HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

Shimaier had a dream. She dreamed of a forest that was dark and blurry, as if there were layers of fog. She kept walking in it, and the branches on her skin felt clear, but it seemed that she would never be able to get out of that forest, until she tried her best. He opened his eyes and sat up suddenly. He was already sweating profusely and even his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

Shimaier raised the back of her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead. The feeling of her hair sticking to her skin made her uncomfortable. But when Shimaier finished wiping the sweat and found the ring on her hand, her mood dropped to the bottom.

It was already dark red, which meant that she was one step closer to leaving this time and space.

Shimaier didn't want to leave. For the first time, she felt such a strong feeling of reluctance.

Thinking of the dream just now, Shimaier felt that it was time to take some time to go to the Albanian forest.

Today is back-to-school day, and the morning light is shining through the black smoke from the chimney. Shimaier simply got up and sat in front of the window sill. She also realized that she had been feeling depressed and spending more and more time in a daze recently.

In order to cheer up Shimaier decided to put on beautiful makeup before going to school (even though she looks beautiful every day), although the dark red ring is so conspicuous on her finger.

After packing up, the sky was completely bright, and it was time to set off for King's Cross Station. Shimaier pulled his suitcase to the door of Tom's room, knocked on the door three times, and waited for the person inside to open the door.

Shimeier gave Tom a big hug as soon as he opened the door. "Good morning Tom" she said into Tom's chest.

Shimaier wants to leave more good memories and at least enjoy the moment.

But she never thought that the beautiful memories would turn into blades after they left her, grinding her heart and splitting her soul.

Shimaier took a deep breath of Tom's breath, which was an atmosphere that made her intoxicated.

"What's wrong with you?" Tom held Shimaier's face and looked down at her. Only then did Shimaier clearly realize that Tom was already so much taller than her.

"I miss you." Shimaier rubbed for a while, but he didn't dare to rub too hard for fear of rubbing off his carefully put on makeup. "Let's go."

Shimael and Tom were walking on the way to King's Cross Station. Even though there was sewage flowing around them, Shimael still held the box and hummed, and held Tom tightly with his other hand.

"You are very strange today, Shimaier." Tom squinted at Shimaier and said, "What happened, tell me and I will help you solve it."

Shimaier stopped humming and curled her lips in a self-deprecating manner, not wanting to pretend to be happy anymore. "It's okay, I just don't want to go to school." She thought this reason was reasonable.

How could Tom believe these lies about Shimael, but he knew that if Shimael didn't tell him, what he said would definitely be related to Shimael's secret. His eyes glanced at the crimson ring that she held tightly to his hand, his eyes dark. unknown.

"Aren't you surprised Shimeier?" Tom said, "You are always true to me, and I am always true to you."

"But I am illusory, I am a butterfly, a butterfly that cannot be caught."

"You are also a star. You said that sometimes the star will be covered by dark clouds but it will always be beside the moon."

"Do you know how long forever is?" Shimaier wanted to laugh but couldn't. There was a look of self-deprecation in her eyes. She would always be lonely in the endless time and space. Even if she met Tom, she would be just a scoop in the endless river. Lonely shadow.

Seeing Shimaier's expression darken, Tom stroked the back of Shimaier's hand with his thumb soothingly, and the two rings collided unconsciously.

"Know" he whispered "I will always, or we."

Shimaier suddenly looked at Tom in surprise, and the fog in his eyes didn't even have time to dissipate.

Tom got the reaction he wanted and had a rough guess in his mind. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised and he murmured, "Sure enough, I made the right choice."

"What?" Shimaier was originally afraid that Tom would know his identity, but he was a little confused when he heard this incoherent sentence. "What do you mean?"

"Nothing" said Tom, "Voldemort will be my past, present and future."

"But you will always be my Tom." Shimaier was unwilling to connect the present Tom with the future Voldemort. She always felt that they were separate people, and she didn't know what Tom went through to become Voldemort.

"Don't be afraid of me, Shimaier" Tom looked at Shimaier and said, Shimaier hoped that Tom's eyes would be longer on him.

This is a rare time for the two of them to get together. It seems that the older they get, the less time they spend together.

Fortunately, there is still a diary. Tom made him a Horcrux, so he must regard the diary as a very important thing.

Shimaier thinks that another advantage of being a nominal prefect is that the box is very comfortable. The fifth-grade brother and sister Rozier also became prefects and shared a box with them.

Abby has lost her shyness when she first entered school. She sat confidently next to Riddle and talked and laughed with a group of people, while Ailas remained as taciturn as ever.

Shimaier looked at the rice fields passing by. The time on the train every time he went to Hogwarts was the most difficult.

