[Comprehensive] Chaoying raises the Dark Lord

"Who do you think you are, man?"

Tom Riddle was pushed hard on his shoulder, and his back hit the cabinet, which hurt him a lot.

He frowned and stared at the disdainful senior student in front of him, Flash Thompson.

This person is an arrogant senior school bully, and I don't know where I provoked him. When he came to this school, he was disliked by Flash on the first day of Midtown High School.At this moment, it was even more unlucky to be blocked by Flash in the toilet, and there were a few of Flash's friends standing around, each laughing and joking, accustomed to this kind of scene of bullying juniors.

In fact, Tom wants to complain, are you a little girl, do you need to invite a few good girlfriends to go to the bathroom?However, he is a brilliant person who knows current affairs, and if he speaks out for a while, he may end up with his head pushed into the toilet.

If he still had his wand... he could turn these boys into toads in no time.Tom clenched his fists and lowered his eyelids so that Flash wouldn't see his eyes.

However, Tom's act of hiding his emotions was subjugation in Flash's eyes. He shook Tom's hair in satisfaction, and patted his face again: "Be sensible and obedient, I will protect you."

Tom was a little bit dumbfounded.He tilted his head to look at Flash's back, raised his right index finger, and drew a line lightly. After Flash and his party left, he hurried back to the classroom where he was going to attend class.

Almost late.

By noon, word spread throughout Midtown High that Flash's shorts had ripped so wide that his pants nearly split into a skirt, and that some part of him was small.

When the news spread, Tom was studying physics in his seat. Two little girls next door were discussing excitedly.

Although wandless magic is very energy-intensive, Tom is still young, and his magic power is not as strong as it was later. What he can do is some pranks without substantial harm, but it is enough for Flash to drink a pot.

——If Flash knew that Tom Riddle, who had been bullied by him for more than a week, was the boyhood of the famous Dark Lord in "Harry Potter"—maybe he would be so scared that he wet his pants on the spot .

It's a pity that the Dark Lord is not in his own world, so he is no longer a frightening Dark Lord, but an ordinary first-year student in Zhongcheng Middle School.

As for why this happened, it was all thanks to that Harry Potter.

"Harry Potter." Thinking of Harry Potter, Tom frowned, and slowly clenched his right hand into a fist.

"When on earth did you ask me to go back and kill Harry Potter?" Tom asked in his heart.

This is a question that will not be answered, but it seems that someone lives in Tom's head, talking to Tom, a child's voice rang in Tom's mind.

"Why do you always want to go back? Isn't the modern world fun? You've only been here for a week, and there are a lot of fun and delicious things you haven't touched—"

"Get lost." Tom Riddle replied through gritted teeth, "Even if I was stabbed to death with Harry Potter's wand, jumped into the black lake and drowned, or fell from the astronomy tower, I would never stay in the place where you said of these worlds!"

The child's voice was silent for a while, and he replied: "Remember what you said, Zhenxiang warns."

Tom couldn't understand what "True Fragrance Warning" meant, but he didn't care either.

He just wanted to find his wand as soon as possible, return to the wizarding world, and kill Harry Potter!

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A few days ago, Tom's diary as a horcrux was pierced by Harry with the basilisk fangs, and his whole soul was severely injured. The pain was unforgettable, and Tom Riddle's little revenge notebook was also remembered by Harry Potter. A stroke of luck—after repelling the Dark Lord's Killing Curse at the age of one and bringing him to the brink of death, and at the age of 11 making the Dark Lord's weakened main soul nearly wiped out, and his faithful servant dead, Harry Potter destroyed the Dark Lord. The demon king's horcrux destroyed a piece of soul in the horcrux!

Harry Potter!

Originally, he thought that his soul piece had been wiped out, but he didn't expect Tom to regain his consciousness, and inexplicably, he was bound to something... called "system".

"You can call me Nagini." The voice of the system sounded like a child, "Nagini is one of your seven Horcruxes, a boa constrictor, I think it would be more affectionate for you to call me by this name. "

Tom: "...get the hell out of my head, okay?"

Anyway, Nagini had made his home in Tom's head.

"Look out, Tom, you are just a supporting role in a novel with less than [-] words. I gave you a new body and a new life to help you repair your soul. As long as you do a little thing for me, There are many parallel worlds here, and I will show you one by one..."

"Not interested." Tom said coldly, "Conquering a wizarding world is enough—f**k! What did you do!"

