What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

Slytherin took this class with Gryffindor. They stood casually, their eyes showing the excitement of attending the first class. But some people also frowned. Shimaier heard a fat Gryffindor girl ask Caroline if the Herbology Society was difficult. Caroline said no. But the girl still looked worried.

Fortunately, in the first class, the professor of Herbology did not assign any complicated and troublesome tasks to them. She introduced herself as Professor Madison. Professor Madison is a witch who always has a smile on her face. Although she often digs dirt in the greenhouse, she has a serious mysophobia.

"I hope you can clean up the greenhouse after every class. If I see a little bit of dirt on the operating table, I will deduct points from that college." Professor Madison said, "Of course I believe you can do it. Right, just cleaning up."

Everyone nodded. Professor Madison also nodded with satisfaction and introduced the plants in the greenhouse to everyone. Some are very useful medicinal materials, and some are terrifying plants that can cause death. Shimaier had long forgotten about the courses on herbs and potions, so she also took notes carefully. She secretly glanced at Tom's book and noticed that he had already made notes in beautiful and neat fonts. Next to him, Avery I'm asking Tom to borrow it and copy it.

Caroline and Semmel sat together and seemed to have become good friends, even though neither one mentioned it. The morning passed quickly, and Professor Madison asked them to go back to review today's notes for the first herb class. Friday's class would be about actually learning about plants.

At noon, students all gathered in the auditorium for lunch. Shimael announced to Alphard and Caroline that she had unilaterally relieved herself and forgave Tom, so she ran over to sit next to Tom again.

"I want to announce something to you, I forgive you." Shimaier took two pieces of grilled chicken steak from the dining table and put them into his bowl. "Oh." Tom took a sip of water and did not express his opinion too much. Shimaier knew that he was like this, indifferent and taciturn, and the politeness he showed in front of other students was just a disguise. He didn't bother with his cold attitude, but was happy that he continued to face her with his true self.

"Okay, okay, I'll just treat you as taciturn, cherishing words like gold, silence is golden, and being unsmiling." Shimaier took another ice cream ball and ate it, "It's so delicious." So she invited Alphard to try the ice cream too, then tore off a page and wrote the news that the ice cream was delicious, folded it into a paper airplane, and blew it to fly to the Gryffindor table. Caroline took one and gave it to Tom herself.

"Eat this quickly, it's delicious. I personally chose the lemon flavor." Shimaier pushed the ice cream towards Tom. Tom glanced at it and frowned, "No." He remembered that Shimaier's favorite things were very extreme, such as Bibi's multi-flavored beans last time.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want." Shimaier took the one back. "Who said I have a good temper? I think I am the kindest person in the world. Every time I think about the past, I have a better understanding of my own kindness. A higher level.”

"Your kindness is to use a curse to entangle the hands of Avery and Lestrange." Tom looked at Shimaier with a careful look. "The lower grades will never learn that level of spells. Even senior students rarely come into contact with such harmful spells. Shimaier, where did you learn it?" Although it was a question, the tone was more interrogative than inquiring.

"Well, this problem may be that my magic power is gone. Alas, I am too out of control. I am simply a beast. Hahaha, I made an appointment with Caroline to go to the classroom together. I will go to her first to say goodbye to Tom." He said Get up and prepare to run away. "Don't get too close to Gryffindors, Shimael. They are not good friends." Tom said with a dollop of lemon ice cream, but Shimael didn't pay attention.

"Weird taste." Tom took a bite.

The first class in the afternoon was the Transfiguration class, and they were taught by Professor Dumbledore. During class, Shimeier did not choose to sit with Caroline, but chose to sit next to Tom. "I want to supervise you." Shimaier whispered to Tom. "Your supervision is right. Dumbledore knows my true situation. There is really no need for me to pretend in front of him." Tom's whole aura was different from when he faced his classmates and other classes. "I am unique. , he also knows.”

Dumbledore waited for all the students to sit down before he slowly said, "Hello everyone, I am Dumbledore, the professor of your Transfiguration class. I hope everyone can learn what they need in my class." Shimaier They clapped immediately, followed closely by Caroline, and then everyone clapped, and Tom reluctantly clapped a few times with his hands.

Dumbledore smiled and waited quietly for the applause to subside. "Everyone is very energetic. Now open "Elementary Transfiguration". Transfiguration is a very dangerous magic, so let's understand the theoretical knowledge first."

After Schimmel carefully and neatly copied his notes, Dumbledore gave everyone a match and asked the students to turn the match into a needle.

Until the end of get out of class, only Tom and Shimeier succeeded in turning the match into a needle. Caroline also changed the end of the match and turned it into metal, but it was not thin enough. Dumbledore gave Slytherin twenty points and Gryffindor ten points.

