Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

The sound of conversation in his ears was like countless bees. Tom frowned and stood up to leave. After returning to the dormitory, he pulled out a list from the drawer, which was full of people who shouted to call him boss. He took out a quill and wrote in Evan · There is a circle on Rozier's name. Although this guy is not very smart, his family can be considered useful to him.

The German one has Rozier's support behind him, and it seems that he also wants to keep these nobles in his hands.

"Is pure blood supreme?"

Tom clicked his finger on the table. At first, he didn't have much ambition. He just wanted to master the most powerful strength. But since the white-haired peacock got involved with him, strength alone seemed not enough. Rights, Wealth, connections... these are also necessary.

Since this group of pure-blood nobles want a reason to regain their glory, then he, who has Slytherin blood in his blood, will give them this reason. This is just a deal where each takes what he needs.

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A group of people in the common room lost interest in continuing the conversation after their boss left, and left the small circle one after another, leaving only Cobain and August Lukewood.

"Ha~ Keban... have you mastered some incredible information? Do you mind sharing it... Following the strong is the only way for us to survive~ "

Smiling gently, Coban looked at the person in front of him up and down. The heir to the Rookwood family didn't seem as arrogant as other nobles, but that's right, after all, the strength of the family...

Spreading his hands to look innocent, Coban narrowed his eyes and said, "What information can I have~ I'm not from the Malfoy family... I just followed the senior's gaze and handed in the letter of nomination."

With one corner of his lips raised, August nodded, stood up and moved around, "Ah~ It's so comfortable... Then let's get along well in the future, even though I still hate you..."

"Each each other."

Stuart Bulstrode, who was at the other end of the lounge, licked the corner of his mouth and pushed the person sitting on him away. He just needed to endure it for a while longer and clean up the garbage that shouldn't exist. He must recover the shame of the Strode family from that hybrid.

"Heh... maybe I can taste it for Abraxas... what it feels like..."

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The little snakes in Slytherin have been extremely peaceful recently. The seniors are watching the faces of the platinum nobles. They live like weddings, July 7th, holidays, etc.. These words are completely tickets to another world. I accidentally said If you go out, you will die.

The little snakes in the lower grades are even worse. Not only do they have to study hard under the pressure of exams, but they also have to act like snakes with their tail between their legs in front of that Riddle. The damn academic master not only mastered the black magic that they can't use, They will also give people magic potions, which are time-sensitive poisons! He is indeed the dean’s favorite cub!

Ian raised his eyes to look at his gloomy friend, grabbed his hair and buried himself in reading. After a while, he looked up at his friend again. After holding on for a long time, he still couldn't hold it back, so he closed the book with a click, " Tom, are you in a bad mood recently? If you don’t want to go back... you can come to my house~ My family has always wanted to meet you! You must know that in their hearts, you are the perfect role model..."

Gritting his teeth, Tom cleared his mind, put on a smile and shook his head slightly, "I'm fine, but I've been making a lot of alchemy products recently, so I'm a little tired..." He glanced at Mickey, who was staring at him inexplicably, and rubbed his head helplessly. He tapped his temples and said, "Maybe you should invite Mickey... This way, you can preview together during the holidays..."