HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

The Hogwarts steam train roared and started, and Shimeier was pulled by Tom to their box.

"I don't want to, I don't like it," Shimeier secretly told Tom. "They don't like me either."

"You don't need their favor." Tom just said this, took Shimaier's hand and walked into the box. The originally noisy box fell silent instantly, and several pairs of eyes stared at them.

Shimaier didn't know what happened to Tom and the others when they went to Knockturn Alley that day. In short, this person who claimed to be pure-blooded and proud of being pure-blooded seemed to have recognized Tom as their leader.

"Riddle" Lestrange spoke first, Tom nodded as a greeting, and Shimeier saw that the Black sisters looked at her in an unfriendly way.

"Riddle, I thought today was just a gathering for people like us." Selwyn, a fourth-grade boy, said, frowning slightly to express his dissatisfaction.

"If you want, you can also bring Yaxli. You are also good friends, aren't you?" Tom smiled and stared at Selwyn with an inexplicable look.

Yaxli is also a fourth-grade student. He is gentler than Selwyn who loves to bully others. He seems to be the secret between Tom and Selwyn. After hearing this, Selwyn relaxed his brow and leaned back. Not much more to say about the seat back.

Tom took Shimaier to sit by the window. Shimaier pinched the edge of the sofa seat. She felt uneasy being in the same room with someone she didn't like.

A warm hand attached to the back of Shimaier's hand.

"Be patient." Tom said in Shimaier's ear, gently rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb, just like Shimaier comforted him during the first grade Quidditch match.

At this time, the door opened again, and the last person walked in. Shimaier took a closer look and found that it was the blond Malfoy from Diagon Alley.

"Lestrange, why are there outsiders here?" Malfoy's dissatisfied voice sounded, as if he was unhappy that a stranger appeared in the party between himself and his friends. This stranger naturally meant Tom and Shimeier.

Avery glanced at Malfoy accusingly, and then at Tom, as if he was worried that Tom would be angry about this, but Tom still smiled gently, and Malfoy's words were not enough to break Tom's mask.

"This is the Riddle I told you, Malfoy." Lestrange said, tugging on Malfoy's robe and "sit down."

Abraxas Malfoy's eyes lit up when he heard that the man in front of him was Tom Riddle. He must have heard a lot about Tom from his friends in the Aristocratic Family.

He cleared his throat and his tone became more pleasant, "So, you are the Riddle that Lestrange and the others call famous?"

Tom first lowered his eyes and smiled, then said mockingly, "I don't know if I am famous, but I have indeed admired the famous name of the Malfoy family for a long time."

Malfoy was obviously pleased by these words. "Hello, I'm Abraxas Malfoy. I think we can meet in the Slytherin common room tonight because my family is full of Slytherins." He said. He held out his hand.

Tom shook hands with Malfoy and said, "Hello, my name is Tom Riddle."

Malfoy turned his attention to Shimaier next to him, "Who are you?"

"I'm Tom's friend." Shimaier summed it up simply and without even introducing her name. She didn't think it was necessary.

"Who isn't?" Walburga sneered.

Shimaier was too lazy to argue and turned his head towards the window, pretending to concentrate on looking at the scenery outside the window.

Malfoy clearly sensed the wrong atmosphere between them, and frowned for a while. Naturally, he was still more willing to believe Miss Black, whom he had been friends with since childhood, so he said to Tom, "Some friends can help you. I hope you can identify them."

Tom stared into Malfoy's eyes, his eyes were as entangled as snakes, and his thin lips parted lightly, "Of course."

"By the way, there are a lot of Mudbloods in Diagon Alley this year." Lestrange said at the right time, changing the subject. Malfoy wrinkled his nose immediately after hearing this. "It's true, the whole street stinks. I Dad said they have dirty blood running through their bodies.”

Shimaier was thankful that she had a good temper. Her eyes were still fixed on the outside of the window - the Hogwarts Express was passing quickly across the bridge. The soaring scenery made her try to avoid their conversation.

"Those who shouldn't learn magic should not learn magic, you magic thief." Avery said angrily, "My exam ranking dropped because there were too many Mudbloods admitted to Hogwarts, and my father scolded me."

"The territory of pure blood is being invaded by them, and the magical world is being disrupted by them," Tom said, his voice was very bewitching. "Who can bear it, the glory of magic is being stolen, I believe everyone here can't."

"That's right," Lucretia said proudly, "Anyway, in my family, anyone who is found to have betrayed pure blood will be expelled."

