HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

On the first day of Christmas, the heavy snow stopped unexpectedly. Students returned to Hogwarts in small groups, and the Slytherin lounge returned to its usual bustle.

But all this excitement has nothing to do with Shimaier. The Stealing Club has already started its first gathering of the new semester, and the theme is to comfort Shimaier.

Shimaier stabbed the pudding in her hand with a silver spoon. "It's strange. I'm not very angry about this, but I am very angry when I see you." The pudding has been broken into small pieces by her. , Shimaier scooped up a mouthful and put it in his mouth. The taste was the same anyway.

"Then shall I leave?" Caroline pretended to have tears in her eyes and looked at Shimaier affectionately.

"Let's go traveling together for three Christmases next year. I can't stand these parties anymore." Alphard scratched his already messy hair and said, "There's no need for Shimael to stay here for Christmas anyway."

It was obviously a slip of the tongue, but Caroline didn't bump into him to remind Alphard as usual, which showed that she also expected so in her heart.

"Okay, I've never traveled before. Let's go to Albania. How about exploring?" There are very important things about Shimael in Albania. Maybe we can take advantage of this trip with Caroline and Alphard. Take the opportunity.

"Okay, it's better than going to Alphard's house to eat roast chicken with a bad face." Caroline said, "But there is no bad face this year." She was referring to the two sisters of the Black family, who always complained that Alphard was not a pure girl. A blood supremacist speaks in a sour tone.

"They are all going to Avery's house." Alphard sprinkled the baked potatoes with Mexican chili powder. "A lot of people have received invitations, but not Caroline and I. Who do you think will receive the invitation?" Alphard took a bite. , Shimaier guessed that half of the bite was filled with chili powder.

Both Caroline and Shimeier knew who Alphard was talking about. Who could receive Avery's invitation? Only those who are pure-blooded.

"Their ideas are becoming more and more extreme." Caroline commented, "Simmel, you have to remind Riddle to stay away from those people."

"I'm not familiar with him anymore." Shimaier actually felt relieved. At least students like Caroline and Alphard didn't find out that Tom was the one leading this trend. Then Dumbledore wouldn't be a student. Other students learned this from their mouths.

Caroline shook her head with a half-smile, "I understand you best, Shimaier. I guess you two will get back together in a few days."

Before Shimaier could retort with a blushing face, Alphard blushed and looked for water everywhere. "Ah - Sihasha, it kills me Sihasha - I want water, give me water -" Mexico Devil's Chili Powder is so powerful.

But the apple juice had already been drunk, and Caroline and Shimeier each grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into Alphard's mouth and lips.

Alphard let out an even more painful cry, and the feeling of the two worlds of ice and fire made him burst into tears. Shimael also shed tears, but only with a smile.

She endured the feeling that her abdominal muscles were about to tear apart from laughing. She tapped the empty bowl next to her with her hand and said in a trembling voice, "Clear water is like a spring." The empty bowl was filled with water in an instant. The snow picked up the bowl and drank it.

"I can't even feel what I'm talking about right now," he burped, "I'm freezing."

Shimaier and Caroline laughed louder, but were interrupted by the sound of the door opening soon.

Students are not allowed to enter the observatory during the rest of the time except for astronomy classes. If they are caught gathering here by a professor or the key keeper Ogg, they will be imprisoned no matter how they excuse themselves.

"Simael." It was Tom.

The three of them were more or less relieved, but after just a moment Shimaier changed his face and said with an unhappy face, "Why are you calling me? What are you doing here?"

Tom did not answer Shimaier, but said to Caroline and Alphard, "I want to talk to Shimaier alone, Greengrass and Black." The beams obscured his features.

Caroline and Alphard looked at each other, nodded and got up to go out together. Shimaier also heard Caroline say, "It seems that I said too much when I said we would reconcile in a few days. I should have said a few more words." Hour."

Shimael stared at the leaving figures of Caroline and Alphard fiercely (well-intentioned), and they finally winked at Shimael mischievously.

"I'm here to find you, Shimael." Tom said after closing the door and casting an earplug listening spell. He walked out of the shadows, and the moonlight hit his face, making the edges and corners clearer.

Tom was handsome, there was no denying that.

"I don't need it." Shimaier covered the flame with snow, and the last trace of light from the observatory was extinguished.

Tom looked at Shimaier in silence for a while, then stepped forward.

He was already a head taller than Shimaier. Tom stretched out his hand to hook Shimaier's head and pressed her against his neck, which was his most vulnerable position. Shimaier could feel the coldness on his body, and there was also a bit of black magic that was well hidden by him. She could feel Tom's vocal cords vibrating, and he said "I'm sorry" in a deep and magnetic voice.

This was probably the first time in his life that he had uttered such words. Shimaier felt that this didn't even look like Tom. Would the future Dark Lord say such words?

Is this true, or is it just a disguise that Tom is good at?

Shimaier subconsciously wanted to push Tom away, but Tom held Shimaier tightly in his arms. "You know, this is what I have to do." Tom said unhurriedly, "You know my ambition. I need the help of the pure-blood family, this is a good opportunity, after three years, the time is ripe."

"It's none of my business," Shimaier said, giving up his struggle and burying himself in Tom's neck.

"This is none of your business, Shimael." Tom said as he stroked Shimaier's hair. "For our future."

Shimaier admitted that her heart was moved at this moment, and the future belonged to them.

Will he become a female devil?

It doesn’t seem to be written in the history of world magic, right?

Tom lifted her chin, and there was a familiar touch again. Their lips were tightly attached. Shimaier couldn't remember how many times they kissed. It was clear that no one had broken the window paper. But the ambiguous game continues.

A trace of honey flowed into Shimaier's mouth.

"Don't worry about Shimaier, it's just some cheer. I know you need it. You are too nervous." Tom patted Shimaier's back gently. Shimaier felt that he was getting sleepier. "Now take a nap." , your nerves are too tense, you can see our sunrise when you wake up."

After hearing these words, Shimaier finally couldn't hold on to the heavy eyelids and fell asleep.

Tom put Shimael on his lap and cast a warming charm on both of them. He followed the example of secretly watching the director comfort the other children who were not sleeping in the orphanage, and patted Shimael again and again.

He may be looking for something in Shimaier that he lacks, either this or that.

There was only the bleak evening wind mixed with white snow all night. Tom looked at the scenery with an expressionless face, feeling that everything was going according to his plan.

The sunrise always comes later in winter, and Shimaier woke up just in time for the first ray of morning light.

Shimaier pushed herself up and yawned with her mouth wide open. She had completely forgotten how she fell asleep last night.

I just remember that she seemed to have reconciled with Tom.

"Omg, why am I sleeping here, and Tom, why are we using the sky as our cover and the earth as our bed?" Shimaier then moved his gaze to the outside of the observatory.

The morning light shines on the white snow with a dazzling silver light, which is a unique sight.

"Sunrise," said Tom, looking into Shimael's hazy eyes, "I will fulfill your wish."