Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"Dumbledore, if you do this... it will make Mrs. Figg sad... She is hardworking and accepts all your commissions..."

"...Tom, we should keep a little secret from each other.."

Taking off his glasses, Dumbledore pinched the bridge of his nose and curled his lips helplessly, didn't the Order of the Phoenix belong to him? Why is this brat...

He knows his organization better than he does!

"So what are your plans?"

Tom looked at the other side in surprise and tilted his head with a puzzled expression, "Didn't you just say you wanted to keep it a secret?"

"Do you need me to provide you with some memory potions?"

Dumbledore:..........

Thank you for your complete family tree!

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At the opening dinner, the applause from the little wizards was so enthusiastic for the first time, although I don’t know what happened to Principal Dumbledore.

But the speech can be so short, with only one sentence: 'Idiot, crying, scum, screw. ’

Prevent them from drooling over a delicious dinner that's just... awesome!

Poking at the steak on the plate angrily, Dumbledore moved his fingers and cast a listening spell around him and Tom.

"I don't care! If you don't tell me...I, I, I...I will have people go to the Ministry of Magic to cause trouble! Increase Mr. Malfoy's workload!"

Rolling his eyes, Tom put down the tableware and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, "Childish..."

"Dumbledore, don't you think that even those purebloods... have given their loyalty to me..."

"But their arrogance engraved in their bones... is still very annoying. The theory of pure-blood supremacy is not friendly to a mixed-blood like me~"

Dumbledore blinked his eyes quickly. If the situation was not right, he would definitely cheer and applaud, "Are you going to..."

Dumbledore stretched out his thumb and scratched his neck. Dumbledore's eyes were shining, and he had no idea that he was in the eyes of others...

He became a sick old lunatic again.

"....idiot..."

No longer interested in explaining, Tom stood up and left the auditorium. For such an old madman, was Grindelwald blind?

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In a dirty and small bar on the street in London, a group of squibs gathered together, slapping the table with excitement and arguing.

"Glenn! Do you think! We should be despised by wizards like the rats in the sewer!"

"There are also Squibs in the Gallagher family, do you think! Ian will harm his brother!!"

After being sprayed with saliva, Glenn blushed, rolled up his sleeves, stood up and retorted loudly, "Filch!!!"

"When did I say that! Mr. Gallagher plans to harm us! I'm just worried! What will those purebloods do to us if we march!"

Pushing open the door of the Leaky Cauldron, Ian heard his name, turned to look at the corner of the bar, blinked, and muttered softly, "It seems I'm late?"

Quickly walking towards the people who were still arguing, Ian smiled honestly and greeted everyone, "Hi~ Guys, what are you talking about?"