Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Where is Professor Minerva McGonagall, the catgirl who always wears a giant wizard's hat?

Tom remembered seeing Professor McGonagall before the ball started, but now... she's gone?

“Mr. Filch, I will not allow you to go and bother Hermione under any circumstances.”

Terry and Lee Sue also noticed Mr. Filch approaching, and they went over to him.

“Mr. Filch, Tom is quite happy today. We, as Tom’s roommates, rarely see him so happy. We hope you will not interfere.”

“Nonsense, you’re all being ridiculous! I’m going to tell Mr. Flitwick to punish your Ravenclaw students.”

Flitwick, who was in the stands, had very keen ears. He frowned after hearing Filch's words and turned to look at Dumbledore.

"Albus, I suddenly remembered I have something to do, I have to go now, cough cough..."

He coughed twice, then turned and left the dance hall.

Tom?

That child always tries so hard it's heartbreaking. What grade is he in now? First grade!

In first grade, he had already learned almost all the knowledge of the Spells course.

What's wrong with people relaxing?

And I'm also curious to see how many more surprises Tom can bring me.

After leaving the ball, Professor Flitwick looked around to make sure no one was there, then took out his wand and cast an invisibility charm and an odor-eliminating charm on himself before returning to the ball.

Suddenly, Professor Flitwick stopped and looked to the side.

"Professor Minerva?"

"..." There was silence on the side, and after a while someone coughed.

"Professor Minerva, I thought you had already left."

Professor McGonagall spoke softly, "I just wanted to see if Hermione's practice had paid off; she's been preparing for this day for a long time."

Don't tell anyone what you saw today.

Flitwick immediately stood up and saluted: "I know, Professor McGonagall."

The highest mountain has fallen!

……

As midnight approached, the ball finally came to an end.

The two names had spread to almost everyone overnight... no, you could say almost.

Everyone had heard of those two names.

Tom Riddle, the youngest and most brilliant freshman, is Professor Snape's illegitimate son and Professor Sprout's godson.

Hermione Granger, also a very talented wizard, is Tom's childhood sweetheart.

Of course, it wasn't always said this way; it just got twisted over time...

The perpetrators, the Weasley twins, are hiding their identities!

Tom returned to his dormitory.

Terry and Li Su curiously came closer.

"Tom, you've been gone for a whole day, what have you been doing?"

Tom yawned as he reflected on the day's events.

"I accidentally saved the world and a poor girl. Do you know the mysterious man... uh, you definitely do. I mean, have you ever seen the mysterious man?"

Both of them gaped at the same time: "You saw the mysterious person?"

Could it be that the day Tom disappeared was the day he went to fight the mysterious man?

Save the world, save the girl?

What did Tom do?!

Terry had already filled in the blanks in his mind.

Perhaps Tom encountered an innocent girl being bullied by a mysterious person, and then, and then...

He drove the mysterious man away using his superb magical skills.

"Tom, you encountered a mysterious person and even defeated him?" Li Su exclaimed in surprise, "My God, I had no idea you were so, so amazing!"

"No, I didn't encounter him. I was just asking if you'd seen the mysterious man." Tom yawned, pulled the covers up, and said, "Alright, you should rest now. Remember to hang your stockings by your beds; maybe you'll find gifts from Santa Claus in them tomorrow."

Santa Claus?

Those are all lies told to children.

Li Su and Terry curled their lip in disdain.

They're not children; they wouldn't believe what Tom said.

A moment later, even breathing could be heard coming from Tom's bed.

The two parted on bad terms and quickly went to sleep.

Just as the two of them were fast asleep, Tom suddenly sprang out of bed.

The time... well, it's not even midnight yet, Christmas isn't over.

He carefully took out the prepared Christmas gifts and placed them on the bedside tables of his two roommates, then sneaked out of the dormitory.

Hogwarts is quiet tonight... or perhaps not so quiet.

Some dormitories were bustling with activity, after all, the holiday was starting tomorrow.

However, Tom did not see Mr. Filch, and he began to grow bolder.

The office of the Slytherin Dean.

Tom carefully used a lock-picking spell to open the door and went inside.

"Tom, do you want to explain why you're here so late?" Snape, like a vampire, sat there without the lights on, startling Tom.

"Professor, a Christmas present."

Tom handed a box to Snape with both hands.

"Hmph." Snape turned his head away. "Boring. I really don't understand why you waste your time on this. You could be doing so many more meaningful things!"

So, now that you've given them everything, why aren't you leaving?

Tom stood there, holding out his hand to Snape: "Professor, where's my Christmas present?"

Snape: "?"

"Professor, where is my Christmas present?" Tom asked again.

He may be the only person in history to ask "Professor" Snape for a gift.

Chapter 67 Tom: It's nothing, I just saved the world (3rd update)

"I didn't prepare anything boring like that!"

"Really, Professor?" Tom bluntly exposed Snape. "What are you holding behind your back? I can smell a hint of jasmine and a faint scent of herbs in your office."

As you know, I'm very sensitive to smells.

Stop being so arrogant, Professor Snape!

Snape tossed the things behind him to Tom like trash, and snorted before leaving.

It was obvious that he had waited here specifically for Tom.

Professor Snape seemed to know that Tom would come.

After saying goodbye to Snape, Tom moved on to another location.

Professor Dumbledore.

Wow, the old man is a night owl too, he's still up so late. Tom gave him the gift and received a return gift in return.

Professor Sprout was already asleep, but a sock was hanging in the greenhouse.

Professor Sprout seems to have a childlike heart; even at his age, he still believes Santa Claus will come. So Tom had no choice but to play the role of Santa Claus and stuff the things into the stocking.

After all the gifts were handed over, Tom had one last one left.

Hermione Granger, that crybaby, deserves a comfortable and enviable Christmas too.

But how do you get into the girls' dormitory?

After using the invisibility spell, Tom paced back and forth in the dark in front of the Gryffindor girls' dormitory.

Hmm... that's really baffling.

But as if by telepathy, the dormitory door opened, revealing a crack.

Hermione scurried around like a mischievous little imp.

"It's safe." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and hurried away from the dangerous place.

Tom's lips curled slightly when he saw the gift box in Hermione's hand.

Tom coughed twice, mimicking Professor Snape's icy tone.

"Miss Granger, perhaps you should tell me why you're still out in the hallway so late?"

"I'm sorry, Professor Snape!" Hermione, like a startled rabbit, immediately turned to apologize to Tom.

But when she saw the person in front of her clearly, her cheeks swelled up and turned bright red.

"Tom!"

"Hey, good evening." Tom raised his hand and greeted Hermione.

"not good!"

"Is the gift box you're holding for me? Thank you."

Hermione pulled her hands behind her back, not giving Tom a chance to get close: "Don't flatter me! Who said it was for you? This is for someone else!"