There was a stabbing pain from the soul, and Tom couldn't help but cover his head, but it didn't help at all. The pain lasted for a few seconds, and then slowly eased.

"This is a punishment. If you don't complete my mission, you will really be wiped out." The system's lovely voice turned cold, "Treasure your life, Tom."

Everyone in the world knows that Voldemort is most afraid of death.

So soon, Tom Riddle came to Midtown High School according to the meaning of the system.

It’s a new world and a new culture. Tom has never been exposed to mathematics, history, physics and chemistry, and almost can’t understand it in class, so Tom is different from when he was studying at Hogwarts. Yu's social butterfly, his Midtown high school classmates think this transfer student is too introverted, he doesn't speak, just shrinks in his seat and bows his head every day, maybe a little autistic.

So while eating in the cafeteria—Tom was still getting used to American food—Tom looked up in surprise when a piece of food was suddenly placed on the empty seat across from him.

The person who came was very fair and looked no more than 15 years old. Noticing Tom's gaze, the little boy hesitated: "Uh...Hi, I'm Peter Parker, maybe you don't remember me, but you and I are One class. Ned—that's my friend—hasn't come to class today, can I sit here and eat?"

Tom nodded silently.

Of course he remembered this boy, the smartest guy in the class, sitting diagonally in front of him.He can often see Peter holding his chin in a daze, but as long as the teacher calls him to answer a question, Peter only needs to glance at the blackboard to get the correct answer.

He seems to be a little younger than his classmates, but he must be the smartest person in the class.

Tom didn't mind making friends with smart people, so he cleared his throat and held out a hand. "My name is Tom Riddle."

It seems that Peter seldom shook hands with people so formally. He coughed lightly, "I remember your name."

Tom smiled at him: "It's an honor."

Peter stared blankly. Tom's appearance was very handsome, and his outline was softer. After hiding the cold and stern temperament of being the Dark Lord, he looked gentle and harmless.

The two boys chatted, Tom was listening most of the time, Peter was talking, after all, Tom didn't know much about the world, and while listening to Peter, he could learn about the world through his mouth.

"Tom, can I ask you a question?" Peter asked rather cautiously.

"Ask." Tom smiled "good-naturedly".

"Have you seen Harry Potter?"

Tom's face darkened immediately.

... This world has the work "Harry Potter", and almost everyone knows it, so after Tom transferred to another school, everyone's first reaction was: he has the same name as the Dark Lord.

"Is your surname really Riddle? What's your father's name? Tom Riddle too?" Peter poked his neck out, full of curiosity, his face almost poking into Tom's plate.

Tom rolled his eyes secretly and replied, "Sorry, I don't know either, because I grew up in an orphanage."

"Oh...I'm sorry." Peter's voice was full of apology, but his expression still betrayed him.

cool!This person even has the same background as the Dark Lord!

While Peter was doing a small theater in his head, Tom was in his own head, questioning the system that came from nowhere.

"Why not just change my name? You know how many people I've been asked 'Have you seen Harry Potter'? I don't want to hear that name again!"

The system treats itself as a coward, and only silently says in its heart: "It's so funny..."

Overall, Peter is a great chat partner.Tom's gloomy mood since the diary was destroyed finally improved a little, but before the meal was finished, the pests came again.

Flash came from the other side of the restaurant, followed by a few of his little followers.When passing by Peter and Tom, he deliberately shouted: "Hey, look who this is? Parker and Riddle? League of weak chickens?"

Tom blinked, not quite understanding what this "alliance" meant.

But Peter frowned, Flash was obviously speaking according to "The Avengers", and what made him even more embarrassed was Liz, the girl he had always admired and liked sitting not far away, noticing the Movement, she also looked over.

He won't let himself make a fool of himself in front of Liz... Peter secretly groaned in his heart.

"Why don't you talk? Pidianer Parker?" Flash laughed arrogantly, and slammed the basketball in his hand at Peter.

With a muffled sound, Peter stretched out his left hand without even blinking his eyes, and the basketball was firmly connected to his left hand.

A circle of people looked at Peter in shock, and even Peter himself looked at his hand in surprise, apparently not expecting that he could catch the basketball.

"What—" Flash stared, his face flushed slightly from embarrassment, and roared, "What the hell did you do wrong? Give me the ball!"

"I just took it!" Peter yelled aggrievedly, "Here you are!"

Peter threw the basketball into Flash's arms, and Flash reached out to catch it, but only heard a "click", and Flash's hand was hit hard by the basketball, twisting into a strange arc.

His hand was broken.