Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

It’s better to keep saving, collect a thousand points and then draw a King of the Century.

As for becoming an immortal legend, it was too far away from him, so he decided to wait until there were new channels for increasing achievement points.

It's all the system's fault. It made him start at such a high level from the beginning, which made his horizons higher.

......

Tom didn't know when he fell asleep, but he was woken.

The three Shabinis actually woke up earlier than him, and were laughing and joking early in the morning, which kept Tom awake.

The furious Tom got up and whipped each person three times, then kicked them out of the dormitory before he calmed down. Then he went back to sleep.

The three roommates who were kicked out were so angry that they were about to curse at the room when the door of the next dormitory opened. Malfoy walked out with sleepy eyes and was stunned to see the three people standing at the door.

"What are you doing here?"

Zabini swallowed the curse words that were about to come out of his mouth, and the other two did the same.

It's not that family disgrace should not be made public, but they just don't want Malfoy to know that the three purebloods were beaten up by a mudblood and kicked out of the dormitory.

This would definitely be laughed at by others for a long time, especially this Malfoy. They discovered it at the dinner yesterday. Relying on two tall and strong followers, Malfoy was even more arrogant than them.

"Nothing." Rozier's brain raced, and he immediately came up with an excuse for the three of them: "It's our first day of school, and we were so excited we couldn't sleep, so we decided to go out for a walk."

Malfoy, who was still half asleep, didn't think too much about it. He just muttered a few sarcastic words about being ignorant and went to wash up.

"I feel like he's even more annoying than Riddle."

Looking at Malfoy's back, Zabini wanted to beat Malfoy up like Tom had beaten him.

This Malfoy was so arrogant when facing them, saying, we are all pure blood, we are all from the twenty-eight families, where does your sense of superiority come from?

Because of your fence-sitter dad?

Nott spit out a mouthful of disgust. "Neither of these two is a good person. Let's take them one by one and deal with Riddle first."

The other two nodded.

Perhaps because they had been beaten twice together, the three of them established a good GM friendship in just one night. They found a corner in the lounge and began to discuss how to deal with Tom.

"We can sneak up on him," Nott said. "We can find a corner or hide in the classroom and attack him from behind. It will definitely work."

"No, that's risky."

Rosier rejected the idea immediately. "If we find a chance to use a spell on him, we'll definitely lose. Look how skilled he was last night, casting Transfiguration spells and attack spells. He's even more pureblood than us."

"If I fail, I guarantee I'll get whipped."

"We can use magic props." Zabini's face was gloomy. "I have a black magic prop at home. Anyone who accidentally touches it will be cursed."

"Don't mess around!" Nott was startled: "This is Hogwarts, Dumbledore's territory!"

"If he finds out, Tom Riddle might be fine, but you will definitely be expelled!"

Zabini fell silent. The Slytherin students were more in awe and dissatisfied with Dumbledore.

These were passed down from their parents' generation, so they didn't want their acts of revenge to alert the principal and prevent both sides from getting hurt.

No, according to my family, Dumbledore's preference for mudbloods and half-bloods will most likely make them the only ones to suffer in the end.

"How about...we tell Dean Snape."

Rosier rubbed his wound and said slowly, "My parents were classmates with Snape, or... colleagues. He will definitely take care of me."

Zabini frowned: "Tell the teacher? Wouldn't that be too embarrassing? What if he tells my mother..."

Rosier was very confident about this. "No, my parents are already in Azkaban. He couldn't possibly send the letter there. Dementors don't act as messengers."

Sabini, Nott: ".....".

Chapter 19: A relaxing course schedule, Snape: This is bullying!

In the end, Blaise and Zabini agreed to tell tales.

It is low-cost and effective quickly. Just ask the dean not to tell the elders and classmates about it, and you can avoid the possibility of embarrassment.

The three of them discussed it and decided to go and file a complaint soon.

But they didn't notice that Daphne, who was sitting not far away, heard all their conversations, and a look of worry flashed across her little face.

.....

Near eight o'clock, Tom, who had had enough sleep, got up refreshed, washed up and went to the common room.

It had been too dark last night to enjoy the view of the depths of the Black Lake, the only feature of the Slytherin dormitories.

Tom came to the floor-to-ceiling glass. The early morning light had become extremely weak after shining through the deep lake, but he could still see clearly that a few fish were swimming carefree among the seaweed.

Suddenly, a large shadow appeared, and when the shadow disappeared, the fish also disappeared.

