HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

Professor Binns was still reciting on the podium during the History of Magic class on Friday afternoon, but it was rare for the students below that no one slept, but no one listened to the class, because they were allowed to go to Hogsmeade this weekend.

When this notice was posted in the Slytherin common room the day before, the cheers almost shattered the glass, and even the squids in the Black Lake looked into the common room curiously.

"Let's go together, Tom!" Shimaier said to Tom excitedly, "I heard from Alphard that there are a lot of fun things in it."

Tom stroked the feathers of the black quill with his slender white fingers and nodded, "Yes, let's go with Avery and the others."

Shimaier's smiling face fell instantly, and he sat beside Tom bleakly, "Okay, you go ahead, I won't go." Alphard didn't get the signature anyway, he said it was given to him by his parents. punish.

Tom put down the book in his hand and turned his head to look at Shimaier. The weak firelight reflected on his face, bright and dim.

"Shimaier" Tom called her name softly.

"Your name is a lot like Smile, so don't be unhappy."

Tom used two fingers to lift up the corners of Shimaier's drooped mouth. "If you don't go, I will bring you a portion of everything I eat."

"Then you have to remember my taste!" Shimaier's mouth was pinched and he could only say vaguely, "I like extreme tastes."

"Well, okay." Tom had no intention of letting go.

Until Lestrange came over excitedly and said, "Riddle, I must take you to try that butterbeer I mentioned last time."

Since Tom was carrying Lestrange on his back, Lestrange did not see Tom's movements.

Tom then let go of his hand, turned around and said "Okay" to Lestrange with his hands behind his back.

Shimaier could clearly see the fingers that Tom had just pinched the corner of his mouth and gently caressed it.

Lestrange noticed that Shimeier behind Tom rarely asked, "Are you going? I heard from the Black sisters that Alphard can't go without getting a signature."

Shimeier shook his head, and Tom answered, "She's not going, so I guess this is our party."

Lestrange nodded obviously happier than before, "Then I'll tell Avery and the others." and ran away.

"You are very happy without me." Shimaier teased in a weird way.

"They said you don't belong to Slytherin." Tom sat back on the sofa, leaning back and supporting his head with one finger, looking at Shimael with a confused expression. "But they didn't think about another possibility, that you belong to Slytherin." I."

Tom is so crazy.

Shimaier looked at the beautiful eyes in front of him and subconsciously covered them with his hands, "Don't look at me."

Looking at it again makes me blush.

In the noisy lounge, no one paid attention to the undercurrent of emotion in the corner of the sofa.

The gate of Hogwarts on Saturday was bustling with people, and Shimael, Alphard and Caroline were watching them from the clock tower.

Caroline did not choose to go to Hogsmeade, but stayed with them.

"I'm too lazy to leave, just ask them to bring me some food." Although Caroline said this, her eyes still looked forward to Hogsmeade.

Seeing Caroline like this, Alphard blamed himself and pinched the dead skin on his hands, "You don't have to go because of me."

"Stop being so sentimental," said Caroline, "I'm too lazy to leave, so I asked someone to run errands for me."

"That's right, I'm here to accompany Caroline." Shimaier said tacitly.

They went downstairs together, and met the Carroll brothers and sisters at the corner of the stairs who were also going to the hall.

"Why didn't you go to Hogsmeade with Riddle?" Ellas was a little surprised. Abby next to him also looked at Shimaier eagerly. "Is Riddle injured?"

"No, it's just that I didn't go." Shimaier felt that Abbey was a little too concerned about Tom. "How do you say he was injured?"

"Because" Abby was about to say something but was interrupted by Ailas.

"Shut up Abby." This was the first time Shimaier saw Ailas yelling at his sister, because Ailas always defended Abby.

Abby's eyes were visibly red, and tears soon overflowed. She bit her lower lip to hold back her sobs.

"Okay, okay, sister, don't cry. Why don't we go to dinner together?" Shimaier is the last person to comfort strangers. "Let's go, let's go. Anyway, there is no one in the school today. Caroline is also sitting with us." Let’s have some fun together.”

Ailas was a little awkward at first, but Abby nodded obediently.

So a group of them came to the Great Hall of Hogwarts, and they sat at the end of the Slytherin table, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.

However, most people were attracted to Hogsmeade, and only a few students and junior students remained, huddled in the corner and no one cared about them.

"It's so exciting," Caroline said excitedly. "You have to hide me better." She was sandwiched between Alphard and Shimaier, with the Rozier brother and sister blocking her on the opposite side.

The Rozier brothers and sisters were eating quietly opposite. They were always so quiet. Shimaier, on the other hand, said he wanted to keep a low profile but still wanted to drink a glass of Jiaobei juice with Caroline from time to time.

After drinking a glass of wine, Shimaier licked her tongue, "Do you want to drink like this?" She asked the Rozier brother and sister sitting opposite.

However, the Rozier brothers did not speak, probably because they were speechless. Shimaier poured himself another glass of lemon juice without paying attention, and while pouring it, he sang "Lemons, lemons, my favorite, I am sour baby~"

"She's always so excited when she's full," Caroline explained to the Rozier brothers and sisters. Shimaier glanced at their handkerchiefs from the corner of his eye and saw them as a gift from him for Christmas.

"Wow, you guys are really useful." Shimaier opened his eyes in excitement, "Take it well, it's out of print."

