Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Looking away indifferently, Regulus lowered his head and stared at the toes of his shoes. Ah...he remembered...

Sirius warned him that even if he entered Slytherin, he would still be friends with someone...

That stupid dog actually thought he was here to make friends? This is absolutely ridiculous.

Of course he knew how many people in Slytherin were slandering the Black family behind their backs, and he also knew how pure-blood wizards insulted those mucks when the professor couldn't see them.

He also despised things that the righteous Gryffindor couldn't stand, but...

"I am Black..Regulus Arcturus Black.."

No one noticed Regulus' murmur. The freshmen were looking at the magical auditorium and listening to the Sorting Hat singing with slight disgust.

"Merlin, don't tell me that the sorting is based on a dirty hat! If I had known, I would have gone to Durmstrang!"

"Quiet..." The deep voice reached everyone's ears, and Tom sighed. It is estimated that no one will dare to provoke Minerva this year...

Being proposed to by Elphinstone Ercott, Minerva's former boss, at the Pardiff Cafe was really embarrassing...

But why! Let him, the little Defense Against the Dark Arts professor! Standing here for the sorting ceremony? !

The ugly singing had ended. Tom unfolded the parchment, hesitated for a second, and decided to use magic to levitate the Sorting Hat in the air.

"Now, when your name is called, put on the Sorting Hat...Edwin Bertram..."

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The number of people in the team decreased. Tom read Regulus's name and nodded to the nervous little wizard, "It will respect your decision... No one dares to say anything..."

"Yes..Thank you sir.."

The tension dissipated a lot, Regulus put on the Sorting Hat, and a weak voice whispered something in his ear.

"Another Black...compared to the little guy last time, you are more suitable for Gryffindor..."

"Sorry, I only belong in Slytherin."

Regulus interrupted the Sorting Hat with some annoyance, not caring whether it would appear rude.

"...Okay..Slytherin!"

"Oh!! Damn it!"

Tom frowned and looked at the noisy Gryffindor. Sirius...did staying with the lions for too long cause his brain to shrink?

Are you so angry and don't consider Regulus's feelings at all? Tsk... Troublesome guys.

Warning eyes fell on every Slytherin snake, and it wasn't until Regulus sat next to Narcissa that Tom looked away.

The cubs of this generation! There is no one to worry about.

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After the sorting, Tom sat on the professor's seat and moved the chair to the side in disgust, "Get away, I don't have the energy to deal with you now."

"Oh...you can't do this to me, Tom~ Don't forget how my beard was burned off. You were the one who told me that Minerva was dating..."

Dumbledore touched his chin. He just couldn't help being curious and ran to take a peek... He didn't expect to see Minerva being proposed to!

Merlin is running wild... He didn't mean to make a fuss, he was just too excited...

"Mr. Black just now, the sorting process took longer than Sirius..."