Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

When Tom heard the distant tone, he felt dizzy. He gritted his teeth to stop himself from speaking. He knew that if he spoke now, he would definitely roar. He had done nothing wrong. It was the person with dirty thoughts who went first. Provoke him!

If that person hadn't said those words to him, he wouldn't have deliberately angered the other person today. That guy was the one to blame for all this, wasn't he? Why...

"Haha..." Tom breathed out slowly and lay down again, closing his eyes and feeling a little tired, "Professor Dumbledore, I'm sorry... I feel a little tired..."

His lips moved, and Dumbledore stood up silently. After all, he couldn't say an apology. He said 'good night' and left the hospital wing.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Tom slowly opened his eyes and laughed to himself. Why didn't he know that he was a little red dot, and Dumbledore was a cat that he couldn't help but want to catch? Maybe the end of magic really is It's a prophecy, sin...

Turning to look at the closed door, Tom thought of the time he spent with Professor Dumbledore. It seemed that he was always behind him. He looked at the professor's back getting farther and farther with longing eyes, "Going further in the eyes... and in the heart." Will I become distant... Maybe I have never been close, after all, I have never gained your trust..."

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After lying in the hospital wing for more than a week, Tom was finally allowed to leave the damn hospital bed. He walked alone in the empty corridor, thinking about whether to use a time turner. Thinking of today's class, Tom decisively gave up his idea.

He would rather spend the whole day in the library than go to any divination class. From now on, he! Tom Riddle! What I hate the most is divination and prophecy! One day he will prove to everyone that the prophecies are all lies! Divination is a waste of money!

Enjoying the quiet time, Tom sat in the corner of the library holding a book and opened a history of magic book to pass the time. Tom touched the two pages glued together, raised his eyebrows, took out his wand, and applied the binding spell. After canceling, pull out the parchment hidden inside.

'Through a hidden trap door into a series of magical passages, each step must be taken with care to avoid potential traps, speak 'open' in Parseltongue and speak to me, Slytherin - Hogg The greatest of the Watts Four, the secret chamber will be opened...

PS. I don’t want to admit that this is an order set by Salazar Slytherin.

C·G’

Nodding in agreement, Tom stared at the words that began to disappear above without words. The last instruction... How did his ancestors come up with it? Is it really not embarrassing at all? In this life...he will never read this instruction in front of others!

After the writing completely disappeared, Tom was about to take the parchment away and burn it, but found that complex pipes began to appear on the parchment, and somewhere they were circled with red ink.

'In order to solve the problem of..., Hogwarts has re-planned the pipeline system. The original trap door is about to be destroyed. I can only re-cast the spell to hide the entrance. Maybe my descendants will find out that I left it. The clues that came down, then as an ancestor, I will leave you a surprise!

PS. If you are a wizard, please don’t get too excited~ Remember to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor.

C·G’

Tom put the parchment away in a daze. He didn't know why, but he always had a bad feeling. How about... let's put the secret room or something away first! The Gaunt family...are really not serious...Fortunately, his surname is Riddle.