Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"Sorry ma'am, I think I'm better suited to stay here."

Standing up in disappointment, the young lady pouted and returned to her husband. She really wanted to adopt the little guy directly, but she would also respect the little guy's wishes. "It seems that this year is another holiday for the two of us. It's really... of.."

"Dear~ It really breaks my heart when you say that..."

Cole nodded and bowed to send the couple away. After they left, he returned to Tom with a straight face and slapped him hard, "You ungrateful guy! If it wasn't for your face, who would have seen it?" Fuck a weirdo like you!"

"How dare you refuse Madam's kindness! Damn it! Do you know how much money I will lose by doing this! Go back to your room, don't even think about having anything to eat tonight!"

Being slapped to the side of the head, Tom left without looking back. After returning to the room, he huddled up and sat on the chair where the dean once sat, "Happy birthday, congratulations on turning four... Tom. ."

Just sitting like this until night, Tom stared blankly out of the window and realized that there were no stars at all today. He was aggrieved, helpless, desperate and unwilling. All the negative emotions broke out at this moment. He hugged himself tightly and cried silently. .

Liar! Didn't you promise that you would watch him from heaven? Why could he see nothing but oppressive blackness, no light at all? He hated Christmas Eve! Hate birthdays! He hates himself even more!

Norma knocked on Tom's door angrily, venting her emotions loudly with red eyes, "It's all you! Mrs. Cole told me that the lady was going to take me back today! But why did you show up? ?”

"It was you who took away my happiness, you no one likes you, you are a nasty person who killed your own mother!"

"I didn't!" Angry emotions took over his brain. Tom looked at the little girl in front of him gloomily, disgust pouring out of his eyes, 'Get away! ’ As soon as this idea appeared, Norma flew out with a bang.

Tom stared blankly at the scene in front of him. He was a little frightened. Norma actually flew out and fell against the wall. Was this what he did? What should he do now?

"Are you...are you okay?" Tom took two steps forward and wanted to reach out to help the little girl on the ground. The next second he saw the disgust and fear in the other person's eyes, he silently retracted his hand and stood while biting his lower lip. In front of a person who is constantly trembling.

Norma clutched her knees in pain and raised her eyes to look up at the boy in front of her who was several years younger than her. She saw the indifference in Tom's eyes. It was so scary. This man... No, this kind of weird thing must be... The handiwork of the devil!

"Don't come here! I will tell everyone here that you are a devil!"

Screaming and rushing to Mrs. Cole's room, Norma looked horrified, "Madam, that Riddle is a devil! He just threw me into the wall."

Mrs. Cole cursed impatiently, drank the wine in the glass and stood up from the chair, "Norma! How long are you going to play with such little tricks? Get back quickly, otherwise I won't take your wine next time." Photos for adopters!”

Tom, who was eavesdropping at the door, breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, no one would believe such a weird thing. He needed to go back and think carefully about whether it was a coincidence or whether he could always use this magical ability.

After returning to the room and closing the door, Tom recalled the feeling just now and stared at the stone in front of him. The stone hit the wall with his thoughts.