Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

Snape's voice was like crying and laughing, his heart was depressed and he almost suffocated.

The Potions professor, who always entered the classroom on time, was unusually late. He didn't appear in front of the students until halfway through the class, his eyes as cold as ice.

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the other side.

Daphne was very happy to see Tom return safely and without any punishment.

"So Professor Snape is so reasonable. It seems those senior students misunderstood him."

"Speaking of reason? Well, you're right."

Tom thought about it carefully and felt that Snape was indeed reasonable, and the argument with him was limited to verbal attacks.

Even though his lungs were punctured, he didn't feel that Snape had any intention of taking action.

All the preparations he made were of no use.

The two of them admired the scenery of the lake bottom for a while in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Daphne suddenly had an idea and decided to buy a camera to take some pictures to show her sister.

"You really love your sister." Tom sighed. Since the first time they met on the train, Daphne never stopped talking about her sister.

That's what he says and keeps in his heart. He is definitely a serious sister-con.

Hearing Wayne's words, the girl's face also broke into a smile: "When you meet Astoria, you will like her too. She will come to school next year, and then you will understand."

Tom nodded. "Since the elder sister is so cute, the younger sister must be no less."

The sudden praise made Daphne stunned for a moment, and then her face turned red as if she was roasted by fire. Without saying anything, she ran into the girls' dormitory.

Tom: “…”

This young lady...gets shy so easily?

Tom had no idea that Daphne was so well protected by her family and had few opportunities to interact with outsiders.

It would be strange if I wasn't shy to hear such straightforward praise from a boy.

Shaking his head, Tom returned to the dormitory as no one was with him to enjoy the scenery.

Although Snape did not punish him, it did not mean that he let his roommate who told tales off.

But what disappointed Tom was that the dormitory was empty. He didn't know where Shabini and the other two had gone.

Sitting on the chair, Tom cast an illusion spell on himself and entered the study space with his consciousness.

Andros, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and said to Tom with a smile, "Your Potions teacher has quite a few good things. It seems... we have to find a way to take him down."

Tom:? ? ?

Is it so exciting as soon as you come in?

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Chapter 25: Huge muscles, passionate fighting!

For the first time, Tom felt that he could not keep up with Andros's thoughts.

Isn't the matter over? Why does it feel like this righteous man has an even worse temper than him, and he wants to retaliate even if he hasn't suffered any loss.

Looking at Tom's stunned expression, Andros laughed.

"Don't get me wrong, Tom. I'm not a petty person."

"It's just that Snape has something I need, no, to be more precise, you need."

"I need it?" Tom paused, then immediately understood. "You mean the potion ingredients?"

"Yes."

Andros admitted his goal and asked again, "Tom, do you know how wizards fought in my time?"

Tom was puzzled by the question: "How else can we fight? Isn't it just using magic? If we are more insidious, we can use poison, assassination, sneak attack, ambush, or gang fight."

Andros's eyelids twitched. "Most of what you said... is true, but don't say it again next time."

He couldn't deny it, because in order to win and survive, the means that wizards of that era could use were more despicable than Tom could imagine.

Andros's expression straightened up and he got back to the point. "Magic is indeed a wizard's powerful weapon, but other than that..."

Andros made a very muscular move: "The power of the flesh cannot be ignored!"

"As the saying goes...big muscles, passionate fighting!"

"Whether it's dodging a spell or attacking with a quicker swiftness, it all depends on the support of the body. Even... in close combat, fists are much more effective than spells!"

Andros's face revealed a proud expression. "Many wizards were slain by my iron fists in the past, including some you call great men of their time. They were all so foolish they could only cast spells from a distance, only to lose their composure once I got close. They were typical useless academic wizards."

"As for how to strengthen your body, I have a complete set of training methods and corresponding potions. I originally planned to teach you after you had some money, but after reading Snape's collection, I think the plan can be brought forward."

“It turns out that my poverty limits my progress…”

Tom muttered to himself, he only knew that the poor were good at literature and martial arts, but he didn't expect that learning magic would cost him money.