"A very wise choice" Tom nodded appreciatively.

The scenery outside the window flew by, and the topics in the train compartment became more and more radical. Selwyn even said that he would steal the chains from Administrator Ogg's office and hang up all the Mudbloods, which made everyone in the compartment laugh. . Shimaier had to focus his eyes more on the scenery outside before he could ignore some of those words.

When the afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the shadows of the dancing trees, the train slowly pulled into the station.

Shimeier heard the familiar "First-year students gather at my place!" - this is the voice of Mr. Ogg, the keykeeper of Hogwarts, and it is also the first sentence he hears every time he comes to Hogwarts. talk.

"I'm leaving first." Malfoy said, "Riddle, nice to meet you."

It seemed that Tom had completely figured out Malfoy, Shimaier observed secretly.

Tom nodded, "Meet you at the Slytherin table for dinner."

Others in the carriage were also planning to get off, and they needed to enter the castle in a carriage that they could drive themselves.

Shimaier missed the leisurely life when she was with Caroline and Alphard. She pulled Tom's robe and whispered to him, "Tom, you go first."

Tom just stared at her for a while, and it wasn't until Lestrange asked "Riddle?" at the door that he spoke, and said coldly, "No," in a tone that would never appear in front of Lestrange and the others.

"No, I want it." As he said this, Shimaier squeezed past Tom and rushed out.

"Riddle, is she really useful to us?" Walburga looked dissatisfied at Shimaier's figure squeezing forward.

"Wait a little longer." Tom said with gloomy eyes.

Moments before Caroline and Alphard boarded the carriage, Shimael caught them and gasped, "I'm coming."

"Wow, you escaped," Alphard said exaggeratedly. "It's hard to stay with my sister."

Shimaier put his hands on his hips and pulled them to stand aside. The Rozier brother and sister behind him got into the car first.

After the carriage in front drove away, Shimaier pulled Caroline and Al into the next carriage.

"It's too bad." Shimaier held his head with his hand. "Do you know what kind of afternoon I went through?"

Caroline looked at Alphard while she was holding Shimael's back. Alphard received Caroline's gaze and said, "Of course I know, I hear those words every day at home."

"It must be hard to hear," Caroline agreed, and the carriage bumped onto the road, luckily before Tom and his party arrived here.

Shimaier calmed down for a while, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath and said, "It's too unpleasant to hear, especially those of you who have taken Muggle Studies as an elective course. In their eyes, you can already be buried."

"Oh my God, we have been sentenced to death." Caroline pretended to be frightened, holding Alphard's shoulders and pretending to faint from fright, "although the execution date may be a hundred years from now."

This sentence successfully made Shimaier laugh. Shimaier's crazy laughter also startled other students in the same car.

When Shimaier was about to be tossed by the carriage, the carriage finally stopped outside the gate of the castle.

Shimael jumped out of the carriage and said, "I can finally eat Hogwarts food again."

They walked into the hall together before leaving Caroline and going to the Gryffindor long table. Shimael and Alphard went to the Slytherin long table together, but the Slytherin long table seemed very deserted now. Apart from Rozier, the only siblings are Shimael and Alphard.

"This is my world now." Shimaier found his seat in the third grade and sat down. "I can't believe that I'm almost in my third year here."

Alphard sat opposite Shimael, "Come on Riddle, they haven't come yet."

"You are very perceptive." Shimailao looked at Alpha with interest, wanting to hear more information from his mouth and to know what step he had understood.

"If you have two people who have been chanting Riddle's name all summer, you will understand how I feel. Even my stubborn parents are interested in Riddle." Alphard looked strange. Said, "He's also very charming."

Seeing that Alphard was not suspicious of Tom, Shimaier nodded with relief, "Hasn't he made you fall in love with him yet? His charm is not that great yet."

"Then he and I might have to change genders." Alphard said, "I can't imagine it. I can't imagine it."

Just when Shimael was about to continue joking with Alphard, a group of people appeared at the entrance of the hall, led by Tom. A group of people walked toward the Slytherin table in a mighty manner. Of course, there were also people from other houses with them, but they separated at the door.

Tom sat down next to Shimaier, and the others also sat around the long table, as if they didn't want the teacher to notice their relationship.

"Your escort?" Shimaier asked Tom with a smile. "No," Tom whispered. "You know, I'm taking advantage."

Shimaier raised her eyebrows and stood up before she could continue teasing the principal at the teacher's desk.

