Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

Tom turned his head and took another bite of his lemon sherbet. "There's too little entertainment and interaction in the wizarding world. Apart from reading, I really can't find any other pastime activities."

"I had the same thought."

Dumbledore nodded in agreement. "The Muggle world's opera, radio, and television are extremely rich and exciting. Their vast population base gives them boundless creativity."

"Unfortunately... this castle refuses to allow these things to exist. I once tried to put a TV in the office, but there was no electricity at all. After a few days, even the TV broke... 0"

"Professor, is this caused by magic?" Tom asked curiously. "But the density of wizards in Diagon Alley should be as high as that in the castle. Why is the TV in the Leaky Cauldron working properly?"

"No, powerful magic can indeed interfere with the use of Muggle electrical appliances, but that is in the case of an outbreak. The natural dissipation of a young wizard cannot do this to that extent."

Dumbledore looked up at the dome. "It is this castle that truly rejects them. Hogwarts itself is a super magical object, and it contains many secrets that even I, the headmaster, do not know."

"Oh." Tom nodded in understanding and fell silent.

He didn't know what Dumbledore's purpose was in keeping him, but it definitely wasn't malicious.

Just stay constant in the face of all changes and wait for Deng to make a move.

But Dumbledore seemed to really want to chat with Tom, and he talked about this and that for a long time, just asking him how his studies were going, how his life was going, and what he thought of the professor's courses.

Tom was confused and accepted the challenges one by one.

"I heard from Severus that you came up with a system of invisible prefects?"

The main event is coming.

Tom perked up a bit and sat up straight. "It's just a sudden thought. Actually, in the Muggle world, a house is equivalent to a class. We can't just have the seniors have monitors while the juniors have no one to manage them. There will always be a generation gap between the different grades. It's more convenient to find someone in the same grade."

"That's a very good idea." Dumbledore chuckled. "And what about the invisible Headmaster?"

"Professor, I just want to improve so much."

Tom said sincerely, "Professor Snape is usually so busy. He teaches more than 20 classes a week and also has to grade homework. He really doesn't have time to manage students. I'm willing to help him share the burden."

Even Dumbledore, who was always calm, was left speechless by Tom.

Is it appropriate for you, a freshman, to say this?

But Tom was the type who would try his luck. If Dumbledore really went crazy and agreed, he would earn a lot of achievement points, which would be a sure win.

If you don't agree... then just disagree.

There will always be a time when he agrees.

As Tom expected, Dumbledore politely declined, "Tom, the most important thing for students is to study and enjoy the beauty of their student life. As for adult matters, let the adults take care of them."

"Severus is a very dedicated headmaster. You must have faith in his abilities."

Double agent, Potions professor, Head of House, and also helps keep an eye on Quirrell and protect Harry.

Snape was a natural-born ox or horse. He could complete any task given to him, so Dumbledore was not worried about any problems.

"Okay." Tom shrugged nonchalantly, then changed the subject, "What do you think about extending the invisible prefect system to the entire school? Good experiences should be learned from."

Dumbledore was silent.

"Maybe not. Not all houses are like Slytherin 1.7. They might prefer more freedom."

The old man looked at the clock on the wall. "It's almost time. Maybe Miss Greengrass is waiting for you to have lunch. I, an old man, won't bother you anymore."

There was really no way to continue the conversation. The people Dumbledore had kept were now eager for Tom to leave.

Now it was Tom's turn to be calm. The boy blinked and said, "Professor, I see you have a lot of books here. Can you lend me two?"

Dumbledore was taken aback for a moment, then readily agreed: "No problem, I cannot deny a student's thirst for knowledge."

"Thank you."

Tom stood up without hesitation, walked to the huge bookshelf, climbed up the ladder leaning against the bookshelf and selected books.

He didn't know if there was any magical protection on it, so he could only use this primitive method.

Soon, Tom had chosen his two books.

The Development and Summary of Advanced Magic in the Sixteenth Century

From Ignorance to Equivalent Exchange: The Secret of Alchemy

"Professor, these are the only two I have."

Dumbledore glanced at the first book and paid no attention to it, but the second...

He laughed again.

"Are you also interested in alchemy? This is a book compiled by an old friend of mine. However, it's not sold publicly and is only circulated within a small circle."

"To be able to pick it out from so many books, it seems that you two also have a wonderful fate."

