Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

Who could have thought that there would be a complete reversal of events when it came to his son? A rascal from Muggle family was not afraid of the reputation of their pure-blood family. People from other families also watched coldly.

Lucius's eyes darkened, "Severus, are you sure that Riddle is okay?"

"A person who has never been exposed to magic can defeat a graduating seventh grader in such a short time."

"Heh, is it possible that he is the only genius and we are all fools?"

"Could it be that he has mastered some extraordinary dark magic? Who taught him?"

Snape snorted inwardly, naturally understanding what Lucius Malfoy was worried about. He didn't want to waste any more time, so he directly said, "Lucius, Dumbledore vouched for Riddle. He has no problems and has not used any dark magic or other means."

"This world is inherently uneven. If you still have objections, you can go talk to the one on the eighth floor."

Lucius Malfoy still didn't let Snape go, and begged him to take him to Dumbledore's office.

Principal's office.

Lucius Malfoy got the answer he wanted from Snape and felt more confident.

As soon as he entered, he asked Dumbledore to fire Tom.

Dumbledore tilted his head in distress. "Lucius, I remember that the school board didn't seem to have the power to interfere with the school's internal decisions. Even if they did... it should be the result of the agreement of all the school board members."

"I'm asking you as a father!"

Lucius was very angry. Wasn't Dumbledore clearly mocking him for overestimating his own abilities and not knowing what was good for him?

Especially that weird look, it's like he's looking at a fool!

Dumbledore smiled gently, in stark contrast to the red-hot Lucius. "I just learned about this incident, but I must know the details before I can impose any punishment."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of parchment and wrote something on it. Then he folded the paper into a thousand paper cranes and sent them out the window.

"Please wait a moment. I've asked Mr. Filch to invite the two parties over to hear what they think."

Lucius snorted and sank down on the sofa, not looking at Dumbledore.

Snape said calmly, "I'm going back to class. I have no objection to whatever punishment you give me."

"Thank you for your hard work, Severus."

.......

In the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall was asking the young wizards to turn water cups into pencil cases. Tom was the first to finish without exception, adding two points to Slytherin.

He did not succeed in one go, but first transformed into a prototype, and then tried twice more under Professor McGonagall's guidance before he transformed perfectly.

In this way, he not only presents his talents as a legitimately excellent student, but also provides emotional value to the professors, allowing her to enjoy the pleasure of helping students improve.

Kill two birds with one stone.

He wasn't playing any tricks to play the pig and eat the tiger, he just wanted to earn more credits.

"Focus your mental strength a little more and stop looking at me. You're supposed to transform this cup, not my face."

"Oh." Daphne withdrew her gaze from Tom's face and was about to cast a spell when the door of the classroom was pushed open with great force, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Professor McGonagall frowned, "Filch? What do you want?"

"Professor McGonagall." Filch smiled ugly. "Headmaster Dumbledore needs Malfoy and Riddle to come over now."

Professor McGonagall glanced at the two people who were named. Malfoy looked ecstatic, while Tom stood up calmly.

After getting permission, the two followed Filch out of the classroom.

Almost all the Slytherin students guessed why Dumbledore called the two over, and they whispered about whether Dumbledore would punish Tom.

As for dismissal?

No one would be so stupid. Dumbledore had been the headmaster for all these years and had never expelled a student. It was just a fight. There were many more serious mistakes than this, but nothing happened.

Even Daphne didn't look worried. She practiced Transfiguration seriously, hoping to succeed once before the end of get out of class today.

"You know why, right?" Hermione couldn't help but be curious. She sat down in Tom's seat and asked, "Greengrass, is there a dispute between Tom and Malfoy?"

Daphne gave her a sidelong glance, "Granger, why should I tell you?"

"You can say it or not." Hermione also curled her lips. "You are not worried at all, which means it is not a big problem."

"I'll ask him alone in the library one day, and he'll definitely tell me."

Daphne was in a bad mood and her Transfiguration spell failed again. She didn't like the silent atmosphere of the library, so Tom and Hermione were the only ones who spent time together in the library.

But suddenly she thought of something and became happy again.

