Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

After saying that, without waiting for Tom's reply, Misha pulled her shadow away into the distance.

"What are you doing?" Misha gritted her teeth, her eyes so fierce she looked like she wanted to devour the shadow.

"What?" Shadow shrugged. "Don't you know it in your heart? Why do I need to say it? The person who knows me best is you."

You want to be Tom's brother and sister for life? I don't want that.

“Who wants to be Tom’s brother and sister for life?” Misha’s ears flushed red.

"Oh, really?" Shadow became smug, smoothing her hair with both hands to reveal her smooth forehead like Misha, and mimicking Misha's tone, she said in a high-pitched voice, "She's Tom's sister, and all she wants is to watch Tom grow up well, and then open a flower shop next to the orphanage..."

"Get lost!" Misha raised her hand and slapped him.

But Shadow wasn't going to take it lying down. He stopped Misha's hand and continued sarcastically, "She really wants to change her last name to Riddle, so everyone will know that Misha is Tom's sister."

It's only right for an older brother to protect his younger sister, and the younger sister will protect her older brother too.

"Don't go too far!" Misha exclaimed, very urgently. "You know I'm not like that."

“But you’re scared, aren’t you?” Isabel interrupted her studies, a smile spreading across her face. “You’re scared, but I’m not. I don’t want to see Tom walking down the aisle with another girl in the future. The person who should walk down the aisle with Tom is me, and it can only be me!”

For the first time, Shadow spoke his mind.

Declare sovereignty!

Why should Tom be given to Hermione?

Tom and Hermione have only known each other for a short time, while I've been in contact with Tom for a very, very long time.

Moreover, Tom had told her stories to lull her to sleep before—although Tom was telling stories to Misha, not Shadow.

That's not important!

Shadow thought to himself, "I heard it too. As long as I heard it, Tom was telling me stories to me."

Hermione? I don't know her. She's an outsider.

"Stop talking! What if Tom hears us?" Misha hurriedly covered Shadow's mouth. "Miss Hermione is a good person, I don't want..."

"So you mean you'd be willing to watch Hermione and Tom get married?" Shadow slapped Misha's hand away and asked her in return.

"No, that's not what I meant. I just... I just wanted to..."

Shadow: "You want to marry Tom along with Hermione?"

“It’s not impossible…” Misha’s voice was very low, so low that she could hardly hear herself.

She knew that this statement might not be realistic, but that was indeed what she thought.

Misha thought Tom was a good person—strong, handsome, caring, and very kind to her.

But that doesn't mean Hermione is bad.

On the contrary, Hermione is a good person.

Hermione is beautiful and handsome, with an adult demeanor in every move she makes, and her clear brown eyes seem fearless.

Hermione is also a gentle lady.

Misha thought that if they could both marry Tom, it might be a good outcome.

"I think you've really gone mad! What kind of storybooks do you read? Which storybook tells you that a boy can marry several girls at the same time!" Shadow roared, grabbing Misha's hair. "Throw away those ridiculous ideas in your head! I'm telling you, a boy can only marry one girl, understand?"

If Tom's future spouse isn't you, or me, then it will definitely be Hermione!

Unfortunately, Tom was enjoying his meal at that moment.

Fortunately, Tom didn't hear what they were saying.

Otherwise, I would really argue with those two kids.

Who says you have to get married in the future?

After marriage, there's only a wife; but if you're not married...

A baby is a baby, a darling is a darling, and a little sister is a little sister!

And my future isn't just about Hermione.

Besides Hermione, there's also Cho Chang, the Great Empress, the Great Empress #2, the Great Empress #3...

After a while, Tom saw the shadow release Misha.

They have such a good relationship.

Tom thought to himself.

They looked like they were about to argue just a moment ago, but now they've made up as if nothing happened.

What an enviable friendship! Every time Hermione and I have a fight, I have to coax her back.

"What did you just say? I saw you having a very heated discussion."

"I'm not telling you." Misha pouted, plopped down next to Tom, picked up a sandwich, and took a bite.

Misha's small teeth marks were left on the sandwich bread. She had bitten down hard, leaving clear marks mixed with water stains, but even that didn't quell her anger.

"Misha, has Professor Sprout arranged accommodation for you?"

Misha nodded: "I live with the professor. Professor Sprout is a good person. I like her very much. She taught me a lot today."

Tom nodded.

That's natural.

What student wouldn't like Professor Sprout?

She was always so kind and good to every student, regardless of whether their grades were good or bad.

Even if you fall asleep in her herb class, Professor Sprout will only pat you on the shoulder and ask if you didn't sleep well last night and if you need to rest in her greenhouse hammock.

Professor Sprout is right.

"Isabel, have you found a place to stay? Did Professor Snape tell you where you're staying?"

"Not yet." The shadow's expression suddenly turned miserable. "But it's okay, I can go back to Misha's shadow at night. I'm used to it."

“No, no.” Tom shook his finger. “Now that you’re in Hogwarts, you should experience life at Hogwarts properly. Come stay with me tonight, and I’ll ask Professor Snape to let me go back to my dormitory.”

Everyone else in my dorm has gone home, and I've already asked them to empty their beds. You can hide in my shadow, and I can lead you into the boys' dorm.

Shadow felt a surge of joy.

Misha felt a pang of sorrow.

The two spoke at the same time.

"That's great!"

"Absolutely not!"

It's clear who agrees and who disagrees.

Misha was the one who refused, of course.

Isabelle's heart is known to all!

If she were to live with Tom, who knows what would happen between the two of them.

As Tom's sister... well, temporarily, she has a duty to protect Tom's safety and absolutely cannot let that bastard Shadow succeed.

“Come and sleep with me. I’ll ask Professor Sprout to give you a place to rest.”

Shadow pouted and immediately rejected Misha: "I'm not going. Tom is right. I should have a human life. I want to live in the dormitory with Tom."

Pshaw, why would I sleep with you when I can sleep with Tom?

I'm not stupid, nor am I a coward.

When night falls... I'm going to sneak into Tom's room and into his bed!

Don't you like to sleep with your teddy bear?

Just live your whole life with your teddy bear!

Misha wanted to say something, but a sound came from the stairwell, and she quickly looked startled.

Professor Sprout couldn't completely stop the fat bats!

The fat bat is coming down!

How to do?

Misha looked at Tom with concern.

Tom didn't even take out his wand; he silently cast an invisibility spell on Misha.

Without saying another word, Misha hid in the shadows.

A moment later, Professor Snape emerged from the shadows, his gaze sweeping across the room.

Strange, where is Misha?

He remembered that Misha had clearly sneaked in, but why hadn't she found that guy?

Moreover, it always seemed as if there was a gaze watching over me from the shadows.

Snape looked into the shadows; no one was there.

There was no longer the scent that Misha had worn before in the air.

Was it Tom's doing?

Has this kid's invisibility spell become this powerful?

Snape was somewhat surprised, but he didn't expose her.

After standing at the top of the stairs for a while, he heard very faint footsteps, which meant that someone had slipped past him.

"Tom, Isabel, I think you've eaten enough."

"Professor Snape, would you like some?"

Unusually, Snape did not refuse Tom.

But instead of sitting down like Tom, he stood up and took two sandwiches.

“I don’t recall bringing you any sandwiches,” Snape said curtly.