Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Smile politely...what the hell! Tom looked up at the gloomy sky, thinking very seriously about his little plan. Why not just transfer to Ilvermorny? He really wouldn't be able to stay here any longer! The baby sucking milk is more mature than these two!

"Mitch, you're going to be hated sooner or later if you do this."

Mickey curled his lips in disdain and tilted his neck. What's wrong with him being so childish? Don't tell him. Tom didn't want to see this pitiful Malfoy with tears in his eyes, looking aggrieved! If you really don’t want to see that look, Tom... is definitely the one down there!

"You three have had enough chatting~ Hurry up and return my little bug!" Professor Catleburn interrupted the conversation of several people in time, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It's great to be young~ Friendship is so touching!

After class, Tom declined the small request to go together. He was a little concerned about what he had just seen. He slowed down and walked at the back of the crowd. Tom added a disguise spell to himself and walked into the Forbidden Forest without leaving. How far away can I see a white-feathered peacock taking a leisurely walk.

His patron saint suddenly appeared here. Tom squinted and took out the time turner from his arms. What happened to make him use... this thing to send a message to himself? Glancing at the ancient trees beside him, Tom stepped forward and squatted on the ground, pulled away the peacock that was opening its tail, and followed the directions on the ground to the library.

'library? What on earth is there...’

After adding a few more spells to himself, Tom even hid his scent and quietly came to the restricted book section of the library, looking carefully for any clues.

When he saw an obviously empty space, Tom's heart skipped a beat, and the blood in his body seemed to flow backwards. The temperature in his body quickly subsided. There should have been a few books here, a few books about Horcruxes, but... Now it's empty...

Subconsciously taking a small step back, Tom had a terrible suspicion in his mind, but he didn't want to believe that this was all done intentionally. He didn't understand what he had done wrong and where he went wrong.

Not wanting to care about anything or think about anything, Tom lowered his head and returned to his dormitory. He reached under his pillow and clearly felt an extra torn note. Tom was stunned and held the paper. The strip was opened, with his own handwriting on it - 'Five o'clock, astronomy tower'.

Looking at the time, there were still two hours left. Tom took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and remembered that when it was forced on him, the two little badgers opened the package and put it in their mouths with dark eyes and happy and angry faces.

He originally thought that when he was a child, he saw those children rolling around begging for chocolate from their parents because of the sweetness and smoothness of the chocolate, but it turned out... it was not as sweet as imagined, only bitter, as if he was tasting it. Life, no matter how gorgeously packaged it is, is disgustingly bitter inside.

Unable to get rid of the bitterness in his mouth, Tom stood up and stood by the window. Outside was not the lush woods and lawns, but the dark bottom of the lake. No matter how dazzling the sun was, it could not shine through this endless darkness. If there was a choice, who would do it? Fumbling and crawling in the gloom?

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Arriving at the astronomy tower in advance, Tom hid in a corner, pursed his lips and cast a super-sensory spell on himself, quietly waiting for the protagonists to appear.