HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

Tom has been searching for secrets, and the secret room he has been searching for in the past few years seems to have been told by little snakes recently. In that spring, Tom told Shimaier in his diary:

"I found the secret room."

Late at night, Shimaier lingered at the door of the women's bathroom on the second floor, and Tom appeared from the shadows.

Sometimes the status of prefect is also very useful. For example, you can go out to "patrol" at night.

"Are you sure?" Shimaier saw Tom coming. She hurried up and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it bad to be seen? Besides, I've been here before. It's just an ordinary bathroom."

"There won't be anyone now," Tom said. "I'm not sure where the secret room is hidden, but according to the information I found, it's here."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the sound of crying came from the bathroom.

"I thought I heard someone say it was haunted before." Although Shimeier remembered that someone had told her this, she forgot who said it, and she unconsciously grabbed the corner of Tom's clothes.

"Hogwarts is full of ghosts," Tom said calmly, taking out his wand from his robes.

"Yes, yes, that's what I said at the time!" Shimaier nodded crazily and followed Tom's footsteps into the bathroom little by little.

When they came to the bathroom, they found Myrtle crying into the sink.

"I should have guessed it was her," Shimaier murmured, "Wait for me, you'd better not be seen by others."

Tom nodded, and Shimeier walked over to Myrtle and handed her a tissue. "Stop crying, it's lights out time. Why don't you go back to the common room."

"Everyone hates Crazy Myrtle! I just said that I like Riddle very much! Everyone said that I want to eat swan meat!" She pulled her hair crazily, and the twin tails she originally wore were torn off by herself It was loose and loose, and there was a lot of her hair at the sewer outlet.

Shimaier looked at Tom who was hiding in the shadows at the door, and stopped Myrtle from pulling her hair with her hands, "Look at me Myrtle!"

Myrtle stopped moving, her glasses hanging slanted on the bridge of her nose, tears and snot mixed on her face.

"You don't have to worry about other people's business." Before Semmel could finish speaking, Myrtle fainted, and Tom was putting away his wand and walking out of the shadows.

"You knocked her out," Shimael said, dragging Myrtle's body to a toilet stall. "So, you have mastered silent magic." This was not difficult for Tom.

"Still not as good as you," Tom said, standing in front of the sink in a circle.

Shimaier chuckled twice and said, "Sooner or later you will surpass me." After all, he is just a gangster, but Tom is really a talented person.

Tom observed carefully around the sink, and suddenly he found a relief of a small snake on a certain faucet, but it was covered with ditches and you couldn't find it if you weren't careful.

Tom curled his lips and said, "Found it."

Shimaier stood aside, feeling a sense of separation between history and reality, and realized that he was actually in history.

When she reacted, she had already held Tom's hand.

Tom turned his head and looked at Shimaier with a little doubt, "What's wrong?"

"No." Shimaier took back his hand, "What are you going to do?"

"Clean."

After speaking, Tom made a hissing sound from his mouth, and Shimeier was surprised because he could understand Tom's Parseltongue.

But she didn't tell Tom because it wasn't a good sign.

Slowly, the middle pillar began to split, and soon there was a huge tunnel in front of them.

"It's so dark," Shimaier said, looking at the huge tunnel like a bottomless pit. "Let's go," Tom said, and he paused before speaking again, "If you want, you can turn into a butterfly and lie on my shoulder, so that you won't be too tired."

"Okay!" Shimaier became excited again when he heard what Tom said. "Let's go quickly! Go exploring! The secret room is our second secret base!"

After saying that, a pink-blue butterfly landed on Tom's fingertips. Tom gently put it on his shoulder. Shimaier also obediently lay on his shoulder and tried his best to lower its wings, because the butterfly's The wings were still very fragile, and she didn't want to be missing arms or legs.

The dark corridor was very long, and I don't know how long it took before a stone door appeared.

Shimaier, who turned into a human again, straightened his hair and said, "It's another mechanism, it's so cool."

Tom took a deep breath and said, "That's what I need in there."

"Have you decided to do this, Tom?" Shimael looked at Tom with some worry, "If you release the monster Slytherin keeps in the secret room, there will be no turning back."

"You know me, Shimaier," Tom said, staring at the stone door, "What is my goal."

"I'll accompany you," Shimaier just said.

"You always say that." Rarely, after Shimaier said this, Tom responded, "I hope you can really fulfill it."

Then, Tom said "open the door" in snake language, and the door slowly opened.

