"Special Contribution Award?" Of course Tom had heard of this award, but his impression of it was that only Tom Riddle had ever won it. Tom Riddle, awarded the Special Contribution Award for "solving" the Chamber of Secrets incident.

There is such a senior in the list of winners, which is still a bit awkward.

As there is a historical story, a king liked to invite his warriors to drink from an ivory cup he treasured. But since he let a villain who sucked and slapped hemorrhoids for him also drink from that cup, no warrior would like to drink the wine from this cup again.

So Tom's feelings for this award are subtle. But the other little wizards didn't know these twists and turns, they only knew that Tom and Hermione seemed to be recorded in school history.

And they are indeed going to be included in the history of the school.

Hermione's face flushed with excitement. As a familiar reader of "Hogwarts: A History of the School", she naturally knows what the "Special Contribution Award" is. This isn't some sort of tricky little award, it's an award given to Hogwarts students who have made outstanding contributions to the school. Her and Tom's names will be engraved on gold medals and displayed in the school's prizes gallery for posterity - if anyone does.

Compared with this kind of treatment, the extra points are all pediatrics.

Everyone present cast envious glances at Tom and Hermione. Percy's eyes were about to pop out. As the student council president, he can also leave his name. Wouldn't it be better to leave his name one more time?

It's just a pity, the opportunity is only reserved for those who are prepared...

After he finished speaking, Professor McGonagall left the podium. Tom took advantage of her "pretence to disappear" and ran out of the auditorium before Hermione, leaving Hermione in the auditorium to deal with the enthusiasm of the classmates.

He caught up with Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Yodel, do you have anything else to do?" Professor McGonagall heard footsteps behind him, and stopped, looking at Tom seriously.

Tom was a little flustered when she looked at him. It felt like he was facing the head teacher. Even if he didn't do anything wrong, he would still be subconsciously afraid.

"Professor, I have a conjecture about my Patronus, and I want you to help me verify it." Tom swallowed, forcibly calmed down, and expressed his needs to Professor McGonagall.

"Of course I'd love to." As Tom expected, Professor McGonagall didn't reject him. She also has a strong interest in Tom's Patronus. It is very rare to have a Patronus in the form of magical animals, and it is even more unheard of for both of them to have the same form of Patronus. Even if the relationship between the two is special, it is difficult to explain this kind of thing. You know, most couples have different patron saints.

Professor McGonagall found an empty classroom and walked in with Tom.

With a wave of her wand, she cleared a large space in the classroom, then looked at Tom and made a "please" gesture.

"God Guard!" Tom waved his wand and summoned a silver mist.

Are the emotions not strong enough? Professor McGonagall frowned as he looked at the shapeless mist: conditions on the day of the match were indeed rare. It's normal for Tom's spell to break out in that state.

But how to make Tom recall the state of that day has become a difficult problem for Professor McGonagall.

"Yordle—"

"Professor, can you summon your Patronus?" After Tom's conjecture was initially verified, he immediately started the second-stage proof. Now he needed someone to summon the Patronus before him.

If your Patronus can also be transformed, then your Patronus can be Boggart.

"Of course!" Although he didn't understand why Tom Yoder wanted to see his Patronus, Professor McGonagall used the Patronus Charm to summon his Tabby Patronus.

Immediately afterwards, something shocking happened to her: the piece of silver mist summoned by Yodel turned into the appearance of her patron saint a little bit, and even the patterns around her eyes were exactly the same.

"This..." Professor McGonagall was speechless in surprise. Then a creature's name came to her mind: Boggart.

"Your patron saint is Boggart?!" Professor McGonagall looked at Tom in surprise.

"Maybe, maybe not, but my Patronus does imitate other people's Patronus."

"Merlin!" Professor McGonagall felt that he had been shocked more in the past two days than he had been shocked in a year.

"I didn't expect to see this kind of patron saint in my lifetime!" Professor McGonagall had the feeling that he would die soon after hearing about it.

But Tom's experiment wasn't over yet. He looked at the two patron saints seriously, trying to find signs of their fusion. But he failed.

The two patron saints approached each other, and after getting acquainted with each other through repeated trials, they frolicked together. But even if they hug each other and roll, they have no tendency to merge.

So, Tom's Patronus can only have that strange connection with Hermione's.

"Professor, do you know the reason for the change in me and Hermione's Patronus on the court yesterday?" He decided to ask Professor McGonagall directly.

"I don't know," Professor McGonagall said succinctly, "but Albus has speculated that the magic of love between you and Hermione has changed your Patronus like never before."

"The magic of love?"

Professor McGonagall nodded, "The most mysterious, profound, and ancient magic in the magic world. In fact, the more advanced the magic, the more intense emotional fluctuations are needed. For example, the Unforgivable Curse that uses negative emotions. For ordinary little wizards Adult wizards are not so afraid of unforgivable curses, because if they can't mobilize negative emotions correctly, the effect of those spells will be greatly reduced. Like the killing curse, which is cast by ordinary wizards, it is nosebleed at best. degree. On the contrary, it is a Patronus Charm that uses positive emotions.”

Professor McGonagall opened the deepest corner of magic to Tom, allowing him to see the key elements of the most advanced magic.

"The Department of Mysteries has been researching 'love', the most powerful force in history. If you are interested in the future, you can visit there and they will be very interested."

"I'll be there." Tom took note of the location. The Department of Mysteries is one of the most mysterious places in the wizarding world. Its existence even predates the Ministry of Magic, and it is most likely a legacy left to future generations by ancient wizards.

