Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"That guy is not only ugly! He also has a very bad temper. It's terrible to be liked by him! You know, that idiot Barrow!"

"After he found me, I completely forgot about my mother's instructions! You have to ask me why I rejected his advances! The result! Because of the quarrel, he became so anxious that he stabbed me to death with a dagger!!"

"Barrow...Barrow...I will never forgive him!!!!"

Tom moved to the side calmly. He didn't want to participate in the love and hatred between ghosts...

The surrounding temperature was dropping too fast now, and he wanted to use a warming spell...

"...What you want is hidden in the country of the eagle...The raven will guide you forward..."

Ms. Gray didn't wait for comfort. She arrogantly turned her head to the side, said something to herself and then floated away through the wall. What did she expect? With her shiny platinum head, she had already booked this little guy.

It's such a pity that I can't talk to Salazar about this...

Tom shook his robe and made up his mind to cherish his face for the rest of his life. Ms. Gray's disgusted expression just now was too obvious.

He was distracted for a moment, and all he could think about was 'ugly'. He was so lucky to have that Muggle's appearance...

While lamenting his luck, while thinking about where the crown was hidden, Tom couldn't help but sympathize with Barrow...

Maybe the reason for the quarrel was appearance? However, the resident ghost of their college is not ugly at all. At most, he looks very oppressive...

After returning to his dormitory with random thoughts, Tom sat on the sofa and continued to speculate, "The country of the eagle... that is Albania. What does it mean to follow the guidance of the raven..."

"Haha...it seems like a lot of time will be wasted..."

Thinking of his future journey, Tom suddenly wanted to make a few Horcruxes to help run errands. Slytherin's wand was in North America.

Ravenclaw's diadem is in Albania, it's not certain which forest it is in...

Plus the locket my mother sold before...

"Haha~ I'm just missing a Hufflepuff gold cup. I don't know if Ian and the others want it..."

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Without the half-giant half-breed blocking his way, Tom didn't have to look at the path while walking in the corridor of the cellar, but the maze-like cellar was still a bit annoying.

The tips of Tom's ears moved and he followed the rustling sound to a corner.

"Sabrina...the boss is not interested in you. As long as you agree to our marriage contract, you will not suffer this kind of sin. Why are you disobedient~"

The pale-faced witch was imprisoned by the spell and stared at Nott with resentment in her eyes, "Hey, listen to you? Who do you think you are?"

"Nott, do you still think that your family can bring you shelter? You are simply stupid. In less than ten years, your family will be completely removed from the 28 Sacred Clan..."

"Sting and swelling..."

Nott grinned as he admired his masterpiece. Recently, his family had been squeezed out by other nobles. Not only did he not know, but what did it matter~

"Tsk, tsk, tsk~ Look at how you look now, it seems like there's something missing..."

Nott turned his wrist and cast another Pimple Curse on his swollen face. He used the tip of his staff to poke the side of the little witch's face covered with pustules. "A person loses everything only when he dies. As long as I am still alive, my family will be destroyed." What does it matter~"

"At least they can't do anything now, including your father..."