HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

They stood at King's Cross Station, taking off their wizarding robes and changing back into Muggle clothes.

"Goodbye Riddle, if you need anything, write to me and I will do my best to help you." Lestrange waved and Tom nodded in greeting.

"I will give you my collection of books at home," Avery said after seeing Lestrange leave.

"Actually, you don't have to force it." Tom pretended to look embarrassed. "If this embarrasses you."

"No!" Avery's eyes sparkled with excitement. "This is an art that few people understand. Riddle, I think my dad will be proud of me if he knows about it. They listen." After talking about you, I want to see you."

"I think it's coming soon, Avery." Tom interrupted Avery's ramblings at the right time, so that he could shut up without embarrassing him. "I'm waiting for your good news. I believe you can do it, because I think you are very capable."

"Yeah!" Avery said even more excitedly, "I'm going to try it tonight!" Then he grabbed his luggage and went looking for the door key.

Shimaier, who was standing aside, probably guessed what they were looking for for Tom. After all, only things related to black magic could make them so curious and excited, but he still pretended not to know and asked, "What is it?"

"Some old family collections of books, it's nothing. Maybe you should know about it." Tom dragged his suitcase and Shimeier out of King's Cross station, away from the steam engine that kept whining on the platform.

"I don't know." Shimaier pretended to be stupid and kicked the stones at his feet. "I heard that many people invite you to their homes?" Shimaier didn't know what he was feeling when he said this.

"Yeah." Tom replied shortly.

"Why don't you go?" Shimaier still didn't look at Tom and kept kicking the small stone.

If she looked at Tom at this time, she would find that Tom was looking at her.

"Soon." Tom said after a long time, "I will be very busy this summer vacation."

"I can tell from the conversation you just had." Shimael and Tom squeezed into a sewage-filled path, which was their only way back to the orphanage. "Come on, Tom." This was the only thing she could say.

"Well, come on and explore your secrets." There was no emotion in Tom's words. Shimaier thought it was necessary to liven up the atmosphere. "Ah? You want to see me all? It's too early, hahaha."

This trick worked very well, and Tom quickly walked back to the orphanage with a dark face. If people who didn't know still thought that this must be a child who was eager to go home, Shimaier kept shouting behind Tom, "Then you really Come on, Tom!"

As if he knew they were coming back today, the front yard of the orphanage was empty and eerily quiet.

Everyone was sitting in the hall, some doing handicrafts and others sewing torn clothes. Until the door was opened, everyone's eyes turned to Tom and Shimaier.

Tom ignored everyone's looks and just carried the box and went upstairs. Shimaier nodded to the dean who was sitting at the head of the dining table reading a newspaper before going upstairs.

"They're back again." It was Miss Ge'an's voice, speaking to the dean, with a hint of complaining in her words.

"He must come back. He grew up here." The dean comforted Miss Ge'an and everyone in the orphanage.

"You are such a kind person, allowing him to continue here." Miss Guan said.

Shimaier ran upstairs after hearing this. She was too lazy to listen to these tea talks. When passing by Tom's room, she took a special look at the condition of the room - the smooth walls, repainted ceiling, clean The quilt cover showed that the dean was very concerned about this matter.

"Cool Tom, they are very interested in your room." Shimaier walked into Tom's room and could even smell the freshener.

"It's just that they are scared. Only when they are scared will they obey." Tom packed his suitcase and placed a pile of books and bottles neatly on the table.

"Then why am I not afraid of you?" Shimaier walked next to Tom and found that the bottles and jars were full of potion ingredients, and the books and parchments also contained ancient books. Shimaier often wondered how Tom found them. .

"Maybe you will be afraid in the future." Tom finished clearing the table, sat on the chair and looked up into Shimaier's dark brown eyes.

"Absolutely not." Those eyes were smiling, but they still dodge - because Shimaier knew what kind of person Tom would become in the end.

Tom didn't look at it anymore, just pulled out the incomplete piece of parchment, "This is the secret pattern of the Rozier family. Legend has it that it can bring the dead back to life, but many of them have been lost."

Shimaier was shocked. Tom had already begun to study the mystery of eternal life.

"Oh, is there any way to get it back?" Shimaier asked, sitting beside Tom's bed.

Tom looked at Shimaier as if he were a fool. "If something like magic goes wrong, the person who uses it will be doomed. I won't take such a risk, but I can create something based on this." Something new, which is why I’m taking ancient runes next semester, I think it will help.”

