HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

Shimaier is looking forward to December 12th more and more, because everything is ready.

With the Rozier brothers and sisters in the common room this year, Shimaier can't sing Happy Birthday so unscrupulously. This makes Shimaier frustrated, because such a perfect singing voice can't be displayed, which makes her think this will be Tom's birthday regrets.

The Christmas decorations have not been taken down yet, and the hall is still full of fairy tale atmosphere. Twelve Christmas trees are neatly placed on both sides of the hall. The transparent ceiling is also decorated to simulate snowing scenes, but the snow falls on the long table or It will automatically disappear on the ground.

"It's romantic~" Shimaier sighed while looking at the snowy ceiling, "Do you think it's romantic?"

Tom wiped his mouth and said, "Just average."

Shimaier nodded, "Indeed, it's average compared to mine."

"So" Tom looked at Shimaier and waited for her to continue.

"You can't wait, don't be so impatient Tom, the real show always comes later." Shimaier held his face with his hands and looked at Tom with a smile in his eyes. "Happy birthday Tom, I'm sorry you can't be with me." Happy birthday sung by a singing voice.”

"That's the best." Tom's face turned dark as he obviously remembered the scene where Shimaier sang Happy Birthday last year.

"Have a happy birthday for you." Seeing Tom like this, Shimaier wanted to tease him deliberately. "If you really regret that you can't hear my singing voice, I don't mind singing for you alone in a place where no one is around."

Tom immediately stood up and walked out, deliberately going to study his secrets. He had too much to be busy with, including his own life experience, the secret room, and winning over people's hearts.

Shimaier didn't bother him, just shouted behind him, "Observatory at eight o'clock in the evening! Oh, remember to eat less!"

Shimaier was not surprised that Tom did not appear in the hall at noon. He was too busy. Shimaier's only worry was that Tom would starve to death, so he put in a lot more sugar when making cakes in the afternoon.

"Eat more sugar and gain weight." Shimaier smiled evilly and whipped the cream vigorously.

In the afternoon, Shimaier went to the observatory and the Forbidden Forest to check the "surprise" at night to make sure it was all right before returning to the castle.

I don’t know where Tom ran away again. Maybe successful people in the future are always mysterious. Shimaier didn't pay much attention and found the Christmas gift sent to him by Caroline and Alphard from under the Christmas tree in the lounge.

Caroline gave Semmel a book in return called "How to Become an Animagus" and a book of poetry. She also included a letter saying that they must give it a try when Christmas is over. , myself and Alphard will go to Diagon Alley to purchase materials needed for experiments before the end of the holiday.

"Animagus," Shimaier recited the name silently. It's not that she hasn't tried it before, but the conditions for becoming an Animagus are too demanding, and something always goes wrong every time. If anything went wrong during the process, she would have to start all over again. Shimaier thought that if she could, she would like her Animagus to be a crow.

What Alphard gave him was a bottle of ink, which matched the set of quills he gave him last year.

Tom didn't appear in the hall until dinner time.

"Great, we can go to the observatory together when you come!" Seeing Tom appear in the hall, Shimaier sat down next to Tom with a plate.

There is a faint darkness under Tom's eyes, which is enough to show that he has been really tired recently - the Christmas holiday is the most relaxing period of managing Hogwarts. Some secrets that you can't usually find can be obtained at this time.

"Here's a chicken leg!" Shimaier put a chicken leg on Tom's plate, but Tom didn't move and only drank some orange juice.

"Why don't you eat?" Shimaier asked, wondering if Tom really had anorexia?

"I want to eat less," said Tom. "You told me in the morning, I want to eat less."

Shimaier didn't know what to say for a moment, and her heart was filled with a joyful and speechless emotion. She was happy that Tom really listened to her words, but she was speechless because she suspected that Tom was a fool for listening to her words like this.

Shimaier ate a lot, but Tom frowned and stopped her from reaching out for the roast chicken for the eighth time. "You should eat less." Shimaier took back his hand and said, "Okay, okay," and wiped his mouth.

Winter nights were always dark very late. They sat in the auditorium and warmed themselves by the fire. The blazing flames were crackling. Shimael enjoyed the warmth. This was a treatment that was not available in the Slytherin lounge.

