Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

She told the young wizards to line up and not touch the surrounding herbs. After everyone was present, she led them into Greenhouse No. 1.

The freshmen were not able to access herbs with strong magical powers, and Greenhouse No. 1 was mostly filled with docile mushrooms and other herbs.

Their task for the entire year is to memorize the properties and effects of these herbs and learn how to cultivate and maintain them.

Tom earned another five points for Slytherin by answering several questions correctly in a row.

The three heads of Hogwarts are actually very nice people. They have transcended the shackles of the academy. They hope that their own academy will excel without suppressing other academies. They truly treat everyone equally.

But Snape happened to show up, an old... cough cough.

After all, he was the dean of his own college, so Tom still gave him some face.

After class, Tom and Daphne said goodbye in the basement.

Before leaving, Daphne warned, "Tom, don't talk back to Professor Snape. I've asked the senior students, and he's very tolerant of the students in this academy as long as you sincerely admit your mistakes."

"I see, Daphne, thank you."

Tom might not swallow his anger as Daphne said, but he was not a person without emotional intelligence, so he would not go to waste the little witch's kindness and say something inappropriate.

...

dong dong dong——!

"Come in!"

Tom pushed the door open and entered Snape's office.

The room was dimly lit, with only the fireplace and green candlelight illuminating the surrounding area, and it was filled with a strong aroma of herbs and pungent potions.

The office was filled with cabinets, but instead of books, they contained a pile of bottles, jars, and glassware, filled with many scary animal organs and strange-looking herbs.

Snape sat behind his desk, looking down at a magazine in his hands, as if he hadn't been the one to let Tom in.

Tom looked around, turned an empty bottle on the ground into a single sofa, placed it opposite Snape, and sat on it comfortably. Without urging him, he leaned back on the soft cushion and closed his eyes to rest.

Snape's hand, which was turning the pages of the book, paused, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

Snapped--!

The magazine was closed, and Snape looked coldly at Tom, who was complacent. "Riddle, did I ask you to sit down?"

Tom finally opened his eyes and pretended to be confused and asked, "Professor, is it illegal for me to sit and talk to you?"

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths!"

Snape snorted coldly: "This is my office. You used magic without my permission. What? Are you so impatient to show off your pitiful talent?"

Snape was not good-looking to begin with, and now with his stern face he looked even scarier. Any other little wizard would have been trembling with fear, but Tom was definitely not one of them.

In terms of strength...well, he definitely can't beat Snape now.

But this is Hogwarts, Dumbledore is still alive, and the White Lord is also a demon. How could he allow anyone to break the rules he set?

So even though Snape was furious, he didn't dare to do anything excessive and could only deal with the students within the rules.

"Professor, you are so interesting."

Tom scoffed. "Of course I know this is your office, but I also know you must have been reading an important article. Otherwise, how could a dean of a college that values ​​bloodlines and etiquette so highly not know how to entertain guests?"

"For the sake of Slytherin's reputation, I have no choice but to act on my own. Professor, I think you can understand?"

This kid...

Snape's hands clenched in his sleeves.

In all these years as the dean, no student has ever dared to mock him in a veiled manner.

But he didn't know what to say. He just wanted to teach Tom a lesson, but he didn't expect to be caught.

Although Tom was not a guest, Snape knew that if he continued to pester him, the other party would definitely have a reason to wait for him. He could only make a note of Tom and take a deep breath.

"You should know why I called you here."

"I don't understand, Professor, please speak frankly."

"You beat up Zabini, Rosier, and Nott yesterday." Snape leaned forward and said slowly, "Riddle, you dared to beat up your roommate on your first day. Do you still have respect for me, the dean?"

"Professor, I was forced to do this."

Tom sighed and told the whole story.

"A few purebloods can't stand me, an orphan, a Muggle-born orphan at that, and they want me to be their slave. I even heard them muttering about mudbloods this morning."

"I didn't understand what this word meant at first, but I found out after asking Greengrass-san."

Tom suddenly looked up and looked at Snape with a very sincere look: "Professor, put yourself in his shoes. If you called someone a mudblood, I think it would be normal for him to not only beat you up but also hate you for the rest of his life, right?"

Snape's eyes opened wide, his blood rushed to his forehead, his face turned red, and a mouthful of hot blood even rushed to his throat, but he suppressed it back.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at Tom.

