Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Enduring the piercing pain all over his body, before the pain was about to swallow his consciousness, Tom used all his strength to send a huge warning spell into the sky, fell to the ground with his head covering his head that was about to split, and looked at it with cold eyes. To the angry person.

"Heh...heh...idiot..."

"You... bastard! It's so heartbreaking..."

"Expelliarmus!" Dumbledore ran over quickly with a black face. He knocked Stuart and his wand away. Resisting the urge to curse, Dumbledore squatted next to Tom, and the tip of the wand released bursts of white light. , to relieve the Cruciatus Curse on the little boy. What happened to these two people that they greeted each other with the Cruciatus Curse when they met?

The other professors arrived one after another. Principal Armando glanced at the boy who fell into a coma after treatment. He walked indifferently towards Stuart, who fell not far away, summoned the other person's wand and cast a flashback spell, "Burstro. Mr. De, do you have anything else to explain?"

After a moment of silence, Stuart stood up slowly and looked directly into the principal's eyes, "No, Principal Dippet, I have nothing to explain. This is the truth...I am willing to accept the punishment..."

Nodding with a cold face, Armando motioned for Stuart to follow him and led the resentful cub away. Today...is another day when I want to retire...

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When Tom woke up again, he almost cast a curse the moment he opened his eyes. He grabbed the quilt and successfully prevented himself from being expelled. "Professor Dumbledore...Thank you..."

Dumbledore straightened up and distanced the two of them, and smiled gently. To be honest, he was a little hurt just now. He is not ugly at all. Even if he is not as handsome as the Malfoys, there is no need to see him up close. His face made him so scared that he wanted to kill someone!

"Tom...do I look scary..."

Listening to the professor's somewhat resentful voice, Tom shivered and grabbed the quilt again. He kept warning himself not to do anything, otherwise he would sleep here forever. After a few seconds of silence, Tom thought very seriously for a few seconds. , "No, Professor... is very strong."

Dumbledore had a toothache and didn't know what to say. He asked about his appearance, his face, not his strength! Sighing helplessly, Dumbledore leaned back in his chair leisurely, not forgetting to choose a chocolate without any love potion from the gifts on the cabinet, "I envy you young people, who are always surrounded by love. With..."

"Tom, can you tell me why Mr. Bulstrode cast the Unforgivable Curse on you?"

Looking down at the fingers rubbing the sheets, Tom didn't want to remember, and closed his eyes in disgust, "The senior seems to be a lecher... He once came to me and wanted to seduce me..."

"That's it... needless to say." Dumbledore never thought that it was because of this kind of thing. He could imagine how dirty the aristocratic circle was. It's no wonder that this little guy knew how to use the Cruciatus Curse. He must have used it at that time. What Bulstrode said... was very unpleasant.

With a faint sigh, Dumbledore felt a sense of guilt in his heart. He didn't verify or find out the whole truth. Wasn't that kind of temptation a bit too much? but...

"What happened today... is a good proof of where you belong. Bulstrode has been expelled from the school and he will not appear in front of you from now on..."