Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil

The night was already deep.

Although there were no windows nearby, a cold draft hung in the corridor.

Li Weide and Tom huddled, pulling their robes tighter, and followed Dumbledore towards the Headmaster's office.

"Did he believe it?" Tom suddenly asked.

"Probably not, Tom," Dumbledore replied from ahead.

Dumbledore was very satisfied with Tom's attitude towards Grindelwald just now.

This child was obviously dissatisfied with that old fellow, so the possibility of him being bewitched by that old fellow would not be too high.

Moreover, he had also used Legilimency to check, and Tom was not lying, he really hated Grindelwald.

And what made Dumbledore most gratified was Tom's current resistance to dark magic, and his understanding of the magic of love!

He actually chose to hand over the Slytherin's legacy to the school! Instead of studying it himself!

This child…after all, he can be saved! And all this is thanks to Li Weide, whom he trusts the most!

… …

"Then what should we do?" At this time, Tom, unaware of Dumbledore's thoughts, was worrying.

Grindelwald would probably be very interested in Slytherin's legacy.

As for Tom, even if he was now somewhat resistant to this legacy, he was unwilling to let Grindelwald find a way to take it away.

In Tom's heart, the ancestor Slytherin was far less annoying than Grindelwald.

After all, his ancestor had never pointed a wand at his neck.

"Don't worry, Tom, as long as he's still playing the game of following the rules with us, he won't be able to take your things," Dumbledore said calmly.

"My…things?" Tom savored these words, seeming to understand something.

"As long as those things don't belong to the school, then he has no reason to touch your things."

While Tom was suddenly enlightened, Li Weide took out his wand and conjured a small ball of crimson flame, and the cold corridor suddenly became warmer.

Dumbledore looked back and his eyelids jumped, and with a wave of his hand, the flame in Li Weide's hand was extinguished.

Li Weide raised his head and looked at Dumbledore expectantly, "I can control it."

"I know…but don't use this in school. I'll teach you Fiendfyre later, that's enough…" Dumbledore said helplessly.

Tom looked at the two of them suspiciously, "Weide, that fire you just used for warmth…why does it look so much like Fiendfyre?"

"You're mistaken, Tom. How could a good student like me, who abides by the rules, use such evil magic?" Li Weide denied.

"Are you taking me for a fool!" Tom jumped up.

Then came a burst of sadness. He used dark magic carefully before, for fear of being discovered.

And this guy, even if he releases Fiendfyre in front of Dumbledore to keep warm, Dumbledore doesn't even react much!

Instead, he offered to teach him Fiendfyre as a condition for him not to use it in school!

This is not magic at all!

"You are indeed mistaken, Tom," Dumbledore said.

Tom nodded while clapping his hands, "Okay, okay…whatever, I don't really care anyway…"

"Tom, don't be anxious! I can still teach you when we get back, right?"

"Really?"

"Tonight, you are a great hero of Hogwarts. How could the professor treat you badly!" Li Weide said happily.

"Okay…teach together, teach together…but can you promise me, don't cause any more trouble?" Dumbledore only felt a little tired.

For the first time, he had doubts about the judgment of that old hat.

… …

"Come in."

The old voice of the headmaster came from the Headmaster's office.

Headmaster Dippet hadn't slept yet.

When Dumbledore pushed the door open and walked in, Headmaster Dippet was dressed neatly and was writing furiously at his desk.

Dumbledore looked at Headmaster Dippet in surprise, "Armando, this is the first time I've seen you working seriously."

After seeing them, Headmaster Dippet quietly put away the things on the table.

"Perhaps your memory is failing, Albus. Before you joined Hogwarts, I was always handling school affairs myself. So…did these two little fellows do something wrong?" Headmaster Dippet looked at Li Weide and Tom.

"You two tell the headmaster," Dumbledore said, walking to a cabinet next to him and taking out candy and drinks with ease.

"When did you hide these things in my office…forget it, you two," Headmaster Dippet looked at the two second-year students in front of him. "What exactly happened?"

