Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"Instead developing some harmless, wolf-like preferences... such as eating raw meat... regardless of whether the attacker is in werewolf form..."

"Those who are attacked...are left with permanent scars..."

Finally, when the bell rang, Tom finished his homework and left first. Maybe it was because he had rested for a long time?

It's only been a morning, why does he feel so tired?

"Professor Riddle~ Wait... I still have questions~"

The tips of his ears twitched, and Tom heard the passionate shouting behind him, and he quickened his pace and left. It seemed that he had found the reason for his fatigue...

Gryffindor, who wasn't afraid of him at all... was even more tiring for him than a duel with Dumbledore...

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After finally getting rid of the little witches that were pestering him, Tom slumped on the sofa without any image, and the idea of ​​​​resigning came up again.

Why...can't we teach black magic...defense...to lower level wizards?

"Professor Riddle...can I...come in?"

Standing up with dull eyes, Tom opened the door and turned sideways to let Remus, who had his head lowered, enter the office.

"What's wrong...because of the class content?"

Shaking his head, Remus looked up at Tom and nodded again, "It has nothing to do with the professor, I'm just worried..."

"Sirius and the others will find out my identity... Maybe the professor doesn't know them, but I swear, the two of them are only interested in dangerous things..."

"I... am very grateful to Principal Dumbledore for everything he has done, but... the protective measures in the Shrieking Shack are not as strong as those of Muggles..."

"And there's something... I never found a chance to tell you..."

Pinching his hand in confusion, Remus tried to let the pain distract him from his guilt. He was bitten by Greyback...

He can't blame anyone. Over the years...he has heard more or less rumors, maybe...

Principal Dumbledore is not as kind as he appears...

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"Professor Riddle...my admission letter was handed over to my parents by Principal Dumbledore..."

"He told my father... that he knew everything that happened to me, including what my father said to Greyback..."

"'Those who are soulless and evil only deserve to die'...Mr. Dumbledore told his father that he planted spies among many dark creatures..."

"I hope... I hope I can... help those innocent werewolves..."

Holding his head in pain, Remus didn't know whether what he did was right. On the one hand, he was grateful to the principal for letting him enter Hogwarts...

on the other hand...

He also hated this feeling of being manipulated. He helped out with his parents in Orphanage No. 7, which made him meet many friends...

To be honest...life there is far easier than at Hogwarts. Those children, big and small, will not stay away because of his identity...