Lestrange and Avery kept complaining on the way to Potions class that it was unfair and why points should be given to Gryffindor. "Because Caroline also changed the match, it's better than picking up a stick and swinging it stupidly for a lesson to no avail." Shimaier couldn't help but said when he heard them talking like this. "You'd better remember that you're from Slytherin, not Gryffindor," Avery said, but he didn't dare to say anything radical because he was afraid that Shimaier would go crazy again. "Of course I will win honor for Slytherin, but it does not prevent me from becoming friends with others." After saying this, Shimaier rushed to the Potions classroom without looking back, because there was no Potions class on Monday. With Gryffindor, so she couldn't be with Caroline.

"The troll girl is really weird. Riddle, you have to be careful. I think she is interested in you. Otherwise, why would she keep pestering you? If you want to get rid of her, we can help you. Her wand must be second-hand, then It’s old, I don’t know how it can still be used,” Lestrange said. "She and I come from the same orphanage." Riddle replied coldly. "Well, I think she is out of tune with us. You are different from Riddle." Avery said, "You are very powerful. You know, some pure-blood wizards can't compare to you."

"I don't know my ancestry because I have been in an orphanage since I was a child. But I have known since I was a child that I am different from them. I have many secrets. Do you know where I can find the most useful information?" Tom raised his eyebrows. explain. "If you want to ask the current wizard family, we can tell you. Before, the Hogwarts library had a lot of books. If you want to know anything, we can go find it with you." Lestrange deliberately put this The words were spoken loudly, as if he were telling the people around him how good his relationship with Tom was.

It is true that Tom is too eye-catching for a freshman, not only for his appearance, but also for his abilities.

The Potions classroom was in the basement. When Shimael entered, she felt only filled with smoke. She found a seat and sat down casually. After Tom walked in, he did not accept the invitation of Lestrange and Avery, but chose to sit with Shimaier. "I knew you were the best Tom. They are a hotel and I am a home. I understand, huh, huh." "What are you talking about?" Tom really didn't understand. These were just or too much for the current Tom. Way ahead of its time, Shimaier thought.

After all the students had arrived, Professor Horn appeared from behind the crucible that was emitting smoke. "Wonderful potion," Professor Horn said, wiping his hands. "It is a very magical subject. It can help you bring good luck and prevent death."

Shimaier could feel Tom's obvious stiffness, and he stared at Professor Horn more intently. Professor Horn felt Tom's fiery gaze and smiled at him, recognizing him as the freshman who made a splash at the opening banquet. "Of course, this can only be done by talented people."

Next, Professor Horn asked them to work in pairs to prepare a medicine to treat burns. "You are responsible for cutting and grinding the materials." Tom quickly completed the division of labor. "Okay." Shimaier carefully polished the snake teeth in his hand, and suddenly thought of something and asked Tom, "Tom, what would you do if you could live forever?" Tom didn't answer the question, the smoke obscured his brows. Shimaier didn't need an answer from him, because she knew the answer.

The Potions lesson ended with Professor Horn praising Tom for how perfect his potion was. After class, Shimaier wanted to take Tom to eat with her. She was really hungry and it was the time to grow taller. But Tom ran to ask Professor Horn questions as soon as get out of class was over.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Mellors, is an old man. He introduced that he had been a duel champion in the past. This class was a bit too boring for Shimael, because she had learned dark magic in Durmstrang. Tom is also very interested in this course, and he would be more interested if there were no words about defense. When a person shows a strong interest in something, he will always study it seriously. Just like a teacher who discovers a student who is extremely enthusiastic about knowledge, he will like it very much.

There is no doubt that Tom is such a person.

The one who takes History of Magic is Professor Binns, the only ghost professor at Hogwarts. Its classes are very suitable for falling asleep, because it always just reads from the book. Shimaier's history of magic is very good, so he can always sleep peacefully without waking up suddenly and disturbing the names of famous people and dates before going back to sleep.

The teacher of the Charms class is Professor Cameron, an old man with a beard. He also witnessed Tom's performance when school started. He always had higher requirements for Tom than the average person, and Tom always surprised him.

The astronomy teacher is a thin, dark-skinned female teacher, and her classes are at the observatory. Shimael liked this place. It's so close to the sky, it must be exciting to jump down.

On Friday, when they finally came out of the greenhouse, Shimael realized that the week was over, that is, it had been a week since he came to Hogwarts.

Shimaier felt someone coming behind him, thinking it was Tom, so he fell straight back, pretending to faint, holding his forehead and leaning on the person, "Tom, time flies so fast." "He seems to be going." It's the library" was Alphard's voice. Shimaier realized that he had leaned on the wrong person, and immediately stood up straight, "Hahahahaha, what a coincidence, I met you here." Shimaier dug at the soil on the ground with his toes, hoping that he could get through.

There are some things that the people involved think are nothing, but the onlookers react very loudly. "I saw it, the troll girl was leaning on Blake," Avery said in a weird voice.

"If it were me, when the Troll came close to me, I would burn this robe right away." Lestrange said, "But the Troll can't do that because she has no money to buy a new robe." Then she used A very exaggerated laugh.

