Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"Maybe I can help..."

The magnetic low voice made both mother and son look back at the handsome wizard at the kitchen door. Remus clenched his fists nervously.

"Mr. Riddle...it's great that you can come, but I'd better ask Remus to call his father over...how can I let you do it..."

Tom smiled slightly and moved his fingers to float the hot food in the air, "Don't be so formal, I'm not a guest..."

"Remus...how are you doing with your homework lately?"

The little werewolf recovered from his annoyance in an instant, tried to straighten his small body, and bowed gracefully, "Sir~ I won't let you down..."

Tom nodded. To be honest, he didn't have much hope for today's young wizards. After all, there weren't many people with the same talent as Dumbledore...

Not to mention comparing it to him...

Having stepped on an old bee in his heart, the smile on Tom's face became much more sincere. When he saw Minerva with tears in her eyes in the restaurant, he glanced at Remus behind him with a twitch in his eye.

"........"

Despite his 'innocent' expression, Remus quickly adjusted his expression and tried to look 'cute', "Good day...ma'am..."

"Oh...you must be Remus, you look so much like Lyle..."

Professor McGonagall held the little wizard's shoulders, tightened her mouth, and nodded apologetically to Tom, "Sorry, I made you laugh..."

"I just... didn't expect there to be so many... Merlin, some of the children are even so young..."

Tom reluctantly stepped forward to comfort his agitated colleague, "Minerva, calm down, Remus's shoulders are about to be crushed by you..."

Remus, who felt nothing at all:????

Ah...yes, yes...he hurts so much...

......................

After lunch, Tom accompanied Minerva for a walk in the courtyard. Both of them were somewhat serious, and the little wizards only became more reserved when they saw them.

"Tom... I thought things would change now, but I was wrong... so wrong... I can't imagine how desperate those children must be when they are abandoned..."

"When they were treated as monsters by their biological parents, how much abuse did they endure that shouldn't have existed..."

Minerva wiped the corners of her eyes, not hiding her annoyance at all. If she had seen those scenes...

She doesn't care about...that bullshit secrecy law, she will teach those ignorant idiots a lesson!

Wizard...what's wrong with occasionally pronouncing the wrong spell? Who hasn’t made a mistake? !

"........"

Understanding Dumbledore's feelings for the first time, Tom silently added a warming spell to himself, "Prejudice will never disappear. All we can do..."

"Only by minimizing these harms, it is easy to control people's hearts. What is difficult is to eliminate all opposing voices."

Professor Minerva took a deep breath and suppressed her resurgent temper, "Is there anything I can do to help..."

"In fact, I have saved a lot of galleons over the years... uh... okay, just pretend I didn't say..."

After looking at Tom's expensive robe, Minerva touched her nose in embarrassment. She was so stupid...

He even forgot about the people around him... Just one word can make the 'capitalists' in the wizarding world respectfully give countless wealth...

not to mention...

"Mrs. Smith's collection, is it really at your place? What does Hufflepuff's golden cup look like?"

Tom closed his eyes and said his advice coldly, "Minerva, stay away from Dumbledore..."