Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Returning to the dilapidated orphanage alone, Tom went straight back to his small room and glanced at the bald eagle circling in the sky through the window, "Apos..." His gift, his pet, and He is a poor little guy without a home.

'What are you still hesitating about... Meaningless feelings will become a stumbling block for you. Only those who go astray will sink into the turbulent flow of fate...'

A familiar voice whispered in his ear, and Tom's eyes lost focus for a moment. Was he hesitating? What was he hesitating about now? In a few years, that person will completely leave him and become the new head of the Malfoy family, living with his elegant and beautiful wife. In such a future, he will not exist.

Tom didn't answer. He watched Apos's figure disappear. He chuckled and looked away. Look, he has always been alone. He couldn't keep anything important to him. He would always be alone like now. Standing here, I feel very tired, but there is no pillar to lean on.

'That's right~ Fear will only bring death. Give it up. Just like everyone else abandoned you. Just follow your instinct and move forward.'

Wherever he looked, all the colors faded like a tide. Tom stared expressionlessly at his hands that were gradually turning gray. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to be eroded by the darkness. When he opened his eyes again, he once again appeared in a strange dream.

In front of him was still the handsome and charming young man, his scarlet eyes flashing with inexplicable excitement, 'Come on...I will help you and get everything you want...'

Stepping forward on the dark red soil, Tom walked straight past the young man, staring intently at the blurry green light in the distance, 'I've always been curious... how did you appear in my consciousness, if you It's really my future, then you should know very well...'

Turning around gracefully, the smile on Tom's face was just right, making people feel good but unable to despise him, "I will not surrender to anyone, even if that person is myself... I will be shattered to pieces..."

The spell penetrated the young man's body, and a ferocious expression appeared on his originally handsome face. He looked at the calm Tom with hatred, "You... a weakling who can't distinguish the facts... I will keep watching you until you are completely destroyed." The day that destroyed...My Lord...'

With a disdainful sneer, Tom watched with cold eyes as the black mist gradually dissipated. He would crush anything he could not control, even his future, without hesitation. Only he could decide the path he should take, even that path. The same goes for roads being blocked.

"What I saved... was myself."

Returning to reality, Tom stroked the wand. Before leaving school, he found the secret room in Hogwarts where Slytherin was stored. When he returned to school again, he would find a way to find that secret room. , and the legendary wand made by Salazar Slytherin himself.

Tom came to the courtyard at night and stood at the place where the old dean had been basking in the sun. He looked up at the dark sky. This was never the place he should stay. The short-lived beautiful memories had been covered by unbearable memories and should have been clear. The face engraved in my mind gradually blurred, "Dean, where is my place..."

Wu's Orphanage was not his home, so what about Hogwarts? Can he stay in the place where he felt many different emotions for the first time?