Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Instantly, Dumbledore's eyes were so intense that they were on fire! coming! The opportunity came! ! He wants this brat to beg him!

"Ah~ Tom~ You also know how busy Nick is. Do you have any questions about alchemy~ You can also come to me~"

"Aria is not suitable for you..." Tom still maintained a calm mood, sitting casually on the grass, "Your level is not as good as Caractacus Bock..."

Dumbledore rolled his eyes and sat next to Tom. His research on magic was more in-depth and he really didn't put much energy into alchemy.

But he was really curious, why did Tom, who was slightly more talented than him, suddenly want to see Nick?

"You don't want to borrow the Philosopher's Stone, do you?"

Glancing sideways at the troubled old man, Tom rubbed his temples that were swollen again, "I don't want to lose my senses, Slytherin... there must be an heir."

"This place... needs someone to protect it..."

Touching the tip of his nose in embarrassment, Dumbledore looked away with evasive eyes. Why did the brat suddenly become so deep? No wonder he wasn't used to it...

"Splitting the soul...can't offset the side effects, not even Nick can do it. Can you really afford that price?"

"If you stand at the top, even if you just take a step down, those people who look up to you... will not hesitate to start tearing at your flesh and blood."

Tom smiled mockingly to himself. Idiots who put their interests first never give up their useless struggle, even if he warns them repeatedly.

"A dog that loses its owner will break free sooner or later... Even if its fangs are pulled out, those giant pythons will tightly wrap around the prey they are targeting."

"What I went through with Abu... would never be allowed to happen to Lucius. You know, Albus... you can't stop my decision."

After a few seconds of silence, Dumbledore pretended to be touched and wiped the corners of his eyes, "This is the first time you have called me so affectionately, Tom~ I am really touched~"

"Okay, okay..put your wand away.."

Helplessly removing the wand from his face, Dumbledore blinked innocently, "I can write a letter for you, but I need to get involved..."

"In order to make up for my past mistakes, but also to...be a qualified guide."

Tom stared blankly into his blue eyes, and then nodded slowly after a long while.

Guidance? He has waited too long...

He thought he had lost his 'qualification' long ago...

"...Isn't it to better supervise me..."

"Of course not.. I just want to atone for my sins.."

Dumbledore stared at the Elder Wand in his hand, recalling the extremely familiar face again in a daze. The arrogance and ambition of his youth had long been defeated by reality.

"...I also want to see...if you can achieve...the change I had hoped for..."

"Then you might want to ask Nick Flamel for some elixir of life..."

After returning to normal, Tom re-activated the taunting mode and released fierce fire to dry up the water balls in front of him, "Water Prison Technique? You really like 'imprisonment' magic~"

"Zhao! He went in by himself! I have never done anything like that!!"

Tom's eyes flashed, and he nodded perfunctorily to appease the angry principal, "I can be your listener... Let's talk about it..."

Dumbledore:...

Snakes and badgers are all members of the same family, right? Is it appropriate to gossip like this?