There was a unique scene inside. Suddenly, a giant snake sprang out from the water on both sides of the road. The splash of water soaked Shimaier's whole body. Now she was no different from a water ghost who had just crawled out of the water.

Just as Shimaier wanted to shave his wet hair back to take a closer look at the environment of this secret room, Tom covered Shimaier's eyes.

"Don't open your eyes."

Then Tom took off his tie and covered Shimaier's eyes.

The darkness and strange environment made Shimaier at a loss what to do, so she could only hold on to Tom's clothes tightly.

Then the monster talked to Tom. Tom probably didn't know that he could understand Parseltongue now, Shimaier thought. He had no intention of telling Tom, and even he didn't know why he could understand Parseltongue without a teacher.

"I am your master now," said Tom.

"My master is the Great Slytherin," said the rough voice.

"I am the descendant of Slytherin. I found this place, so you are now used by me." Tom's tone was very intimidating, at least Shimaier had never seen such Tom before.

"The descendant of Slytherin told me after my master left Hogwarts that his descendant would find me to fulfill his unfinished wish." The monster seemed to be twisting its body, Shimaier looked through the gap in his tie. To the snake's tail.

"You can finish now, but I have a plan." Tom put his hand on the snake's head.

"Tell me the name of the Heir of Slytherin," said the basilisk.

"Voldemort" said this name with cold lips, "Voldemort is my past, present, and future."

"Are you afraid of me like this? Shimaier."

"never."

After receiving a positive answer, Tom kissed Shimaier's eyes that were covered by his tie. "Remember to close your eyes at any time in the future, Shimaier."

Immediately, Shimaier fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he was lying on the small bed in the Room of Requirement, and there was no trace of Tom around him.

When Shimael walked out of the Room of Requirement and prepared to go back to the lounge, he realized that the first ray of sunlight in the morning had already shone on the steps.

"It's another beautiful day," Shimaier said as he walked to the first floor and stretched towards the courtyard outside the window.

Suddenly there was a commotion. Shimaier turned his head and looked in the direction of the stairs. A group of teachers were running towards the medical wing with a stretcher.

Shimaier remembered Tom's words before he fell into coma.

"Remember to close your eyes at all times."

The purge has begun.

Shimaier turned around and walked towards the hall. Before he entered the hall, he found a bunch of people outside the hall. Shimaier climbed up the high stone pier and saw clearly the words "The secret room has been opened" on the door.

"Come down, Shimaier." Caroline called to her from under the stone pier. Shimaier jumped down from the high stone pier. "Don't fall," Caroline said worriedly.

"It's very good, but some people are not so good. When I first came here, I saw a group of professors carrying a stretcher, probably going to the medical wing." Shimaier said.

"It's Stacey Hope, a Hufflepuff student. He was found lying on the floor in the hall early in the morning." Alphard said. "Maybe he hit his head. It seems that Ogg didn't clean the floor today when he was cleaning." Mop it up," he said, pointing to a puddle of water on the ground.

"But what is the secret room?" Caroline said, "It shouldn't be as simple as slipping."

Shimael said nothing because what Caroline said was right.

"There are too many mudbloods," Avery said loudly as he passed by them. "Mudbloods, please be careful." After that, he squeezed to the front to watch the fun.

"Hope is indeed from a Muggle family," Alphard said, "but it shouldn't matter, right?"

No one could guarantee it, but the cold hard fact that the victims of the attacks over the next few months were all Muggle-born wizards answered him.

The rain outside the window pattered on the glass of the library. Shimaier held his head and stared at the rainy scene outside the window in a daze.

"Og is going to get angry again," Alphard said while looking out the window. "I guess Hogwarts is really old. There are leaks in many places, which ruins his work every time."

"The leak is probably due to a broken water pipe somewhere. Isn't it possible that someone should be more concerned about the leak than another person being attacked?" Caroline looked up from the thick stack of books, with a worried look on her face, because like this The attack reminded her of her Gryffindor friend Lucy, who had dropped out of school because she had been bitten by a snake.

But it was obviously much more serious this time, because this time he was not bitten, but was inexplicably petrified, and even magic couldn't solve it.

"Hogwarts is no longer safe" Alphard said.

Shimaier sat silently. She knew what happened and she knew all the truth, but she couldn't say it.

She can no longer have her way.

There was a familiar rustling sound in her ears again. This sound had been with her for several months.

"Kill I want to kill"

The door to the library was pushed open, and Professor Dumbledore and a group of other leaders stood at the door, with a serious look on their faces that Shimael had never seen before.

"Everyone, please return to your college's common room immediately."

