Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

"Professor Snape, Tom has been missing since last night."

"Oh? That annoying guy is finally gone? Well then, Granger, you can leave now and go find your Tom."

Without giving Hermione a chance to continue speaking, Snape slammed the office door shut, the gust of wind blowing into Hermione's face.

Professor Snape is acting strangely today too.

But even he doesn't know where Tom is, so who else would?

……

Principal's Office.

There was a knock on Dumbledore's office door. He opened it and saw Hermione outside.

"Please come in, little one."

Hermione then walked into the office.

"Little one, you seem to be in a hurry. Is there something important you need to talk to me about?"

"Professor Dumbledore, Tom is missing."

Dumbledore remained expressionless. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Which other professors did you ask?"

"Professor Snape said he didn't know either."

“Oh~” Dumbledore gave Hermione a meaningful look. “I’m not quite sure either. Tom will be back tonight… or maybe tomorrow. He’s a mischievous fellow, but he’s very sensible. Perhaps you don’t need to worry too much.”

Hermione suddenly became anxious.

tomorrow?

But there's a banquet tonight, and they have a dance!

Dumbledore and Snape must know something!

But why did they keep it from me?

Hermione asked many people at the school.

But the result was always the same—I don't know.

Nobody knows where Tom went. Tom's roommates don't know, Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape don't say, and Professor Sprout doesn't know either.

In the afternoon, Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore also disappeared.

They disappeared without a trace at Hogwarts.

It was evening.

The dinner has begun.

The Christmas dinner was a lively affair.

Every child had a bright smile on their face. They were looking forward to tomorrow's holiday, and they were looking forward to a holiday that would last for almost a month!

Some people looked nervous.

They're going to a dance.

Hermione was the only one sitting at the table, her face devoid of any smile.

Hermione changed into her pure white dress.

Her dress was long, her long hair was styled, and her brown curls cascaded over her shoulders. At that moment, Hermione looked as noble as an aristocrat and as beautiful as a model.

Almost everyone's eyes were fixed on Hermione.

This exceptionally beautiful child, however, had no dance partner.

Hermione looked up and sniffed.

The music starts!

Hermione then realized that everyone was a terrible ballroom dancer!

No one was particularly outstanding, and no one could dance like Miss Elizabeth.

Hermione felt she was no less capable than them.

only……

She had no dance partner.

Seeing the smiles on those people's faces, Hermione lowered her head.

She counted on her fingers, wondering if someone would appear in front of her at any moment and then mock her with that smug grin.

Someone's foot bumped into Hermione, and she looked up.

It wasn't Tom.

Hermione shrank back a little more.

Hermione?

She suddenly raised her head, her smile almost overflowing.

"Huh... Harry?"

Hermione's smile froze instantly, visible to the naked eye.

It wasn't him, it wasn't him!

"Hermione, where's Tom? Come to think of it, I haven't seen Tom all day."

Hermione didn't want to explain, so she shook her head and buried her head in her knees.

The laughter of the others sounded incredibly shrill to Hermione's ears.

As she listened to the laughter and looked at the faces of those people, Hermione felt her eyes welling up with tears.

My vision blurred, and that person's face kept appearing in my mind.

As one piece ended, the audience on stage was still not satisfied, so the second piece began.

The third one, the fourth one!

Hermione stayed alone in silence, the light in her eyes gradually fading.

Someone noticed the lonely child sitting alone in the corner, walked over to the child, and reached out their hand.

Hermione merely glanced at them, shook her head in refusal, and then lowered her head again.

The last song began.

The music was particularly jarring.

The laughter from the crowd on the dance floor was so jarring that Hermione could see their faces just by looking up.

Hermione didn't know how much time had passed, but one of the lights went out.

"laugh--"

The stage has been plunged into darkness.

One by one, the happy guys walked out of the dance floor.

It's already night.

It's late at night.

Everyone should go to sleep now. Hogwarts will be very quiet from today until the holiday ends in a month.

Suddenly, someone reached out a hand to Hermione from the darkness: "Hey, little one, would you like to dance?"

"I said I don't need it!" Hermione buried her head in her knees, not lifting it up.

"Aren't you going to jump one?"

"Get lost, you idiot!"

Her voice was choked with sobs. Hermione looked up, and the first thing she saw wasn't her face, but her jade-like pupils.

Tom crouched down and gently brushed Hermione's cheek with the back of his hand.

"Oh dear, why are you crying? Don't cry, Tom's here."

"Get out." Hermione gritted her teeth and reached out to grab his hand.

Even without lights, it's fine.

well...

"Are you planning to dance in the dark?" Tom smirked. "I don't want to. You even wore a formal dress today. We have to be under the lights, in everyone's sight!"

You know, Hermione, everyone is the protagonist of their own life.

Hermione couldn't hold back her tears: "It's over. The lights in the dance floor won't be on until next year."

"Snapped--!"

Tom snapped his fingers: "I told you, everyone is the protagonist of their own life. As long as you believe, truly believe from the bottom of your heart, miracles will always happen."

One by one, bright lights instantly illuminated Tom and Hermione.

“Beautiful lady, may I have this dance?” Tom bent down slightly and took Hermione’s hand.

Chapter 65 The Most Stylish Guy on the Dance Floor (1/3)

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

One by one, the lights that had been turned off came back on, and the students who had already headed home suddenly stopped in their tracks.

"What's going on?" They stood up one by one and grabbed the railing.

Terry pointed at Tom on the stage: "That bastard Tom disappeared for a day, how come he came back at this time?"

"Damn, I thought he was too busy to show off today, but in the end I still have to watch Tom, that show-off, dance!"

"F**K!" Li Su spat. "Who turned on the light for Tom?"

They looked up and saw Pipi Ghost with several large bumps on his head, looking quite aggrieved.

Even the mischievous ghost didn't want to do this!