HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

Shimaier brought some candies from the Honeydukes Candy House to the Rosier brothers and sisters. In Shimaier's heart, they were considered his friends. After all, there were only three of them in the Slytherin common room at Christmas. Of course, the candies were The taste is different from ordinary people.

Shimaier thought that Ailas would give his share to his sister Aibili, but unexpectedly Ailas kept it himself. Aibili still hid behind her brother, although she was very happy that they all accepted her. Candy, but I am very suspicious that he is also a person with abnormal taste?

Abby looked much better after Tom came back, Shimaier could see it. She also secretly asked Elas, "Does your sister like Tom?"

Elas didn't speak, and his silent look was exactly the same as Tom's in the orphanage.

So Shimaier said something else, "I'm just reminding you that you are too young to fall in love early!" She felt vaguely uncomfortable with Abby's behavior.

Ordinary days always pass by quickly. If it were not for the boring divination class homework, Shimaier would enjoy his school time.

Dumbledore never spoke to Shimael again, as if some of their previous conversations did not exist. He was still his professor of Transfiguration, and Shimaier was still the student who liked to draw in class.

Shimaier is really not interested in divination classes. She doesn't really agree with the method of using tea leaves or tree branches to predict the future. If the future can really be predicted, then there will be no meaning for human beings to exist.

Professor Lens in the divination class has a pessimistic attitude towards everyone's future. His class is not so much about teaching divination knowledge as it is about giving language to the students most of the time.

For example, he predicted that Shimael would return to Hogwarts. "You won't become a ghost in Hogwarts, will you? You have to be careful Shimaier, or will you become a professor at Hogwarts? Charms or History of Magic are quite suitable for you," Alphard suggested.

He also predicted that Alphard would be put into glass. "Maybe he got confused and confused Azkaban with glass," Avery said jokingly.

Dumbledore also needs to be careful about high places, and high places are also very cold, which means that he will not have anyone close to him. "It's nonsense. Professor Dumbledore is still a Gryffindor. Is it possible?" Is he afraid of Gryffindor Tower? And so many people like Professor Dumbledore, how come there is no one close to him!" Caroline said dissatisfied, Shimaier secretly thought that this closeness might be different from ordinary closeness. Two meanings

It wasn't until he predicted that a dark cloud was brewing over Hogwarts, which would impact the entire magical world, that Shimael thought that this old man had two brushes with him.

But divination is something ambiguous, and no one takes it seriously.

For example, it was predicted that she would return to Hogwarts in the future. Shimaier knew in her heart that this was impossible, and once she left, she would never come back.

Tom was unexpectedly restrained in the Divination class. It was obvious that he was very wary of Professor Lawrence. Shimaier thought that he was worrying unfoundedly and worrying about others, not to mention that Professor Lawrence and Professor Dumbledore had such a good relationship. If Professor Rens could really see that Tom would become a being like Voldemort in the future, would he not tell Professor Dumbledore? Besides, Professor Dumbledore has always wanted to catch Tom and tear off Tom's disguise.

Shimaier stopped paying attention to his birthday a long time ago. The most recent time was when Tom gave him a butterfly necklace last year. Shimaier wore the necklace every day and didn't take it off even when taking a bath.

So when she entered the hall of Hogwarts to have breakfast, Caroline was waiting at the door early to give her some words, thinking that she was going to propose to her.

"Happy birthday Shimaier, you didn't tell us when your birthday was, but Riddle told us." Caroline smiled and stuffed the flowers into Shimaier's arms, completely ignoring the curious eyes of the people around her.

"I don't think I need to celebrate my birthday." It would be too hard to remember it every year. "But thank you, I really like flowers, because I am a butterfly."

When Shimael appeared at Slytherin's long table with a large bouquet of flowers, Avery immediately let out a harsh hiss, "Look, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, Shimael, are you the flower fairy?"

"I am a butterfly" Shimaier just said, pushing the girl next to Tom away, sitting next to Tom and placing the flowers next to her. The girl was dissatisfied and spilled the soup in her bowl everywhere.

"It seems that you are always surrounded by all kinds of flowers and butterflies, Tom," Shimaier said in a jealous and sinister manner.

"Only you are a butterfly." Tom put a piece of smoked meat on his plate.

"Don't come here." Shimaier blushed when she was told. She felt that she blushed more and more easily. This was not a good sign for her who always claimed to be thick-skinned. Then Shimaier lowered her voice and said, "How did you tell Alphard?" Today is my birthday with Caroline, are you willing to tell others our secret?"

Tom stopped cutting the bacon, put down his knife and fork and said in a low voice, "Because we didn't celebrate my birthday together." He turned his head and looked at Shimeier seriously, "So I don't want your birthday to be a regret. "

"I haven't celebrated my birthday in a long time," Shimaier said. "It always feels meaningless."

"Before I met you, I didn't know that anyone would celebrate my birthday like this." Tom whispered in her ear, which made Shimeier's skin crawl.

"We are together, that's what it means."

Shimaier didn't know how he finished breakfast and what he ate. Everything was so wonderful. When finishing breakfast, Shimaier asked Tom, "Did you give me a happy drug?"

"I guess I don't need that to make you happy," Tom said.

