HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

When he woke up again, it happened to be sunrise. Shimaier rubbed his eyes and got up from the grass, and saw Tom and Dumbledore sitting nearby.

Tom's face didn't look good. Dumbledore held the bottle of unicorn blood in his hand, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

"Hey Professor Dumbledore, do you want to watch the sunrise too?" Shimael awkwardly walked to sit next to Tom.

"I see that you like nature very much," Dumbledore said in a slightly playful tone.

Tom remained silent and stared at the lake with his eyebrows furrowed. Shimaier could only answer, "Oh yes, well I often come here to swim. To be honest, I have become friends with the squid inside. I guess so."

"It's really interesting. Gryffindor's Animagus is a squid. It is said that the squid in the Black Lake is Gryffindor himself." Dumbledore said with a smile, "But legends are legends, even if Gryffindor is so Even a powerful wizard can't live for such a long time." Shimaier seemed to think that there was something in his words, and he seemed to be pointing to something, but Tom's face was getting uglier and uglier anyway.

"Maybe he hasn't tried it," Shimaier said.

The morning glow shone down, making the sparkling lake surface even more vivid. The sun shone on the three of them, but Shimaier didn't feel very warm.

"The sunrise is beautiful, isn't it." Dumbledore looked at the rising sun and said, "The sunset is also beautiful, as long as we know how to appreciate it." After saying that, he stood up, "I hope the next time we talk will be in our office. If you have anything you want to tell me, you're not always here" he said looking at Shimael.

Shimaier didn't know what to say, because Tom's face was too dark, as if he was about to explode. Dumbledore turned around and walked towards the castle without stopping.

Shimaier moved his butt so that he was closer to Tom. "Maybe if I get closer to you, you can feel my presence."

But Tom said something inconsistent, "I will prove to him that he is lying."

Shimaier stopped talking and just sat quietly with Tom, thinking that this was also the first sunrise they had watched together! When the sun fully emerged, Shimaier stood up and patted the grass on her body - she slept on the grass all night, as if she had just crawled out of the weeds.

"Let's go Tom, we should go back to the castle." Shimaier stretched out his hand to Tom, Tom took it, and Shimaier pulled Tom up.

Tom said nothing along the way, and Shimeier, who clenched his hands tightly, had no choice but to wrap his fists with his hands and lead him towards the castle.

As soon as he entered the castle gate, Tom broke away from Shimaier's hand and said, "I want to go to the library."

"Well, you go ahead. I went to the hall to eat and I starved to death. I will help you eat your share." Shimaier waved to Tom, and Tom left without looking back. She knew that Tom must have had something unpleasant happen with Dumbledore, and Tom was now going to prove it and prove a lot of things.

"Oh my god! Did you come in through the castle gate?" Caroline's voice came from behind Shimaier. Shimaier turned his head and found that Alphard was also there. Caroline rushed up and kept shaking the poem. Maier "Oh my God, Shimaier, you and Riddle just came in through the gate? How did you get out of the curfew? What were you doing out? You didn't do anything that I don't know about, did you?"

Shimaier immediately stopped Caroline's behavior before his brain was shaken. "Stop, stop, Caroline, I'm going to be murdered by you."

Only then did Caroline take back her hand, and Alphard hugged his chest with interest and said, "Tell me, tell me, tell me what happened to you, we will definitely keep it a secret!"

"Ah, I'm so hungry, ah, my head feels so dizzy, ah, I can't do it anymore." Shimaier pretended to be weak and held his forehead. "I may have a little hypoglycemia. You two, please help me go to the lobby to have breakfast. I'll do it again." Decided whether to tell you or not."

Caroline and Alphard had no choice but to hold up one of Shimaier's arms, and Shimaier was dragged to the Slytherin table like a corpse.

Caroline put Shimael down and left. According to her words, "It's not a good place to stay for a long time." Indeed, a Gryffindor student came to the Slytherin table, his eyes piercing him like knives. But before Caroline left, she also asked Alphard to interrogate him about what Shimael and Riddle were doing last night.

"What are you doing? Let me think about it," Shimaier said while chewing the fried egg.

"Don't make it up now." Alphard ruthlessly exposed Shimaier's disguise. Shimaier hissed in annoyance and said meaningfully to Alphard, "I'm screening, what you should listen to and what you shouldn't listen to, tell me one by one, everyone understands this matter, but if you don't understand, you won't understand either." , it’s better not to say anything. Don’t ask me what’s wrong. The interests are too involved and it won’t do you any good to tell me. Just pretend you don’t know. For the rest, I can only say that the water is very deep and a lot of big shots are involved. It’s hard to find detailed information on your own, and most of it has been deleted from the Internet, so I can only say that if you know it, you understand it, but if you don’t, there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Shimaier finished speaking vaguely, and Alphard nodded as if he understood. "Say it again, speak slowly. I want to write down this note and tell it to Caroline later."

Shimaier was completely speechless. She held her forehead with her hands. This was not because of hypoglycemia, but because she was speechless. "Alfad, to be honest, you have nothing to do with Caroline." Originally, she was speechless. It was a joke, but Alphard's reaction was unusually large.

"No, no, no, no!" He stuffed a few sausages casually and left the table. With the sausage in his mouth that had not yet been swallowed, he said, "I forgot my book. I have to go to the dormitory to get another book." Escaped.

"Hmph," Shimaier laughed proudly, continued to fork a piece of toast and ate it. At this time, Tom also came back, holding a book in his hand that Shimeier had never seen before. Tom should have borrowed it from the restricted section of the library.