Shimaier nodded, as if she had also taken this course, but she had never been very interested in learning.

In the following summer vacation, the people in the orphanage seemed to have a magical tacit understanding with Tom and Shimaier, a feeling of being in harmony with each other.

Tom locked himself in his room all day long and did research. One night, Shimeier saw a white owl bringing several books to Tom. This should be the Avery family's owl, because it was with the Avery family. His master was just as annoying - he pooped on Shimael's window sill.

Early one morning, Tom knocked on Shimaier's door and said, "Let's go, it's time for us to have breakfast." Strange, this was so strange, Tom never wanted to eat with those people.

But after he shook the small bottle in his hand, Shimaier understood. "Have you got the form that needs to be signed?" Shimaier asked, and Tom nodded.

When they arrived at the restaurant, the chattering table immediately fell silent. Shimaier saw Miss Ge'an sitting stiffly, tightly covering the soup in front of her.

Tom put his and Shimaier's list in front of the dean and "signed it." His cold orders seemed different from the previous feeling in the orphanage, and there was an inexplicable sense of intimidation.

"What is this? I am responsible for you and will not sign for you, Shimaier, please explain." The dean tried his best to straighten his back so that his momentum would not be too disadvantageous.

"We have to sign a contract if we want to go out for social practice next semester." Shimaier said nonsense. She saw Tom pour the small cup of potion into the water glass in front of the dean while he was staring at her.

"You have to ask that Professor Dumbledore to write to me." The dean narrowed her eyes suspiciously, and she didn't quite believe what the girl in front of her said.

Shimaier wanted to continue talking nonsense, but Tom just put the list on the dean's wife's desk and said, "Sign it and give it to me." Then he turned around and pulled Shimaier upstairs.

"It will be effective soon." Tom whispered in Shimaier's ear, Shimaier nodded, and they went to Tom's room to wait.

This room seemed to have changed in some way. Shimaier couldn't tell. It gave people a very strange feeling and made him shiver. Tom watched Shimaier's reaction from the side.

There were several books spread out on the table. Shimael knew a little about black magic. When he saw the words in the books, he knew that Tom was learning black magic on his own.

"Are you scared?" Tom asked deliberately as he saw Shimeier curious about the book he had opened - he opened it on purpose.

"Not afraid," Shimaier said, shaking his head.

"You know what this is." Tom said firmly.

"I should know, should I know? I only know what I should know." Shimaier felt that his response was pretty good, and he was very experienced in pretending to be stupid.

At this moment, the dean's wife appeared at the door of their room. "Dear friends, your list." There was an illusory smile on her face.

"Thank you." Shimaier hurried over to take it and pushed the dean out. Anyway, she drank Guaiguai water now and wouldn't remember anything afterwards.

When Shimael handed the list to Tom, he found that Tom had already put away all the books.

Shimaier could only say, "That's great. We can go to Hogsmeade next semester. I heard there is a lot of fun."

"I'm not interested." Tom sat by the window and looked at the gray sky outside. "But I will go."

They came to a cave by the sea. "I'll show you something." Tom pulled Shimaier into the cave. Shimaier was afraid that his body would be destroyed by Tom here.

Fortunately, Tom just let Shimaier watch how he used black magic on the Inferi.

"I didn't expect you to actually use the Inferi here to practice black magic." Shimaier saw Tom first use the floating spell to get an Inferi out of the water and then use it to

"I don't know who left it here, but I'm just making the best use of it." Tom used a fire spell to burn the Inferi to ashes, and he looked at his wand with satisfaction.

Shimaier was watching from the side, thinking that he wouldn't be discovered doing magic in the cave anyway, so he suddenly said, "Let me try it too."

Tom raised his eyebrows and fished out an Inferi from the water. After the Inferi landed on the shore, it ran towards Shimaier with its teeth and claws open, dragging water stains all over its body.

"Uu la wu" Shimaier took out his wand and waved it lightly at the inferi, and the inferi instantly turned into charcoal.

"You know the dark arts, and you do," Tom said, staring at the pair of coke.

"I learned from you." Shimaier put away his wand. "If you don't believe it, then continue to explore my secrets. I just want to tell you that we are the same people."

There was a strange light in Tom's eyes, "Well, we are the same person."