Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

Some people also scoffed at this, such as Weasley, who continued to be what they were supposed to be.

But to be honest, despite what Weasley said about how close he is to Muggles, he still subconsciously follows the pure-blood approach when looking for a partner.

The current Mrs. Weasley's original surname was Prewett, and she was also one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families.

The Nott family, to which the author belongs, is the Nott family of Tom's roommate. The book praises the pure-blood families of the Slytherin line a lot and praises them to the skies.

So Tom never took his comments seriously.

But from what Snape said, Nott's assessment of Greengrass actually aligns with reality?

"Never decline? How is that possible?"

Tom couldn't help but ask, "Even the Gaunt family, a direct descendant of Slytherin, has declined. What's so special about the Greengrass family?"

Snape shook his head: "I don't know either. After all, I don't belong to that circle."

There really is such a thing as a circle. Even if Snape is incredibly talented and has broken into the core circle of the Death Eaters, they are all related to each other. It is normal for him, a disgrace to the Prince family, to not be able to fit in.

Malfoy had a good relationship with him because they had a good relationship in school. Later, Snape had a high status in Voldemort's group, so he tried to curry his favor.

"But..." Snape hesitated for a moment, then continued, "When You-Know-Who was at his most rampant, Greengrass remained neutral. After You-Know-Who personally visited him, he issued an order to ignore Greengrass."

"Actually, this order is completely unnecessary. No one would ever provoke them. The position of Director of Transportation is simply a reserve for them..."

"What secrets does Greengrass hold? I'm afraid you'll have to ask Mrs. Greengrass. She's a very resourceful lady."

Tom was now even more curious, but Snape had told him everything he knew, and there was nothing to be gained by asking further.

So Tom decisively changed the subject: "Professor, what do you think of this paper?"

Snape asked, "Have you experimented with other types of potions besides the ones you listed?"

Tom spread his hands and said, "Professor, I'm still a child. I have to do homework and attend classes. How can I have so much time to do experiments? The rest depends on you."

"I'll arrange a second author for you then. Isn't that nice enough?"

Snape wanted to howl.

He has published so many papers as the first author, why does he still care about you as the second author?

Well...that still kind of matters.

After all, if Tom's idea is true, then the method of making potions will have to be iterated in the future. This will also be a groundbreaking paper, which is indeed very attractive to him.

So even though he knew that Tom was dumping all the tedious and boring work on him, he still had to swallow his anger and take it on.

"I'll check it out."

Snape used a copying spell to create a backup, put it in a drawer, and looked at Tom solemnly: "If there are no problems, you can join the Extraordinary Apothecary Association with this paper alone and become a full member immediately."

"Tsk, an official member at eleven years old...unprecedented."

The Society of Extraordinary Apothecaries is the top academic organization for potions in the wizarding world. To put it bluntly, it is a large academic clique that monopolizes a large amount of innovative potion knowledge. Even Snape is proud to join this organization.

Tom also wasn't one to turn down an opportunity to improve his academic standing.

But he still has his own requirements.

The young man leaned forward slightly. "Professor, do you think this paper will earn me the Special Contribution Award?"

Snape's eyes lit up immediately.

The Special Contribution Award for the School...If Slytherin gets this, wouldn't it add 100 or 200 points? Wouldn't it be a sure win for seven consecutive championships?

"I'll help you get it done as soon as possible." Snape said decisively.

"Don't be impatient, professor, you..." Tom said something else with a smile. Snape's expression gradually became strange, but he finally nodded.

"Then do as you say."

"Riddle, you're a natural Slytherin."

"Professor, don't think I can't hear you scolding me."

“…”

Tom made a secret Muggle gesture and walked out of Snape's office.

Good things come in pairs, and Tom's luck also improved.

Not only did the paper receive Snape's approval, but the next day, the reply letter from Newt, which he had been waiting for day and night, finally arrived.

Early in the morning, an owl flapped its wings and flew into the hall, delivering the little wizards' letters and newspapers to their masters.

Tom quickly caught the envelope that almost fell into the milk lake. Seeing the signature of Newt Scamander on the envelope, he was overjoyed and opened the letter:

Mr. Tom Riddle:

I'm glad that such a talented student like you has such a great passion for magical creatures. When I received your letter, I happened to rescue a pair of pale banshees. This should be the good luck you brought me.

Magical animals are always so fascinating, and they all have their own characteristics. I don’t think I have ever captured any magical animals, so I can only give you some advice based on my experience.

Unicorns are extremely pure. As men, it is difficult for us to get in touch with them. Please note that you must look into the eyes of unicorns more often. They can tell whether you have any malicious intentions through your eyes. In addition... these are the favorite foods of unicorns. I have a few recipes here.

The instinct of all animals is to evolve to become stronger. If you can find a way to make the unicorn transform, you may be able to gain his following.

Yours faithfully, Newt Scamander

Uncle Newt is indeed a recognized good man (except Grindelwald). Although it was just the first time they communicated, he responded very seriously and even had several sets of recipes suitable for unicorns. His kindness made Tom feel a little embarrassed.

So honest.

Many of the details here are not found in books and are very helpful to him.

He asked why the little unicorn ate his food but didn't eat much each time. It turned out that the little unicorn didn't like it but could still eat it.

Tom immediately placed orders with the Potions Shop and the Magical Creatures Shop in Diagon Alley that day, purchasing the ingredients needed for Newt's recipes.