Under normal circumstances, Dumbledore could solve it himself, and he wouldn't come to him here.

But now, Dumbledore personally brought these two little fellows to him, which shows that this matter is not simple.

"Then tell me quickly, I want to see what kind of great achievement can make Albus bring you here in person."

"Then…if I say it, you can't deduct our points, okay?" Tom said cautiously.

"Ha! You two little fellows are really interesting! Speak, I won't deduct your points, of course, if it's really a remarkable achievement, what's the problem with giving you some extra points?"

At this time, the snoring that had been rising and falling from the portraits of the past headmasters on the wall suddenly stopped.

All the oil paintings of the past headmasters were pretending to be asleep and quietly eavesdropping.

So, the two of them told the story of what happened tonight in detail.

Of course, the original intention of going to the restricted area was also changed by the two of them to wanting to come out for some fresh air…

Although it was a bit unreasonable, it was no longer important.

Slytherin's trial, and Slytherin's study, these things were enough to completely divert Headmaster Dippet's attention.

Especially when Li Weide finally took out that Slytherin manuscript and told him that a mysterious creature was sleeping in Hogwarts, waiting to cleanse the campus one day.

"How could he do this!" Headmaster Dippet said in surprise.

He only felt unbelievable that Slytherin, one of the four founders, had actually left a mysterious creature in the school, intending to harm the students in the castle!

However, there were also many manuscripts left by Slytherin in the restricted area, so Headmaster Dippet could easily recognize that it was indeed Slytherin's handwriting.

While Headmaster Dippet was surprised, the portraits of past headmasters on the wall also broke away from their pretended sleep and began to discuss noisily.

"I've said it long ago! Muggle-born students shouldn't be allowed to enroll! This is ruining the reputation of Hogwarts! I fully support Slytherin on this point! Only purebloods are…"

"Shut up! Phineas!"

"What? Do you want to fight? Dexter?"

"Let's fight then!"

Then a headmaster in the portrait frame next to him rushed into Phineas's portrait frame, and the two then wrestled together…

"Stop it! Stop making noise!" A dignified female headmaster stopped them.

The two who had put down their weapons were quickly pulled apart by other headmasters.

"Thank you, Delilah. And everyone, please be quiet," Headmaster Dippet said to the portraits on the wall.

Except for Phineas, who was still humming and hawing, the other headmasters didn't say anything more.

Headmaster Dippet looked at Dumbledore, "Albus, what do you think?"

Dumbledore put down his cup. "First, Grindelwald mustn't know. Second… we should go to that place and take a good look, then find out where that creature is. Finally, we need to find a way to eliminate this threat. We can't allow a threat to exist in the school all the time."

"Well… let's do that then." Headmaster Dippet smiled at Levid and Tom. "It seems you two have indeed done a good deed tonight. However, you've also broken many school rules. Moreover, giving you too many points rashly might arouse Grindelwald's suspicion, after all, he has met you before, so… how about no points added and no points deducted?"

"No problem, Headmaster!"

"Good, then let's go."

…

When Levid and Tom led the two old men, starting from the trial challenges again, and finally reached the front of the study, four knight puppets appeared!

It seems that this passage can identify how many people are participating in the trial and then dispatch the corresponding number of combat puppets.

The newest and fastest novel is first released here!

After Levid specifically told him, Headmaster Dippet didn't smash the heads of these four knight puppets.

Then Levid happily picked up the four complete cores.

Headmaster Dippet and Dumbledore didn't stop him either. After checking these cores, they let Levid take them.

Consider it a small compensation for not being able to give them points.

When the four entered the final small room, the black door had already closed again.

That is to say, if you want to open it, you still have to use the Cruciatus Curse…

Just as Tom felt a shiver, Headmaster Dippet simply looked at the door and then performed a series of operations that Levid and Tom couldn't understand, and the door was successfully opened.

"Headmaster Dippet has unlocked the magic on it. This way, we won't need to use the Cruciatus Curse to enter from here again in the future," Dumbledore explained from the side.

