Unseal at Hogwarts

When he woke up the next morning, Tom found that his face, which was still very swollen last night, had now returned to its original shape, and the two long fangs had returned to their original size. However, the hair that had grown longer overnight was still there.

Floating behind him.

Fortunately, his eyes returned to normal.

Tom scratched his long hair, glanced in the mirror, and decided to wait for Hogsmeade week to straighten it.

Harry rubbed his eyes and entered the bathroom.

He glanced at Tom drowsily and suddenly grinned.

"It's great that you are okay," Harry said.

Tom smiled and punched Harry lightly: "Of course I'm fine."

"You really scared me last night." Harry was talking to Tom while going to the toilet. "No matter what happens to you, you are always much calmer than me, but last night...ah! Last night.

Is it time for you to look for food again?”

Tom was stunned for a moment, then realized that Harry already knew about the abnormality in his body, and then nodded.

But Harry was zipping up the zipper behind his back, so he belatedly said "Hmm" again.

"If you're looking for food, you're looking for food. You should tell me something!" Harry walked over to Tom and turned on the faucet to wash his hands. "The situation at school is different now. What if you are discovered by others?"

Tom suddenly felt that Harry and his mother Cynthia must get along very well - both of them couldn't stop chattering as soon as they started talking.

Of course, it wasn't that Tom didn't like them being like this, but Harry's words made him feel a lot better, which was still a little boring.

"I will definitely tell you first next time." Tom promised.

Harry rolled his eyes at Tom in the mirror and raked his messy hair with wet hands: "You say that every time. If you ask me, if it really doesn't work, you can just bite me, so you don't have to worry about it.

Looking for 'food'."

Tom didn't expect Harry to say that, and he was so moved that he couldn't help but reach out and hug Harry.

"Hey! Don't, don't, don't!" Harry trembled in fright, but did not push Tom away, "Who was that person who looked exactly like you last night? He touched me when he came up and almost made me almost

I thought you suddenly fell in love with me."

"Hahaha," Tom let go of Harry, "I can't explain it right now. I'll explain it to you when I have the chance. But you are willing to let me bite you, so why are you worried about me falling in love with you?

?”

Harry looked at Tom with disgust: "Friends turning into lovers overnight doesn't sound interesting at all."

"Speaking of lovers, how are you and Qiu Zhang doing?"

The two of them left the dormitory and walked to the auditorium while talking.

But when Rubelos saw that Harry didn't have any strange reaction because of what happened last night, he followed them out of the dormitory with confidence.

The students seemed to have forgotten the commotion caused by the "Mirror" card the night before, and things returned to normal outside the auditorium.

No matter which school the students were in, they were all talking excitedly about registering for the Triwizard Tournament.

Tom and Harry sat down in their seats, but Rubelos took the breakfast that Tom served him with ease and ate it with relish.

Malfoy, supported by all the Slytherins, came to the auditorium with Viktor Krum and other Durmstrang students.

He glanced at Tom intentionally or unintentionally, and when he saw that Tom didn't look at him at all, his face suddenly darkened.

Tom was eating breakfast at the moment, while trying to think about why his body suddenly changed.

He was almost certain that he was a vampire - no matter how much he didn't want to believe it, the physical characteristics were there.

However, judging from his small amount of knowledge about the magical world, he could not figure out why he had changed like this. In the end, Tom had to give up thinking and planned to write a letter home after breakfast to ask his mother.

Cynthia answered questions for herself.

Suddenly, the auditorium became noisy.

Tom looked up and saw the much mature-looking Weasley twins doing a funny dance, approaching the Goblet of Fire little by little.

The professors at the teaching bench obviously knew the intentions of the two brothers.

Dumbledore looked cheerful and had no intention of stopping it.

Professor McGonagall was also uncharacteristically watching the Weasley twins' performance with her lips curled up.

Tom and Harry looked at each other and turned their attention to the Weasley brothers.

Amid the cheers of the students, the Weasley twins playfully made funny faces at the professors on the teacher's bench, and threw the notes in their hands into the Goblet of Fire with exaggerated movements.

Applause suddenly broke out in the auditorium, and the Gryffindors banged on the table to applaud the Weasley brothers' actions.

Even the senior students in Slytherin put away their contemptuous expressions and looked at the Weasley brothers with disdain and envy.

However, before the Weasley brothers could finish their excited salutes, the white flames of the Goblet of Fire suddenly shot up and turned extremely bright red.

"ah!"

As the Weasley brothers screamed, they were ejected out of the Goblet of Fire by an unknown force. When the two of them rolled and landed on the ground, their faces were covered with long white beards.

The students burst into laughter, and Dumbledore smiled and raised his glass to the Weasley brothers, which made the laughter in the auditorium even louder.

Brothers Weasley, look at me and I look at you, pointing at each other and laughing.

"This is quite an experience, right?"

The two brothers said in unison, then put their arms around each other's shoulders and returned to the Gryffindor table with beards on their faces.

After the breakfast farce, the students left.

Harry was probably frightened by Tom last night and followed him closely.

But Rubelos looked at their backs, lazily licked his paws, and went to play by himself without any worries.

Slytherin's first class of the day was Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class. When Tom thought of Moody's cold eyes when he stared at him, he reluctantly moved towards the classroom little by little.

Harry obviously saw Tom's mood, and suppressed a smile and said: "If you are seen by Gryffindors like this, I'm afraid you will be laughed at by them for a long time. Look at you, you are a fourth-year Slytherin."

Are you going to class?"

Tom rolled his eyes at Harry angrily, looking frustrated.

Harry quickly comforted him: "Don't worry. This is Hogwarts, and Professor Dumbledore is here. Even if Moody doesn't like you, he can't do anything to you. Besides, I'm here, Moody."

Even if I wanted to attack you, I would probably have some scruples."

Tom was not comforted by Harry at all, and his mood was even worse.