Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

After sending the platinum nobles away politely and distantly, Tom collapsed on the bed exhausted. Not only was his body overwhelmed by the intense study, but he was also mentally exhausted. "I'm so tired, I really want to sleep..." He hugged the pillow and slowly closed his eyes.

Tom heard the scream in his ears in the darkness, and the green light in front of his eyes kept flashing. He hugged his body tightly, and cold sweat continued to flow out. Tom sat up suddenly, grabbed his collar and gasped, "What are you going to do? How can you let me go!"

He just... wants to sleep peacefully, but he can't even achieve such a small wish?

"If there is a God, why am I not favored? If there is not, how can I keep praying? Who can a person who is rejected believe in?"

With a self-deprecating smile, Tom got out of bed with empty eyes, smoothed the wrinkles on his old robe, hugged the book and left the cold dormitory. No matter whether he was domineering or arrogant, as long as he could become the 'greatest wizard', he would be respected. With everyone's pursuit, his heart may be filled, at least... Only in this way can he become someone who is needed.

Tom redivided his time, spared some of his little energy, went to the secret room on the fifth floor on time, read those damn notes, and as an admirer, sent a letter to Mr. Scamander to express his love for the magic. Fascinated by creatures and interested in those adventures.

'Dear little Mr. Riddle

I'm very happy to receive your letter. I didn't expect that a Slytherin student would be interested in those beautiful creatures. Don't get me wrong, I have a very good friend who is from Slytherin. In fact, you The secret room we discovered was discovered by her and me when we were in school~

The creature you mentioned in your letter, I guess, is a chicken-tailed creature, which is a creature hatched from an egg by a venomous snake. Don't tell me, it was raised by Professor Sylvanus Kettleburn...

As for the other thing you mentioned, it was indeed a thrilling adventure. With the help of Frank the Thunderbird, I created a heavy rain with the venom of the Curly Winged Demon and wiped out the Muggles in New York. Not a good memory.

But Jacob Kowalski is an exception. He is a Muggle (PS. In fact, he is also the culprit~) and an important friend of mine....

Looking forward to hearing from you anytime.

Newt Scamander’

Putting the letter away casually, Tom curled his lips in disdain. How could Muggles and wizards become friends? The people in the orphanage looked at him as if he were a monster... But looking at what the letter said, this Si Mr. Kamander may actually have some skills and can confront Grindelwald head-on.

Thinking of those piles of biological information, Tom shuddered and put out the thoughts that popped up in his head. In his life, he would never become the kind of person who throws out a suitcase and leads a group of magical creatures to fight. ! Unless it's a basilisk!

Tilting his head and blinking, Tom ran to a bookshelf, pulled out a book and browsed quickly, 'In distant times, wizards were persecuted by Muggles... The four founders jointly established Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. , disagreements arose over the recruitment of students, and Salazar Slytherin left the school alone amid increasingly serious quarrels...'

'And leave a message before leaving: Only the true heir can open the secret room, release the terrifying things inside, purify the school, and get rid of those who are not worthy of learning magic...'