After sending it over, he felt that his cooking skills were not very good, so he specially asked Daphne's house-elf Pala to help him make it. Pala has now inherited Hannah's true skills, but there is still a long way to go before she can catch up with Hannah's mother, Mrs. Abbott, who is the big boss in the culinary world, and Hannah learned all her skills from her.

Sure enough, the little unicorn ate the food much more happily this time, and when he looked at Tom with his cute big eyes, he seemed a little closer, and the closest distance between the two was now as close as Kunmi.

And it won't take long to break through this limit. Two big unicorns also came. Every time Tom just stared at the little unicorn for a while and then left.

He felt that there was no malicious intent in asking the other party to submit and follow him, so he naturally had a clear conscience.

Soon, the cold winter retreated and the earth was covered with new clothes of spring. The warming weather meant that the Quidditch game was about to begin again.

Snape has been in high spirits recently because Tom's method of extracting materials has been fully verified. As long as the dosage in the recipe is slightly adjusted, a better potion can be brewed.

However, there was one thing that made him even more proud, and that was that he would be the referee for the next Gryffindor Quidditch match.

When the Gryffindor team members heard the news, they were heartbroken, as if something had happened at home.

Hufflepuff was a kind person, and tried hard not to laugh, but the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed. Whenever he met Gryffindor in the corridor, he would turn his head away.

On the day of the game, Dumbledore's appearance made the Gryffindor players feel relieved. When Quirrell saw Dumbledore, he turned around and left without hesitation, and glared at Harry hatefully in an empty corner.

Snape also seemed a little annoyed, but Dumbledore's appearance did not change his mind. He served as a referee to protect Harry's safety, but no one said that he could not charge some interest.

Harry originally looked like James Potter, and after riding on the broom, he reminded Snape of that arrogant figure.

The result of the game was surprising. Harry did not give Snape any chance to mess with him. Just as Snape awarded two magic balls to Hufflepuff, he caught the Golden Snitch under the opponent's nose.

Tom took the magic camera and pressed the shutter frantically: Snape's face was pale, his lips were tightly pursed, and a trace of blood was oozing out.

I must take a picture of Snape with an expression like this and give it to him as a Christmas present later.

After the game, Tom sneaked into the Forbidden Forest as if he was going home to visit his big baby. He and the two old Dengs in the semester space had no good ideas on how to help the unicorn become stronger. Newt didn't mention it in the letter, which meant that he didn't know either.

Tom even wanted to give the strengthening potion to the little unicorn - now he regarded it as a universal tonic, but because of the dragon's heart blood, the little unicorn ran away restlessly after smelling it, with fear in its big eyes.

Tom had to put it away and coax the little unicorn for a long time before it was willing to come closer.

In the blink of an eye, it is the last holiday of this school year - Easter.

Easter is much shorter than the Christmas holiday, only seven days. Most students did not choose to go home, but Daphne still went back because she missed her sister and wanted to see her healthy sister.

The girl was in tears when she left, and only got on the carriage reluctantly after Tom promised to play two-way mirror with her every night.

Tom breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go back to ask Pala to prepare afternoon tea for him when he saw Harry and Ron sneaking into Hagrid's hut, looking so guilty as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were hiding something.

But not long after, Tom saw a sneaky figure chasing after him again.

As expected, the one who always pays the most attention to Potter is Malfoy.

Tom thought about it, and 237 followed.

........

In Hagrid's hut, things were bustling with activity.

The fireplace was literally burning hot in the warm spring weather, and there was a big black egg in the center of the fire.

"It really is a dragon." Ron squatted by the fire and examined it carefully. "It must have cost a fortune, didn't it?"

"I won it," said Hagrid. "I was drinking in the village last night, and this Greek came over. He played cards with me and lost the dragon egg to me. I guess he wants to get rid of it himself. It's a big problem."

Harry looked at the half-giant speechlessly: "Hagrid, if you know this is a big trouble, why did you take it over? It is illegal to privately tame a dragon."

"But this is a living being, how can I give up on it?" Hagrid looked at the dragon egg, tenderness overflowing in his eyes, and he completely put himself into the role of a male mother.

"You don't have enough space here, right?" Ron looked around the cabin. "It only takes a month for the dragon to blow your house apart."

At this moment, Hagrid could no longer listen to what others said. He just waved his hand impatiently: "It's okay, I'll take care of it."

Suddenly, Harry's eyes accidentally swept across the window, and he saw a pair of familiar eyes through the gap. He was so startled that he jumped up from his chair in an instant.

"Malfoy!"

"What?" Ron stood up. "Don't mention spoilers at a time like this."

"Malfoy just saw the dragon eggs while leaning on the window!"

After Harry finished speaking, he jumped to the door, but it was too late. After realizing that he was discovered, Malfoy turned around and ran without hesitation. This was a talent in their family, never putting themselves in danger.

A punch from that hybrid giant could really kill someone.

The joy in Hagrid's heart disappeared without a trace in an instant. Harry and Ron had no choice but to comfort Hagrid and go back to the castle to find a solution.

Just when Hagrid was about to go out for a walk and collect food for the soon-to-be-born Charmander, a playful voice came from the door.

"Look what I found, a dragon egg that came from nowhere, and a gamekeeper who wants to illegally breed dragons?"

Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared at the door, Hagrid's face turned pale and he spoke hoarsely: "Tom Riddle..."

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