When Caroline saw Shimaier like this, she asked, "Do you want to come to my house again next time? My mother talks about you all day long." "Me?" Shimaier pointed to herself and suddenly remembered the dream she had today, "Let's go together." I’ve been told by travel agents that I want to go, so let’s go to Albania.”

Caroline nodded and whispered to Shimaier, "I'm going to play with Alphard now. He always complains to me that it's too boring to take the express train alone." Shimaier nodded, and Caroline said The reason why he escaped was out of the prefect's special compartment.

I don't know if Shimeier was overly concerned, but she always felt that Tom glanced here, but when she looked at him, Tom was still the focus of the crowd, as if it was just his imagination.

After Caroline left, Shimaier leaned against the bed alone and began to be in a daze again. Thinking that the time to leave would come suddenly, depression came like a tide and enveloped Shimaier.

The surrounding noise seemed to be blurred, and only the final harsh braking brought Shimaier back to his senses.

"Let's go." Tom turned his back to the other prefects and stretched out his hand to Shimaier. If it had been before, Shimaier would have happily taken Tom's arm and jumped out of the car. But today, Shimaier was depressed. She He said "Yeah" and stood up without paying attention to Tom's outstretched hand.

Tom frowned and looked at Shimaier. Shimaier didn't dare to look at Tom, and his eyes were narrowly avoided. Since Tom was carrying others on his back, others could not see his movements, but everyone was waiting for Tom. Ailas rarely said, "Riddle?"

Tom then turned around and said as usual, "I've kept you waiting for a long time. Let's go."

Shimael Toto waited patiently until all the people in the carriage had left before following him at the end of the team. He did not specifically look for Caroline and Alphard. He walked alone at the end of the team, perhaps alone. fate.

Hagrid was already doing the work of welcoming the new students. He loudly called for the first-year students to gather at his place. He would lead the first-year students across the river to Hogwarts Castle, but Shimaier only watched from a distance. He glanced at it and continued wandering towards the castle.

She felt like her head was in a trance, probably due to her bad mood. She couldn't accept the panic of not knowing when she would leave after living sincerely in this time and space for a few years.

Even at the opening banquet, Shimaier had no intention of listening to the nagging of the new principal, and he was even less interested in the food on the table. Tom stared at Shimaier with an unclear expression, leaned into her ear and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?" Shimaier just shook his head and continued to support his head with one hand and fork the peas on the plate with the other.

Alphard couldn't stand it anymore and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?" Shimaier got a little impatient and said, "Go on a diet and lose weight." Alphard's eyes looked like he had seen a ghost. He dared to believe that Shimaier I must have been hit by my own spell or drank the wrong potion.

Shimaier wanted to explain to Tom that she was just in a bad mood and didn't want to ignore him, but when she turned around to talk to Tom, she found that Tom was already chatting with his followers.

So Shimaier could only continue to consume herself alone, and she didn't know what she had eaten until the end of the dinner.

After returning to the common room, Alphard brought the NEWTS course selection list to Shimaier. This is the course they need to choose in the sixth grade. It is related to the NEWTS exam in the seventh grade and their future employment direction. "Riddle asked me to give it to you. Yes, I wonder why he didn't give it to you himself," Alphard said.

Shimaier glanced at Tom from a distance through the crowd, and said with a bit of anger, "He doesn't need me."

After saying that, he began to study the course selection list in his hand. "What did you choose?" Shimaier asked Alphard.

"I chose everything I could, because I did unexpectedly well in the OLS exam this time, and since it is related to my future employment, I don't know what I will do in the future, so I applied for everything I could," Alphard said.

Shimaier nodded, feeling even worse, because she didn't have to think about what to do in the future and she didn't know how long she could stay here.

I simply wrote something that was easy for me to learn. Since I didn’t want to get over my head anyway, I wrote on the course selection list: Charms, History of Magic, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Potions. The teacher was my dean and he gave it to him. A face is filled up.

When I returned to the room, the diary lay quietly on the table.

"It was agreed, choose alchemy" these words appeared on the diary.

"I don't want it, I don't like it," Shimaier replied. She didn't want to waste time in the classroom.

"We made an agreement."

Seeing this sentence, Shimaier felt a little sad. She and Tom had agreed on many things, but unfortunately they might not have the chance to come true in the future.

Seeing that there was no reply from Shimaier for a long time, another message came from the diary.

"You are hiding from me, Shimaier, and I killed someone in front of you. Are you afraid of me like this and think I'm scary?"

Shimaier felt that the Tom opposite looked like he was in an orphanage when he was a child, so he replied:

"I'm not one of those people from the orphanage."

But there was no reply from the diary.

Shimaier put down his quill in frustration and looked at the bottom of the black lake, wondering if there would be any swallowed secrets inside.

"I don't want to leave." A tear finally fell down his cheek.