Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Muttering softly, Tom engaged in self-hypnosis. He made up his mind and opened the drawer, carefully took out a stack of envelopes, held it in his arms and trotted back to the bed. He closed his eyes with satisfaction. His heart beat at the same frequency as It would be great if it were the same as that person...

Tom, who had a dreamless night and had a good sleep, felt that he was in very good shape today. He could even listen to Professor Binns' History of Magic in high spirits! Even those stupid guys...

'boom'

After taking a few steps back, Tom pursed his lips with a cold expression, looked up at the tall man as tall as the wall, and silently put his numb arms behind his back, "A new student in Gryffindor?"

"Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't notice you, uh..." The tall man bent down in a panic, picked up the books scattered on the floor, and wanted to reach out to hold this good-looking senior, but he knocked him He is still such a thin person. What if his bones are broken? "Senior, do you want to go to the hospital wing?"

Veins popped out on his forehead. Tom clenched his fists to maintain a polite and gentle expression on his face. This new student was really an eyesore. What normal little wizard would be so tall? ! Like a giant cub... a giant? Narrowing his eyes dangerously, Tom was a little suspicious. Could this guy be the hybrid half-giant? ?

Hiding the look of disgust in his eyes, Tom avoided the broad palm stretched out to him, "I have nothing to do... Just give me these books... If I remember correctly, your name... Rubeus Hay grid?"

Hagrid smiled innocently, ruffled his fluffy hair, and looked at the senior with envy. Just by moving his fingers, the books floated in the air, "Wow! This is really amazing! Senior, who are you?" ."

Realizing that his patience was about to run out, Tom took a deep breath and his eyes fell on the hidden door behind Hagrid. "Tom Riddle, as you can see, is from Slytherin House... I thought , Gryffindors... don't really like the coldness of the cellar..."

With guilt all written on his face, Hagrid moved his feet and blocked the small door completely. His beetle-sized eyes were swiveling around, and his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat due to worry, "Senior Riddle, that ..Well..I’m just..just here to explore..”

"Senior Riddle..."

Some deep female voices came from behind. Tom turned back to look at his schoolmates. There were two new students worth paying attention to, Orion from the Black family, and... "Irene Pring" It seems that we are blocking the beautiful lady."

Tom turned sideways and signaled the little witch to leave first. He stared at the back of the trotting figure with a twinkle in his eye. Are you from a potion family? If he is a person with potential, he will welcome him to join his camp. "Then I will too." Farewell, Hagrid..."

Returning to the lounge, Tom glanced at the people inside and found Rookwood's figure. He sat on the seat that had been given away and knocked on the empty glass. "August...I heard that your family and Pu The Lin Si family...has a lot of contacts?"

August lowered his head and picked up the tea cup and took a sip. What did the boss mean? Is he interested in the new Prince student? This is not easy to handle. "We do have business contacts, but in recent years, our family has focused our cooperation on the Potter family..."