Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Released the fierce fire to protect the little wizards in the middle, Tom glanced at the sky, frowned and waited for the damn patron saint to come over, and listened to the news delivered by the old bee.

With a flick of the wand, the Acromantulas around him were burned clean, and he raised his eyes to look at Dumbledore, who was rushing over.

“…”

"Hehe..." Dumbledore laughed awkwardly, lowering his voice with a guilty conscience, "I'll explain it to you when you come back..."

"Didn't you say it before~ As long as I let you stay here, you will give me your talents... Come on! I believe in you!"

"Haha...*****" Tom whispered a curse word in a voice that could only be heard by two people, and silently glanced at the east, "Do you think I want to travel? Germany or Bulgaria?"

"...If you like prison...I suggest you go to Azkaban first!"

"Tsk, do you need me to engrave 'for the greater good' on the entrance to Azkaban?"

Dumbledore:  …

M's..

Leaving the dark-faced old bee behind, Tom turned around and walked out of the Forbidden Forest. Those damn idiots would only cause trouble for him all day long!

Those restless guys...should be killed!

Mulciber was killed, why don't these guys understand! He just wants to be a professor? ! Simply teach! Grant!

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Tom comes to a small village with the word 'annoyed' written all over his face, only to be revenged by that trash Greyback!

How could a pure-blood wizard go to a remote village?

After cleaning the soil on the soles of his feet again, Tom realized for the first time that his germophilia was so serious!

Old Bee...is really dead! ! !

When he goes back, he will throw that old bastard into the Black Lake! Get whipped by the giant squid!

"Lyle...Mr. Lupin?"

Tom stopped the haggard wizard, and under the vigilant gaze of the other man, he took out the damn phoenix feather, "Tom Riddle...Professor of Hogwarts."

"Ah... Mr. Riddle, I hope you can forgive me for my rudeness just now..."

Lupine gave a forced smile. In just a few years, the originally wealthy family had exhausted all their savings. It was a last resort to ask Dumbledore for help this time.

His son... If Remus wants to enter Hogwarts, he must get the principal's permission in advance. As a father...

He really couldn't bear that his child had magical powers but could not get systematic learning.

Tom noticed Lupine's hesitation and rubbed his forehead to make his expression appear more friendly. As for his heart...

Today is Albus Dumbledore’s ‘death day’! !

"If you don't mind, I'd like to go check on Remus first."

"Oh, of course, of course... please come with me."

Lupine smiled apologetically and led Tom to his home. In the small house with a dilapidated appearance, there were mottled walls but there were thick iron doors.

"That's... needed when the moon is full..."

Nodding in understanding, Tom looked away and turned to look at the small room.

Mrs. Lupine held her son's hand and walked downstairs. She quickly guessed who this strange gentleman was, "Mr. Riddle? Thank you for coming!"

Remus blinked, bowed obediently, and subconsciously stood in the corner. Even though it was daytime, he was worried that he would hurt others.