Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Tom looked at the black magic book in his hand, and the vague thoughts in his mind gradually became clear. Yes, only his own magic will not betray him...

Instead of wasting time on things that will disappear sooner or later, it is better to delve into mysterious magic. Whether it is black magic or white magic, he is equally addicted...

Thinking of Horcruxes again, Tom frowned. Escape from death was still too far away for him, but if he could truly do it...

Tom was not sure if he would make a Horcrux based on what he had seen if he had the chance...

The Horcrux he made will not betray him. It will belong to him alone and will always be by his side. Isn't this what he has always wanted? You can talk to your other self, you don't have to hide your feelings, you can vent your unwillingness and grievances...

'Little Tom~ I will always be with you...'

The aria that suddenly came to mind interrupted his thoughts. When Tom came back to his senses, he realized how dangerous his idea was. Making a Horcrux not only required suffering the pain of splitting the soul, but also taking the lives of others with malicious intent...

The most important thing is...the memories and emotions of the original body will also be cut off as the soul splits...

Tom didn't want to admit at all, even if the soul was his, he didn't want to share the memories of Abraxas with his other self!

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It was still a gloomy and dark space. The young man felt Tom's violent mood swings and chuckled lightly as he looked at the valley in the distance.

No matter what time or situation, Tom Riddle is very possessive of his own things~

'Not far away... lies and sin...'

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Tom said goodbye to his friends in front of the station and carried his few luggage to the Leaky Cauldron. The war was still going on and the food in the orphanage was getting worse and worse. He could guess without thinking that Mrs. Cole would now How grumpy.

After all, even Mrs. Cole had lost a lot of weight during last year's vacation. He would only be adding to the burden when he went back. Instead of competing with others for food, he might as well use the galleons he earned to live in... a damn bar!

Tom pushed open the door with his toes in disgust, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the neat and clean room. He quickly stepped forward to open the window and blew away the unpleasant smell of alcohol on his body, "Ha! A bunch of hopeless drunkards... .Really annoying guys..”

Complaining softly, Tom took out all his belongings from his pocket. Except for a small amount of galleons, most of them were Sickle and Nat.

His eyes fell on the two banknotes that had been left on him. Tom picked up the unfolded banknotes, pursed his lips and released his pet. He took out an envelope and put the banknotes in it, and then put all the pennies he had saved before. Got in.

He won't use the money Mrs. Cole gave him! Return it now! As for whether he wants to buy wine or food, what does it have to do with him...

"Abos...thank you for your hard work, go ahead...you know who to give it to, be careful..."

Watching Apos fly away with the envelope in his mouth, Tom rubbed his rumbling stomach, grabbed the currency on the bed, pushed the door open and walked out.

After taking out a few Knuts, Tom carried a baked potato and a turkey sandwich. He thought about it and decided to be extravagant. He bought another drink called Canyon Water and found a relatively clean table to start solving the problem. Own dinner.