Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Following the team back to the orphanage, Mrs. Cole searched everyone one by one to see if there was any bold guy who dared to hide donations privately. When it was Tom's turn, Mrs. Cole curled her lips in disgust. This annoying thing was obviously He had a good-looking face, but he was unwilling to cooperate and lost many adoption opportunities.

"What are you wearing so thickly? Take it off!"

Tom pursed his lips and began to take off his clothes. The cold wind blew on him and made him shiver. The magical warmth disappeared at some point. If he took it off again, he would definitely get sick from the cold. "Is it okay? Mrs. Cole I’m really cold and I’d be in trouble if I got sick.”

Carefully touching every corner of the clothes, Mrs. Cole froze when she heard Tom's words and threw the clothes in her hands to the little boy, "Shut your crow mouth! If you get sick, I don't have the money to treat you." !" After roaring, Mrs. Cole turned around suddenly and yelled at the guys standing aside, "What are you doing standing still! Are you ready to go hungry?!"

After finally eating a few pieces of meat, Tom carefully held the bowl and sipped the broth, which was extremely delicious for them. He picked up the last piece of bread and dipped it into the little bit of soup left in the bowl. Tom kneaded it. He rubbed his bulging belly.

Phew~ Today's dinner is the best meal he has had this year. He has to go back to bed early. He will be busy starting tomorrow. He has to study and continue his experiments. I really look forward to the days ahead~

"Good night~ Dean..."

Early the next morning, Tom got dressed early and followed the other children. They were going to start learning basic spelling. Unlike other children, Tom knew the importance of this matter and carefully remembered what his wife said. Every word.

After shaking off his aching wrist, Tom ended the morning's class. Holding the picture book that had fallen apart tightly, he consolidated the words he had learned while walking into the yard, not noticing the little girl glaring at him in front of him.

"You devil!" Norma's eyes were red and she reached out angrily to push Tom to the ground. If it weren't for this devil, how could she have been punished by Mrs. Cole? The painful pain when the ruler hit her palm was all thanks to this devil!

Tom lowered his eyes and looked at the scattered pages without saying a word. Look, he couldn't have something of his own. He really wanted to cherish this book, but why couldn't he even do this?

He didn't do anything wrong, right? He has never taken the initiative to provoke others. Is it because of his face? Is it his fault that he's good-looking?

"What did i do wrong?"

Hearing Tom's question, Norma was so angry that she laughed. This devil actually asked her what she had done wrong in such a calm voice. ! Have you forgotten how she was thrown against the wall? Did she forget who she was left in this hellish place for?

"Haha! You devil can even forget what you have done! The harm you have done to others is just a small thing to you that can be easily forgotten!"

Slowly picking up the papers scattered on the ground, Tom stood up from the ground, raised his neck and looked at the angry girl in front of him expressionlessly, "You came to trouble me first, didn't you? Maybe I really should be a devil. .”

Lifting his feet and leaving here without looking away, Tom came to his room, put the picture book on the table, sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the sky outside in trance.