Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Tom stepped aside, revealing the photo frame behind him, and waited until the basilisk reluctantly looked away before using a magic spell to end its life.

Carefully shrinking the basilisk, Tom carried the basilisk out of the corridor and left the secret room in the same way as before.

Walking all the way to the depths of the Forbidden Forest, Tom personally buried the patron saint of Hogwarts...

'Don't disturb the sleeping dragon... I hope you will be reunited with your friends...'

He has buried countless little snakes, some are smart, some are ignorant, some like humans and some hate humans...

He named each little snake Nagini to commemorate his first 'little friend'.

It's a pity that he still doesn't know the name of the basilisk, maybe because he hasn't been recognized by it...

Death..something people fear..

It's not because of the pain in that moment, but because those who survive have to endure countless painful days and nights...

I can only bury my longing and reluctance deeply in my heart, and heal those cracks as time goes by, until I no longer feel sad when I think about it.

Tom looked up at the sky. When he was a child, the memory of looking through the window and carefully identifying the star as that of the old dean resurfaced...

When he was young, he could never forgive himself... He blamed himself for pestering the old dean and asked him to coax him to sleep, and blamed himself for why he slept so peacefully...

But now he seems to understand something... No one can defeat death...

And those who endure the torture of illness and hold on are just because there are some people and things that they can't let go of...

"Dean... are you relieved..."

The murmur was blown away by the breeze. Tom blinked and sighed helplessly. He still had to go to the Black Lake to fish for people...

"Troublesome old bee."

Walking slowly to the edge of the black lake, Tom's eyes twitched and he looked away in disgust. Dumbledore was really crazy! !

Wringing the water out of your clothes against the redness and swelling on your face?

Have you forgotten that you are a wizard?

"The greatest white wizard? Everyone should really see...how miserable you look now..."

After drying the wet old bee, Tom raised his hand and rubbed his temples, "What happened..."

‘Aqiu~~~~~~’

After sneezing, Dumbledore shivered and sniffed, then walked towards the principal's tower, "Go back first... I need to drink a bottle of rye whiskey..."

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Tom looked at the much better old Bee with a blank expression, and raised his eyebrows to signal him to get down to business. He was still waiting to laugh at this bastard~

Extremely depressed, Dumbledore picked up the comb and began to trim his beard, and told his story in despair.

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Dumbledore was sent out of the secret room by Salazar. He reacted very quickly and cast a head-soaking spell on himself, and greeted a certain founder cordially in his heart.

excellent! Very strong!

You have to protect your cub to this extent, right? Let an old man like him soak in the black lake?

Just as he was about to swim up the lake, Dumbledore looked down at his ankles, ah...why didn't he notice the appearance of the giant squid?

The squid's arms and legs entangled Dumbledore and dragged him directly to the depths of the black lake. The force was so strong that Dumbledore was a little confused.

He didn't do anything! At most, when I was in school... I went to the mermaid's territory and pestered him to learn the mermaid's language.

Is the mermaid a snack for this squid?

While thinking about how to leave without killing the giant squid, Dumbledore was horrified to find that his magic power was rapidly draining.

If the head-soaking spell failed now, he would probably become the most aggrieved death principal in history! !

"Cough cough cough..."

Dumbledore accidentally took a sip of lake water. He didn't care why there was an open space at the bottom of the lake, and retched and spit out the water.

After taking a breath, he looked around at the rather strange space.

"Humph, why didn't I know that Gryffindor had a... venomous snake wearing a lion's skin!? Or the principal, isn't it embarrassing?"

"Are you embarrassed to bully Salazar's descendants? You deserve it! You can't draw my sword!"

Dumbledore blinked his eyes quickly. This amount of information... had a big impact on him... and more! What is a viper in lion's skin?

He is the head of Gryffindor... Even Gryffindor himself can't slander him like this! He is not convinced!

Under great pressure, Dumbledore carefully looked at the young man in front of him. He had a strong figure, a handsome face, and brownish reddish hair...

All this confirmed my guess...

"Godric...Gryffindor?"

"Hmph! You brat! What's that look in your eyes? Do you believe I will beat you to death?"

Godric waved his fist angrily, and after enduring it again and again, he still couldn't hold it back and beat the brat directly.

It's not good to bully anyone, bully Salazar's descendants!

Don’t you know the relationship between the two of them is the best!

He stayed in the Black Lake specifically to keep an eye on those Slytherin brats for his friends!

"I asked you to do some tricks! I asked you to show the little guy a Horcrux! Is that garbage a Horcrux?"

Dumbledore had no choice but to bear the iron fist, knowing that the opponent did not use all his strength and stood still to be beaten without dodging. Isn't it okay that he was wrong...

He can't afford to offend someone with a strong background...

"Huh~ so refreshing!"

After taking a breath, Godric laughed heartily with his arms akimbo, and sat casually on the ground. He held his chin with one hand and motioned for the brat to sit down and talk.

"Your talent is very good. I paid attention to you when you were in school, but I soon realized that you are not just a Gryffindor..."

"Your strength breeds your ambition, which will make you gradually lose yourself..."

Dumbledore was like a child who had done something wrong, sitting upright on the ground, lowering his head and not daring to reply. This was indeed true, and he had no excuse to refute...

Godric smiled again, shook his head helplessly and sighed. This is a common problem among many talented people, just like him...

"Perhaps you also know that Salazar and I had a quarrel, a very serious quarrel..."

"The situation of wizards at that time was not optimistic, even if Hogwarts was established... there were too many witches and wizards who had awakened their magic..."

"After those little wizards entered Hogwarts... many of them felt uneasy and feared that they would be brutally massacred..."

"A few of them couldn't bear this result and fled back to the Muggle world...Fleeed back to their families and tried to tell the Holy See about the situation here..."