"You don't know yet, do you? Tom has agreed to help me with my studies. We've been practicing together this weekend, so I probably won't have much time to go to the library anymore. You'd better find a Gryffindor companion."

Now it was Hermione's turn to bite her lip. She finally knew why she hadn't seen Tom the whole weekend. It turned out that he was giving Daphne some special tutoring.

She was obviously smarter than Daphne and studied harder.

But because Tom often gives Daphne advice, the two of them seem to be at about the same level of progress.

How about...I also seek counseling from Tom?

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But there is no such thing as getting something for nothing, especially for those who grew up in the capital world, who value input and output more.

What reward could she give Tom?

For a moment, Hermione had no intention of arguing with Daphne and fell into distress.

........

On the other side, Tom and Malfoy followed Filch all the way to the corridor on the eighth floor.

Malfoy's nose was almost upturned all the way, but he didn't say anything harsh like Tom.

He was afraid of being beaten again.

Filch couldn't protect him with a crappy Squib.

Anyway, in his opinion, Tom will be severely punished soon, and it won't be too late to mock him then. If Tom dares to hit him again and refuses to change, he may really be fired.

Thinking of this, Malfoy actually laughed out loud, which scared Filch who had been leading the way in front.

Filch looked at the smirking Malfoy strangely, feeling that there must be something wrong with this guy.

Filch stopped in front of a gargoyle.

The stone statue suddenly came to life and asked, "Password?"

"Jelly slugs."

The gargoyles moved to the side, revealing the passage behind.

"You guys go in, the headmaster is waiting for you inside." Filch said and left.

Malfoy couldn't wait to get ahead. When Tom wanted to go in, he was stopped by the gargoyle with its claws. It asked dissatisfiedly:

"Boy, what was that look in your eyes just now?"

Tom was surprised: "You can understand human eyes?"

The gargoyle grinned. "I've been around longer than your family tree. You clearly just disliked me, didn't you?"

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"Then how long have you existed, and who created you?" Tom asked curiously.

The gargoyle kept a tight lid: "This is my secret, I won't tell you."

"Ok."

Tom admitted frankly: "I do dislike you because you are so ugly."

The gargoyle was furious: "What do you mean I'm ugly? It's because the person who created me had poor taste. Damn Salazar..."

"Oh~" Tom suddenly realized: "So you are the Founder's work. No wonder you look much smarter than the other statues."

"You inherently evil Slytherin brat, you're trying to trick me." The gargoyle was horrified and pushed him, "Go in."

The gargoyles pushed Tom up the spiral staircase and slammed the door shut.

Tom was speechless. Didn’t you say that yourself?

The spiral staircase automatically rose and Tom was taken to a gate in the shape of a lion's body and a griffin.

The door is not closed, you can go in directly.

There were three people in the room, Dumbledore, and two Malfoys with the same platinum blond hair.

[Host punches in the principal's office and receives 10 achievement points. A night tour of the principal's office is rewarded with 50 points. Please keep up the good work.]

"Good day, Professor." Tom bowed slightly, completely ignoring the two Malfoys.

"Good day, Mr. Riddle."

Dumbledore smiled warmly, waved his wand, and a soft chair fell behind Tom.

"Please be at your leisure. I just want to understand the situation. I heard that you had a conflict with Mr. Malfoy?"

Tom sat down on the soft chair, leaning against the soft and comfortable cushions and nodding slightly: "Malfoy seems to think that an orphan is easy to bully, and wants to gain some sense of existence through me."

"It's a pity that he picked the wrong person. Orphans are best at protecting themselves."

"He's lying!"

Malfoy was much bolder with his father's support. "I just asked Goyle to kindly remind you to be more low-key, but you attacked me directly!"

"You, remind me?" Tom frowned. "Malfoy, do you want me to be like you, cowardly and unwilling to even show up for the duel I proposed?"

The two Malfoys' faces turned extremely sour.

Tom looked at Lucius Malfoy. His white hair made him look arrogant, and his eyes were full of malice, all directed at him.

Children who always tell tales are really annoying. Tom knows that Dumbledore will protect him, and he doesn't care about Malfoy's troubles, but... flies can also make people upset.