Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"I know very little about it. The rise of the Wiccan Party was more than ten years ago, and its leader was the famous dark wizard Gellert Grindelwald. The Wiccan Party led by him launched many attacks in Europe. A terrorist attack, that guy was really scary."

"It's very, very powerful. I heard that it almost burned down the whole of Paris! Merlin, I'm really lucky that we have Professor Dumbledore. For some reason, that person has never set foot in the British wizarding world, and there are rumors behind the Muggle war. , there is Grindelwald’s handiwork, but this has not been confirmed.”

Tom listened with great interest. Being able to almost destroy a city with his own strength was what he yearned for. But such a person would actually be afraid of Professor Dumbledore? It seems that the professor is stronger.

'I really wish I could become that kind of person...'

The friend was still talking, and Tom's thoughts were drifting further and further. One moment, he imagined that he would become a more powerful person than the professor, and the next moment, he was worried that the professor would alienate him because of those 'trophies'. The train moved slowly. After the stop, I came to my senses.

"Tom! Get out of the car quickly, I've called you several times..." Ian rolled his eyes speechlessly. The little friend didn't know what he was thinking. His face was changing. If he didn't come back to his senses, he would It's a pity that I took action...

"Sorry, Ian, let's go down."

Tom stood up and followed the crowd out of the car. The dim sky made it difficult for him to see the road under his feet. He stumbled to the lake and breathed a sigh of relief. He followed the guide's instructions and got on a small boat with Ian.

Turning his head to look at the dark lake, Tom suddenly felt a little nervous. He had been looking forward to it for so long, and today he was finally going to enter Hogwarts. He would spend the next seven years here. The hull of the boat shook slightly, and Tom took advantage of it. In the dim light, I looked towards the castle that was gradually becoming clearer in the distance.

The castle shrouded in the moonlight has a mysterious and dark atmosphere. In Tom's eyes, Hogwarts has an inviolable sense of sanctity. After getting off the ship, the freshmen walked along the tunnel to a huge door. Oak front door.

Tom saw the receptionist in front knocking on the door, and soon the door was opened. Tom was a little happy, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the professor who appeared.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ogg~ Leave it to me next!"

Dumbledore blinked at Tom, who had been staring at him fiercely. This little guy could see two holes in his body. He touched his crooked nose, said hello, and led a group of trembling freshmen through the hall. , came to a slightly smaller room.

"Welcome to your arrival~ You will have a sorting ceremony later..."

As he listened, Tom found that his sleeve had been pulled off. He looked back at the person who was starting to get scared again, and helplessly pulled his sleeve out of the other person's hand, "Ian... you really don't need to worry too much. School It won’t hurt us.”

Shivering again, Ian pointed to the wall on the side. If he had seen correctly, there was a head sticking out from that place, "That's not it, it's over there..."

Looking in the direction pointed by his finger, Tom's heart skipped a beat. How could there be so many ghosts in Hogwarts? A little scared but not much, his body was passed through by a group of ghosts, and Tom felt like he had fallen into a winter pool.

Dumbledore, who had left at some unknown time, returned to the room and led a group of young wizards into the auditorium.