"What materials are needed?" Tom asked again.

Andros told the recipes of the potions. There were more than ten kinds of them, which were definitely high-end potions. Except for a few common herbs that were relatively cheap, the others were more expensive than the other.

Wayne had seen the heart of a fire dragon in the potion shop last time. It cost eight Galleons per ounce, and it wasn't fresh. Dragon's blood grass cost fifteen Galleons per plant, and he needed eight plants in total.

The most terrifying thing... is the eyeball of the sphinx's claw. This thing is rarer than the fire dragon and is an absolutely protected animal. It is impossible for a potion shop to sell this thing. It may be available in Knockturn Alley, but it is hard to come by and there is no accurate standard for the price.

And it just so happens...most of these things can be found in Snape's collection.

"Done."

Tom immediately agreed with Andros's idea, damn Snape.

If students want to improve, it’s reasonable for teachers to provide some sponsorship and support, right?

"I just observed that Snape seems very confident in himself. There are no signs of magic on the door lock, and there are no protective measures for the potion materials. All he needs to do is find an opportunity to sneak in."

Tom was a cautious person. He opened the study space before entering Snape's office. Once Snape showed signs of taking action, he would immediately use the "Physical Action" function to release Andros. Therefore, Andros could see the status of Snape's office very clearly.

"Let me think of a way." Tom pondered.

It is easy to buy for free, but you cannot underestimate Snape and Dumbledore. After all, this castle is their territory, so you still need to plan carefully to be safe.

Just as he was about to discuss with Andros about learning some concealment spells, the door of the dormitory was pushed open.

The three Shabinis were overjoyed to see that the room was empty.

"Riddle's not here!"

"He must have been punished by Professor Snape. He's in detention now."

"Nonsense!" Rozier shouted. "Why should he be put in solitary confinement? Maybe he should be expelled?"

"That's right." Nott nodded repeatedly. "You're so lawless on your first day. You deserve to be expelled."

After saying that, the three of them burst into laughter.

Tom also smiled and his consciousness exited the study space.

The three people who were laughing wildly just now suddenly floated up uncontrollably, with their hands behind their backs, as if their hands were tied up by invisible ropes. Then their knees softened, and their bodies fell down again, kneeling heavily on the ground.

The illusion spell is lifted.

Zabini, Rozier, and Nott looked at the boy who suddenly appeared with horror.

What the hell!

Why is he here!

Didn't Snape already call Tom over? And he just let him go like that?!

Tom ignored the three people's shock. He was savoring the feeling of casting the spell just now.

Strong will and surging emotions.

Although he used a wand, he did not recite any spells and successfully released a silent spell, and the accuracy of his control was online, almost the same as when he used a wand.

Tom had a new understanding of what Andros said about will and emotion.

This is a contradictory state, and it is difficult to grasp the right balance. If you use too much force, your emotions will get out of control, and if you restrain the impulse, the magic will not be released.

Tom waved his wand, and the three kneeling people were hit by a huge force, rolling and hitting the wall, but the culprit shook his head.

This time he failed, as he had intended to hang the man on the wall.

Tom stood up and walked towards the three people step by step.

Zabini's eyes widened in horror, shaking his head frantically, but he had already retired and could retreat: "You, don't come over here!"

They all saw that Tom's wand had turned into a whip again.

"Didn't we agree on this yesterday?" Tom tilted his head. "You have the right to revenge, but you must also accept the price of failure."

"Telling the teacher is indeed a good idea."

The young man tutted his words, "It's a pity that Professor Snape thought it was just a minor friction and had no intention of punishing me."

The sky collapsed in the hearts of the three people.

Professor Snape looked so angry this morning, how come it has become a minor friction now?

Nott begged for mercy with a sad face: "Riddle, I know I was wrong, can you please stop hitting me?"

"Of course not." Tom shook his head. "None of you three can escape today."

"Come on, everyone gets a guaranteed ten-draw combo."

Chapter 26: Mental Damage Compensation, A Small Group with a Crack

After a burst of ghostly howling, the three Shabinis received their daily benefits.