HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

Tom didn't go to the Quidditch games in previous years, but he went this year because Quidditch socializing is also very important in the wizarding world, even if Tom is already a hot new star at Hogwarts.

Shimaier had no choice but to follow him to watch, but he did not choose to go to the first row, which is next to Tom, because blatant dozing in the first row would have a bad impact on Tom, so he simply found a place next to the edge. It was the teacher's bench dozing off against the wall.

"Shimaier" A voice stopped Shimaier who was about to fall asleep. She opened her eyes and found that Dumbledore was sitting next to her at some point. He was staring at the players flying around on the court. While saying to Shimaier, "Are you happy being a prefect?"

"I'm just a name, Professor," Schimmel said, looking up at Dumbledore, "Tom is the one who really does the work, but thank you and Professor Slughorn for nominating me as prefect."

"Don't look at me so directly. Riddle probably doesn't want you to get too close to me. Be more natural." Dumbledore was still looking at the court, his lips moving slightly. You couldn't tell he was talking unless you looked carefully.

Shimaier looked at Tom, who was in the front row with his followers, watching every move of the players on the court attentively. It took a long time before Shimaier said, "What do you want from me?" She was afraid that she would become Dumbledore shot the arrow at Tom, partly because she didn't want to betray Tom, and partly because she couldn't change the subsequent history without her trace.

"Relax Shimeier, I'm just saying that I think you are Riddle's only friend" Dumbledore said with a smile, as if he was happy that Gryffindor had just scored.

"Tom has a lot of friends," Schimmel said, thinking of him and his little Death Eaters.

"I don't think that counts, but that's not the point. The point is that I hope you can continue to maintain such a relationship with him. This is why I recommended you to Professor Slughorn as a prefect." Dumbledore was not in a hurry. After finishing speaking slowly, he looked at Shimaier.

Shimaier rubbed her ring uneasily. She learned this action from Tom. After a while, she said, "Try your best, I can't guarantee it."

The future is indeed unknown.

"Is this something important to you?" Dumbledore pointed to the ring on Shimaier's hand.

"Yeah" Shimaier subconsciously put the hand with the ring underneath and covered it with the other hand.

Seemingly sensing Shimael's embarrassment, Dumbledore only said, "If you are confused about the future, you can go to Professor Rensi (divination teacher)" and then stopped talking.

At this time, Gryffindor scored a goal, and the Gryffindor students on the opposite side burst into thunderous cheers. Hagrid, the tallest in the crowd, excitedly waved the Gryffindor flag.

Shimaier also leaned on the wooden board and fell asleep. The doubts in her heart prevented her from falling asleep peacefully. Why Dumbledore wanted to continue her friendship with Tom was always lingering in her mind.

Even in the end, Slytherin won the game with a subtle advantage of 10 points. She didn't care at all.

After watching the game, Alphard and Caroline went to the library for a date in the name of reviewing their homework, while Shimael walked alone in the corridor.

"What did Dumbledore say to you?" Tom's voice came from her ears. As soon as Shimael turned around, she saw him standing just a punch away from her. The little Death Eaters in the distance came here from time to time. Snooping, but Tom deliberately kept them far away so they couldn't hear anything.

"You saw it, I'm so embarrassed to pay so much attention to me." Shimaier twitched her lips. She knew she couldn't deceive Tom, so she simply said, "He asked me to continue to be your friend."

Tom's expression was obviously disbelief and he frowned slightly, Shimaier shrugged helplessly, "You are also surprised, right?"

"I hope you understand, more than just a friend, Shimaier." After saying this, Tom turned around and walked towards his wings, glancing at Shimaier as he left.

Shimaier covered her beating chest and said, "Damn it, why is your heart beating so fast!"

This year's Christmas is not as intense as last year's, but Professor Slughorn also organized a small party, which is more for socializing than last year's craziness - he is paving the way for Tom.

Caroline and Alfad went on a trip, not to Albania but to France, the romantic capital.

So Shimaier sat alone at the bar filled with food, watching Slughorn continuously introduce various people to Tom.

Professor Slughorn really treats Tom as his favorite student.

Shimael thought to himself as he ate the mashed potatoes from his bowl.

Tom's henchmen were scattered around, seemingly chatting carelessly, and silently paying attention to Tom's every move. Shimaier watched with relish.

Abby stood not far away from Tom. Shimaier looked at Elas who was sitting next to her and said, "Why don't you pull your sister over and sit down? Don't worry about her being alone?" In Shimaier's words In her memory, Abby was still the shy little girl hiding behind her brother.

"She has grown up," Ailas said, picking up the wine glass on the table and inadvertently revealing the scar on his arm.

Shimaier recognized the scar. If it was caused by ordinary magic, it could be repaired by magic, but the scar caused by black magic could not be repaired.

She secretly observed, was there anyone else besides Tom who was already studying black magic? Even though it is known that all young Death Eaters have an indelible yearning for dark magic, there are very few people who can come into contact with or learn about it in school.

Is it Iras or Abby?

Or maybe it has something to do with the secret document they gave to Tom before.

There may be too many secrets between Tom and Shimeier.

Ailas seemed to be aware of Shimaier's gaze, and he pulled his sleeves down without leaving any trace to cover the scars.

Shimaier didn't pay attention anymore. She looked at Tom in the middle of the hall boredly, with a lot of thoughts in her heart.

Ailas followed Shimaier's gaze and finally called his sister Aibili out. Aibili took a deep look at the center of the hall and finally followed her brother Ailas out.

When the bells rang, the candles floating in the sky in the hall turned into Christmas bells and colorful flowers fell, amidst the cheers.

"Merry Christmas--!"

"Merry Christmas--"

Tom was surrounded by the crowd, but at this moment Tom and Shimeier's eyes met.

I know you are there.

I know you'll look at me.

I will remember this moment.

Tom's birthday was a few days after the dance, the last day of the year.

Not many people knew about Tom's birthday, and Shimael was glad because she could be alone with Tom.

Shimaier made an appointment with Tom in his diary the day before to celebrate his birthday at the observatory the next day.

Shimaier was too lazy to climb the winding stairs, so he found a deserted place and turned into an Animagus butterfly before flying to the observatory.

In the heavy snow, you can see butterflies flying in the wind and snow. If there is no such place in the Muggle world except The Legend of Zhen Huan in the Plum Garden, there must be no such place.

When Shimaier finally flew to the observatory against the cold wind and stopped to rest on the astronomical mold, a small black snake was crawling towards this side, spitting out letters.

Shimaier was startled, calculating in his mind how many ways he could escape if he turned back into a human when it just swallowed him. Then he heard a "hissing" sound coming from above, and then the little black snake stopped. He made a gliding movement and wrapped himself around a pair of white, slender hands stretched out from above.

Shimaier instantly returned to his human form and said, "Oh my God, I just died in Shekou."

Tom stroked the snake's head with his finger and said, "It likes you and wants to be close to you."

Shimaier took a serious look at the little snake, which was spitting out letters.

"Suitable for you." Shimaier didn't believe that the little snake would like him anyway, and he broke into a cold sweat when he thought of the scene just now.

"The little snake will tell me some stories about Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, which is what I have been looking for."

Then he was wrapped in a warm embrace.

"Tom, I didn't expect your arms to be so cold." Shimaier buried her face in Tom's chest and said muffledly.

"That's what the little snake was thinking just now." Tom rested his chin on Shimaier's head. Shimaier was thankful that he had just washed his hair.

They spent Tom's birthday and New Year's in a hug.

"You symbolize the end of something, the beginning of the future."