Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Finally finding Ravenclaw's crown in a huge hollow tree, Tom raised the shining crown inlaid with gems to his eyes.

You can see the engraving on the bottom, Ravenclaw's motto - Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind.

"Ms. Gray might be pleased..."

After muttering something under his breath, Tom put the crown into the bag and walked towards the troubled person not far away.

"Brutus... those are spider eggs... an evergreen herbaceous plant, not of much value... just a very strange shape..."

"And the mantles piled next to you are raw materials used to make beauty potions..."

Having long forgotten what he had learned, Brutus stood up and shook off the dust on his robes, feeling somewhat sad that he had too many galleons...

"It seems that Abu lied to me. He doesn't have the ability... to guide your homework..."

Tom was used to letting go of the pretense of being a nobleman and nodded obediently. What he said was correct. What Abu taught him...

Somewhat unseemly...

"I have found what I want, but I need to go back to Hogwarts first... There is something there... that is very important to me..."

Brutus quickly thought of the secret chamber and the basilisk, and nodded in understanding. It was time for him to go back, no matter what...

He should stay with his family, even if he sees the worst outcome...

"Okay, I will keep it a secret for you~ The little surprise is the fun between lovers. I still have a lot of information here, do you want me to give it to you~"

"No... no need..."

Tom thought of the burned clothes with a dark face, twitched his mouth and refused without hesitation. He could swear that if he accepted the information...

I really can't help but bury Brutus here...

"After I...have dealt with this, I will go to Malfoy Manor. Maybe I can find some way...to delay Olivia's death..."

Brutus looked at little Tom and suddenly laughed out loud. What else did he have to worry about? Even if his son lost his protection...

You will also live a very happy life, that’s good, isn’t it~

"Okay~ We will all be waiting for you at home..."

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Dumbledore stood in front of the window of the principal's office, looking lonely towards the east with his hands behind his back. In just a few years, his hair had turned gray...

The only one left by his side was his old buddy.

"Fox, if I were braver...if there hadn't been that quarrel...would things be different now..."

"The greatest white wizard? This is really ironic... maybe it's retribution. After all, I once used the Order of Merlin... to remind Tom of the mistakes he made..."

"I am the one who bears the sin, the sin that can never be washed away... He gave me the Elder Wand, and he lost to me on purpose..."

"Because he also knows who has the Resurrection Stone... the young head of the Malfoy family, hehe~ He wants to show off to everyone... just like he used to..."

Fox was so annoyed that he hid his head in his wings. He couldn't stand it any more!

If it could speak human language, it would have to be scolded. It would always talk to itself, which would be annoying to death!

'boom'

Dumbledore looked at the pile of ashes on the shelf in confusion. It was not time yet. What was Fox Nirvana doing?

'knock knock'

After quickly adjusting his emotions, Dumbledore sat back in his chair with a smile. Tom was still so punctual~

"Long time no see...Professor Dumbledore..."

Tom used magic power to dry the moisture on his robe and returned to his hometown. He was not used to the rainy weather every day.

"It's been a long time indeed. I still have your reply to me, from the brief refusal to come back to teach to the final 'get out'... I still keep it all~"

Dumbledore poured two glasses of wine with a smile and looked up and down at the more handsome young man, feeling a little sour in his heart...

His talent is on par with him, and his looks are almost catching up with his youth... Humph, but his prestige is better~

Tom sat down and took a sip of wine. The hot wine dispelled the cold air on his body, "I'm back now...but I don't want to agree to you so easily..."

"Okay, okay, is it because of those people waiting for you in the Hog's Head Bar? Who are they? Cobain, Radofos and the others, but why didn't Nott come?"

"I remember he was the one who admired you the most..."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, shaking his wine glass with a flash of pride in his eyes. He was the one who had received the tip...

"Oh~ you are still so...knowing everything..."

With a expressionless expression, Tom drank all the whiskey in the glass and stared at Dumbledore's crooked nose with a smile.

"There's someone like you in the bar too? Someone with a similar name to yours?"

Touching the tip of his nose in embarrassment, Dumbledore muttered carefully, then changed his posture to get down to business, "A salary of one hundred galleons a month is already the highest reward..."

"In preparation for returning to Hogwarts in mid-August, the professors will all come to school in advance... If Armando knew that you were coming back to be a professor, he would also be very happy!"

"And Slughorn...you don't want to disappoint your Dean either!!"

Still smiling slightly, Tom was not anxious at all, and even counted Dumbledore's wrinkles in a good mood, "Aren't you afraid that I will teach the students some dangerous magic?"

"For example, the Horcrux...I found it in the forbidden book area~ What if other little wizards find that book one day and come to ask me~"

Dumbledore smacked his lips, rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair to relax, "Well, let's put it another way...come here to help take care of the basilisk..."

"Or how about you open the secret room and let me go down and kill the basilisk?"

Tom curled his lips vaguely. Old Bee would only threaten him with the basilisk thing, but he was indeed here to be a professor this time...

After all, I have to stay here and open the real secret room...

"After so many years, you are really becoming more and more abnormal...Is it because you beat the German guy? Are you too happy or too disappointed..."

Wanting to lose his temper, Dumbledore ground his molars and said, "I'll take it as your consent! Remember not to be late... otherwise... I will go to Malfoy Manor as a guest..."

"Abraxas will not be rude, you can't refuse me as the principal~"

"........."

With a cold snort, Tom glanced at the Sorting Hat that was snoring. He remembered that it was the hat worn by Gryffindor...

"Where's Gryffindor's sword?"

Dumbledore followed Tom's gaze and nodded generously, "Yes, only a true Gryffindor can pull it out..."

"It seems you have never seen it in your life..."

After Tom finished speaking, he stood up and looked at Dumbledore, who looked very unhappy, with a smile. This time, he won the verbal battle again~

I'm so mad at you old bee!