, much more powerful than he was four months ago. I heard he's been hailed as a genius. Misha, you don't need to worry about him. Besides, you can go to Hogwarts next year, right?"

Misha was found to have some magical traces—she was a little wizard too!

"Your magic... I mean, that annoying thing, it's still not gone?"

Misha looked at the wriggling black shadow on the ground, smiled wryly and nodded: "But it won't interfere with my daily life, that's not a problem, things will definitely improve when I get to Hogwarts."

Hearing this, Sheen nodded in relief.

"As for Christmas, Mr. Tom will be attending the ball with Miss Hermione."

Misha released her small hand that was pressing against her chest.

She let out a long breath.

Thankfully, Tom would be very sad if he didn't have a dance partner.

"There's one more thing. I heard... Mr. Tom has two people he's interested in. I mean... he might get married when he comes of age."

As Sheen recounted this astonishing news, he secretly glanced at Misha's face, seemingly trying to see some surprising change in her expression.

But Misha was unaffected: "Tom is so outstanding, he will definitely find a suitable wizard partner, I'm not surprised."

The two remained silent for a moment.

“Okay, I’m interested.” Misha coughed. “So, which annoying guy got Tom’s praise?”

Hermione Granger.

Hermione, right?

Misha recalled Hermione's face.

Tom is family, so we still need to test him. The book often says that many outstanding young men who are new to a place are deceived by beautiful girls.

Hermione is beautiful, and she might deceive Tom; this absolutely cannot be allowed to happen!

"Who's the other one?"

"Severus Snape, this is the message that the students are talking about, I don't know if it's true or not."

boom--

A muffled thud came from beside them. They turned around together, but didn't find anything of interest, except that the books had inexplicably fallen off the bookshelf.

Severus Snape?

Misha remembered the name—Tom had come back once, and he brought back a professor with him.

At that time, Tom called him...Professor Snape.

“That’s impossible!” Misha’s voice rose involuntarily. “Rumors, these are rumors! Professor Snape is a kind man. Tom once secretly told me that Professor Snape was someone who could be his godfather. Who is spreading such a stupid rumor!”

"Damn it! If I were at Hogwarts right now, I'd catch that guy and tear his mouth apart!"

Misha wouldn't have said such a thing four months ago...

"I'm just delivering a message. As for the outcome, I don't know. Misha, I'll have Mr. Don Quixote take you back. You need to be careful lately. There's a worrying guy in London. He's terrifying."

You've seen his name in the newspaper, haven't you?

A character who should only exist in fairy tales—Jack the Ripper—has already victimized seven young girls in London.

"I'll be careful, you don't need to see me off."

After drinking the hot honey water, Misha respectfully said goodbye and left the villa.

The dim streetlights failed to dispel the thick fog, and Misha was still enveloped in mist.

As she walked, her shadow moved with her.

Step by step...

"Hey, stop causing trouble, can you just stay put?"

The shadow beneath her feet stopped and did not continue following Misha.

It leaped up, lifted off the ground, and stood in front of Misha: "Hehe, you seem quite worried after hearing that Tom has a marriage prospect."

"Don't worry about it!"

"Tom will be dancing with them at Christmas."

“I said…” Misha took a deep breath, “It’s none of your business! When we get to Hogwarts, I’ll have someone get rid of you, you annoying bastard!”

The shadow shrugged: "What nonsense are you talking about? I am you, and you are me. Come on..."

Its palm gently rested on Misha's shoulder: "Friend, in the London night, I am your only friend, and the only one you can trust."

Come on, Tom won't be with you on Christmas Eve, but I can be with you.

"If you say another bad word about Tom, I will never speak to you again for the rest of my life. Please take back what you just said!"

Seeing Misha's tough stance, Shadow sighed: "Alright, alright, I take back what I just said, but think about it, what if... Tom comes back for Christmas?"

You know, Hogwarts students have a holiday for Christmas. If Tom comes back, would you like to dance with him?

And I, my friend, can dance. Please follow my steps…

Snape watched the scene unfold with cold indifference, then raised his wand and aimed it at the shadow.

"Calm down, my friend..." Dumbledore's hand gently landed on Snape's shoulder.

He's been following Snape the whole time!

Dumbledore seemed to have anticipated this: "Don't intervene; it will hurt a young wizard's feelings."

"Albus! You know what that is! It's an evil, born dark sorcerer!"

"No, no, no, there is nothing inherently evil in the world. That shadow is also a child, trying its best to accompany a pitiful little wizard. We cannot do anything about it."

Perhaps you could give it to Tom; he'll be back for Christmas anyway, right?

Snape bit his lip: "So, this is what you want me to see?"

"Isn't that enough?" Dumbledore smiled. "We at Hogwarts will surely have many young wizards in the future. They are always so kind and so talented. I am very happy. Now, we should go back."

……

Hogwarts.

Inside the Ravenclaw dormitory.

Li Su was sitting in the room waiting for Tom to return.

He's a little nervous... no, extremely nervous!

Li Su was very worried.

Will Tom get angry with me?

Or... he never intended to pay any attention to him at all.

But for Hermione, no, for a bigger, better Hermione Fan Club, for the club’s bright future, he had to do it!

Only by doing this can he...

Before Li Su's rambling could end, Hermione, her body aching all over, pushed open the door.

"Su? Why are you so formal? Oh my god, I'm so tired today, I need to rest. Don't bother me tonight if there's nothing else." Hermione yawned and pounced onto the bed.

I'm tired... Maybe I should ask him again tomorrow?

No, no!

Harry and Malfoy once said that procrastination is the most terrible enemy and the most terrifying nightmare.

Since we've prepared for today, we must end the battle today.

It has to be today, and it can only be today!

Li Su mustered his courage and stood up: "Tom, there's something I want to tell you!"

Hermione, lying on the bed, rubbed her eyes.

Why can't we put things off until tomorrow?