Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

"What about you? Aren't you leaving?"

“I’m not leaving,” the shadow said coldly. “I know you have a deep understanding of dark magic.”

"I'm just a potions professor, all I know is potions."

Shadow scoffed, "Nonsense! I'm very sensitive to dark magic. The blackness you see is the result of long-term research into dark magic!"

"You want to learn dark magic?"

"miss you!"

"why?"

"..." Shadow didn't speak, but his gaze unconsciously drifted back to Tom.

If I can learn dark magic well, next time I won't need Tom to stand in front of me; I can protect Tom myself!

That's what the shadow thought.

“Alright, I’ll teach you.” Professor Snape put his hands behind his back. “On the condition that you first master Potions.”

"I won't be as kind to you as Professor Pomona. You can eat when you meet my requirements."

Tom yawned long from behind.

What are those two talking about?

It feels so strange, they suddenly formed a united front?

"Tom, it's been a long time since you practiced Occlumency and Shadowless Spell, hasn't it?"

Suddenly, Snape changed the subject, his gaze sweeping over Tom.

I?

Tom pointed to himself.

I'm already at LV.8, that's enough, right?

Do I really want to level up to LV.10?

"Now, immediately, get to the sealed room. I want to see your magic improve when I go down."

Sigh, Professor Snape is about to start torturing us again.

Exactly...

Tom also had a new idea in mind.

He has to give it a try; if he can succeed, his strength can be further improved.

……

The Weasleys.

This was Hermione's first time visiting a proper wizarding family.

There were no Muggles in Ron's house, only wizards.

This feeling is quite different from Hogwarts.

"Hermione, come, come, please sit down." Molly affectionately pulled Hermione to sit down.

Molly Weasley, Ron's mother.

The father's name was Arthur, and the couple had six sons and one daughter. Hermione was so shocked when she heard the news that her jaw almost dropped.

Too much!

It even made Hermione's first thought to be whether she might also...

“Ms. Molly, thank you for taking me in.”

“What do you mean by taking you in or not? You’re Ron’s friend, so of course we’d be happy to welcome you.” Molly smiled broadly. “Hermione, have you eaten yet? We were just about to eat, would you like to join us?”

"Thank you, I've already eaten."

Hermione turned her head and looked at the staircase above the corridor.

Hermione wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but it seemed like a gaze had just been cast from that direction.

strangeness.

Did I see it wrong?

Chapter 81 I'm Going to Surpass Tom!

Ginny Weasley was the youngest child in her family.

She gazed longingly at Hermione from afar.

Ginny will never forget that moment—four months ago, in Diagon Alley, Hermione participated in a contest hosted by Mr. Lockhart.

She witnessed that scene with her own eyes!

Hermione wielded her wand, crushing all the other wizards and winning first place in the competition.

So cool!

This was the first time Ginny had ever realized that a wizard who hadn't even enrolled in school could be this powerful.

Suddenly, Hermione turned around.

Ginny could only hurriedly hide in a corner, and after confirming that the other party hadn't noticed her, she patted her chest and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Ginny, come down for dinner!"

"Okay," Ginny replied hastily, hurrying downstairs with her head down, avoiding looking at Hermione by the fireplace.

After a quick meal, Ginny hurriedly ran back upstairs without saying a word.

“Ginny’s acting weird today,” Ron scratched his head and turned to Hermione. “She was really looking forward to it before you came. She really wanted to get along with you, but I don’t know why…”

Hermione, perhaps you could go up and check on her.

"sure."

Hermione didn't want to just sit there doing nothing either.

She didn't dislike Ron's parents; it was just that there was a generation gap between them. The Mollies would only ask Hermione how she was doing at school, how her grades were, how her relationship with the professors was, and if she had any problems with magic...

Hermione felt that telling the truth might put a little pressure on Ron and the others, so she decided against it.

As I walked upstairs, a small sign stood in front of the door in the corridor, with a nice-sounding name written on it.

Ginny.

Hermione raised her hand and knocked on the door: "Ginny, are you there?"

A flurry of noise came from inside the room. Ginny bumped into the table leg in her haste, gasped for breath, but quickly ran to the door and opened it.

Ginny was very small—really small, half a head shorter than Hermione.

She was somewhat thin, but that didn't detract from Ginny's extremely beautiful face.

Hermione rarely sees any child as beautiful as her.

The fiery red hair looked perfectly natural on her, as if it existed specifically for her.

Hermione asked, "I just heard a loud noise, are you alright?"

"I bumped my foot, it's nothing." Ginny lowered her head. "Hermione, please come in. My room might be a little messy, please... don't mind."

As Hermione entered the room, she smelled a pleasant fragrance.

That was the scent coming from Ginny.

The room was not messy; in fact, it was very tidy.

—It's at least much tidier than Hermione's room.

Compared to Hermione's chaotic doghouse, Ginny's room was perfect.

Seeing this, Hermione felt a little embarrassed. She coughed and quickly changed the subject: "Let me see the foot you just bumped."

Ginny's feet were small, and after she took off her white socks, her toes were slightly red.

"This is quite serious," Hermione muttered a spell, and a green light fell on Ginny's toes.

"Silent spellcasting? And without a wand?" Ginny exclaimed. "My goodness, Hermione, just how powerful is your magic?"

It seems like none of my older brothers could do that.

Moreover, Hermione looked very skilled at it; it would take hundreds of repetitions to do that.

"Actually, it's alright. I'm not the best."

There was an even more perverted person named Tom Riddle.

That guy's talent is truly terrifying.

Not only does he have ridiculously strong talent, but he also practices incredibly hard.

"Is there someone more amazing than you?" Ginny asked in surprise. "Is it Harry Potter?"

Ginny has two wizards she admires.

One was Hermione standing in front of him, and the other was Harry Potter.

From a young age, Ginny idolized Harry, the boy who survived countless disasters and was said to be someone even Voldemort, the Dark Lord, couldn't defeat.

“Harry…” Hermione coughed as she thought of that person.

"Is Harry not that great at school? But in the future, Harry will definitely be able to defeat the dark wizard, right?"

Hermione gave a soft "hmm" in response, her tone ambiguous as to whether she agreed or disagreed.

"Actually, I have met a mysterious person. Just like in the legends, the mysterious person has a terrifying appearance. The first time I saw him, I felt fear all over my body."

As Hermione massaged Ginny's feet, she said, "That day, I thought I was going to die. He was really scary, and he even had a very powerful curse."

"Did Harry help you later?" Ginny asked eagerly.

In Ginny's eyes, whenever Voldemort appeared, Harry would definitely appear as well.

He appears everywhere like a prince on a white horse in knight's armor, and Harry will show up whenever someone needs him!