"Shimaier" a voice called her, Shimaier looked back and saw that it was Professor Dumbledore.

When Caroline saw Professor Dumbledore, she screamed strangely and covered her head with her robe, as if she was invisible because Dumbledore was the Head of Gryffindor, and Carlo of Gryffindor Lin was now sitting at the Slytherin table.

"Relax, Greengrass." Dumbledore said with a warm smile on his face. "The food on each dean's table has slightly different tastes. You should try more."

Caroline slowly raised her face from her robe. It was the first time Shimaier saw Caroline sweating so much.

"Okay Professor Dumbledore," Caroline said in a voice as small as a fly, with a few strands of hair still stuck to her face.

"I'm here to see Shimaier. Can Shimaier come out for a moment?" Dumbledore looked at Shimaier. Shimaier wiped the water stains on his mouth with his sleeve and said in a panic, "Of course, of course." professor."

They came to Dumbledore's office. Along the way, Shimeier was wondering why he came to see her. Tom had not been in the limelight recently.

The collection of books in Dumbledore's office was no less than that of Professor Binns, and there were bottles and cans on the shelves. Shimael saw the bottle of unicorn blood that was confiscated from Tom.

Dumbledore followed Shimael's gaze and saw the bottle of unicorn blood. "As far as I know, it's still alive."

"Really?" Shimaier turned to look at Dumbledore, "It's so strong."

"Life is sometimes very strong, especially magical life, unless sometimes she wants to give up." Dumbledore said, and Shimaier nodded in agreement. She had survived many dangerous adventures before. Woolen cloth.

But she thought of Tom, whose mother had died, and she said, "What kind of person would give up his life?"

"That must be a very great man." Professor Dumbledore seemed to know that Shimeier would ask this question, and quickly replied, "Death is not terrible. Brave people will face it head-on, and cowardly people will want to avoid it. This It’s what I want to teach you besides knowledge.”

Dumbledore said the word "you" very slowly, and Shimeier could understand the meaning.

She also wanted to, but she couldn't "I can't do it, Professor Dumbledore, you shouldn't put your hopes in me."

Dumbledore's smile was still so warm, and it didn't change when Shimael refused. "Of course you know what I'm talking about, and I also know your difficulties."

"What do you know?" Shimaier was a little worried. She remembered what Professor Lens said in the divination class. She was worried that her secret would be spied on by others.

"I probably know and have heard about it. You know, I won't say it." Dumbledore looked at Shimaier through the lens. "I just need you to pay more attention to him. Since you can use him to enter Hogwarts, I believe This is not difficult for you, you just need to pay more attention."

"I can't do it." Shimaier firmly refused.

Dumbledore's eyes showed a hint of serious scrutiny. He was silent for a long time and looked at Shimael. Finally, he sighed softly, "Okay, okay, if I don't let you out, your friends will I'm sorry, but just think of this conversation as a discussion between you and me about transfiguration."

Finally, Professor Dumbledore gave Shimael a piece of lemon ice cream. "I heard you liked it too." He smiled slyly.

When Shimeier walked out of the door, she realized what Professor Dumbledore meant by this, because as soon as she opened the door, Caroline and Alphard, who were leaning on the door to eavesdrop, almost fell down.

Dumbledore was sorting the bottles behind their backs, and they quickly ran away.

"What did Professor Dumbledore tell you?" Caroline asked as she ran, her tone very worried. "Isn't it because I was caught copying a paper for you last time?"

"No, it's just that he was discussing transfiguration with me." Shimaier replied breathlessly, and they ran to the black lake together before stopping.

"Ah!" Shimaier leaned against the tree and gasped, and suddenly screamed again.

"What's wrong?" Alphard was frightened by two strange screams in a row, and he held on to his heartbeat that had not calmed down with lingering fear.

"Professor Dumbledore also talked to me here, and now I have a shadow." Shimaier was about to cry without tears.

They swam in the black lake all afternoon.

Shimael was staring at the lake as if he thought of something, and asked Alphard, "Alphad, is Quidditch going to start next month?"

Alphard thought for a moment, "Well, what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Shimaier had a plan in his mind.

By the time they were exhausted from playing, it was already past dinner time and they had to go to the kitchen to steal some food.

By the time Shimael and Alphard returned to the common room together, the classmates who had gone to Hogsmeade had already returned. They saw that there were many novel things flying on the ceiling in the common room, and there were many more things on the tables. Candy and butterbeer.

Shimael was exhausted from playing all afternoon, and she looked around for a week without seeing Tom, so she said hello to Alphard and went back to her room.

She lay on the rocking chair, looking at the occasional mermaids and floating water plants at the bottom of the lake, silently thinking about the great plan in her heart.

Tom Riddle was lonely, even as he began to gather henchmen around him.

She wanted Tom to feel like someone was there for him, even if it was just a small thing.

Shimaier looked at the bottom of the lake, wondering how much time had passed until the words "Come out" appeared on the diary opened on the table. It was Tom.

Shimaier jumped out of the room door. It must have been very late, and the lounge was already empty. Tom stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass with his back to Shimaier. His back was different from when he was surrounded by people. Loneliness and loneliness.

"Tom!" Shimaier jumped over the sofa across the middle of them. "Where's my food?"

Tom turned around and looked down at the excited Shimaier, and gently held Shimaier's face with his left hand.

"Here" he said.

Then lips that smelled of wine covered Shimaier's lips.