Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

The hand that laid the trap paused, and Tom frowned and felt a strange feeling, this familiar feeling... He seemed to have encountered it twice, the first time when he was collecting people in the Forbidden Forest, and the time when he suffered the Cruciatus Curse. It was Professor Dumbledore who showed up first...

Is this a coincidence or something else...

"No..." muttered in a low voice, Tom turned his wrist to cancel all the enemy traps, and stopped the little badgers who were about to complain with a headache, "Let's... practice the spell here before leaving... Birds Groups of orchids are in full bloom. The slides are smooth."

Inexplicably following the spell, Mickey seemed to have thought of something. He squinted his eyes and began to 'review', from the levitating spell to the disarming spell, as if he wanted to become 'someone else's child'.

After a while, Tom heard a sound of flapping wings, raised his eyes to look at the crow flying away in the sky, took back his wand and shook his arm, "Let's go..."

"What's going on! Do you two take me for a fool? Is there anything strange about the bird just now..."

Ian pouted dissatisfiedly and complained, where are the friends he promised! Are you just ostracizing him like this? ! Is it because his IQ is not worthy of being involved in the little secrets of these two bastards?

"Ah...Ian...have you forgotten the mythology book we read when we were kids? The crow is Odin's eyeliner~" Mickey stretched out his hand to rub the soft red hair, glanced at the red lips, and his throat was unconscious. Scroll, but for a moment I forgot to continue explaining.

Feeling that he was a bit redundant, Tom sighed deeply. People who want to eat meat must have that kind of physique! Didn’t you see that Ian is the tallest among the three of them? There was no time to delay, it was time for him to drink milk.

"I was carried away by anger. Although there is no definite evidence, everyone knows...who made you like this. If something happens to Nott now, we will definitely be listed as suspects. This is my mistake.."

"Oh!" He clenched his fists and pounded his palms. Ian nodded understandingly at first, then frowned and snorted dissatisfiedly, "Okay, let's let that guy go first... It's really troublesome... Then I can only do it for him. Pray that you don’t run into our two families in Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade..."

The three of them chatted and walked out. Tom was a little curious when he heard this. He didn't know much about the special 'security' company. Even though he had been living in the Muggle world, he never went out much. "What will your family do? If you really meet him..."

At the same time, he shivered, and Mickey shrank his neck in fear, "It's better that you don't know. I can only tell you that if that guy is really caught and killed directly, it will be a disaster for him. A kindness..”

Tom's breathing stagnated for a moment, and his understanding of mixed-race was once again refreshed. Perhaps the families of his friends were not unable to stay in the wizarding world, but simply did not want to live in Knockturn Alley?

"Why on earth did you enter Hufflepuff..."

Ian, Mickey:...

Yes, why?

"Loyalty...integrity and kindness...I have all these! The Sorting Hat directly sorted me into Hufflepuff!"

Unlike Ian's confident rebuttal, Mickey's eyes were wandering around, ah... He seemed to have been communicating with the Sorting Hat for a short time. Bleach or something... is a common thing...

He never thought about throwing the Sorting Hat into the septic tank...