HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

For weeks after Christmas, people were still talking about the dance.

But when the Christmas break is over, students have to plunge into endless study again.

"It's really good, but it's a pity that we can't go on a trip together." Shimaier, Caroline, and Alphard were walking on the way to herbal medicine class. The snow in the courtyard was melting. What they were going to do today was Add an extra layer of insulation to your plants.

"It doesn't matter, I can do it next year," Shimaier said. Anyway, the plan to go to Albania is not urgent.

"Next year? I heard Professor Slughorn tell Principal Armando that he was very satisfied with this prom and plans to have one next year," Alphard said, his face flushed when he thought of this year's prom.

Suddenly, a group of people carried a girl across the courtyard from the direction of the Herbology classroom. Shimael caught a glimpse of it and thought she looked familiar. He seemed to have seen her in Hogsmeade. She was Lucy, a Gryffindor student and Caroline's classmate. Winter.

Apparently Caroline also recognized that the person being carried away was her classmate, so she grabbed Thomas who was running at the end and asked anxiously, "What happened? What's wrong with Lucy?"

Thomas's face was pale and he was sweating. He was panting and wiped his sweat and said, "Lucy was bitten by a snake. Just now we were helping the professor organize things that will be used in class later, and Lucy suddenly screamed and fainted. When we got there, we saw her lying in the shovel pile and the snake ran away. We don’t know if the snake was poisonous or not.”

Caroline frowned and said to Alphard and Shimer, "I have to go and see." She was also a popular presence in Gryffindor. After saying that, Caroline followed Thomas to the hospital wing. Run over there.

"Snake" Shimaier muttered in a low voice, with an unpredictable look in his eyes. Alphard noticed Shimaier's change and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay" Shimaier just said. Alphard knew that Shimaier was hiding something from him, but he didn't ask any more questions.

She is not a fool, and it is not just once or twice that students are attacked by snakes in school. Shimaier can figure out who the snake listens to the most in this school with her fingernails.

When they arrived at Greenhouse No. 3, they found Professor Dumbledore and the administrators Ogg and Armando gathered at the door of Greenhouse No. 3.

Dumbledore's expression was solemn. Administrator Ogg and Principal Armando shouted that it was time to remove snakes from Hogwarts. Principal Armando was probably annoyed by Ogg, and his face was full of anxiety.

When Dumbledore saw Shimeier, his eyes had never looked serious before. "Come here, Shimaier, Alphard, you go to class first." He waved, and Shimeier and Alphard looked at each other. A consensus was reached.

Shimael did not jump up to Dumbledore as usual, but moved slowly like an ant.

"What's wrong, Professor, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I might have rheumatism." Shimael was very good at telling such outrageous lies.

"Shimaier, don't be nervous. Do you really know nothing?" Dumbledore's tone was extremely serious.

"What should I know?" Shimael frowned and pretended to think hard. "I have a paper on cross-transformation. I also have a paper on completing the assignment for the divination class. Well, I will go to Professor Horn. Communicative, and "

"That's enough, that's enough, kid. If you're fine, don't make trouble for us. You should go back to the classroom," Principal Armando said impatiently.

"What a great idea, I think so too!" Shimaier said and left, ready to jump away. She heard Armando complaining to Dumbledore, "As for the recent attacks on two students, The Ministry of Magic has issued a warning that my position is not guaranteed. Dumbledore, I hope you can help me. Is it an accident? But who knows how these snakes that were supposed to be hibernating escaped."

But before Shimael could jump very far, Dumbledore ignored Armando's words and called Shimaier. Shimaier could only pretend that his old illness had relapsed and limped back to where he was just now.

Principal Armando looked even more impatient. He didn't know what Dumbledore was going to do. This feeling of not being under his control and being kept in the dark was what made him most unhappy.

"There was also a snake bite incident last month, Shimael." Dumbledore stated word for word, but his tone became increasingly oppressive. "That boy confessed his love to you before he was bitten."

"I'm very popular, I know." Shimaier nodded to Dumbledore and admitted the matter. "The two things are not directly related."

"Do you really have nothing to tell us? As far as I know, neither you nor Riddle went to the Quidditch match that day." After Dumbledore finished speaking, before Shimer could begin to explain, Armando The principal interrupted him, "Wait, wait, Albus, you must have misunderstood something. Riddle has absolutely no reason to do this. You know his performance in school."

Shimaier cupped his hands and looked at Professor Dumbledore helplessly, "I think the principal is right. I think I have to go to class. I will take the exam next year and I can't relax any more." After saying this, Shimaier turned and left. .

"The last word is Shimaier." Dumbledore said to Shimaier's back, "The injured people are all Muggle-born children."

Even though she knew the truth of the matter, Shimaier felt inexplicably disappointed, but she pretended to be indifferent and walked towards the third greenhouse without looking back.

Even so, I could still hear Principal Armando telling Dumbledore what a once-in-a-century genius Tom was, and that he couldn't stereotype Slytherin.

