Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

But how could McGonagall, who had been the professor of Transfiguration for so many years, not understand this?

The reason for choosing this class as the starting point is actually for the purpose of assessment. This kind of test, which is difficult but not particularly hard, can easily screen out potential seedlings, and she can also focus on taking care of these potential freshmen in the future.

Professor McGonagall shook her head slightly. She had already checked half of the students, and none of them satisfied her.

Until she came behind Tom.

As the magic wand drew a circle and gently pointed at the toothpick, in Professor McGonagall's surprised eyes, the toothpick turned into a silver needle, flashing a bright silver light.

What made her even happier was that this was not the most common silver needle. There were fine patterns on the needle body, and it could almost be collected as a work of art.

"awesome!"

Professor McGonagall's voice rang in everyone's ears: "Mr. Riddle successfully transformed on his first try, and even with decorative patterns. I'll give Slytherin five points!"

The Gryffindor students didn't react much when they heard Professor McGonagall give Slytherin extra points. They had just enrolled and didn't really feel much about the feud between the two houses.

Instead, the Slytherin students fell silent, and Malfoy looked at Tom with disgust.

Even a pure-blood like him couldn't succeed, so why would a Muggle wizard succeed?

Originally, Tom didn't care about the extra points, but the prompt from the system made his attitude change 180 degrees.

[The host is recognized by the professor and receives five credits and one achievement point]

[The system has opened a large-scale, long-term continuous quest - 'The Best Student in Hogwarts History'. The host's earned house points will be converted into credits at a 1:1 ratio, and achievement points will be converted at a 5:1 ratio. Leading the house to win the House Cup will receive additional rewards.]

Tom doesn't care about college scores, but if you talk about credits and achievement points, he won't be bothered.

At this time, Tom felt a little regretful. If he had been assigned to Gryffindor, wouldn't he have won the House Cup in the next few years without any effort?

Now things are troublesome. If Slytherin wants to win the house cup... then it must find a way... to defeat Dumbledore!

The House Cup in recent years has been almost predetermined. On the one hand, it is to increase Harry's reputation, and on the other hand, it is actually a form of PUA.

Dumbledore needs to cultivate Harry's habit of standing up in critical moments, so that he will have the courage to fight Voldemort and face the prophecy in the future.

Originally, Tom had no interest in Dumbledore's plan to train a savior. In his opinion, Voldemort had only two endings - one was to be killed by Harlequin according to the original plot, and the other was to be crushed to death after he grew up.

But the purpose of competing for the college cup and credits is to make progress, and progress will inevitably offend the root.

Dumbledore, you should understand me, right?

Chapter 22: Come to the middle gate for a snipe fight, Professor Snape!

Professor McGonagall didn't know that Tom was already thinking about how to snatch their college's cup. She praised him a few more times, told him not to relax, and continued to watch the performance of other students.

Professor McGonagall felt a little uncomfortable.

Reason told Professor McGonagall that they simply had the same name, but emotionally, the better Tom performed, the more he reminded her of the Tom of the past.

This is really weird. Could it be that this name has won the favor of Merlin?

.....

"How did you do that?" Hermione came over and asked with some jealousy until she was a little further away.

Hermione was feeling frustrated that her toothpick hadn't budged at all.

Although she always lost in previous competitions with Tom, they both scored close to full marks and the gap was not obvious.

But when they arrived in the magical world, the two should have been on the same starting line again, but the gap between them became even bigger.

It was as if she was still standing at the starting line, and Tom had already reached the next stop...

"The greater the psychological pressure, the lower your chances of success."

Tom didn't mind giving Hermione a few pointers: "Don't think of the spellcasting process as an industrial assembly line. Every spellcasting is a display of your talent. Keep a calm mind."

“Imagine that you are the owner of this toothpick. It will do whatever you ask it to do. Everything is the owner’s task.”

Daphne, who was standing by, heard what Tom said, took two deep breaths, and waved her wand very naturally. Although she was still following the route Professor McGonagall had said, it was no longer so rigid.

A flash of silver light passed through the toothpick, and it turned into... a silver toothpick. But if you insist on saying it's a needle, that's fine. Except for the fact that it can't be used as a thread guide, the shape is the same.

But even that was enough to excite Daphne.

"I did it, Tom! You're amazing!"

Daphne's success earned Slytherin another point.

Unfortunately, this was not something Tom fought for, so he did not get any extra credit.

But this was enough to make Hermione uncomfortable. She was so stubborn that she didn't talk to Tom and just started practicing.

Finally, before the get out of class ended, Hermione successfully changed the toothpick into a bright silver needle, but unfortunately it was still made of wood.

However, this also made Professor McGonagall very happy, and she also added one point to Gryffindor.

boom--!

There was a sudden loud bang in the classroom, startling Professor McGonagall.

This is a Transfiguration class, not a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, how could there be an explosion?

