Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Dumbledore shook his head helplessly when he heard this, and sighed melancholy, "...I no longer have this qualification..."

"I think so too."

Tom nodded with certainty. He was a good student and a prefect, so how could he lie? He will never forgive Professor Dumbledore in his life!

He won't do anything crazy, but to be honest, it can't be his fault!

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore muttered something about a brat, cleared his throat and adjusted his mood, "Maybe you have heard some news..."

"I'm going to leave here for a while, before things end..."

Dumbledore paused for a moment, rolled his eyes, and looked at Tom cheerfully, "Don't cause any trouble to Principal Armando, especially on the second floor~"

'Old Bee..'

Tom replied in Parseltongue, turned around and saw Professor Dumbledore's strange expression, and felt a little guilty for no reason.

This...should the professor be able to understand it? No one told him about this! Don’t you only know the language of mermaids?

"Tom... Dumbledore means bumblebee in Old English, which is different from a bee... Remember what I said?"

"When I was young, I thought that my talent should not be buried. Parseltongue... Even if I can't speak it, I can still guess some of it if I study it carefully and listen to it repeatedly..."

Tom's face was extremely dark. Did the professor directly admit that he had sought out Ogden? Why is that captain so miserable?

How many people have looked through their brains...

"Professor, if I remember correctly, you will probably be imprisoned in Azkaban for this kind of behavior..."

Dumbledore still smiled kindly, stretched out his hand to push up his glasses, "It's not a violation if you don't get caught, right~"

"Okay, it's time for me to go back to the office, but~ Tom...are you really not considering becoming a Professor of Transfiguration in the future?"

Tom said nothing and lay down on the grass again, closing his eyes in silent protest. The transfiguration spell was easily ignored by the wizard.

But he discovered the magical effect of transformation in combat very early on. As for why he pays attention to transformation...

Haha! Who doesn’t have a ‘stain’ that they want to forget?

"Superimposed transformation...it's really good to be a professor..."

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Erin ran to the abandoned classroom where the potion was secretly made, and frantically pushed the cauldron and materials on the table to the ground.

Grandfather's health is completely broken... Every breath he takes now is torture...

If she hadn't been a witch, if she hadn't been talented enough, Prince's fate wouldn't be what it is now. What's the use of wealth, and what's the use of heritage.

All this in her hands is a complete waste of resources.

"I don't want this... I don't want to be alone..."

Erin stood blankly in the mess, her right hand holding the wand couldn't stop trembling, and she slowly pointed it at her temple.

She is a coward. It is better to bear all this soberly than to erase all pain...

"Once you forget...it's all in vain..."

The dark eyes became dim. Irene tidied the classroom in disgust, took out a set of high-stepping stones from her pocket and placed it on the table.

"In the Muggle world... maybe I can find the most perfect love there~ Ha, compared to marrying a Muggle, those shameless aristocrats are more disgusting~"

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Tom met the Prince's witch again, leaning against the wall with a cold face, "Sister Prince...you just..."