Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Smith? He seemed to have heard from Coban that this witch claimed to be a descendant of Hufflepuff...

Maybe this is true...

With the magic flowing to his eyes, Tom hid in the shadows and carefully looked at Hepzibah Smith, his eyes firmly fixed on the necklace at the back of the other's neck.

"Is that...a locket..."

Tom was not sure. When he was checking Ogden's memory, he had seen Marvolo showing that thing... It seemed that he wanted to find a way to have a good relationship with the old lady...

Subconsciously touching his face, Tom felt a little sad. Maybe the old lady... wouldn't take a fancy to his face... If so, he would really sincerely thank Merlin!

Struggled inwardly, Tom gritted his teeth, straightened his robe, adjusted the expression on his face, and walked quickly to Bojinbok's store.

"Good day... Mr. Bock... and this beautiful lady..."

His perfect etiquette and impeccable face quickly attracted Hepzibah's attention, and his cheeks painted with bright red rouge became even more delicate.

He smiled and looked at the exceptionally handsome young man, "What a handsome young man~ Boke... This is the first time I have seen such a person in your place~"

Caractacus twitched the corner of his mouth and tugged at his thick long hair. The big patron couldn't look down on others like this!

Isn't he handsome? !

"Hehe...hehe...yes, yes, are you here..."

Tom smiled faintly and lowered his head slightly in embarrassment, "Sorry sir, I just wanted to ask if we need a clerk here?"

"Oh?" Caractacus raised his eyebrows in surprise, wanting to refuse directly. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the appreciative look on the patron's face. He turned his eyes and raised the corners of his lips, "Of course~ you can enter intact. This is a good proof of your ability..."

Tom was uncomfortable with the undisguised gaze, and his back felt chilly. He resisted the urge to take out his wand, and raised his head with a reserved smile, "Thank you very much, Mr. Bock, for giving me this opportunity...Then I..."

"It was amazing!"

Hepzibah was so surprised that she directly interrupted Tom's next words and squeezed the handkerchief embarrassedly, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was rude..."

The corners of the eyes of the remaining two people twitched at the same time, and they looked away in a tacit understanding. Tom chuckled and shook his head, "Sir, I am Tom... Tom Riddle... I will come again this time next year. ..”

When he left, he felt somewhat like he was running away. Tom returned to the Leaky Cauldron and rubbed his arms fiercely.

This was simply more frightening than the Death Curse. That kind of gaze was so terrifying that he even had the illusion of being stripped naked by someone's eyes.

"Maybe I should just use the Imperius Curse to control that lady... haha..."

With a feeling of powerlessness in his heart, Tom felt for the first time that it was really difficult to be a good person...but Professor Dumbledore was right.

It's not a violation if you don't get caught.

You have to find a suitable opportunity to get back what belongs to you...

"Damned etiquette!"

Tom thought that when he met the lady in the future, he would definitely kiss her hand as a gift, and the goosebumps that subsided appeared again.

He, he...can he not want the locket? !

Is this what it feels like to be seen as raped? !

"If anyone dares to look at Abu like that in the future...I will definitely kill that person!"

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(I want to move!! This house... is so damn lively!)