Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

But for people like Tom and Harry who are the focus of attention, it is not difficult not to notice.

He turned a questioning look at Snape.

Snape was looking for someone just like him, and when he noticed Dumbledore looking at him, he frowned and shook his head slightly.

How would he know where Riddle had gone? Could it be that he received his Christmas threat and was afraid to come over?

When most of the food on the plates had been eaten and the dinner was about to end, the oak door slowly opened with a heavy creaking sound.

Countless people looked towards the door, and Tom walked in despite the snow.

Chapter 90: Snape's Jealousy, Tom's Unlucky Day

As if the dishes on the table were playing a joke on Tom, he hurriedly sat down next to Daphne, not caring about the leftovers, just wanting to have a full meal.

As soon as his butt touched the bench, all the food on the table disappeared, and the golden plates became as bright and shiny as new again.

“Puff!”

I don't know who laughed first, but then many people in Slytherin laughed too.

Although no one would dare to laugh at Tom under normal circumstances, it was obviously not the case now because no one could help it.

Especially Tom's changing expressions, which make people feel even more funny.

Even Dumbledore, who was sitting in the guest of honor seat, couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, kids, the sumptuous dinner is over. Go back to your lounge and enjoy the warm fire. Don't forget to go to class on time tomorrow."

"Mr. Riddle, please stay for a moment. I have something to ask you."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, students and teachers began to leave one after another. At Dumbledore's signal, Tom came to the main guest seat and followed him into a small room at the back. Snape, Tom's head of house, also followed in.

Tom silently opened the study space and called out Grindelwald.

Dumbledore looked at Tom.

Tom looked at Dumbledore.

Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore.

In the space, Grindelwald had a complicated expression, but the corners of his mouth were unnaturally raised. He didn't know what his mood was at the moment because it was too confusing.

In the end, all the emotions turned into one sentence.

"Albus, you are so old..."

Andros looked at Grindelwald, who was filled with emotion, and felt a little confused.

Aren't these two rivals? Why does this encounter feel like a soap opera Tom is watching?

Or maybe the hero and heroine met the right person at the wrong time, and they met by chance after being separated for decades.

"Mr. Riddle." Dumbledore's voice was gentle, with a faint smile on his lips. "I heard from Hagrid that you didn't seem to appear in the carriage team. Does that mean you didn't take the Hogwarts Express?"

　30 "Can you tell me what happened? Maybe I can provide some help."

Tom shrugged helplessly. "Professor, today is terrible. The train to London was delayed. It was already past midnight when I arrived at the platform."

"Then how did you get to school?" Snape asked in a serious tone.

"I saw the method to summon the Knight Bus in a book and tried it. I didn't expect it to actually come. However, the ticket was a bit expensive. Sampark charged me two Galleons."

"I see." Dumbledore nodded slightly, then smiled and said, "If you encounter this kind of situation in the future, you can ask Fawkes for help. Don't you have his tail feathers in your hand? Light one of them, and she will feel your call."

Ok? !

Snape cast a sharp gaze at Tom, filled with disbelief.

Phoenix feathers?

No, I have been begging this old man and that dead bird for many years, but I haven’t got a single phoenix feather, let alone a tail feather.

You got it so soon after arriving? Do you understand what first come first served means?

Tom completely ignored Snape, whose eyes were red. He smiled and nodded at Dumbledore: "Then I'll ask Fawkes for help next time."

"Wrong," Dumbledore corrected him. "Next time, try not to be late. In any case, the Hogwarts Express is the safest and most comfortable way."

"Okay, professor. I'll pay attention next time."

Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction, thinking that this Tom was much more obedient than the previous Tom. However, if he knew what Tom was doing during the holiday, he probably wouldn't think so.

Not counting dragons, there were no less than thirty poachers and wizards who died at Tom's hands. Tom killed more people in just one semester than Voldemort did in his first year, no, in his entire student career.

"Okay, Mr. Riddle, you must be very tired after the bumpy ride. Go back and rest."

"Let's talk a little longer, a little longer."

Grindelwald sent out signals frantically, but Tom ignored him, said goodbye and left the office.

"What's going on with the phoenix's tail feathers?" Snape asked as soon as Tom left, just like an innocent girl who had been cheated by a scumbag for many years.

Dumbledore shrugged helplessly. "This is a matter between Fawkes and Mr. Riddle. It has nothing to do with me."

"Fox helped me deliver a Christmas present to Mr. Riddle, using his tail feathers and tears as a gift for Mr. Riddle. Doesn't that make sense?"

Still have tears?

Snape was already breathing heavily.

"Sev."

Dumbledore's expression suddenly turned serious. "You should have noticed a change in Mr. Riddle, right?"