Shimael spent the morning's Magic History class passing small notes to Caroline and Alphard. Sometimes they threw them, and sometimes they crumpled the notes into a ball and rolled them on the ground until Shimael collected them. A note arrived that didn't belong to any of the three of them at all.

There was no sign of being raped on the piece of paper, and "Meet you at the observatory at eleven o'clock tonight" was neatly written on the white paper.

Shimaier took this piece of paper and looked around the classroom, and his eyes immediately touched Tom's eyes. Shimaier raised the paper in his hand and waved it to Tom, then swallowed the paper in one gulp and mouthed the words. The word "secret".

Until Tom looked away, Shimeier continued to exchange notes with Caroline and Alphard.

But Tom's note still gave Shimare such a big impact that she was distracted during Potions class and burned a big hole in the floor. Professor Slughorn shook his head with drooping corners of his mouth. Hold your forehead hard.

"Miss Shimeier, I thought you could keep up with our teaching pace after two years of guidance from Riddle," Professor Horn said with a pale face, but in the end he still said for Tom's sake, "You and Riddle Befriend Del, you should ask him for advice more often."

Shimaier seemed to be listening carefully to the sermon with his head lowered, but in fact his mind had already wandered away. She just wanted to get to the evening quickly, so she didn't even go to the hall to eat dinner. After class, she rushed back to her dormitory to dig out the cosmetics she bought in the Muggle world to tidy herself up.

Shimaier looked at herself in the mirror, and she was completely in love with herself.

Shimaier walked around her room boredly, her heart tormenting like countless ants crawling around. She had to check the time almost every minute. For the first time in so long, she felt that time passed slowly.

Speaking of which, Shimeier has never been caught by Mr. Ogg when he went out for a walk, and I heard from Caroline that some people were caught and put in solitary confinement by being hung from Mr. Ogg's ceiling. Shimaier thought that if she was going to be hung, she would fight off Ogg preemptively. No matter what kind of punishment she would receive, it would be better than the humiliation of being hung.

Shimaier put her ear to the door panel to listen to the noise outside. When the noise in the lounge gradually calmed down, she opened the door and walked out.

At this time, there were only a few people in the common room. Only a few couples were still kissing in the dark. Shimaier glanced at them, blushed and looked away in embarrassment.

Was it like this when she and Tom kissed?

After the last couple reluctantly parted ways, Shimaier turned around from the single swivel chair. She carefully pushed open the stone door, and suddenly a voice came from behind asking, "Where are you going?"

Not being caught by Ogg, it would be very miserable to be caught by the prefect. Shimaier turned around slowly as if he was petrified. When he found that it was just Ailas, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Children should go to bed. It's an adult's business." Don't worry about it."

"Are you looking for Riddle?" Ailas continued to question regardless of what Shimaier said.

Shimaier looked at Ailas as if he were looking at little Tom. He was not afraid of his cold tone at all. He looked at the time and saw that it was already ten fifty and said impatiently, "That's right."

"Shimaier, I have something to tell you." Shimaier interrupted Ailas before he could finish his sentence. "Wait until I come back. I'm too anxious. Bye, bye, bye!" After that, he rushed out in a hurry.

Ailas looked at the back of Shimaier running out and just whispered "Happy birthday, Shimaier"

He just wanted to say happy birthday to her.

At the corner, Shimaier looked around to make sure there was no one around and then turned into a butterfly. This was the last way Shimaier could think of to avoid being discovered by others.

She flew up to the first floor, flew out from the nearest window, flapped her wings and flew hard towards the observatory.

Tom saw Shimaier at a glance. He stretched out his slender fingers and let Shimaier rest on it.

"You came."

Tom lowered his eyes and looked at Shimaier.

With a bang, Shimeier returned to his human form and threw himself on Tom, then stood up quickly.

Tom took out the cake from behind the 3D astronomy model. It was a small white cake with "Happy Birthday" written on it with chocolate sauce.

"This is my first time," Tom said a little embarrassed, "it's not as good-looking as the one you gave me."

Shimaier shook his head quickly and quickly took the cake. "Thank you Tom, I haven't eaten cake for many years. I have forgotten what it tastes like. Thank you for celebrating my birthday."

Tom waved his magic wand and inserted 14 candles into the cake. After the candles were fixed, they instantly ignited sparks.

It was dark around them, and even the moon hid in the dark clouds. The surrounding environment was only illuminated by flickering candles. Faced with this situation, Shimaier finally understood why candlelight dinners are always linked to ambiguity.

Tom's charming eyes stared at Shimaier. "What are your wishes for this year?"

"No," Shimaier frowned and tried hard to think of any wishes she had that could come true. Unfortunately, she is a person with a rich spiritual world. "I don't have any wishes. I believe everything is the best arrangement."

Tom was silent for a while. He had never celebrated anyone's birthday before. Even before Shimaier celebrated his birthday for the first time, he thought birthday was just a noun.

"Then what is your wish?" Shimaier asked when Tom didn't speak.

"I hope we can always be together"

Tom whispered.

Shimaier smiled, crossed his hands on his chest to make a wish, and said, "Then my birthday wish is that Tom Riddle's wish comes true."

I don’t know how reliable Tom’s words are. I wonder if he will be able to remember that he has said such a sentence in the future, whether it is true or false.

Tom scooped a spoonful of cake and said softly, "Happy birthday to 14-year-old Shimaier."