What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

Tom was a perfect student at Hogwarts. If Shimeier had not known Tom before, she would definitely be deceived by his appearance - he actively answers questions in class and asks the teacher questions after class. His papers are always the best ones he has done. There is no magic spell that he can't do. You rarely see him in the break room, as he's usually in the library reading about pureblood families.

The teachers all liked Tom, and Shimei was like most people, except that sometimes she would give in to others who provoked her. But since Lucretia was bitten by the snake, Avery and Lestrange have restrained themselves a lot. Of course everyone thought it was just an accident.

Shimael was sitting in an armchair in the Slytherin lounge with the best view of the outside world, watching the fish swimming around outside. She had just finished her thesis on Devil's Net in Herbology class. Tom sat opposite her, holding another introduction. Lestrange and Avery borrowed Tom's potions homework to copy, and Alphard once again apologized for Lucretia and Walburga's words.

"It's okay. No, I didn't do anything wrong. I don't need you to apologize. I'm a big person and have a lot of fat, especially after I came to Hogwarts. I gained a lot of weight and my belly became bigger." Shimaier said. The joke made him laugh out loud, and Alphard also laughed. Tom kicked Shimaier under the table. Shimaier was startled and said, "Did I disturb you? Yeah, I'll shut up." Then he pursed his lips and blinked at Tom. Tom shook his head and continued reading.

"They are too deeply influenced by their family's thoughts and think that bloodline determines everything, but I know that the world is very big and there are excellent people no matter what kind of wizard they are, even Muggles." Alphard said. Avery and Lestrange had already put their ears here to listen to them. "Oh my God, is there going to be a pure-blood traitor in the Black family?" A harsh voice sounded.

"To be honest Alphard, I feel sad for the Black family." Lestrange only said this and turned around.

"I'm just" Alphard wanted to explain something more, but Shimail stopped his hand. Alphard looked at Shimail, and Shimail shook his head at him, and he shut up.

Tom poked his head out from behind the book and looked.

"By the way, we are going to have flying lessons this Wednesday." Alphard said, "My sisters are going to Hogsmeade this week. Is there anything you want to eat?"

Shimaier frowned and touched his chin and thought for a while, then turned to ask Tom, "Tom, do you want to eat anything?" Tom shook his head indifferently without raising his head. "I really doubt you have anorexia." Shimaier looked at Tom worriedly, and Tom gave Shimaier a hateful look. But Shimaier didn't care. Tom liked to hate people so much that she was not used to being stared at for a day now. "I don't have anything to eat either."

Alphard wanted to say something else, but was called away by Lucretia who had just come in. Avery and Lestrange still had expressions of watching the show on their faces.

The first class on Wednesday afternoon was flying class. In the auditorium at noon, everyone was excitedly discussing things like broomsticks and Quidditch. Shimaier was a little nervous, and her hands trembled slightly when drinking the cream of mushroom soup, because she was not very good at flying.

Shimaier is afraid of the feeling of weightlessness. Even if there is a stick on her butt, she feels that a stick cannot bring her a sense of security.

"Are you nervous?" Tom looked at Shimaier as mechanically as a wooden doll. "Aren't you nervous? If I fall, gosh, it will hurt so much." Shimaier simply let go of the plate of cream of mushroom soup, grabbed Tom's robe and started chattering. "Talk more to relieve stress. Hurry up and listen to what I'm telling you. It's so scary to put your whole weight on a broom. What if I fall down? I don't know if they have protective measures underneath. Aren't you afraid?" "No." Tom said, "Broomsticks and Quidditch are very popular sports in the wizarding world."

"You're not going to play Quidditch, are you?" Shimaier was a little unbelievable. The gloomy Tom couldn't get along with the big boy who played sunny sports. Shimaier imagined that Tom would cheer after winning first place in Quidditch. Looks a bit strange

Tom seemed to have guessed what Shimaier was thinking, and looked at her complicatedly, "Don't think too much, I don't like Quidditch." Shimaier breathed a sigh of relief. "But I have to fly well." Just when Shimael was about to say something, Tom was pulled by Avery to listen to him talk about how he rode a broomstick around the house when he was at home, and when he flew at the highest level, he set the clock on the Muggle tower. broken.

Semmel ended up going to the Quidditch pitch with Caroline and Alphard, because Lestrange made sure to tell Tom about his broomstick adventures, and they had been pestering him more and more lately. If it was Tom who was showing kindness to them before, it was them who were taking the initiative to approach him now. I don’t know if Avery and Lestrange knew that Tom had released the snake that day. Anyway, after that, they mostly turned a blind eye to Shimaier and rarely found trouble.

But he set his sights on Alphard and always called him a traitor to the Black family. But Alphard didn't care about them. He told Shimaier that he thought they were childish and that they would be fine if they grew up.