"It's so annoying to have to listen to him talk again." Shimaier will always remember how superior Principal Armando's oral expression skills are. "I'm going to go to the bathroom." After saying this, she hunched over and ignored Tom. His eyes quietly sneaked out of the auditorium.

It was obvious that many people had the same idea as Shimaier. The bathroom on the first floor was already overcrowded. The girls were chatting through the toilet door. From time to time, someone came in to tell them what part the principal was talking about. Shimaier had no choice but to come to the second floor. Downstairs bathroom.

The bathroom on the second floor was in sharp contrast to the bathroom on the first floor. It was almost empty and there were no candles lit, and it looked particularly eerie through the moonlight.

"I heard this place is haunted." A voice came from behind Shimaier.

"Is it possible that you look more like this?" Shimaier looked at the girl in front of him, with a chubby face wearing round glasses and two braids.

"I read it in a gossip magazine," the girl muttered, "it said there are always strange sounds here."

"There are ghosts here, but are you?" This was probably a first-year freshman because there was only the Hogwarts school emblem on her black wizard robe.

"Oh, I'm Myrtle Elizabeth Warren, first year in Ravenclaw." Myrtle said.

But Shimaier didn't care who she was. "Has the sorting started?" It took so long without even realizing it.

Myrtle nodded, "Yes, the dinner has already started but I want to go to the bathroom. What about you? Who are you? Can we be friends?" The girl's round eyes stared at Shimaier through her round glasses, His eyes were full of desire.

Shimael didn't notice the longing in her tone, only that the sorting was over now and the dinner party had begun, her stew!

"I'm Shimaier. Go to the bathroom quickly. It's very quiet here!" After saying that, she rushed towards the hall.

When she ran back to the hall, the banquet had indeed begun, but what attracted her more than the banquet was the huge man on the Gryffindor table. He should be a first-year student, but his size was too huge. Shimaier suspected that He has giant blood.

I will definitely ask Caroline who that big guy is when I get the chance, Shimaier thought. When she walked to the seat at the Slytherin long table, she found that her seat was already taken. She was a little angry. Alphard didn't help her occupy the seat, even Tom was the same.

When she got closer, she realized that the person sitting in her seat was Professor Slughorn, their Potions teacher and the Head of Slytherin.

"Then it's settled, Tom. You are welcome to the Slug Club, and Lestrange and Avery are welcome, too." Professor Horn smiled and patted Tom on the shoulder, his admiring eyes resting on Tom.

Lestrange and Avery were laughing from ear to ear, while Tom nodded humbly.

At this time, Professor Horn noticed Shimeier on the side. "Oh, kid, I'm sorry I told Tom something and I took your seat. Come sit down." After saying that, he stood up and prepared to go back to the teacher's desk. He didn't forget to turn around and wink at Tom. " Waiting for you in my office on Friday, Tom."

Shimaier finally sat back down. The warmth under her butt made her feel uncomfortable, but the food on the table quickly attracted her attention.

"I heard Selwyn talk about the Slug Club a long time ago. He said that only outstanding people can be invited by Professor Horn." Avery raised his head high and said, "That's us."

"That's true, but even though some traitors have pureblood blood flowing in their bodies, it doesn't mean anything." Lestrange said in a sinister tone, "Alphad Black, your sister is in the Slug Club. I was originally I thought you would be here, so I was still thinking of how to communicate with you, pretending to be mentally retarded?"

Tom always condoned their behavior, and sometimes even encouraged it.

Alphard cut the mutton chops in his hands vigorously. Seeing him like this, Shimeier grabbed his plate and said, "That's great. You cut it for me to eat."

When Lestrange saw that Shimeier had joined in, he didn't say much more. He leaned next to Avery and said, "That guy is so funny. Is he a bastard of a giant?" He was referring to Gran. The man at Findo's long table.

"Hogwarts is getting more and more bottomless, and everyone is coming in. Fortunately, he doesn't seem to have a high IQ, so it shouldn't affect my ranking." Avery turned back and rolled his eyes at the giant, "I heard the sorting What's his name? Rubeus Hagrid, it made me laugh."

"From now on, we say that other werewolves can sneak in. It's too dangerous. Is this a zoo?" Lestrange complained.

"So, the purity of magic is being invaded little by little." Tom put down his knife and fork and said, "We, the people, must guard its last bottom line. At the same time, we can also explore more unknown things."

Tom's eyes locked on Shimaier.