She soon found the culprit.

Seamus Finnigan and Neville Longbottom looked at each other in bewilderment. Both of them had afro hair, and the toothpicks on the table had turned into charcoal.

Professor McGonagall's face turned black as charcoal. She angrily deducted one point from Gryffindor and announced the end of the get out of class.

Hogwarts is indeed full of talented people. Not only did it produce a Jinchūriki like Tom, but it also had a powerful explosive jutsu master, which is simply terrifying.

.......

After class, Daphne wanted to go with Tom, but was stopped by Millicent Borders and Pansy Parkinson. She could only watch Tom being dragged to the library by Hermione.

"Greengrass, why are you getting so close to a Muggle wizard?" Pansy Parkinson said dissatisfiedly.

"That's right." Borders echoed, "Although she's quite good-looking, it's a fact that she has despicable blood. Just wait and see, in a few days, she'll be completely subdued by Nott and the others."

"What does my making friends have to do with you? Just take care of yourselves."

Without Tom's presence, Daphne's temper was also exposed. Without even looking at the two of them, she said disdainfully: "Parkinson, clean the spinach from your teeth before talking to me. You disgust me."

"As for you, Borders, your toothpick hasn't budged a bit in the entire class, and you still have the nerve to comment on Tom's bloodline? You're really embarrassing for the purebloods."

After saying that, Daphne ignored the two people's blushing faces and left the classroom alone.

Greengrass's family background allows her to ignore Borders and Parkinson. Although they are also among the Twenty-Eight families, they just ignore you if they say so.

Originally, Daphne wanted to pursue Tom, but she didn't want to stay with Hermione, so she simply went back to the dormitory and wrote a letter home.

the other side.

Tom also came to Hogwarts' 'Dragon Yard' - the library.

Back then, Tom relied on the Hogwarts collection of books to obtain the most crucial spell and accumulated a deep foundation, which enabled him to achieve great success after graduation.

In addition to him, many people have also benefited greatly from this - relying solely on what the teacher teaches can only allow you to graduate successfully. If you want to learn some special spells, you still have to rely on yourself to explore. This is also the reason why many wizards with the same talent can widen the gap.

Some people have maximized their potential, while others have wasted most of it. Naturally, people have different destinies.

The librarian, Madam Pince, had a hawk-like gaze. Anyone who made loud noises or neglected the books would immediately receive her death stare. Hermione picked up a copy of "Elementary Transfiguration" and began to read. Tom sat across from her and took three books in one go, successfully gaining Madam Pince's attention.

But Tom also wanted to enrich the collection of books in the study space, and he didn't care whether it would cause dissatisfaction to the librarian. He casually flipped through a few pages of each book, and after confirming that it was included, he put the book back.

When he picked up the thirteenth book, Madam Pince finally couldn't help it. She came over with the duster she used to clean the bookshelf and asked in a low voice, "Son, what are you looking for?"

Tom blinked in confusion. "That's why I looked in every book because I didn't know what I was looking for. Is that a problem?"

Madam Pince took a deep breath.

"No problem, but please don't disturb others."

"Thank you, I understand." Tom nodded slightly, and continued to do his own thing, flipping through the book.

He didn't make loud noises and didn't damage the books. If this could affect other people, then they might as well not study here and find a quieter confinement room.

As for Madam Pince's dissatisfaction, Tom didn't care at all.

He guessed that this Mrs. Pince was most likely a Squib like Filch. There was no record of her using magic in the seven years in the original book. Tom had glanced at her just now and didn't notice any signs of her carrying a wand.

Dumbledore was really bold to let a Squib guard the library which was like a treasure.

At twelve o'clock, Tom and Hermione walked out of the library on time.

"What book are you looking for?" Hermione was also curious about Tom's confusing actions just now, so she asked as soon as she came out.

"I just browsed around to get a general idea of ​​what each book is about, so it will be much easier to find it later."

Hermione's eyes lit up, she thought this was indeed a good idea and planned to try it in the afternoon.

Entering the Great Hall, Hermione went to the Gryffindor table. As soon as Tom sat down, a senior boy came over. Tom remembered him; he was the sixth-year prefect of Slytherin.

"Riddle, Professor Snape asked you to go to him after your afternoon classes. His office is in the basement, next to the Potions classroom."

"I see."

Tom nodded and agreed, but his eyes were looking at the three people named Zabini not far away.

Rozier was not afraid either. He grinned and made a throat-slitting gesture to Tom.

Tom smiled.

It's great to be able to move around again at night.

Chapter 23: Professor, anyone who calls others a mudblood will never be forgiven, am I right?

Snape's summons did not affect Tom's mood. After lunch, he went back to the dormitory to take a nap before going to the greenhouse for the Herbology class.

Professor Sprout, who is in charge of the Herbology class, is a kind middle-aged witch. She is slightly plump, always has a smile on her face, and has a good temper.