"Really?" Tom also smiled. "Maybe if I encounter any problems in the future, I can consult your friend in person."

On the cover, in addition to the book title in gold foil, there is a line of small words in the corner marking the author of the book - Nicolas Flamel.

Chapter 57 The Second System Task, Snape's Crazy Plan

Dumbledore was right, this was indeed a wonderful fate.

Tom had not chosen the book because of Nicolas Flamel, nor could he have known in advance that Nicolas Flamel had written this unpublished book.

But if there is a chance, Tom really wants to meet Nicolas Flamel.

For ordinary people, living long is just a way of surviving, but for an outstanding person, living long is terrifying.

Nicolas Flamel is a milestone figure in alchemy. Over the past six hundred years, he has accumulated an immense amount of wealth and knowledge, perhaps even more terrifying than Hogwarts.

After all, Hogwarts is just a school, and it mainly serves the majority of ordinary wizards. But Nicolas Flamel's collection is entirely for his own benefit. Books that are not of a certain level will not catch his eye.

Tom would not bring up such a presumptuous condition as contacting him right now. He just promised Dumbledore that he would return the book within a week and left the headmaster's office.

When he reached the door, Tom was stopped by the gargoyles again.

"Anything else?"

"Boy, since you have seen through my secret, I won't hide it from you anymore."

Tom's face was full of question marks. Why did this guy have so many dramas?

The gargoyle's face unexpectedly showed a human-like inscrutable expression. "Actually, Salazar is only one of my creators. The four founders worked together to create me. Salazar gave me vitality, Helga gave me an indestructible body, Godric gave me great strength, and Ravenclaw gave me great wisdom."

Tom looked the gargoyle up and down suspiciously. He didn't deny the first three points, but based on the material, he didn't believe that the gargoyle could not be beaten.

But the last one...

Is this the wisdom of Ravenclaw?

As expected of it being blue.

"Are you looking down on me again?!"

The gargoyle was shocked and angry. He had been despised twice today.

"No." Tom waved his hand. "I just don't understand why you're telling me this."

"Oh." The gargoyle quieted down and said proudly, "It's been a while since I've boasted so much. I'm looking for someone to share my awesomeness with."

Tom: “…”

.......

When Tom returned to the hall, it was lunch time. The Slytherin students all looked at him curiously. In a short time, everyone knew that Malfoy and Tom had been called away by the headmaster.

Malfoy hadn't gone out yet, only Tom had come.

Daphne couldn't wait to ask after Tom sat next to her. Although she said she was not worried, she only knew that there would not be any big problem. Who knew what kind of punishment Dumbledore would give.

"Fifty points deducted, that's all." Tom said indifferently, scooped two spoonfuls of mashed potatoes into the plate and poured thick beef sauce on it.

When the little snakes heard that 50 points would be deducted, they didn't react at all.

It’s not that there is no reaction, it’s more that they don’t dare to show it.

Among the four houses, Hufflepuff is the most indifferent. The house cup has basically nothing to do with them. As for Ravenclaw, they just take things as they come. They will compete if they can, and it’s no big deal if they lose.

Only Gryffindor and Slytherin, the two arch-rivals, attach the most importance to honor, but Gryffindor often turns into Gryffindor while playing, and the points are gone without them noticing.

Someone once said that the lion and the snake are two sides of the same coin.

There is a reason why a clever and ambitious lion becomes a snake, and a brave snake becomes a lion.

If someone else had been deducted 50 points, they would have been criticized and looked down upon by the little snakes, just like Malfoy and Goyle before. Even if you were one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families, they would isolate you.

But Tom...

If anyone dares to show up, it’s not a question of whether you isolate him or not, but whether he will bring others to isolate you.

Tom, who had just become the strongest person in the academy, was really not someone that anyone could afford to offend.

Besides, Tom is very good at adding points. He can make up for this loss by himself in a month, unlike a loser like Malfoy.

Only Snape, standing in front of the score column, had an expression that was hard to describe.

No, Dumbledore.

I let you punish Riddle however you want. You can put him in solitary confinement, make him clean the house, or even give him a serious warning.

In the end, I was deducted points.

Are you messing with him or me?

"Tom, Malfoy actually dared to report you. Do you want to give him a lesson?"

After dinner, Zabini approached Tom and offered him advice. "Of course, you don't have to do it yourself. I can do it. There's still a lot of the life and death water left from last time. Just let Malfoy digest it."