Tom's face has recovered, and with a warm smile and handsome appearance, he said, "Avery, I didn't miss anything."

"Without Riddle, we are talking about the Quidditch match starting next week." Avery took a sip of milk and said, "Slytherin must get back his own honor this time."

"Carlo also told me that it was a pity that you did not participate in the Slytherin team selection. He has already been interested in you as the seeker." Lestrange also agreed.

"Quidditch is a great sport, but I recently discovered something even more interesting." Tom said as he picked up a piece of fried egg.

Avery and Lestrange had admiration in their eyes, "Can you tell us? Riddle"

"I will tell you when I find the answer. After all, you are my most trusted and best partners." Tom smiled at them, and his bewitching words made Avery and Lestrange obsessed.

But Shimael is not happy because the Quidditch match is about to start again.

Ever since she was hit by the Quaffle last year, she had sworn never to go to a Quidditch match again, for the sake of her nose.

Tom began to become elusive again, but fortunately, Shimaier could chat with Tom through his diary every night, but Tom never told Shimaier what he was doing, and Shimaier was too sensible to ask.

On a Wednesday in November, the first Quidditch match was about to begin. It was Slytherin versus Hufflepuff. Early in the morning, there was an atmosphere of celebration at the Slytherin long table, because I don’t know what. The reason is that the Hufflepuff team's Seeker caught a cold. When he came back from the hospital wing, smoke kept coming out of the Seeker's ears. Lestrange and Avery laughed at him on the long table as a human chimney. .

Shimael borrowed an insulated box from Alphard at the eating club party the day before, but the half-smiling look in Caroline and Alphard's eyes during the dinner still made Shimael shudder when he thought about it.

She quickly filled a box with grilled sausages and tried to sneak away. Shimaier had already decided to spend the whole day somewhere other than the stadium.

She put the box in her arms, and just as she was about to get up, her hand was stopped. It was Tom.

"Where do you want to go?" Tom said, staring at Shimaier. Shimeier had to sit back on the chair, looked around nervously to make sure no one noticed what she had just done, then she leaned into Tom's ear and said, "I'm going to run away! I won't go to the Quidditch match, I'm afraid of being disfigured." ! If the people who are making trouble see it, they will definitely ask me to go in the name of collective honor!"

Tom nodded and said, "I'll go with you." This was something Shimaier didn't expect. She was stunned and nodded.

"We have to leave quickly." Shimaier said. Now many people in the crowd had finished breakfast and walked towards the Quidditch pitch.

"Riddle, let's go too. It's time to see how the Slytherin team swept the field." Lestrange also stood up and said to Tom.

Tom smiled helplessly, "Sorry, I have to go to the restricted book area." Avery heard that Tom could go to the restricted book area, and his face was full of envy. "Did Professor Horn give you the note? It's amazing. Although Professor Horn is nice to everyone, I can see that he is even more special to you."

"He believes in my ability." Tom smiled. "I believe that too," Lestrange said. "Then let's go first."

Maybe Tom was standing in front of Shimaier and they ignored Shimaier.

"Oh, that's good, Tom. Tell me if you just want to accompany me, and you even mentioned that you want to go to the library." Shimaier and Tom walked struttingly on the way to the observatory. Suddenly there was the sound of an iron tube being knocked over in an abandoned utility room.

"Guard me! Guard me!" Shimael whispered in front of Tom. He lay on the door panel of the utility room and peeked through the gap. He discovered that it was Selwyn, a boy in the third grade of Slytherin who loved to bully his classmates. The person who had just knocked over the iron bucket and held the wall with both hands was a student wearing Hufflepuff robes.

Selwyn had the best time with Alex, and today was Alex's first game as a Seeker, so there was no reason for him not to watch and bully people here. He grabbed the man's collar and said, "Don't think it was us just because your Seeker caught a cold. Stop talking bad about Alex behind his back."

"Let's go." After hearing this sentence, Tom had a faint smile on his face. It was different from what he pretended to be. It was more sarcastic and interesting. Shimaier was looking at it enthusiastically and wanted to continue to peek, but Tom forcibly took him away.

"I really like these horse-catching plots. I think my life is too boring!" Shimaier said unwillingly while lying on the railing of the observatory. She still couldn't forget the scene that just happened.

"This is someone else's secret." Tom said meaningfully, "But secrets can be used."

"You are so bad." Shimaier made a face. "Will you take advantage of me?"

"No." Tom said immediately, looking at Shimaier, his rich and clear eyes reflected Shimaier's shadow, "You are my most sincere friend." His seductive voice sounded, "We are the best. Isn’t it?”

But Shimaier knew Tom's true face, and she knew that maybe Tom was trying to win over her. She couldn't imagine that Voldemort in the future would say such things, so the current Tom was just trying to win over her. She suddenly felt a little angry for some reason, she thought she was special.

The greatest stupidity is to think that you are special.

So the bad thoughts started in my heart, "Yes, we are." After saying that, I just didn't do anything anymore. I mustered up the courage to grab Tom's tie and bring it to my side. At the moment when their eyes met, they aimed at Tom's beautiful eyes. His lips kissed her, biting her twice before letting go.

"we are the best."

The cold wind in early winter blew Shimaier's black hair away and fascinated her eyes. She did not see Tom's expression, but she only knew that he was probably stunned.

"Tom, never lie to me, never take advantage of me."