The sound of a knife and fork hitting the table caught the Slytherins' attention, but Tom was too caught in his world to notice it.

Malfoy looked at Tom who was humming, and hooked the corners of his mouth contemptuously, but did not make a sound.

The other Slytherins saw that Malfoy did not say anything, and went on with their business as if nothing had happened.

Tom wasn't carried away by the anger, though, and after the meal, he remembered to take some food back to his bedroom and put it next to Harry's bed.

Seeing Harry sleeping under the covers, Tom's heart softened.

"Forget it, even if my reputation is ruined, it's not a big deal, at least I still have time to study the lessons I fell on. Tom exhaled slowly, "It's also fate's arrangement to let me, who knows about it, come back to help this ill-fated child." ”

In fact, with Tom's current grade, it would be an exaggeration to call Harry a "child".

But Tom and Harry have been together for so long, there is always a feeling that he is taking his younger brother, and calling Harry a child is probably also a kind of sympathy for Harry.

Harry, still asleep, seemed to smell the aroma of food, and unconsciously smacked his lips.

Tom smiled and shook his head and left again.

Compared to Tom's Hogwarts in his fourth year, Hogwarts in his first year looked more archaic - probably due to the fact that the castle was cleaned in order to host the Triwizard Tournament in his fourth year.

Tom stopped near the foyer.

He didn't know how long he would be here, but he guessed that he would be able to go back to his own time when he took back the "Hour" card.

In that case, perhaps he should have found a way to prepare Harry against Voldemort at this time instead of studying.

Even if Tom didn't think that Voldemort was a great demon, he didn't want the magical world that made him feel magical to fall into Voldemort's rule again.

After all, the relationship between his good friend Harry and Voldemort seems to be incompatible. And there was no doubt that Tom was definitely on Harry's side.

Tom turned his feet and walked straight to the fourth floor of the castle.

If his memory was correct, at the beginning of his first year, Dumbledore had said that if he didn't want to die, he wouldn't step into the hallway on the fourth floor.

As for the annoying Natalia Beauva, Harry had revealed to him that at the end of the semester, Harry was in the secret room in the corridor on the fourth floor, preventing the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor from stealing the Philosopher's Stone - and Harry also said that Voldemort was possessed by the professor at that time.

Then, at this time, he might want to take a look around the corridor on the fourth floor.

Tom lowered his hand and touched the head of Korubelos, who was following him, and his heart inexplicably gained a little more courage.

At this time, there were not many students in the castle, and they were probably still asleep.

Tom looked through the hallway window and saw the gloomy sky outside.

Large dark clouds pressed down from the sky, and the black lake not far away was like a pool of thick ink, and the long tentacles of the giant octopus poked out of the middle of the lake, and soon sank silently into the water, leaving only ripples rippling from the center of the lake.

"It's going to rain. Tom muttered, retracting his gaze.

But Rubelos tapped Tom's leg with his paw, reminding him that it was time to move on.

It didn't take long for Tom to be near the restricted area in the corridor on the fourth floor.

He and Korubelos probed their brains there, watching as much as they could, wary of anyone approaching.

"It looks no different from a normal hallway!" Tom muttered.

It is true that it is a forbidden area, but there is no sign prohibiting entry.

On the wall of one side of the corridor, there are no portraits except for a few unlit ones.

On the other wall was a closed window, and a faint light was shining through the slightly dirty glass on the window.

Without sufficient light, the entire corridor was dim.

There seemed to be a door at the end of the hallway, but Tom couldn't really see it.

He looked left and right, and no one noticed what was going on here.

So, driven by curiosity, Tom hunched over and tiptoed towards the door.

It's close, it's close.

The light was so weak that Tom had almost walked to the door before he could see it.

It was a very ordinary wooden door, with no patterns on it - it was even more inconspicuous than a classroom door.

There doesn't seem to be any danger in this.

Tom cautiously took another step forward.

Nothing happened.

Tom looked back at Koruberos, who was smiling and looking at Tom with his eyes.

Tom doesn't pay as much attention to his demeanor as most Slytherins, but he also pays some attention to his image.

Like now, hunched over the waist and with a wary face on his face, it looks really funny.

"Tick-woo~"

Just as Tom was wondering, he heard something strange.

Tom and Corubelos looked at each other.

"Did you hear anything?" asked Tom in a whisper.

But Rubelos' ears were folded back and the other was shaking.

"Whew-"

Now they heard it clearly.

The voice was low and terrifying, like the roar of some fierce beast in its throat before it pounced on its prey.

Tom was so agitated that he couldn't help but hug Chromelos' neck.

"Shhhh ”

Tom quickly let go of his hands, and his upper and lower teeth creaked: "Yes...... What is it?"

But Rubelos pulled Tom away from the door.

"It's something inside the door. "It doesn't feel like magic, but listening to the sound, it doesn't seem like it's easy to deal with." It's better for us to be cautious. ”

Tom nodded hurriedly, and ran away from the danger zone with trepidation.

Shortly after he left, a tall figure flashed in.

"Whew!"

A dull voice came from behind the closed door.

......

In the afternoon, Tom and Harry were working together in the Slytherin common room to do their homework.

"I thought you wouldn't forget what homework was. Harry unfolded the parchment and said to Tom, "It's strange that you've been urging me to finish my homework all this week, and now you've forgotten what else you haven't done." ”

Tom chuckled, trying to divert the conversation.

"I don't know if it's my delusion," Harry spread out the reference book and glanced Tom up and down, "but I haven't seen you for a day, have you grown taller?"