Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

The bait had been cast, and Tom was sure the fish would take the bait of its own accord.

Looking at Harry's performance in the original book, he is definitely a standard Gryffindor-type reckless man, but he also has the shrewdness of a Slytherin in some places. Perhaps this is the flash of inspiration brought to him by the protagonist's halo.

So it's possible that he resisted the urge to retaliate against Malfoy.

But it doesn’t matter, isn’t there still a Ron?

What an ordinary person desires most is to be different and to stand out. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, he will definitely not let it go.

So...Tom just has to wait until the moment of success.

In Potions class.

Snape didn't know that his college might suffer a major blow to its reputation, and he was still taking great interest in making things difficult for Harry in class.

In order to make himself happier, Snape broke up the good friend pair of Harry and Ron, and considerately arranged Neville to be Harry's teammate.

With these two talented people, Gryffindor's scores are like the rushing current in the river and the quicksand in one's hand, which cannot be retained no matter how hard one tries.

Snape didn't need to say anything, he just stood quietly behind the two of them. Harry felt as uncomfortable as if he were being pricked by needles, and Neville was even more trembling and fidgeting.

Coupled with his already poor memory, even after brewing a pot of potion, even Snape, the master of potions, was not sure what they had brewed.

Waste school property, do not listen carefully in class, and ignore the professor's guidance.

Just like that, another ten points left the Gryffindor score column, and Snape happily announced the end of the get out of class.

As for Tom?

He hasn't looked at Tom once in these classes.

Harry was packing up the cauldron dejectedly, but he heard Malfoy's undisguised laughter.

"Potter, you and Longbottom must be tied up tightly. With you two in the Potions class, there will never be a shortage of negative material."

Crabbe and Goyle giggled like the supporting actors.

Harry didn't say anything, but just looked at Ron calmly. Seeing the little flame in the other's eyes, he nodded heavily.

Done! .

Chapter 42: Shabini poisoned us, brother, we surrender!

People compete for a breath, Buddha competes for a stick of incense.

From the moment he entered school... no, from the moment he boarded the train, Malfoy had been harassing him like an annoying flea, and even Harry, who didn't want to cause any trouble, was completely enraged.

Even if both of them suffer losses, Harry will give Malfoy a hard time!

Finally giving Malfoy a cold look, Harry ran back to the dormitory with Ron to start getting ready.

Tom didn't hang around outside either. Daphne went to have afternoon tea with her roommate, while he went back to the dormitory with his roommate.

As soon as they entered the house, Nott, Rozier, and Sabini started to get busy.

Nott put the chairs in place, Rozier wiped the table, and took out a lot of his own snacks and put them on Tom's table.

Shabini threw down his schoolbag and went out to serve tea and water.

They performed this set of movements very skillfully. In Tom's words, this is a loving dormitory and they should learn to help each other.

The three of them helped him serve tea and prepare snacks, while Tom helped them... well, helped them avoid being hung up and beaten by others.

Don’t worry about who beat you, but Sabini and the others have been living safely these days.

"Riddle, this is freshly brewed tea, be careful, it's hot."

Shabini put the tea down with a smile. Tom looked at the book without raising his head, but just hummed and nodded slightly.

After a while, when the tea was almost ready, Tom reached for the cup, his heart suddenly beating violently.

This was the warning magic he prepared being triggered.

Tom's eyes sharpened and a fierce light flashed in them.

Poisoned?

He thought these guys had completely behaved themselves, but he didn't expect they still wanted to cause trouble for him.

"Everything is petrified."

A spell hits Shabini, who pretends to be reading extracurricular books but is actually paying attention to Tom's situation.

Nott and Rosier both turned pale.

Finished!

It was discovered!

"It looks like you all have a share." Tom glanced at the two of them, picked up the teacup, walked in front of Zabini, whose eyes were wide open in horror, and filled him up.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Zabini fainted immediately.

"This medicine..." Tom raised his eyebrows, "Is it the water of life and death?"