"Wow! Such powerful magic, did the Headmaster unlock it so easily? Amazing!" Levid said in surprise.

"Of course! Although I'm old now and can't wave my wand as much, my knowledge hasn't faded with age like my physical strength," Headmaster Dippet said happily.

Obviously, Levid's casual compliment made him very happy.

Isn't it said that the personality of old men is actually similar to that of children?

After the door opened, the four officially entered Slytherin's study.

After that, after finding out that the exit was at the entrance of the Slytherin common room, Levid and Tom were sent back to sleep.

Dumbledore and Headmaster Dippet then began to browse through the books in Slytherin's study.

Late at night, Tom tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Finally, he sat up and looked at Levid on the bed next to him.

At this time, Levid was holding a scroll given by Dumbledore and reading it with great interest, with his wand lit.

"I just thought of a question," Tom asked with a whispering charm so as not to wake the others in the dormitory.

"What question?" Levid asked casually.

"That method Headmaster Dippet used to unlock the door's magic, do you know it?" Tom asked.

"Which magic?"

"The magic that unlocks the door that can only be opened with the Cruciatus Curse!"

"Oh, that one, I don't know it. But… I have other ways to unlock it," Levid said casually.

As long as Ancient Magic is blessed with the Ultimate Curse, Levid is still confident that he can unlock it.

Then, Levid felt a strong resentment coming from the side, like that of an old ghost who had been wronged for ten years.

"So… you could actually unlock it… but you still used the Cruciatus Curse on me!" Tom said gloomily.

"Can you blame me for that?" Levid closed the scroll. "Didn't I say at the time, let you use the Cruciatus Curse on me?"

"Yes…"

"But you weren't willing and insisted on bearing it yourself! No matter what I said, you wouldn't listen, right?"

"Well… it seems so…"

"That's right! You asked me so sincerely, how could I, as your good friend, refuse your request?"

"But, you can unlock that magic, I wouldn't have had to suffer a Cruciatus Curse, why couldn't you tell me earlier?"

"Tom! To fulfill your request, I took the risk of having my soul tainted by dark magic and resolutely used the Cruciatus Curse! You're actually saying that to me now, it's really disheartening! I don't want to talk to you anymore." After Levid finished speaking, he threw the scroll in his hand over and lay down, pulling up the quilt.

"Revenge! This is your revenge for me almost giving you an Exploding Charm!"

Tom glared at Levid, gnashing his teeth, wanting to fight, but he knew he couldn't win…

Seeing that Levid still didn't respond to him, Tom had no choice but to endure his anger, picked up the scroll that Levid had just thrown over, and lit the Lumos charm to read it.

"Fiendfyre!? When did Dumbledore give you this? How come I don't know?"

But Levid seemed to be dead asleep and didn't say anything more.

Well, at least there's Fiendfyre to learn!

It's not a complete loss… right?

…

Early the next morning, Levid and Tom went to the headmaster's office together, then took the bones of Nott Gunt, which were left in the headmaster's office last night, and walked into the Forbidden Forest.

Because this time it was specially permitted by Headmaster Dippet, they didn't have to be sneaky.

After walking for a while, Levid stopped on a small hill.

Although it was in the Forbidden Forest, this small hill could see Hogwarts Castle in the distance.

"Let's do it here, the feng shui here is good," Levid said, pretending to pinch his fingers.

"Feng shui? What's that?"

"Don't ask too much about Eastern magic," Levid said, picking up his wand and starting to move the soil on the ground to dig a grave.

Tom looked up at Hogwarts in the distance and also felt that this place was good, so he didn't say anything more and started to join the ranks of digging the grave.

After a while, a beautiful grave mound appeared on that small hillside.

Moreover, a stone tombstone was erected on the grave mound, which Tom had cut from the side with the Sectumsempra curse.

"What should the epitaph say?" Tom asked.

"This is your ancestor, it's up to you to write it," Levid said.

Tom stroked his chin and frowned for a while before carving a line of words on the blank space behind the tombstone with the Severing Charm.

【Here lies the most innocent and kindest Gaunt in the world.】