Tom was still wearing around his neck the Christmas present Shimeier had given him last year. "You like it very much?" Shimaier asked. He didn't expect Tom to respond, but Tom nodded for the first time.

"It's quite warm," said Tom.

When the sky completely darkened, Shimeier picked up the basket containing the birthday cake and said, "Let's go, Tom!"

They walked through the corridors all the way to the North Tower. The entire Hogwarts was deserted. Shimaier was humming a tune in a good mood, because he couldn't help but smile when he thought about what was going to happen.

They came to the observatory. Shimaier first cast a locking spell on the door, and then sat down on the ground with his legs crossed. "Sit anywhere you want" she asked Tom to sit down.

"Let's eat the cake first." Shimaier opened the basket and took out the small cream cake inside. The cake also had "Happy Birthday to Tom Riddle by Shimaier" crookedly written with chocolate sauce.

Tom's eyes reflected the candles on the cake. He didn't know what he was thinking. The 13 candles were still burning tenaciously in the cold wind.

"Make a wish! Tom," Shimeier said, "don't let me sing Happy Birthday, because I will start singing the next second!"

Shimaier began to sing Happy Birthday while clapping time with his hands. Tom also closed his eyes. When Shimaier finished singing, he slowly opened his eyes and blew out the candles.

Shimaier quickly handed the spoon to Tom, "Eat quickly, eat quickly." Tom asked, "Aren't you going to eat?" "I'm afraid you'll starve to death!" Shimaier said with a smile, and pushed the cake in front of Tom.

Tom took a spoonful and put it in his mouth, frowning and saying, "It's too sweet."

"I read a sentence from Caroline's book, life is hard, so you have to eat more sweets." Shimaier couldn't stand being so pretentious and stuck out his tongue. "Okay, actually, I think you should eat more sweets every day." There are very few things that are afraid of starving you to death and want you to gain weight.”

Fortunately, the cake was made quite small this time, Shimaier thought, otherwise Tom would never be able to finish it.

After Tom finally swallowed the last bite, Shimaier stood up and pulled Tom up from the ground.

Shimeier was in front of Tom, trying to take off his scarf. Tom discovered her intention, grabbed Shimaier's wrist and asked "What?"

"Of course I'm giving you a surprise." Shimaier said with a smile. Tom let go of Shimaier's wrist and allowed her to take off the scarf and cover his eyes with the scarf.

It was pitch black before his eyes, so all his senses were amplified. Tom could clearly feel the wind blowing across his neck, making it cool.

Suddenly, there was a "squeak" sound, and Tom pulled off the scarf covering his eyes.

I saw colorful fireworks blooming in the sky, and almost the entire night was illuminated by the fireworks. Shimaier stood in front of Tom and said with a smile against the light of the fireworks.

"Happy birthday, Tom Riddle."

Behind her, fireworks kept flying into the sky and exploding. The colorful fireworks accentuated the dark night, and Tom was temporarily absent-minded.

"Is it romantic? Is it good-looking? I prepared too hastily and I spent a lot of effort to get gunpowder!" Shimaier saw that Tom was in a daze and bumped him with his hand.

Tom lowered his head slightly and looked at Shimaier seriously. The light of the fireworks continued to shine on their faces.

The lips were close.

Shimaier's face turned red quickly. She knew she should push Tom away at this time, but her body was stiff.

The kiss lasted until the fireworks ended, and then Tom removed their lips from each other. In fact, he didn't understand what a kiss was, but Shimaier had done the same thing last time.

No one spoke for a while, and the air was still filled with the smell of ambiguity and sulfur.

But the sudden roar broke the tranquility.

The administrator Ogg roared angrily, "Who is it! He doesn't follow the rules! I must hang him up! People inside open the door for me!" There was a violent banging sound at the door, and Shimaier was extremely lucky that he had opened the door. Anti-lock spell.

She quickly pulled out two hang glider equipment from under the cosmic sky instrument on the side of the observatory. "I won't prepare brooms stupidly, although I like the feeling of flying."

Shimaier said and quickly gave Tom a "My original plan was for us to fly together under the night sky lit by fireworks. Oh, we have to leave quickly!"

The knocking at the door grew louder, and Shimeier jumped up on the railing and held out his hand to Tom.

"tom, youjump, ijump."