Settle at Hogwarts

Chapter 133 Tom’s Identity

Tabor was a little confused: "Is this good luck?"

"Don't worry! The original heirs of the Avery family had already graduated from Durmstrang. However, they never returned to China. Instead, they followed Grindelwald and joined the Saints. They died in Germany last year. Eli became The only heir to the Avery family.”

"Even if he's half-blood?"

Zane nodded: "There is no way. Old Avery is already over 60 years old and it is almost impossible to have another child. It is said that Eli's life at Avery's house is not very good."

Tabor nodded casually and saw Sylvia getting up, so he followed naturally.

"Senior Prince, I heard that there are not ghosts in the four houses of Hogwarts? Why don't we Slytherin and Ravenclaw?"

Tabor explained nonchalantly: "A ghost is just a person's soul returning to the place where there was a mark in life after death. If the ghost chooses to let go of its obsession and erase the mark, it can continue on."

The little snake who asked was a little confused in his eyes, but he just nodded in understanding.

Although the two ghosts who disappeared last school year caused some topics among the students, the professors did not take it to heart. They all thought that the ghosts had given up on their own.Although it is a bit sudden, it is not impossible.

After sending the first-grade snakes into the classroom, Tabor and Sylvia hurried to their own classroom.

"You will face owl at the end of this school year, and it will affect the jobs you can apply for in the future."

"OWL exams will be divided into written exams and practical exams."

"You will take an important exam next June."

Tabor heard almost all professors emphasize the importance of exams, and the length requirements for all papers were doubled.

Most of the students around me also started to pick up their books.

Tubber was using the Time-Turner even more often than he had been during the previous school year, figuring that by Christmas, there would be no trace of him.

After returning the last lost snake to the Slytherin common room, Tubbo slowly patrolled the corridor with the badge symbolizing the prefect on his chest.

"Tabor, nothing unexpected happened tonight, right?"

"Yes, Professor Slughorn, this year's juniors are very well behaved."

Slughorn stood in the darkness, his face pale when illuminated by the oil lamp on the wall.

"That's good, but I heard that you delegated most of your responsibilities to Miss Greengrass."

Tabor naturally understood what his uncle meant: "I have more courses."

"This is not a reason. You were not in Hogwarts in the third year. I originally thought you would give up some courses last school year. As a professor, I encourage students to learn more knowledge, but as your elder, I hope you will know what you need in the future. To have a clear understanding." Slughorn's tone was a little serious.

"Professor, I want to be a professor at Hogwarts, so it should be helpful for me to have some knowledge of all the courses at Hogwarts."

"OWL exams are of different levels of difficulty."

Tabor nodded. Since he decided to take all the courses in the third grade, he didn't want to give up halfway.

Seeing Tabor's determined look, Slughorn turned around helplessly and entered the lounge behind his office.

After inspecting Slytherin's territory, Tabor slowly walked into the Slytherin common room, and found that there was actually a person sitting in the common room that should have been empty.

"Prefect Prince, you are finally back."

By the firelight in the fireplace, Tabor could see Tom's face clearly.

"Tom, are you waiting for me?"

"Yes, I have something to ask you."

Tabor sat opposite Tom, closest to the fireplace: "You ask, I will tell you whatever I know."

"Slytherin. You know that Parseltongue is Slytherin's gift, right? And when we first met, you knew that I was a snake whisperer." Tom's tone was mixed with inexplicable excitement and fanaticism.

"I know."

Tabor said calmly that he was not surprised that Tom could discover the source of his talent.There are many books about these things. If he hadn't discovered it while he was at school, Tabor should be surprised!

"So, you know my life experience, right?"

Tabor stared at Tom, wondering if he should continue to conceal his identity.

"You know, I feel that you know, you knew it even when you met me for the first time. You know my identity, so you approached me, used me, and concealed me, right?"

Tom looked at Tabor with a hint of madness in his bloodshot eyes.

Tabor was a little helpless, and he envied the protagonists who automatically understood master-level acting skills after traveling through time: "So what if I know?"

"I am of noble Slytherin blood, right? If you had told me earlier, I would not be regarded as a lowly Mudblood." Tom was very excited, and his eyes were filled with snake-like traces. Cruel.

Tabor looked at it quietly: "You no longer need any status bonus to make the classmates and professors around you like you. Isn't this enough? Besides, I know what is my business and need to be with you. Explain?"

Touching the wand in his hand, Tabor wanted to use a magic spell to knock Tom down directly and let him calm down.

"Also, the word mudblood is not nice. I don't want to hear it in the future, otherwise I won't mind hanging you at the door of the lounge. Speaking of which, the directors and nurses of Wu's Orphanage are all Muggles, even if you don't I like them, but they also raised you until you were 11 years old. As a human being, you should always be grateful. Muggle wizards are the same, and the power of Muggles cannot be underestimated."

Tom looked at the wand in Tubo's hand, and the magic he had learned flashed through his mind, wanting to try to challenge the prefect's majesty.

"What? You want to try my level?" Tabor's tone was a little low, and the wand in his hand slowly pointed at Tom opposite.

"No, what you said is right, senior. I'm going back to the dormitory to rest first."

Looking at Tom's hurried away figure, Tabor suddenly felt that the guidance method he thought might be too gentle for a paranoid person.

"Tabor, why haven't you rested yet? The night patrol went well."

"Of course, Abraxas, the little snakes of Slytherin are still as smart as ever."

Tabor didn't know exactly how much Abraxas heard, but he didn't care much about these troublesome matters.He also didn't expect that his arrangement was actually full of calculations and conspiracy in Tom's eyes.

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