This is Hufflepuff's Potions treatise, about potions for scabies.

The paper was extremely informative, and Tom, with his fair memory, was able to discern that it contained excerpts from at least three potions books - yes, excerpts, and copied the original text on parchment.

"Maybe it's because this student doesn't have a talent for potions. Tom thought of the Potions essay he had completed at the beginning of the school year, and that he had done it after consulting a lot of materials, "At least he had completed his homework." ”

Tom consulted Professor Snape and drew a large "T" on the parchment.

"Oh, the good thing is that my Potions dissertation professors basically give A's. Tom suddenly felt as if he was lucky.

He picked up the second parchment.

"Uh...... Professor?" Tom looked at Professor Snape as if he were bewildered, a little bewildered.

This paper is even more outrageous.

Tom only glanced at it and knew what the paper was about—the whole text praised Professor Snape's kindness in the most flowery rhetoric.

The kid probably hadn't been beaten by potions.

Tom thought he could write such a paper to hand in his homework.

Snape didn't look up, and wrote comments "brushing".

"Let him rewrite. Professor Snape said, as if he had known what was going on.

Things were a little better for the rest of the day, and Tom finally saw the decent paper.

He raised his spirits, and with his barren knowledge of potions, he wrote a comment on the paper and marked it.

The two of them got along fairly well in the slightly dimly lit classroom, and occasionally Tom would whisper to Professor Snape when he was unsure about the question.

Ignoring some of Professor Snape's unpleasant words, Tom found that he had gained a lot from the confinement.

Of course, his hands were also a little sore from writing for a long time.

Tom stole his eyes up at Professor Snape, and seeing that he was still intently grading his homework, he carefully put down the quill, silently put his hand under the table, and shook it vigorously.

I usually see that the professors teach so easily, and they always like to assign after-class papers, which causes students to complain.

This time, Tom just experienced a little bit of grading assignments, and he felt that it was not easy for professors.

Waiting until his arm was less sore, Tom continued to make corrections.

Time passed little by little, and little by little, the parchment pile dwarfed.

"It's time for confinement, and you can go. Tom was still thinking about it when he heard Snape say suddenly.

He glanced at the time in amazement, it was already close to curfew.

Tom couldn't help but rub his neck, "Good night, Professor." ”

Professor Snape paused for correction and nodded imperceptibly.

Tom dragged his tired footsteps back to the Slytherin common room, and the Slytherins stared at Tom in unison, their eyes showing concern.

Tom shook his hand at them weakly and walked into the bedroom under the watchful eye of everyone.

The weather has turned cold, and whenever there is sun at Hogwarts, students like to bask outside the castle.

Harry hadn't been out of sight since class, and Tom didn't care about him, only going to the Black Lagoon with Korubelos to bask in the sun at the end of class.

Without the Kuro card trouble, Tom's life is relatively peaceful.

Of course, if Tom hadn't avoided Natalia Beauva, he would have enjoyed it even more.

Speaking of Natalia Beauva, we have to mention the same first-year Gryffindor - Mia Campbell.

At the beginning of the school year, Tom noticed her.

The girl had short jet-black hair and two slender braids that hung meekly down her shoulders.

Those brown eyes are clear and translucent, and at a glance, you can always find a little vigilance in these eyes.

Compared to Natalia Beauva, Tom rarely meets Mia Campbell. Aside from that breakout, Tom had only met her once in the foyer.

However, since Tom frequented the Black Lagoon, he had seen Mia Campbell a little more.

But most of the time, they just nod coldly to each other and don't interfere with each other.

A week passed quickly.

During this time, Tom received packages from the Godfather almost every day. Fortunately, Fury doesn't care - Fury is the goshawk that Tom's godfather gave him. However, Malfoy's eyes were a little different when he looked at Fury every day, like disdain and envy.

The Godfather sent a package of magically altered knick-knacks and Tom's favorite sweets and snacks, and Tom would give some to his Slytherin classmates at the table every time.

For this reason, Harry also laughed and said that this may be the reason why Tom has suddenly started to rise taller recently.

Tom just smiled every time, but he couldn't help but wonder if his godfather had kidnapped a wizard to stay at home and modify these gadgets for his godfather.

Because even Sirius, Harry's godfather, only sent packages to Harry once or twice a week, and more of them exchanged letters—but since Sirius sent Harry a two-way mirror, even the correspondence has become less common.

Tom had seen how to use the two-way mirror when Harry was using it, which made him want to ask Sirius more than once about the principle of the two-way mirror, so that when he was at home, he could study it and modify a mobile phone that could see the person he was talking to.

But these are the little things in life, and now, the whole of Hogwarts has ended half an hour earlier than usual, and all the teachers and students are dressed and standing on the lawn outside the castle, waiting for the members of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry who have come to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

By the time the students lined up neatly, it was already approaching dusk.

The orange sunset slowly sank from the distant mountains, and a ray of afterglow passed through the trees, shining obliquely on the grass, pulling everyone's shadows long.

Darkness descended, and a white, translucent moon crept up the treetops and hung over the Forbidden Forest.

The Slytherins, led by Professor Snape, stood silent.

Next to the Slytherin queue were the whispering Gryffindors, and on the other side were the Ravenclaws, who couldn't hide their excitement.

Tom was standing in the fourth-year line, with Harry on the left and Malfoy on the right.

He listened quietly to the Gryffindor students whispering speculation about how the two men from the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry would come to Hogwarts.

As someone who had lived in the Muggle world for eleven years, Tom couldn't imagine what it would be like to travel around the wizarding world.

Maybe like he came to school, by train?

But after listening to Gryffindor's speculation, he felt that this method was too ordinary.