HP heartthrob at St. Mungo's

"Okay, Professor" Tom Riddle showed off his disguise again and became extraordinarily humble and polite. The resentment in his eyes was also hidden, and he turned around and sat on the chair. Although he was wearing the same black wizard robe as others, his temperament was extraordinary, and only Abraxas could match it.

He was shining quietly among that group of children, and even the old principal couldn't help but take a few more glances, and spontaneously thought that he was a good child.

Of course, what was not unexpected was that Riddle also successfully entered Slytherin House. He walked to the table and sat across from Abraxas by chance or purpose. However, compared to the bustle opposite, his place was much deserted, and no one knew his last name.

Not to mention those Slytherin people who would take the initiative to care for a new student who may not be of use value.

Then he saw that under Tom Riddle's silent gaze, the napkin beside Abraxas' hand burned inexplicably, burning his fingers. "Ouch..."

Abraxas quickly retracted his hand and put it to his mouth. As well as his quick reaction, it was just a little red and there might be blisters soon. But after all his injuries, someone dared to frame him, which made him feel even more Annoyed.

This time, Riddle failed to control his magic power, so Abraxas quickly targeted him. He even stood up and said, "Did you do it right?!"

"Do you have evidence?" Although Riddle was also surprised that he was stupid this time and didn't hide it more perfectly. However, she still had the ability to tell lies with her eyes open. She met his eyes openly, as if it was really not his fault.

Riddle's affirmation and determination confuses Abraxas. The necessary condition for casting a spell is to concentrate and keep staring at the object being cast. He can ensure that the black-haired abstraction opposite him is always there. Staring at himself, but he didn't have any reason or evidence.

Seeing him speaking so confidently now, Abraxas still felt that he would take a closer look, but that didn't mean he wouldn't come back with revenge. Even if it wasn't him, his attitude would make it impossible for him to stand down. It's not that I won't retaliate, it's just that the time hasn't come yet, so I'm waiting to see how he teaches me a lesson.

In this way, Riddle became unknowingly at odds with Abraxas Malfoy, and his revenge came so quickly, starting that night.

After introducing the newly hired therapists in the medical wing, the Hogwarts dinner started. Lin Na almost burst into tears while eating the long-lost roast chicken legs. Professor Dumbledore on the side was kind enough to give her his portion on the plate, which made her feel that he was a good person even more.

Although this move made Riddle, who was sitting at the long table, snort coldly, wouldn't his roasted rabbit legs taste good? Although he has never experienced those table manners, he is a good learner. After just a short period of observation, he can arm himself with the etiquette he has cultivated since childhood.

After seeing how elegant and standard his etiquette was, someone was finally willing to talk to him. After all, the guy who dared to offend Malfoy like this, if he wasn't a madman, must be someone with an extraordinary family background. There are always people willing to take the plunge...

After the dinner, when the prefect organized everyone to go back to the dormitory, only Riddle silently disappeared into the crowd while taking advantage of the chaos. He already knew the secret code to pass the customs. He wanted to find Selena before the curfew and ask her questions as much as possible. , why she "betrayed" herself.

In a deserted corner, Del quietly opened his pocket, and there were several of his little pets curled up inside. He skillfully commanded the little snakes in Parseltongue, "Find her for me! Speed..."

However, before Riddle could walk out of the dark corner, he was surrounded by several tall students. Although Riddle didn't know them, he keenly guessed that it was probably the person the golden retriever was looking for.

"Get out of the way!" His calm eyes couldn't stir up any trouble. The innate aura of a superior made the third-year student opposite him even feel a strong sense of oppression. It was so strange, even though he was just As a little kid in first grade, they always feel like they are being stared at by their elders.

But under Malfoy's orders, of course they couldn't just leave without doing anything. In the end, they would be the ones who had to bear the consequences.

"Do you know who you provoked?" The person who spoke reached out and pinched Riddle's thin shoulder hard, but before he put it down for a second, he felt a pinprick-like pain in his palm. "Ouch! What are you doing here?!"

"Get away!" Riddle's eyes were flashing bloodthirsty red light in the darkness. He was not scared!

"You brat, let's see how I teach you a lesson... Use your front teeth with a big stick! Fall unconscious!" Another accomplice seemed to be intimidated by Riddle, and he used all the curses he knew without hesitation.

No matter how powerful Riddle's magic power was and how quick his reflexes were to face three third-year students, he still unfortunately fell under the curse. However, the three people on the opposite side may not have benefited from him. One guy's head swelled into a pig's head, another guy couldn't move his arms, and another one fell into a coma.

Riddle also had some blood on his arm. In fact, he could use his wand to heal this minor injury after following Selena every day. But this seemed like a good opportunity. Isn't she a new therapist? In that medical wing.

So Riddle and the others were soon discovered by old Filch. At least he was much younger now, and he was very excited to discover this heroic first grader and three unlucky third graders. What excites him most is that another person can participate in his after-school service! I'm looking forward to his whip!

Unfortunately, Riddle was saved by Professor Dumbledore who came over. I was bullied in the first grade on my first night at school. This matter is neither a big deal nor a small matter. The three third-year students were severely punished, with 50 points deducted from each of their colleges.

Because it was self-defense, nothing happened to Riddle, but Lin Na was a little miserable. She had to face what she least wanted to face so soon: "Why are you injured again?!"

Before she even reported to the medical facility, she met Professor Dumbledore and the Little Devil in her dormitory. Did she have to say goodbye to Merlin?

(Thanks again to Eliza Grindelwald, Babyyo, Xiuyu HyunA, Ge Huangpai Vinegar Jar, Motaliti, Xiaoyue 521 babies for sending me props and rewards)