HP Nocturne and Evening Bell

Chapter 25

"Angelina Rogers!"

"Tim Caesar!"

"Mary Smith!"

With the shouting of names, the little wizards stepped forward one by one in order to accept the test of the sorting hat. As the sorting results were produced, warm applause broke out from different long tables to welcome the newcomers.Hermione waited nervously for Tom's name, but unexpectedly heard some familiar surnames.

"Daisy Weasley!"

A red-haired girl ran forward with a smile. It seemed that the red hair of the Weasley family had been around for a long time.

"Charles Potter!"

Looking uncontrollably at the boy walking towards the Sorting Hat, Hermione was in a daze.This boy named Potter has black hair, somewhat similar to Harry, but he does not wear a pair of round glasses, and his beautiful green eyes are replaced by a pair of blue eyes. There's only one of Lippert's people.

"Slytherin!" With the loud announcement of the Sorting Hat, Charlus Potter walked happily to the long table of Slytherin.

Harry's grandfather was a Slytherin!But this is not surprising, as pure blood wizards are generally born in Slytherin.As a Gryffindor, Sirius was regarded as a heretic by many people.But Daisy Weasley is a Gryffindor. It seems that the Weasley family is actually a pure-blood family rich in Gryffindor, no wonder it is regarded as the scum of the pure-blood.

"Abraxas Malfoy!"

It really was him!The little silver-haired wizard he met in Diagon Alley that day turned out to be Draco's grandfather.Like his grandson, the Sorting Hat called out the Slytherin answer as soon as it touched the top of his head.

"Tom Riddle!"

The loud sound of the Sorting Hat brought a silence in the auditorium. Hermione turned her head and found that Dumbledore was staring at the Sorting Hat with concern. It seemed that her appearance did not change Dumbledore's special attention to Tom.

Tom sat on the stool silently, expressionless.Unexpectedly, the Sorting Hat did not draw a conclusion as soon as it was put on as Hermione expected, on the contrary, it took a full 2 ​​minutes before the Sorting Hat shouted the unsurprising answer: "Slytherin! "

Tom didn't look excited or upset, and before leaving, he gave Hermione a meaningful look, which confused Hermione a bit.What did the Sorting Hat say to him?Why is he showing such a strange expression?

The question did not linger in her heart for too long. Following the instructions of Principal Dippet, the students sang the school song unevenly. After the last syllable landed, rich food appeared on the long table. Those familiar magic pastries Hermione was not in the mood to think more, she tasted the food gratefully, and felt that she had really returned to the familiar magical world and returned home.

After dinner, she looked at the long Slytherin table, but Tom was no longer in sight. It seemed that Tom didn't need her concern.Hermione tried her best to ignore the bitterness in her heart, she exchanged a few words with the professor beside her, and then returned to her room in the dungeon.

There was Potions class for the first grade the next day. Hermione tidied up all night and prepared all the things she needed for a week. There was no sunlight in the dungeon. It wasn't until Professor Horace knocked on the door politely that Hermione knew that she was full of trouble. Worked all night.

"Merlin! Hermione, didn't you rest all night?" Horace screamed regardless of his appearance.

"Sorry Professor, I forgot the time when I was sorting it out." Actually Hermione forced herself to work hard to avoid those wild thoughts.

"Dear Hermione, I wonder if what I said before was too harsh. The work is indeed a bit heavy, but you don't have to work so hard. I will feel uneasy seeing a young girl who doesn't take good care of her skin and body, you Take a good rest, and then I will entrust the students' homework to you."

"Thank you, I won't stay up late next time."

"Young people, you can't just rely on your health to overdraw at will. Your boyfriend will definitely feel distressed when he sees it."

Boy friend?Hermione's eyes widened in surprise. She had only seen him three times. How did Horace come to the conclusion that she had a boyfriend?Hermione didn't want to dwell on this issue, she nodded to thank Horace for his kindness, and turned to close the door to rest.

It was already afternoon when she woke up again. Hermione put on her robe and walked casually to the Hogwarts library.