From the last few thick tentacles that appeared, Tom knew that the shadow was the legendary giant squid.

Well, being carefree is not a good thing. Even when death is imminent, there is no reaction of resistance.

"Shocking, right?"

Daphne appeared beside Wayne at some point, also looking out the window. "I've heard about Slytherin's underwater scenery before, but it wasn't until I saw it myself that I realized it was far more stunning than what was described in the books."

"It's really nice." Tom nodded. "It feels like staying in a hotel with a sea view every day."

There was one more thing Tom didn't say, and that was that.

This scenery is almost the only advantage of the Slytherin common room. As for the rest... he doesn't know what to say except complaining.

It is dark, damp and there is no sunlight all day long.

The green-based color scheme is eerie even during the day, making people's mood unconsciously worse.

To be honest, the fact that Slytherin always produces dark wizards cannot be entirely blamed on the school culture.

Anyone who stayed in a place like this for seven years would have their personality distorted, except for a sunny boy like him.

What Tom couldn't stand the most was the damp feeling. When he woke up in the morning, he felt that the quilt had sunk a lot, and water would come out if he wrung it hard.

What the hell.

The UK is already humid enough, and Scotland is located in the Highlands, so the wind and rain of the temperate maritime climate are more obvious, making it more humid than London.

Add to that the existence of the cellar and the black lake, and it stands to reason that this place is simply uninhabitable.

This is indeed the case. Usually the cellars of the castle are used to detain prisoners. God knows why Slytherin chose such a place as a dormitory. Were they afraid that their students would go crazy?

.....

On the way to the auditorium, Daphne quietly told Tom the conversation she had just heard.

Tom didn't care about this at all. He just thanked the little witch for her enthusiasm and didn't want to continue the topic.

"Aren't you worried, Tom?"

Daphne glanced at the teachers' table secretly. Snape had already arrived. She lowered her voice and moved closer to Tom: "I heard that Professor Snape is very strict. You beat them yesterday..."

"No matter how strict he is, he will still be reasonable." Tom remained calm. "It was Zabini who provoked me yesterday. I was just passively fighting back. Professor Snape, if he has common sense, should know who to punish."

"Really?"

Daphne always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure it out for a while.

Seeing that Tom was confident, I put my worries to rest.

On the long table, in addition to the regular breakfast, the first-year students also had their class schedule for this semester in front of them.

After watching it, Tom couldn't stop laughing.

It was easy, so easy in fact, with fewer courses than when he was in elementary school.

The first grade is the time to lay the foundation. There are no elective courses, only a few main courses, which are not many to begin with, and they are basically small classes (large classes are two consecutive periods).

Tom looked and saw that Slytherin only had Transfiguration class with Gryffindor at 9 o'clock in the morning, and Herbology class with Ravenclaw at 1 o'clock in the afternoon.

It’s only 100 minutes in total, and you’ll have nothing to do after that day.

The subsequent class schedule is pretty much the same, basically two or three classes a day, which makes life so easy.

The time saved is just right for doing your own things.

"After we finish eating, let's go get familiar with the castle." Tom said to Daphne, "I heard that the corridors at Hogwarts are all moving, and it's easy to get lost."

The little witch nodded repeatedly, and the two of them finished their breakfast in a few seconds. In order to avoid getting hungry, Tom took two pieces of bread and butter before leaving the table.

At the Gryffindor table, Hermione watched the two leave and wanted to follow them, but her roommate Lavender Brown kept talking to her, so she had to give up.

After Tom left, the three Shabinis looked at each other and nodded.

After a while, Snape left his seat and the three of them quickly chased after him and stopped him outside the hall.

"Rosier, what's the matter?" Snape frowned. Among the three people, he only remembered Rosier's name.

Rosier's parents were both Death Eaters, and they were his "colleagues".

"Professor, please make the decision for us!"

Under Snape's shocked gaze, Zabini actually pulled off his clothes, revealing his thin chest.

"what!"

A witch who happened to be eating screamed when she saw this.

The teacher and the little boy?

No, shouldn't it be the priest?!

It was the peak dining time, and many people were near the lobby. They became excited when they saw this scene.

"Idiot, follow me!"

Being stared at with strange looks by so many people, Snape growled and rushed to the basement floor as if escaping. The three of them hurriedly followed him.

If we stay any longer, who knows what rumors will appear in the castle tomorrow.

Here, it has English!

It was not until they entered the office that Snape stared at Zabini with cold eyes.