Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Tom, who is extraordinarily innocent in a certain aspect, puts all his energy into studying and is bound to crush everyone... and bring pain to those annoying lovers...

Especially the little badger who completely let go in front of him!

"Ian~ Mickey.. Chopped Ariot leaves are the raw material for making laughter potion. Don't you know this~"

"Merlin~ There are people who don't know...poison syphorum essence and poison hemlock essence are two kinds of plants~"

"I should really offer my most sincere respect and sympathy to Professor Herbert~"

"It seems that the relationship between you two will not increase each other's IQ..."

The two little badgers accepted the ridicule with a straight face and expressionless expressions. Good brothers will add insult to injury at such moments! Is there something wrong?

Ian stared at the words in the book, felt dizzy for a while and then put on a mask of pain, "Ouch!! I want to learn from Mr. Scamander!"

"Even if I don't graduate, I will have great achievements! Mr. Ollivander once said this to me! It is very rare to say that I am such a person!"

Tom smiled and nodded, "You are right. Come on, describe what scurvy looks like and how to care for this plant..."

The two little badgers swore at the same time. In the face of absolute strength, they could only stumble and start to endorse...

The anger in Tom's heart has dissipated a lot. If he becomes a professor in the future, how comfortable will his life be?

It doesn't matter if you don't have a brain, he will provide Buffer with a brain-reviving potion for free. If that doesn't work, he can also use a memory spell...

Even for those who disobey discipline, some black magic is not impossible...

Today's little wizards are too loose, and they should learn from Durmstrang's education... With such an excellent "professor" like him, isn't this considered a happy education~

The high-pressure tutoring lasted from September until Christmas. The two little badgers almost fled on the train.

terrible! If all the professors at Hogwarts were like Tom, they would definitely blow up Hogwarts as soon as possible!

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After the dinner, Tom glanced at the professors sitting together, walked out of the auditorium and walked through the snow into the Forbidden Forest. His face darkened when he heard the howling of wolves in the distance.

"Professor Dumbledore...need I remind you that young wizards are not allowed in here?"

Walking to Tom with a tired look on his face, Dumbledore's blue eyes dimmed a lot, losing their previous warmth, as if his soul had withdrawn from this world.

"Are rules...important to you...?"

Tom's lips moved. He, who was already keen, had noticed something was wrong with Dumbledore early on. Ever since the professor returned here, his whole person had revealed a sense of disobedience.

He still looks kind and friendly, but he no longer makes eye-rolling jokes, and he no longer discusses pranks with stupid lions...

Don't even encourage Professor Herbert to re-stage the 'Fountain of Good Luck' with Professor Kettleburn...

Dumbledore put his hand on Tom's shoulder, raised his other hand, and a phoenix appeared out of nowhere and took the two to the high ground outside the castle.

"Tom... stay here, as long as you promise me that you will never lose yourself and don't touch things you shouldn't touch..."

Tom turned his face slightly and looked carefully at the particularly cold professor. Was Dumbledore's hair so white before?