Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

In desperation, the students could only review on their own. As for the final exam, it was no longer important because Dumbledore promised that no student would fail.

A week later, Tom wrote down the experimental data of feeding the unicorn with the Patronus Charm, and also wrote down some of his feelings about signing the contract with the unicorn in the letter.

After the first communication, Tom obtained the unique magic mark of the Scamander family. After that, as long as the mark was attached to the letter, it could be sent directly to Scamander via owl, saving the step of bothering Dumbledore.

Although he believed in Lao Deng's character, letters were private matters after all, so it was more comfortable to send them directly.

It is necessary to establish a good relationship with Newt. There are still nine trials left, and Tom will most likely ask Newt for help.

Snape kept his promise and sent over his improved formula and several potions he brewed himself. Tom came and tried to make two, drank his own potion, and tested the efficacy of the potion with Snape's potion and Dabao and Erbao.

The gap is about 20%. As a potion master valued by both Voldemort and Dumbledore, Tom felt that he had done every step perfectly, but the quality was not as good as Snape's.

Since Snape's potions were of better quality, he could just use them.

There's no need to waste time on this, as the final exam is about to begin.

Chapter 102: Final exam, whoever uses magic today is a grandson!

The school was closed a week before the exam and entered the review stage.

Even Tom needs to review.

The exam not only includes practical operation, but also a large number of written tests.

This is just like a high school student doing elementary school exercises. It’s not enough to just have the correct answer, you also have to solve the problem according to the steps and ideas required by the teacher.

This put Tom in a difficult position. He had never really cared about this, so he had to turn to Hermione for help.

Hermione had the rare opportunity to become Tom's teacher. The little witch was in high spirits and would drag Tom along every day to experience the thrill of being a teacher.

He couldn't bear the suffering alone, so Tom called Daphne over, and the masks of torture were put on both of their faces. Daphne was angry with Tom more times this week than in the entire semester before.

The atmosphere in the castle gradually became tense. Several students had already developed hysterics and were sent to the school infirmary. Madam Pomfrey gave them a large bottle of sedative to calm them down.

Most of these students were from the fifth and seventh grades, who were about to take the two important exams, OWLs and NEWTs respectively. Students from other grades were fine, but even so, the library was packed with people. One could even hear students walking quickly in the corridor while silently reciting spells.

On the last day before the exam, Tom received a reply from Newt.

The old man's joy was evident in the letter. He was happy that Tom had tamed the unicorn and was also pleased with his discovery. He also invited Tom to New York so that they could have an in-depth face-to-face communication.

If necessary, he can provide round-trip air tickets.

Tom thought about it and didn't reply to Newt immediately because he was not sure whether he had time to go to New York, nor did he know whether it was necessary.

It won’t be too late to make a decision after the third trial is completed and the content of the new trial is seen.

After putting the letter away, Tom finished his breakfast in a few bites and continued to review the exam content.

The next day, the exam began.

The first-grade exam content is actually not that difficult, but the answers to many questions are very complicated and... have no nutritional value.

It had been a long time since Tom had written so much by hand. Usually, he used magic to control the quill pen, and his hands were sore after the exam.

It was much easier when it came to the actual operation part. Professor McGonagall's test content was to transform a mouse into a snuff bottle, which already involved the difficulty of transforming living things. However, turning a living thing into a dead thing was the lowest level of difficulty.

Going further up, it is to give life to inanimate objects and turn them into living things, and even more difficult is to convert between living things.

Tom completed the test successfully. Although Professor McGonagall had a blank expression on her face, Tom still saw the corners of her mouth slightly upturned before she left.

Professor Flitwick's test was even simpler; all he had to do was control a pear and tap dance across a desk.

Tom used a cherry as a basketball, and Pear dribbled the ball while singing and dancing around the table, and finally did a handsome iron mountain leaning.

Professor Flitwick's eyebrows flew up with joy.

"That looks really interesting. What's that, Mr. Riddle?"

"Oh, this is basketball, which is very popular in the Muggle world. There are many people who can play basketball, but it is rare to find someone who can play basketball, sing and dance as well."

"It's a powerful spell. I can announce your results now."

"No, no, I'm not the awesome one, it's Brother Kun."

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In the Potions exam, Snape chose the most difficult forgetfulness potion that the first graders had learned. The Ne'vi were all confused. He felt like he had drunk the forgetfulness potion and could not remember anything except the name of the potion.

Under Snape's gaze, Neville trembled and put the potion in carelessly.

Snape sneered. If he could brew a potion of forgetfulness, he would eat Flobberworms upside down. Then he ignored Neville and concentrated on putting pressure on Harry.

Tom finished half an hour early, and Snape pointed to the door and told him to go out without even looking at him.

Finally, when the last History of Magic paper was handed in, the students cheered excitedly. They could have free time for a whole week until the exam results were announced, and then enjoy the final school year dinner and start a two and a half month vacation.

Tom, Hermione and Daphne followed the crowd out of the castle and enjoyed the bright sunshine. They took a few quick steps and came to a good spot by the Black Lake. Tom conjured a tablecloth (dabh) and then waved his hand. The celebratory lunch that Pala had prepared long ago appeared on the tablecloth.