There were students of different grades everywhere along the way, and they didn't seem to recognize who she was. Although she was introduced in the Great Hall of Hogwarts, her ordinary face probably didn't attract much attention.

Entering the library, there were a few students sitting sparsely inside. On a sunny day, almost no one was willing to bury themselves in the thick books. Hermione walked straight to the first area without squinting.

"Hello, this is the □□ area, do you have the approval note from the professor?"

"What?" Hermione was a little surprised, she turned her head and saw a black-haired girl with a ponytail asking her seriously, her serious expression was exactly the same as it was decades later.

"McGonagall taught..." Hermione even stopped talking.

"You know me? I'm Minerva McGonagall, a Gryffindor prefect, and I'm on patrol today." The girl nodded, "You are? Oh, I'm so sorry, you're the new Miss Granger, right? I didn't recognize you just now, you look younger than when you were in the auditorium that day."

"Yes, I'm Hermione Granger, nice to meet you, Minerva McGonagall."

Mag obviously noticed the smile that the girl opposite could not hide, as if reuniting with an old friend after a long absence. Her brown eyes contained endless content and emotions, but today they met for the first time, Hey Min Granger's reaction was really abnormal.Although she felt a little strange, she didn't feel disgusted. She stretched out her right hand, and the two shook hands like old friends.

"Hermione, please forgive me for calling you that. It's nice to meet you. You can enter the first area. I'll see you when I have time." McGonagall turned and said goodbye, continuing her prefect patrol mission.

"Goodbye." Hermione couldn't control the smile on her face. The young Minerva looked very good, she was an ideal friend.A twelve-inch treatise on Arithmancy with Professor McGonagall?It's a great picture to think about.

Stopping the strange thoughts in her mind, she walked into the first area, and searched carefully along the dusty bookshelves. Many books were tightly locked with iron chains, and they still shook from time to time, causing Hermione to cough and feel ashamed. After searching all afternoon, Hermione found nothing.

When she walked out of the library, the grass outside was already dark, the black sky was dotted with stars, the lake water was sparkling, and walking past the beech tree that she relied on most when she was a girl, Hermione was caught by a standing Black Shadow was taken aback.

"It's me." The voice in the wind was a little fuzzy.

"You are?" Hermione approached cautiously until a warm hand took hers.

Hermione almost screamed, she subconsciously wanted to shake off the hand, but was soothed by the voice: "Don't worry, there's no one around here."

It's Tom.

"Why are you here? It's almost curfew."

"Don't worry, there's still time."

"You..." Hermione didn't know what to say.

"You didn't show up all day today."

"I, I'm in the library."

"It has something to do with the tattoo on your body, doesn't it?"

"Yes, it is."

"You know Abraxas Malfoy, don't you?"

"what?"

"He is inquiring about your background today, and he seems very interested in you."

"Maybe it was that meeting in Diagon Alley? What tricks can a kid do? I don't remember ever having any trouble with him."

"That's all you thought of?" Tom's expression was completely invisible in the darkness.

"Then what else?"

"Your tattoo, I think Malfoy can see it too."

"That's impossible." Hermione said calmly. He didn't understand why Tom had such great hostility towards Malfoy, but according to Malfoy's high-profile personality, maybe something unpleasant happened between Tom and Malfoy?

"How was your day? How do you like Hogwarts? Do you like it?" Hermione looked down to see Tom's face.

"As I expected," Tom stated. "Very well, I like it."

Hermione didn't quite understand what Tom meant.

"Put out your left hand," Tom ordered suddenly.

Somehow, Hermione stretched out her left hand, anyway, she couldn't see anything in the dark.

"Very good." Tom's voice seemed to be a little smiling, and he let go of the right hand he had just clenched, "Then, goodbye."

"Tom?" Hermione wondered.

"Pay more attention to yourself, be careful of possible rumors and attacks, don't worry about me, I can take care of myself." Tom stepped forward and gently hugged Hermione, his hand slipped on Hermione's neck, gently Touched twice, as if stimulated by something, Tom left suddenly, leaving only a gradually shrinking figure.