Nott fell to the ground with a thud and hastily admitted, "Yes, it's the Water of Life and Death, not some other poison, Riddle. This was Zabini's idea. He was going to knock you unconscious, hang you up and whip you, so you could have a taste of that."

"Even the potion was made by Zabini himself. Rosier and I only provided the ingredients and provided cover."

Nott's heart nearly jumped into his throat as he watched Tom's increasingly calm expression. "Riddle, I've told you everything I know. Can you let me go this time?"

Last time, Sabini got ahead of him, so Nott secretly made up his mind that he must be faster than others next time.

He even considered telling Tom before Zabini drugged him.

But after thinking about it, Nott felt that something was wrong.

This is not surrendering, but directly joining the enemy.

Besides, if he succeeds, wouldn’t he be able to get revenge?

Unfortunately...Tom's alertness once again made their plan fail, and in the blink of an eye it was time for the familiar punishment session.

Tom didn't answer, but asked again: "You said this is the water of life and death made by Zabini himself?"

Nott pointed at the trembling Rozier, "Rozier watched Zabini do it. He told me."

Tom looked at his other roommate again, and Rozier nodded with difficulty.

At this time, Tom's attention was no longer on the drugging, but on the source of the water of life and death.

This is advanced knowledge from the sixth grade Potions class, and Zabini, a freshman who just enrolled, can actually figure it out. This talent... is really amazing.

Tom suddenly remembered that the sixth-grade Potions professor had been replaced by Slughorn. This old man was good in every way except that he was too utilitarian and liked to make friends with students who had potential and fame.

It seems that Zabini has also joined this club.

It was probably his proficiency in Potions that attracted Slughorn's attention.

Is this okay?

Nott and Rozier looked at Tom standing there without taking any further action, and thought they had escaped today.

Before they had to wait for a few seconds, the two men were hung up, followed by the unconscious Sabini.

After casting another petrification spell on everyone, Tom leisurely returned to his seat and continued reading. "When he wakes up, we'll settle the score."

Rozier and Knott are already numb.

Who knows when Shabini will wake up. If he wakes up tomorrow, do they have to hang him here all night?

.....

As it turned out, the Water of Life and Death lived up to its name. After Tom and Daphne had dinner, they went for a walk by the Black Lake to digest their food before coming back. Sabini slept like a dead pig and was not affected at all by the weird sleeping posture.

Tom didn't want to waste any more time, so he picked up his wand and pointed it at Zabini.

"Recover quickly."

The green light continued to shine on his body.

Although the Water of Life and Death is the strongest known sleeping potion, it is not an evil black magic potion. Physical means cannot wake the person up, but conventional magic can.

After a few seconds, Zabini slowly opened his eyes, and Nott and Rozier also widened their eyes at the same time.

Merlin's leopard print black stockings, he finally woke up!

"Are you awake?" Tom said with a smile, allowing Shabini to quickly understand his situation and look at him in horror.

"I..."

"Hey, don't talk yet." Tom interrupted him, and the wand turned into a whip again without him knowing.

"Enjoy first, then admit your mistakes."

"Once is strange, twice is familiar. This is the third time. You should know the rules."

The next second, the familiar screams echoed in the dormitory again. Fortunately, Tom had used soundproofing magic long ago, so the sound could not be transmitted, otherwise who knows how many people would be alarmed.

A quarter of an hour later.

Puff-!

Sabini, Rozier and Nott all knelt on the ground, bowed deeply and served tea.

"Brother, we are convinced, completely convinced."

Tom took the tea from Zabini, took a sip, and asked softly:

"Sabini, tell me honestly, did you make the Water of Life and Death?"

"If so, is this your first time? Have you tried this at home before?"

Chapter 43: Unexpected Potions Genius, Action Begins

After confirmation, Tom could be sure that this guy was indeed a potion genius.

He succeeded in refining the high-level magic potion of Life and Death Water for the first time, and the effect was quite good. He just dropped two drops into the cup of tea.