There were voices of conversation all around. Dumbledore put his wand to his throat, and his voice instantly amplified ten times. "Quiet!"

The library fell silent for a moment, and Dumbledore slowly repeated, "Everyone, return to the common room of your college immediately."

It was the first time Shimael saw Dumbledore in such a strong mood. It seemed that something serious had happened. He did not dare to delay and returned to the common room with the crowd.

Everyone in the common room was chattering and discussing.

"Ogg is in trouble. To be honest, I hate him," Avery said gloatingly. "He always threatens us with the chains in his office and says he will hang us up. Who is he?"

"That's it," Malfoy said, "the heir of Slytherin will always seek justice and rectify the school."

The people surrounding Tom looked at him meaningfully, as if they had thought of a rumor circulating privately, which they undoubtedly knew or guessed, related to Tom's illustrious ancestors.

"Obviously, this is not enough for the persecution of pure-blood wizards." Tom said, "The heir of Slytherin couldn't stand what Hogwarts looks like now, so he released the monsters in the Chamber of Secrets."

Everyone looked at each other and smiled.

Shimael and Alphard were sitting not far away. Shimael frowned worriedly. Alphard thought that Shimael was worried that he would be attacked as before, so he said comfortingly, "Don't worry, you will be the same no matter what." Slytherin house won't attack you."

"I'm not worried," Shimaier said with a sigh, "I'm just worrying about myself."

"What does it mean to bother oneself?" Alphard didn't understand, so he tried hard to learn. "No matter what it is, this is for you." He took out a feather bookmark, "Caroline plucked it from me and blessed it. Spell, if you are really worried you can use this as a talisman."

"Hahaha, you are still losing your hair." Shimaier solemnly took the feather bookmark. She knew that she had gained a very important friendship that she would not forget even for centuries to come.

"Caroline really thinks you are important, Shimael," Alphard said seriously. "She doesn't want to experience losing a friend again."

Shimaier also nodded seriously, "You are also my most important friends."

"Shimaier." Tom didn't know when he was standing behind Shimaier. "The prefect is responsible for patrolling the campus. Today you and I are together."

"Okay." Shimaier stood up, and Alphard gave her a worried look.

"Don't worry about me," Shimer said. "Tom will protect me, right?"

Tom nodded and the two walked out of the common room.

"Go to the bathroom on the second floor," Tom said as soon as he reached the first floor, walking in a completely different direction than patrolling.

"Okay" Shimaier followed closely in Tom's footsteps. She had not yet told Tom that she could understand Parseltongue. She was worried that if she told him, Tom would be wary of her in the future.

Tom must have been to the Chamber of Secrets once, and after he released the basilisk, it must have been wandering in the pipes of Hogwarts for several months.

There were sobbing again in the bathroom, and Tom frowned in disgust.

Moaning Myrtle was weeping again, and Shimael said, "I'll go."

She was crying in a toilet stall, and Shimaier pushed the door open and squeezed in.

"Get out!" When Myrtle realized someone had come in, she hurriedly put on her glasses. Shimaier ignored her and just handed her a stack of paper. "What's wrong with you?"

Then came the wails of ghosts and wolves, as if they had been suppressed for a long time. "I can't stand Olive Humbe's cynicism! She said that those who were attacked were all Muggle-born people. She told me on purpose because at that time I’m sitting in the common room!”

Shimaier didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort her by saying, "Stop crying, I'll be tired of crying later."

"Tired? Does anyone care about whether Crying Myrtle is tired from crying? Hahahahahahahahahahaha" Myrtle cried and laughed "Put away your fake good intentions, Maier, if you really If you are kind to me, you should be friends with me when I first enter school." Myrtle stared at Shimaier fiercely and said.

Shimael was speechless because Myrtle was indeed telling the truth.

The bathroom fell into an eerie silence. Myrtle seemed to want Shimaier to say something and continued to stare at her silently, but Shimaier really couldn't find anything to say to defend himself.

"Master, what should I do?"

At this time, there was a sound coming from the sink outside. Shimaier could understand it, but to Myrtle's ears it was just a hissing sound.

Tom had come in to call out the basilisk.

Myrtle suddenly became furious and said, "Who is it! This is the women's room! Get out!"

"Clean the Mudbloods," Shimael heard Tom say in Parseltongue.

Before she could stop Myrtle from breaking out of the door, Myrtle lay straight on the ground, her eyes widening as if she had seen something very terrifying.

Slowly, wisps of things began to gather above her body, and she was about to turn into a ghost.

"Keep your eyes closed, Shimer," Tom said.