It's just a pity that the wizard's inheritance is broken. The wisdom left by countless ancient wizards has been lost in the long river of time - such as the production method of the time converter, such as the real use of Rune Rune. And such a fault will expand visible to the naked eye.

Dumbledore himself destroyed the way Horcruxes were made, a term that most little wizards haven't even heard of. It is conceivable that one day, the wizards will completely forget the evil invention of the Horcrux.

Modern wizards are like the Ottomans living in Constantinople, enjoying the city built by the Romans, but they don't even know how to maintain the drainage system of the city below them, and can only watch it gradually disappear. decay in time.

After verifying his conjecture, Tom politely bid farewell to Professor McGonagall. Then I saw Hermione with a grumpy face outside the auditorium.

"You shouldn't have left me," she said irritably. "Those people are chattering and asking endlessly. I'm about to be bored to death by them!"

"Happy troubles."

"Tom, you—"

...

Appeasing Hermione took a little energy from Tom. After sending Hermione back to the common room, Tom left for the headmaster's office. His next actions needed to get Dumbledore's support, or perhaps he needed to let Dumbledore know.

Tom, who was at the door, took about three minutes to guess the office password and entered the empty principal's office.

Just like there is no wife in the wife cake, there is no principal in the principal's office, only Fox is squatting on the plane tree branch to rest.

Tom took out a prepared piece of basilisk jerky and handed it over.

"Fox, do you know where Dumbledore is?"

Fox: The hen

Tom:  …

Forget it, after all, he is the strongest old wizard in the magic world. He should be able to know when he entered his office-even the old witch of Umbridge will set up a vigilance in his office, Dumbledore's office. Not fortified? Tom doesn't believe it.

He found a chair and sat down leisurely, closing his eyes and resting. Soon, a kind voice came from behind him.

"I'm wondering if the passwords in my office are too simplistic."

Tom looked back and saw Dumbledore standing at the door of the office, looking at him kindly.

Although the password is simple, Dumbledore has never changed it to a password of other subjects, which is also a hint. Tom was the one who got the hint - he thought so.

As someone who has undertaken a lot of tasks, it is normal to have a little privilege.

"Professor, I have an idea."

"Oh? I'm all ears." Dumbledore sat down opposite Tom and looked at him with interest.

"Professor, what do you think of Dementors? I'm sure you've heard of what happened yesterday."

Behind Dumbledore's half-moon glasses, there was a gleam of very well-masked anger in his eyes. He said slowly, "I'm discussing with the Ministry of Magic the punishment for the Dementors, and breaking into Hogwarts is something we can't accept."

"But it didn't go well, did it?"

Tom's words silenced Dumbledore. He wanted the Ministry of Magic to remove the Dementors, but they firmly refused. They believe that the key to catching Sirius Black lies in Hogwarts, where Sirius is currently hiding. They even wanted Dumbledore to allow the Dementors to conduct a thorough search of Hogwarts.

Of course Dumbledore could not agree, and the negotiations stalled. If things go on like this, there's a good chance the Dementors won't get any punishment. Unless Dumbledore himself used the Patronus to teach them a lesson.

"I can communicate with them." Tom told Dumbledore the news.

"Surprising." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.

"So I hope to be a bridge between the school and the Dementors. I believe that after yesterday's incident, I have proved that I have enough self-protection ability."

Dumbledore tapped his slender fingers on the table regularly. "Dementors are one of the ugliest things in the world. They haunt the darkest and most filthy places, they live in decay and despair... Photo All the good feelings, all the happy memories will be sucked out of you when the dementor is near. If possible, the dementor will keep sucking you to the point where it is, soulless and full of evil. You have only one life left Worst experience ever. Tom, you should know what they are."

"Yes, Professor." Tom knew what a dementor was.

"How are you going to communicate with them? Are you sure you can stop them when they try to break into Hogwarts again to eat?"

"Yes." Tom said firmly.

"The Patronus Charm?" Dumbledore's eyes were slightly fascinated, "Then I can do it too."

"No, to satisfy their desires." Tom looked into Dumbledore's eyes, and the two met. Soon, Dumbledore closed his eyes.

"Tom, sometimes your ideas are too outrageous... This solution is even crazy. It's actually a serious violation of the Secrecy Act."

"Muggles can't see dementors! We can still modify their memories!" Tom was a little dissatisfied with Dumbledore's conservativeness. In his view, there is no problem looting hundreds of scum who deserve life imprisonment from all over Europe. These scum will be kept in prison and become food for the Dementors. The obedience of Dementors whose desires are satisfied will also be greatly improved.

"It has nothing to do with this, boy, today you are just throwing wicked people in jail, but what about the future? I am worried about you."

Obviously, Dumbledore was a little scared. He was afraid that the Tom in front of him would become that Tom and go down the same path as Tom Riddle.

He knew the first Dark Lord, he had taught the second Dark Lord, and he didn't want to witness the birth of another Dark Lord.

Tom touched the bracelet on his wrist~lightnovelpub.net~ I always felt like I was different. "

"That's what they all think," Dumbledore sighed after a moment of silence. "If you insist on doing it, I can't stop it...but I won't offer any extra help. Tom, it's time to go back to rest."

He rubbed his forehead, and wearily asked Tom to leave his office.

Tom also sighed in relief after leaving Dumbledore - at least not for the worst possible ending. Dumbledore didn't help, but he didn't express his objection, maybe in his heart, he felt that it was possible to do so.

And Tom needs to hand in an answer sheet that satisfies him.

Tom returned to the lounge full of thoughts, and he was about to start preparing.

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