"How about I ask for leave? I suddenly feel a little dizzy." Shimaier made a weak expression to Caroline. "Headache, hand pain, tooth pain, and foot pain are all possible." Caroline smiled helplessly, "Don't pretend, Shimai, you will have to face it sooner or later." "Caroline and I will catch you down there," Alphard said, he seemed to be really thinking about Shimai. The possibility of you falling off your broom.

"Thank you, Alphard, you are such a good person." Shimaier said weakly, "Maybe we should go to the hospital wing to borrow a stretcher first, so that you can carry me when I don't want to walk."

"Sounds cool, but we have to switch beds." Caroline thought the idea was hilarious. She thought they could become friends from the first time she heard Shimaier speak, because Shimaier was a bit strange.

The weather was great, cloudless, and perfect for flying. When Shimaier and the others got there, everyone was already there, and everyone had a broomstick under their feet, so they quickly stood next to the empty broom.

It was a Gryffindor girl standing next to Tom. Shimaier coughed a few times behind her, and the girl turned around and saw the three of them before reluctantly walking to another location. Shimaier quickly rushed forward to fill his position.

"Popular." Shimaier joked, "Oh, I wish I had been so popular." "Childish." Tom simply commented on Shimaier's behavior.

The flying lesson teacher came, a young man named Mr. Parker. Wearing very close-fitting sportswear that looks very toned. "Don't be nervous, little girls and boys, flying is a very happy thing. Now put your hands directly above the broom and say: Get up!"

Everyone started to move one after another, and the voice of "get up, get up" was heard all of a sudden. Tom's broom jumped into his hand, and Avery knocked Lestrange down to show him. Everyone's brooms were not very obedient, some were rolling on the ground, and some were motionless, so Shimaier just put his hand on the broom and made mouth movements without making any sound.

Caroline and Alphard both let the broom jump into their hands one after another, and watched Shimael lip-syncing with Tom.

"Don't be afraid, Shimaier," Alphard said, "I've flown at home before, I can help you." "Don't be afraid, it's my first time to ride a broomstick too." Caroline said, "You have to overcome yourself."

"Okay, get up." The broom immediately flew into Caroline's hand. "See, you're very talented," Alphard said. "Maybe this broom is more obedient." Shimaier said with a grimace.

Then Mr. Parker showed them how to ride more safely, and then checked the students' skills one by one.

"Okay, I will count down to three, and everyone will push hard on the ground - three, two, one, take off!"

Everyone flew into the sky together. Being able to see the Dark Lord riding a broomstick in the future is also a very funny experience - Shimaier thought so. Gritting his teeth, he kicked off and flew into the sky.

As a result, her broom fell far behind and flew up, and she couldn't control the direction. Shimer's head knocked over Tom's broom.

"Careful -!" Mr. Parker shouted, already taking out his wand and preparing to cast a spell. But Tom turned 360° in the air and sat down on the broom in comfort.

There were cheers and whistles from Avery and Lestrange.

Shimaier made an emergency landing on the ground and covered her head, "Will I become stupid?" She asked Caroline, who landed next to her, "I have become stupid, and I will be a stupid beauty from now on. Will it happen?" Is there a kind of beauty that is missing from the brainstem?" Just as Caroline was about to comfort Shimaier, Tom sat on the broom and waved his wand a few inches in the air, and Shimaier's pain disappeared immediately. "Not now." After saying that, Tom lifted the broom and flew up to the sky. Avery and Lestrange also followed. As they flew, they said that Tom could try to join the Slytherin captaincy in the second grade. Dodgers team.

"Honestly, he's really awesome," Caroline said, helping Shimael pick up the broom and put it back into her hand. "Of course, he is Tom Riddle." Shimaier said, looking at Tom flying in the sky.

Alphard hovered next to them. "Come up, Shimaier. Caroline and I will fly with you." "Trust us, Shimaier, I will be your knight." Caroline got on the broomstick. . "Okay, then we will exchange identities when we get to the ground later, and you will be the princess when we get to the ground." Shimaier slowly lifted into the air again, feeling much better this time.

Even so, she still didn't like flying.

During dinner, Shimaier had no appetite and poked the roasted potatoes on the plate with his fork out of boredom.

"Riddle?" A third-year student came to Riddle, and Shimeier gave up her seat knowingly. Anyway, she had no appetite and even Tom couldn't show off her beauty.

"Yes." Tom put down his knife and fork and looked at the boy sitting next to him. "I am Ascalo, the chaser and captain of the Quidditch Slytherin team. I heard Lestrange say Based on your performance in flying class today, if you are interested in Quidditch as a sophomore, you are more than welcome to join us."

Tom really shines, Shimeier thought. I simply got up from my seat and went to the library to do my homework.