Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Unable to wake up a person who was pretending to sleep, Tom closed his eyes as if giving up. No matter what this guy temporarily called a human was, his future would definitely not be like the scene he had seen. The white-haired peacock was only suitable for It is not suitable to be kept in a gorgeous garden, but to lie in a cold and dark dungeon.

Opening his eyes again, Tom looked at the guy who was still smiling, silently looked away, and sat casually on the ground. When his palms touched the scarlet soil, green and soft grass spread around Tom, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise. Tom lay down directly.

If it were normal times, he would definitely find a way to get out of here, but today, he didn't want to be alone, even if he was with something annoying, he didn't want to be alone.

The young man stepped on the grass tentatively, and the original bright color faded instantly and turned into scarlet earth again. He shrugged and sat there, looking down at the thin grass that was so close yet so far away, "It's not the time yet, it's still far away." Not enough..." Muttering in his heart, the young man put away his little thoughts.

'Hmm~ It seems that you are in a really bad mood today...'

Resting his head on his arm and not wanting to answer, Tom snorted coldly and turned sideways to rest. It was the first time that he was so annoyed by Parseltongue. It was not as good as an elegant aria, and he kept saying 'hiss, hiss'.

Seeing Tom's figure gradually becoming transparent, the young man stood up and looked at the sleeping person coldly, 'Death or rebirth... I am the one who has borne all the pain for you...'

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Rubbing his eyes and sitting up from the bed, Tom felt a little dazed. He frowned and scanned the surroundings blankly. He blinked and remembered that he was in his dormitory. After getting up and washing up, his groggy head finally became clear. .

He shrunk the textbook and put it in his pocket, opened the door and prepared to fill his stomach first. Today he has to go to Divination and Muggle Studies. Haha... Tom sighed. The purpose of the Divination class was to see if he could become a prophet. Or the possibility of awakening the horizon.

Now I know where that guy came from. He has no intention of continuing to study, how to become a bluffing magician by playing with crystal balls, and Muggle studies...He shook his head helplessly. Tom couldn't figure it out. Since he wants to study In Muggle life, why should we resolutely implement the law of secrecy?

Is there really no entertainment in the wizarding world? If you have nothing to do all day long, you might as well read more books! ! Delve into the reality of magic.

"Hey! Tom!!" Ian trotted happily to his friend, and as before, he stopped just in time before touching Tom's robe, "You also want to take Professor Carida's class? Hehehehe , Our excellent Tom~ turns out to have learned it, and is he relying on divination classes to get ahead?"

Smiling politely, Tom nodded his little head and had a good sleep. He was in a good mood now, and his smile was a little more sincere. He deliberately hit Ian with his shoulder, from an angle that the little red hair couldn't see. , raised an eyebrow at Mickey provocatively, "That's right... I have the same idea as you~"

With his little face flushed, Ian pinched his earlobes to calm his heartbeat. His little friend still looked so pretty when he smiled! And it seems that today's mood is much better, unlike yesterday...it gave people a dead feeling, "Wow! I didn't expect you to joke~"