"Black, don't forget your identity and don't embarrass the pure-blood family." Avery said in front of Shimaier and Alphard.

Alphard was about to retort when he heard Shimaier scolding him directly, "Who is it that is embarrassing? There really is something wrong with you. You come to pick on me every day. Do you have bubbles in your mouth or something wrong in your head?" Shimaier couldn't bear it any longer, so he pulled out his wand and pointed it at him. It was time for get out of class to end, and they were surrounded by students passing by.

Avery felt very humiliated by being insulted. He thought that he had learned a lot from Riddle recently, and with Lestrange, two people had a good chance of winning against one person, so he gave Lestrange a With a wink, the other party immediately understood and drew out his wand.

"You keep saying that everyone should be proud of the glory of Slytherin. Do you think you are worthy? A child who has been pampered since childhood, do you know how to write the word respect?" Shimaier was really angry. Do you think you are a fool if you don't get angry?" She waved her wand, and when she was about to cast the spell, a voice stopped her.

"Miss Semmel, stop." It was Professor Slughorn, with Walburga beside him. And Lucretia also rushed over with Ogg. The two sisters looked at each other and smiled, both looking like they were watching a good show.

"Professor, Shimael, she is because" Alphard was about to defend, but Lucretia scolded him, "Shut up, Alphard, come over here." And Alphard took a step back, "I don't, Shimael She didn't do anything wrong, at least she didn't do magic, so it doesn't break the school rules."

The faces of the two sisters, Walburga and Lucretia, turned ugly. Ogg was very excited, "But she wanted to do that, didn't she! She should be in solitary confinement, I think so, Professor Horn." He looked at Slughorn expectantly.

Shimaier didn't say a word. She didn't bother to defend herself for this group of people, she just put away her wand. He crossed his arms and looked at Slughorn, waiting for him to speak.

"Miss Shimeier, can you explain what just happened?" Professor Horn asked. After all, both parties are students of their own college. "No, just think I'm crazy." Shimaier curled his lips and said.

"It was Avery and Lestrange who insulted Shimael," Alphard said. Lucretia and Walburga stared at Alphard with angry expressions. They felt that this younger brother was different since they were young. Although they tried their best to tolerate him, he always caused trouble for them.

"Really? What did you say?" Professor Horn asked Avery and Lestrange. No matter how arrogant they are, they are still children and still cower in front of the teacher. "We thought, well, maybe the Sorting Hat made a mistake. Otherwise, how could Shimeier be allowed in to confuse the bloodline?" Avery stammered. Horn was shocked when he heard this. "Merlin's beard! How could you have such an idea! Slytherin welcomes outstanding and ambitious people." Professor Horn said angrily.

Lucretia wanted to say something else, but Walburga suddenly screamed, because a black snake was wrapped around Lucretia's ankle, and it opened its mouth and bit it in one bite.

The situation suddenly became even more confusing because the snake was obviously venomous. Walburga screamed loudly, and Lucretia fainted from fright. Alphard immediately went up and took the snake off Lucretia's feet without fear that it was a poisonous snake. Avery and Lestrange were already Stunned and staying in place, Professor Horn was also startled, but he immediately recovered and directed Ogg to send Lucretia to the hospital wing.

Tom was standing in the bushes at the back, holding a copy of the Pure Blood Directory in his arms. The branches obscured his figure and no one noticed him.

In the chaos, Shimaier suddenly thought of something. She looked around, found Tom, and took advantage of the chaos to sneak over.

Shimaier took Tom and ran to the top observatory. There is no one here except for classes in the evening.

"Tom, your heroic move to save the beauty is so cool." Shimaier gasped and used his hand to breathe.

"That girl gave me trouble, not because of you," Tom said. "I was injured when I had a conflict with you. No one will suspect me. You can help me clear away the suspicion." Tom found a place to sit down and turned over the book. Looking at the book in his hand.

"To be honest, did you hear Walburga's scream? It would be a pity for her not to become a soprano." Shimaier laughed non-stop when he thought of the funny looks of the two sisters. "It's so noisy, I'm reading a book." Tom brushed his fingers over every line in the book, searching for something carefully, with a serious look that Shimeier had never seen before in class.

"Oh." Shimaier became quiet instantly. She hugged her legs and sat next to Tom, staring at the sky without saying a word.

"Tom, am I holding you back? Would it be better for you not to get to know me, or simply turn against me, so that Avery and Lestrange will like you more." Shimaier buried his head. Say it between your legs. "I have no way to refute what they say. I can only tell them to shut up and then do something. Because even if I don't care about them, they won't treat me kindly."

"Why can't you refute it?" Tom closed the book. "At least so far, Slytherin has not accepted Muggle-born wizards. Shimaier, your father or mother is also a wizard."

Shimaier didn't know what to say, but after a while he still asked, "Will talking to me affect your friendship with them?"

"No one can affect my plan." Tom said this with pride and confidence. Indeed, the future Dark Lord will not be restrained by anyone. Avery and Lestrange are just his pedals.