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106. Hello, Tom (please subscribe!)

After a brief eye contact, Dunn confirmed one thing.

The other party was the Hermione she knew, but Hermione didn't raise her head to look at him.

The other side's eyes went straight past Dunn, and finally fell on Tom next to Dunn.

"Hermione!

The children beside him with their heads bowed and their hoods tightly covering their faces were reminded in a low voice, one of whom even tugged at Hermione's robes.

Hermione was indifferent, just staring at Tom.

His eyes changed from shock at the beginning, to surprise, and finally to uncontrollable excitement.

She lifted her hood directly, revealing long brown hair that looked a little messy, and walked forward regardless of her companion's obstruction, looking excitedly at Tom, who was full of bewilderment and confusion.

The voice trembled and asked:

"Are you Mr. Tom Corleone?"

"Nine One Zero" Tom looked suspiciously at the little girl who appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

"you know me?"

Before the girl could speak, she heard two exclamations behind her.

"Merlin is up! 99

"God!"

Both of Hermione's companions looked at Tom in shock.

Dunn recognized the two immediately.

Ronald with red hair and freckles, Harry with black hair and glasses.

All members of the Gryffindor trio of later generations are here.

Putting aside why the three appeared in front of him across sixty years, what Dunn was most curious about was the reaction of the three when they met Tom.

He thought he would immediately shout out the words "Voldemort" vigilantly, but the truth was the opposite.

The three of them looked at Tom with excitement and admiration in their eyes.

This look Dunn has only seen in the eyes of ardent fans.

Hermione and Ronald were fine, but Harry was the most excited.

Don't you know that standing in front of this person will kill your parents with his own hands?

The thought flashed through Dunn's mind, and soon he noticed the first anomaly.

It's Harry.

There was no lightning scar on his forehead.

For a split second, Dunn seemed to understand what was going on.

Before he crossed, the world had been changed.

Voldemort no longer exists, and naturally Tom, in the eyes of the trio, is no longer the terrifying Dark Lord.

Dunn is suddenly curious about what the future Tom has done to make the trio become his ardent fans.

Harry and Ronald both lifted their hoods and stepped forward excitedly.

"Mr. Corleone, can you sign my autograph?"

The person who spoke was Ronald.

Harry was more reserved, but the longing in his eyes had betrayed his true thoughts.

Tom stared at the three warily.

"You are not Hogwarts students, I don't know you!"

"Of course we—"

Before Ronald could finish speaking, Hermione beside him tugged at his robe.

The other party took his place and explained to Tom: "Of course we are not students at Hogwarts, but we will be able to study at Hogwarts next year. I heard that you are the best student at Hogwarts, and we all adore you.

Hermione was obviously lying, but Ronald couldn't stop nodding.

"Although I think all three of us will be sorted into Gryffindor, the house I want most is Slytherin, right, Harry!

Harry, who was named, nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, the thing I regret the most is when the Sorting Hat asked me which house I wanted to go to, and I chose Gryffindor.

"Harry!"

Hermione interrupted sharply.

Aware of the omission, Harry hurriedly changed his words: "I mean if the Sorting Hat asked me which house I wanted to go to, I would choose Slytherin over Gryffindor."

Moody quit hearing this.

"What's wrong with Gryffindor?"

The three of Harry gave Moody a suspicious look.

do not know.

Without waiting to explain, Moody has already started to "science" the three

"The four Hogwarts houses have their own advantages, but in my opinion, Gryffindor is the best house."

Ronald couldn't help but interject, "That's because you're from Gryffindor Academy?"

Moody, who was interrupted, was very upset and glared at Ronald.

"Yes, I am a Gryffindor. We have three Gryffindors here, two Slytherins, one Ravenclaw and one Hufflepuff. From the number of people, I think you should know which college is better!"

Obviously, Moody puts himself and Hagrid on the same level as Dunn, Tom, Abu, Ella and Angelica, so that's why he came to this conclusion...

Dunn would love to ask Moody, who gave you the courage.

To the trio, this conclusion was unconvincing.

Harry even murmured something in his mouth.

"If you count the number of people, the best academy should be Hufflepuff.

Seeing that the boy with glasses dared to talk back, Moody immediately pointed at Dunn and said, "Three little brats who don't understand anything, the most talented and brave student at Hogwarts is in Gryffindor, isn't that enough to explain the problem? "

The trio then noticed Dunn.

Hermione recognized Dunn as the first person to look this way, but her eyes were as blank as the other two.

Apparently they didn't know Dunn.

Naturally, they also didn't believe Moody's claims.

Then Tom spoke.

"Slytherin is the best house in my eyes, but I agree with the last sentence that the best students at Hogwarts are in Gryffindor, and he is in front of you.99

Shock was written all over the trio's faces.

Tom himself admitted that it was absolutely true.

Hermione couldn't even help but sneak another peek at Dunn.

This guy who looks more handsome than Tom is actually better than Tom, but why has he never heard of him?

"It's you!

Red 3.1 Weasley walked up to Dunn with a face full of surprise.

"Do you remember me? On the Cavaliers bus in August, you forgot to bring your money. I paid the fare for you in advance."

Dunn didn't want to be approached by the other party, and immediately reminded:

"I paid you the money back on the same day, and I even gave you an extra tip."

"That's right, Professor Dumbledore was waiting for you in the car, and I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Ronald Weasley. 35

Looking at the warmly extending hand, Dunn reluctantly called out his name.

Although he didn't mean to shake hands with each other at all.