Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

A ray of red light hit Nott's back, and Tom's face turned terrifyingly gloomy, as if he hadn't been able to make too much noise in Hogwarts.

He will definitely kill this lunatic directly and make trouble for him every day!

If you are sick, go to a therapist! When will Nott realize that this is Hogwarts! Not psychiatry at St. Mungo's!

"Drilling out the bones..."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Tom added another Cruciatus Curse expressionlessly. He caught a glimpse of Nott's shining eyes and an expression of pain and joy, and looked away in disgust.

After treating Selwyn, Tom raised his chin and signaled the little witch to go first.

Selwyn didn't leave. He pulled out his wand and fired the Cruciatus Curse. He raised his foot and stepped on Nott's abdomen, crushing him hard and knocking him unconscious. He also modified the other person's memory.

"Prefect Riddle...please come with me..."

Tom raised his eyebrows. She looked like a gentle witch, but the strength under her feet was not merciful at all. If she went a little further...

The Nott family will never have an heir in this life!

The two walked into the abandoned dungeon side by side. Selwyn smoothed his hair with a smile, "Thank you very much for your help just now..."

"What exactly do you want to say."

Tom was not worried about what the other party would do to him, but he was indeed curious about how this witch with whom he had never spoken before suddenly showed kindness to him today.

He doesn't believe that the other person really 'loves' him.

"Okay~" Putting away his smile, Selwyn looked at Tom seriously, "If my guess is correct, the prefect is going to find Caractacus Burke after leaving Hogwarts, right? .”

"To get back...the locket that belonged to Slytherin..."

Tom glanced at Selwyn indifferently and showed no desire to continue listening. He turned around and opened the cell door to leave.

He has never mentioned this matter to anyone. The other party can guess this. It seems that in the past six years, more people have been staring at him than he thought.

"and many more!"

Selwyn hurriedly stepped forward, not daring to touch Tom, so he could only hold the door with his hand, "I didn't mean to peek into your privacy, I just wanted to tell you..."

"As the heir of Slytherin, your affairs... no matter how secretive they are, will be discovered by countless people. Many people admire your talent, but not many people take you seriously. .”

"You need the support of the big family. Only in this way can you sit at the negotiating table, and I can represent the Selwyn family... and be loyal to you."

Tom let go of the door handle and raised his right hand slightly. Selwyn flew out as if being grabbed by someone.

"I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect you would be stupid enough to say such a thing. Do you really think I would need your support?"

"Selwyn... you are right. No matter what kind of blood I have, you high-ranking nobles will never put me in the same position."

"But you made a mistake... In my eyes, you are no different from insects that I can crush easily. I don't lack your loyalty..."

Enduring the pain, Selwyn got up from the ground, covering her numb arms and lowering her head. For the first time, she put aside her pure-blood arrogance, feeling extremely panicked.

She had been quietly observing for six years. How could someone who even the heirs of the Yaxley family were willing to follow, not have the ambition to rule the wizarding world?