"you you..."

Caught off guard, the dean of the Snake Academy had his most secret scar torn open, causing him so much pain that he almost fainted.

Tom looked surprised. "Really? Do you feel the same way?"

"Anyone who calls someone a mudblood should be hacked into pieces. Such people don't deserve friends or lovers. They should be left alone until they die. I only beat them up, which is already considered mercy."

"It's my roommate after all, I don't want to make things awkward."

"Riddle!" Snape roared, his eyes bloodshot, "Shut up!

Tom raised his hands innocently and made a zipper motion around his mouth before he calmed down.

Snape's chest was heaving violently, and he was breathing heavily. It took him a long time to calm down, but there was still a knife hidden in his eyes when he looked at Tom.

"I don't know where you get all these twisted theories from, but hitting someone is against school rules. I'm going to deduct your points..."

Snape couldn't continue.

This damn troublemaker is from their academy!

If points are deducted, is it punishing Tom or punishing himself?

broken!

This guy can't be chosen!

Chapter 24 Andros: Find a way to get Snape!

Before this school year, Slytherin had already won six consecutive championships, and in another year it would achieve an unprecedented seventh consecutive championship.

Especially since Potter is still in Gryffindor, Snape takes this year's house cup even more seriously. He doesn't want to lose to James Potter's son, even if this man is also Lily Evans' son.

He had never deducted points from his students before, and it was even more impossible this year.

What's more, he is now full of disgust towards Rozier and others.

If they hadn't taken the trouble to provoke Riddle first, would he have had his lungs punctured today?

So now Snape wanted to deal with Tom not because he beat his roommate, but purely to vent his anger.

"Since you dislike your roommate so much, I'll find you a quiet place."

Snape said sinisterly, "Starting tonight, you will be placed in detention in the abandoned classroom next door for a week."

"No." Tom answered very straightforwardly.

"If you don't go...what? You're not going?" Snape couldn't believe his ears.

"That's right." Tom said as a matter of course, "I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I be put in solitary confinement? If anyone should be put in solitary confinement, it should be Rozier and the others."

"Do you think I'm discussing this with you?" Snape roared angrily, "It's the professor's right to give you detention. You have no right to refuse!"

"I'm not going anyway."

Tom blinked. "If you want to punish me, then deduct points, give me demerits, or even expel me. I can't resist these actions, but I can't put you in solitary confinement. My legs are on my body, and I won't go if I say no."

His system only says that you will get credits if you earn points, but it doesn't say that you will also get credits if you lose points.

If Snape wants to deduct the money, let him do it. Let’s see who will feel the pain in the end.

Damn, he's a character.

Looking at Tom, Snape found himself like facing a curled-up hedgehog, with no idea where to start.

The methods that teachers use to deal with students are nothing more than the following: deducting school points, reporting to the dean of their school, suing parents, putting students in solitary confinement, giving them serious warnings, and the most serious one is expulsion.

I won’t bother deducting points from the college and telling the dean that Tom can’t be selected.

The key point is that this guy is an orphan, so it’s useless to sue his parents.

The remaining confinement measures were simply disobeying orders, not to mention serious warnings and expulsion. As the head of the house, he did not have such great power and had to get Dumbledore's consent.

But if this matter were to be told to Dumbledore, there would probably not be such a severe punishment. I guess he wouldn't even give him a scolding.

This Tom Riddle is invincible!

Snape was so angry that his blood pressure rose again. He pointed at the door in anger and said, "Get out! Get out of my office!"

"Goodbye Professor."

Tom stood up decisively, turned around and walked out of the room. Before leaving, he considerately left the door open, just to make Snape take two more steps to close the door, in order to avenge Snape for not doing anything after he came in.

Unfortunately, Tom forgot that this was a magical world. After he left, Snape waved his wand violently, and the door slammed shut, making the corridor buzz.

The students who had just arrived in the basement to attend Potions class were startled by the noise and cast curious glances at Tom.

In the office, Snape's chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath.

There is a term in psychology called cognitive dissonance theory, which means that when behavior conflicts with self-cognition, the brain will distort and hide these memories to avoid causing persistent anxiety and regret.

Snape was one such phenomenon.

However, today he was forced by a student to recall the mistake he was willing to make up for with his life.

"Anyone who calls others mudbloods should be cut into pieces and doesn't deserve love... hehe..."