Snape was in no mood to think about Tail Feather Tears for the time being. His expression also became serious as he gave his own evaluation:

"Showing off one's edge, with overwhelming aura."

"It seems that Riddle did something remarkable this holiday, otherwise there wouldn't be such a big change."

Dumbledore smiled gently. "It's a good thing for students to make progress. I just want to make sure that these changes in Mr. Riddle don't have a negative impact on him."

"I'll test it." Snape was determined to duel with Tom again, especially if he felt the gap between them and resorted to some shady means.

It's not that he dislikes black magic, but one should not rush into anything. He is making rapid progress now, but when he reaches the turning point, he will realize how foolish he was before.

Isn't he himself the best example?

Even though he is now one of the top people in the wizarding world after Dumbledore and Voldemort, the gap between the two is so huge that it makes him despair.

"Thank you for your help, Sev." Dumbledore nodded with a smile and left the office.

Snape didn't react until the person disappeared.

This old guy fooled him again. They were talking about Phoenix, why did he bring up Tom?

.....

Back in the lounge, Tom was immediately taken to a corner by Daphne.

The little witch lowered her voice and asked, "Tom, what's going on today?"

The boy sighed, leaned back on the sofa, and silently cast a soundproofing spell to ensure that no one could hear their conversation. "What happened? It's just bad luck..."

Tom then told Daphne about his day's experiences.

At six o'clock in the morning, Tom did not disturb Fleur and Gabrielle. He just said goodbye to Lavana and left the Veela tribe and began to Apparate towards London. There was no problem at the beginning, but when he reached the border between England and France, he actually touched the anti-Apparation circle.

It turns out that the unbridled entry and exit of wizards between Britain and the European continent has always been strictly restricted, and they must register.

The isolation power of the anti-apparition array is not very strong, it is more of a warning.

After the alarm was triggered, four wizards wearing striker uniforms immediately appeared. Fortunately, Tom was quick-witted and conjured a black hood to cover himself, thus not exposing his identity and figure.

It was impossible to explain. If his identity was exposed, he would have to spend the night in Azkaban, so Tom decided to slip away decisively.

The wizards who came over were stunned and immediately followed the spatial fluctuations to chase after him.

They came here to register people, but they just ran away without even saying hello. What the heck is going on?

So began a game of chase that went around almost the whole of England. At first, Tom had shaken off the guys, but these strikers showed no respect for the rules of the game and called four more teammates to chase and intercept them.

In the end, Tom became so impatient that he set a trap and launched a surprise attack, quickly knocking down the eight strikers who were chasing him without giving them a chance to call for help.

This is how to get out of trouble.

But it was already two o'clock in the afternoon and the express trains had disappeared, so he could only call a Knight Bus to rush to Hogwarts.

Daphne's mouth dropped open slightly, startled by Tom's rich experience that day.

She was almost going to Azkaban to see Tom, and she didn't know if her mother could get him out.

"It's good that you didn't get caught." The little witch had already held Tom's hand and comforted him, "Try to travel abroad safely in the future."

After saying this, she added angrily, "It's all that half-blood veela's fault! If she hadn't forced you to stay for a day, you wouldn't have encountered this."

Even when Tom was in the Veela tribe, he did not lose contact with Daphne, so Daphne knew his recent itinerary and experiences, and also knew about Fleur's existence.

However, the two-way mirror can only show one person at a time, so Daphne has never seen Fleur's face. But her identity as a half-blood veela is enough to make her hostile.

The reputation of Veela in the Western world is on the same level as that of vixen in the East.

"It's only a matter of time." Tom smiled helplessly. "Even if I come back a day early, I'm planning to Apparate back, but I'll still be discovered."

He really didn't expect that the Muggle policy of splendid isolation would actually affect the wizarding world. Now that the European continent is about to integrate, Britain is still building high walls here.

After talking to Daphne for a while longer, Tom slipped out of the lounge and went to the kitchen for dinner.

He didn't even know that because of his actions today, the entire Ministry of Magic was in chaos.

Although the eight strikers were not in danger of their lives and only suffered minor injuries, a powerful wizard of unknown origin suddenly broke into Britain. What exactly did he want to do and did he have any accomplices?

The Ministry of Magic was completely clueless about these issues, and the eight strikers couldn't even see the people's faces clearly.

That night, all the Aurors and strikers were called in to work overtime, searching wizard strongholds one by one. Knockturn Alley became the hardest hit area, and the search operation inexplicably turned into a crackdown on organized crime.

It wasn't until Tom saw the Daily Prophet the next day that he realized he had gotten into so much trouble.

Beware of Strange Wizards, Danger Lurks Around Us