"I think I misremembered the wizard who conjured a bison to scare Muggles in 1675."

"Lee Beisgaard."

"Oh no, I really misremembered it."

After Tom replied this, he stopped paying attention to the anxious Hermione. Although Hermione's personality has changed a lot now, the fact that she cares about grades has not changed.

Which kind person would check the answers again after taking the exam? That would only make things difficult for himself.

Daphne ignored her and looked curiously at the giant squid attached to the water. The squid's tentacles extended to the shore, not far from them.

"Tom, do you think these squid tentacles are edible?" Daphne suddenly had an idea.

"Um... I don't know yet. We can try it someday. Let Zabini and Rozier test the poison first. If there's no problem, we can eat it."

"What a great idea! I heard that squid tentacles can regenerate over and over again. If we can eat them, we'll have an unlimited supply of food in the future."

Hermione, who was still thinking about the exam, was also speechless by these two foodies. She picked up the soup and took a sip with a mixture of anger and laughter, and her attention was also diverted.

Tom and Daphne then smiled at each other.

The two of them have already cooperated very well in how to get Hermione to stop being so stubborn.

After enjoying a leisurely afternoon of sunshine, the three of them walked back to the castle around four o'clock. An owl flapped its wings and flew across the blue sky. Tom looked up and saw the owl flew into the principal's office. He smiled and looked in the direction of Hagrid's cabin. Harry and Ron had just sneaked in.

In the Slytherin common room, the students were celebrating when Tom returned.

In everyone's opinion, it was almost a foregone conclusion that Slytherin would continue to win the House Cup this year.

Slytherin now has 500 points. No matter whether Gryffindor or Ravenclaw wins the championship and gets extra points, it will not threaten their championship position.

Seven consecutive championships is an unprecedented achievement in the school's history. The seventh-grade students who have just completed the NEWTs exams are all smiling. They have had a perfect student life and have achieved the best results every year.

When they saw Tom and Daphne appear, many people brought snacks and invited them to enjoy them together.

In fact, there are many people in Slytherin who dislike Tom. Bloodline discrimination cannot be made up for by a few battles, but no one dares to show their disapproval.

This is the cleverness of Slytherin. You can despise them, but it is stupid to jump out and make trouble when you know you can't afford to provoke them.

People as simple as Malfoy are actually a minority.

Tom did not refuse everyone's kindness. He took some candies and snacks and listened to the senior students talking about their gossip, such as a girl in the school entering the transfer period again.

At the same time, students wandering around the campus were surprised to find a person who had disappeared for more than a month.

"Professor Quirrell?"

Quirrell smiled and nodded at the astonished students. "I left in such a hurry that I didn't move many of my things. I'm here to take what belongs to me and make room for the next Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

After hearing his explanation, no one doubted it.

By dinner time, all the students in the corridor rushed to the auditorium. Quirrell also pushed open the door of his office, came to the corridor on the fourth floor, opened the door of the room with the unlocking spell, and walked in.

Later, three people appeared here in a sneaky manner.

"Harry, are we really going in?" Neville swallowed nervously. "Let's not talk about whether we can be Snape's opponent. We can't deal with the three-headed dog at the door."

"Believe me, I have already mastered the method to restrain the three-headed dog. It was Hagrid who taught me. This level depends on you, Neville."

"I'll try." Neville nodded with difficulty.

When Tom pushed the door open and saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned for a few seconds.

Neville was singing a tuneless song in a hoarse voice, while the three-headed dog was snoring beside him, with an open trapdoor next to its huge head.

"Neville, what are you doing?" Tom asked doubtfully. "The three-headed dog isn't awake yet, so there's no point singing. Even if you're afraid he'll wake up suddenly, can't you just sing when the time comes?"

The singing stopped abruptly, Neville was struck by lightning, with a look of despair on his face.

He didn't even think of such a simple method, and just sat here singing foolishly, waiting for Harry and Ron to come back?

Yes, Harry and Ron!

Neville quickly walked to Tom and explained the situation with gestures and words.

Tom nodded, "I see what you mean. So Snape went to steal the Philosopher's Stone and Harry and Weasley went to stop him, right?"

Neville nodded frantically.

"Then go find the professor and come over. I'll be in charge of the three-headed dog here and make sure he doesn't wake up."

Although Tom was a Slytherin, Neville had a good impression of him because of the wand incident and never considered whether Tom was in cahoots with Snape.

Besides, he still remembered vividly the scene when Tom used a spell to beat the three-headed dog so hard that it couldn't lift its head. Compared with him, he was indeed more suitable to be an errand boy.

So Neville ran out without hesitation to ask the professor for help.

But he forgot a very crucial question... Harry learned how to deal with the three-headed dog from Hagrid, so what about Tom?

Only Tom and the three-headed dog were left in the room.

Tom stepped forward.

Snapped!

He slapped the three-headed dog on the middle head, and then observed the changes in the third palace in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The results were unchanged.

Then Tom punched and kicked the three-headed dog again, but the palace still didn't respond. He gave up and sighed.

Sure enough, it’s not possible to be lazy?