Shimaier, who knew what would happen in the future, took every step very seriously and felt powerless. This time she was not just a bystander but actually participated in Voldemort's growth.

But when she opened the door to the third greenhouse and saw the seat Tom had left for her next to her, her mood instantly improved.

She will always keep Tom's secret secret.

If only Avery's smug look wasn't so obvious.

When we were having lunch in the hall at noon, many people had already heard about a fourth-year student in Gryffindor who was bitten by a snake, and there was endless discussion.

"Isn't it a bit exaggerated, Tom, what if you are discovered." Shimaier asked Tom, "Dumbledore is already suspicious, but he just has no evidence."

"Only a few people know that I'm a Parseltongue," Tom said. "I'll tell them to keep their mouths shut properly."

It is really difficult to balance not only concealing something but also improving one's prestige, Shimaier thought to himself.

"Becoming a terror in the eyes of mudbloods is not my direct purpose. My purpose is to tell smart people that the heir of Slytherin is in Hogwarts." Tom said, "Of course, in the eyes of some people, I am just a smart person." They are just students from a Muggle orphanage."

"Then I'm the second student from a Muggle orphanage." Shimaier dismissed her worries and said easily, "But didn't you bite Lucretia in the first grade? Wouldn't she be suspicious?" According to her. It is known that the Black sisters are also the core figures of the Little Death Eaters.

"They will forget," Tom said calmly. "This was just an act of terror against mudbloods."

Shimaier didn't speak anymore. She accepted that Tom was such a person, but that didn't mean that she was the same.

She is a free soul who seems to be very controllable, but she has never really belonged to anyone. She has always been a free person who can do whatever she wants.

In the next few months, in addition to responding to Shimeier's whimsical thoughts in his diary, Tom refused every time Shimeier asked to go to the Room of Requirement.

Some snake bite incidents occurred one after another, but the teachers had no clue, except that Professor Dumbledore seemed to appear in Shimaier's sight at any time.

Caroline has been feeling very depressed lately because many of her good friends in Gryffindor have also been bitten by snakes.

Seeing Caroline in such a state, Shimaier has not held a Stealing Club meeting with them recently. She doesn't want to deceive Caroline or betray Tom. She feels more guilty for Caroline.

The more things you know in your heart, the heavier you feel.

The key is that she knows not only what is happening now, but also the future

Shimaier is no longer so lively. She is already a maverick and looks more alone. Others only think that she is afraid that she will be the next person bitten.

I feel very depressed and need an outlet to vent.

"What's wrong with you lately?" Alphard asked Shimael while he was in the Slytherin common room catching up on the observation report about Sniff. "It feels like something's not right with you lately."

"No, it's okay." Shimaier had already started to pack her things and prepare to go back to the dormitory. She was not in the mood or ready to discuss these topics with Alphard.

"You always say it's okay," Alphard called her. "Muggle-born classmates are all afraid that they will be next. Are you afraid too? Caroline told me that Lucy has dropped out of school, and you haven't been in the right state lately. Mel, are you scared or do you know something?”

"I don't know!" Shimaier couldn't suppress her emotions and shouted loudly. The voice attracted people in the lounge, and everyone looked at her curiously.

This was the first time Shimael and Alphard had a fight since they came to this school and became friends. No one spoke for a while. Shimael wanted to say something but his heart was so tight that it seemed to be blocked in his throat, so in the end Nothing was said.

Until Tom came from their round table and took Shimaier away.

Shimaier let Tom lead her out of the common room. She suddenly felt aggrieved. She was obviously just a passerby and a bystander. Why should she endure this? She was under pressure that no one else knew about. A good friend, but also a person I like but can't like. Such a complicated emotional intersection makes me feel very tired.

Such a mood made Shimaier cry, from a small cry to a loud cry.

Unknowingly, Tom brought Shimaier to the Black Lake.

The nights in early summer are always a bit hot, so Shimaier soaked directly in the black lake and cried in the ice-cold lake water.

"It's very tiring to hold a lot of secrets in your heart, Shimaier." Tom squatted on the edge of the black lake and gently wiped Shimaier's tears away with his thumb.

Shimaier nodded.

"I am the person closest to you, you can tell me." Tom's voice was not as confusing as before, but more genuine.

Shimaier stood in the cold water. The stimulation on her skin made her still awake. She shook her head, she couldn't.

Tom didn't say much. He took Shimaier's hand and kissed the translucent ring gently.

"It doesn't matter, I will wait for you. Or you can wait for me and let me find out."

Tom stood up and looked at Shimaier condescendingly, "Tomorrow is your birthday, do you have any wishes?"

Shimaier sniffed, looked up at Tom and looked at him. From such a small child to the teenager he is now, Shimaier seemed to know where to vent his bad mood.

So Shimaier said, "Yes, if you can, please take me to the Room of Requirement."

Tom nodded "As long as you want."