HOGWARTS:I REALLY NOT DARK LORD

"The heart of the fire dragon is the core material, we can't keep it, we have to take it all away.

"Dragon Blood Grass... the quality is OK, just pick half of it."

"Take the claws and eyes of the sphinx. They are really hard to find."

"We have lacewings. They are fresh from the Forbidden Forest. You don't need to take them."

"This... seems to be useless?"

Tom stopped in front of two horns in a jar. These were the horns of a bicorn. Although they were not as valuable as those of a unicorn, they were also very precious.

"Just because it's not useful this time doesn't mean it won't be useful in the future." Andros said, "I know that several healing potions require this stuff, and they are all very effective potions against dark magic.

Hearing this, Tom decisively packed up the can and took it away.

Since he had already started, he might as well not let go of the African bush snake skin, just in case he needed the polyjuice decoction someday.

This thing is more reliable than Transfiguration. Even Dumbledore couldn't tell the difference. Little Barty relied on this thing to get by for a year, but he was exposed on his own initiative.

After all the trouble, Qi Neipu's office became a mess.

Tom was a bit of a germaphobe. After getting everything he wanted, he also kindly helped Professor Snape tidy up the room.

Looking at his masterpiece, he nodded with satisfaction.

Now it looks like an office, much more spacious and grand. It is nothing like before, when except for the aisle and the table in the middle, all other places were filled with materials and crucibles. It doesn't look like an office, but more like a warehouse.

He is a good person and has done good things.

In fact, Snape's attitude towards Tom changed a lot during this period. Not only did his temper become milder, but even when Tom asked questions, Snape answered them patiently, which could be said to be teaching him everything he knew.

The change was so great that Tom wondered if someone had used Polyjuice Potion to transform into Snape.

But that potion knowledge is not fake, so... this is me.

This made Tom hesitate whether to do this job.

After all, it is really not fair for you to steal someone else's valuable knowledge while they are teaching you it.

But after thinking for two and a half seconds, Tom decided not to.

He is an egoist by nature, and improving his abilities is his primary task. It is only natural for professors to reward outstanding students.

Worst case scenario... I can just compensate Snape later.

I haven't figured out how to compensate you yet, but there are plenty of opportunities.

After Tom figured it out, he went shopping without any burden.

By the way, I also unlocked the achievement of "Breaking into the Professor's Office at Night" and obtained 20 achievement points.

Unsure when Snape would return, Tom did not delay and left quickly after achieving his goal, returning to the Slytherin common room.

The door to the Slytherin common room was at the top of the basement. After entering, one had to walk down a long spiral staircase to reach the common room, so no one noticed that the door to the common room had been opened, and no one suspected Tom at all.

Today's operation ended perfectly. Tom happily found Daphne and played wizard chess with her.

at the same time.

The bathroom on the second floor of the castle.

Professor McGonagall, Quirrell who had gotten up from the ground, and Snape all gathered here.

The bathroom was in ruins. A fainted giant was tied up with chains, and four strong puppets were holding the chains tightly.

Surrounded by the professors were Harry, Ronald, and a ghost wearing glasses.

"What on earth are you playing at?" Professor McGonagall pursed his lips, with flames of anger burning in his pupils behind his glasses.

"I didn't ask you to go back to the dormitory, why are you here?"

Ronald looked pale, and Harry wasn't much better, his body was covered in dirty water and he looked very miserable.

"Sorry Professor, Ronald and I ran into this guy before we even had time to attend the dinner."

When Professor McGonagall learned that the two did not know what happened, his anger subsided a little. He thought about it and realized that he did not see Potter in the hall. As for Weasley,

Sorry, there are too many Weasleys, and she really can't pay attention to one or two less.

Just when Harry thought he had passed this hurdle, Snape spoke sinisterly.

"Oh? Our Mr. Potter even missed the Halloween dinner. I guess there must be something more important than the dinner. Let me guess... Are you planning a prank?"

"Of course not!"

Harry blurted out, but after defending himself, he didn't know what to say.

Did he mean to come find Ronald, whose heart was broken by Daphne's scolding, and spend too long to comfort him, causing him to miss the dinner?

If this gets out, Ronald will be completely socially ruined the next day.

Although Harry was not smart, he understood this point.

"I'm just not hungry and want to take a walk. Ronald is accompanying me and we were just about to go to the auditorium." Harry made up an excuse.

Snape didn't believe it, and wanted to say something else, but Professor McGonagall said, "Whatever the reason, you almost got into big trouble. In order to teach you a lesson, Gryffindor will deduct 20 points for this.

Professor McGonagall had already punished him, so Snape could only groan and say, "Tell me the details of what happened. How could you two knock out a giant monster?"

Although this statement sounded disrespectful, Harry and Ronald also felt that it was true.

They fight giant monsters?

Harry told him everything that had happened.

In fact, the process was very simple. Harry was comforting Ronald who was killed by Daphne, and then the troll came.

The two men didn't even think about the possibility of fighting the troll and just wanted to escape. The troll hit the wall between the men's and women's bathrooms with a stick, which startled Moaning Myrtle.

As a result, the troll was attracted by Myrtle and swung his stick wildly, trying to kill Myrtle.

But how could a physical entity touch a ghost? The troll became more and more angry, and swung the stick too hard. He lost his balance and hit the corner of the wall, fainting.

"You are lucky this time." Professor McGonagall glared at the two of them with lingering fear, then looked at Myrtle: "Myrtle, thank you for saving them both."

Myrtle lowered her head in embarrassment, "Well... it's just saving someone, I'll just pledge my love to you."

As she spoke, she secretly looked up at Harry.

Harry:

Sister, I'm still a child!

The troll incident was resolved without any danger, and Professor McGonagall drove Harry and Ronald away and told them to go back to the dormitory quickly.

She stayed to clean up the mess, Quirrell dealt with the troll, and Snape went to find Dumbledore to report the news.

Eighth floor.

Snape limped into the office. Dumbledore seemed to have known that he would come and had already sat behind the desk.

His eyes fell on Snape's injured leg, quite surprised.

"Severus, what is going on?"

"That damn dog." Snape sat down and said viciously, "I just entered the room to check the situation. I didn't even get close. He pounced on me before I even closed the door. He didn't even give me time to react."

"I couldn't kill him, and he bit me.

Dumbledore wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare.

Snape is not only a master of potions, but also an all-rounder. He invented a lot of magic when he was a student, and most of them were curses and dark magic.

If he tried his best, how could he be hurt by a three-headed dog?

It was not only due to negligence, but also because Snape was anxious and afraid that Quirrell had succeeded, so he broke in without taking any protective measures.

But... there could be other reasons.

Dumbledore thought of how pitiful he looked when he went to check on the three-headed dog. Could it be that he had a stress reaction after being beaten?

"Sev, it's actually like this." Dumbledore explained his guess.

Snape's expression changed from 0.0 to -_-.

He was tricked by that little b*****d Tom again?!

Snape was so angry that he slammed the table: "How can we allow him, a student, to not sleep well and go out for night activities every night?"

"Dumbledore, I strongly suggest that you give him detention as a severe punishment!"

Old Deng didn't respond and changed the subject: "Did you run into Quirrell there?"

Snape's attention was diverted, and he frowned. "No, I happened to run into him going upstairs when I was going downstairs. We went to the bathroom together to meet McGonagall. He couldn't have gone to the fourth floor before me."

Dumbledore nodded without thinking too much: "It seems that this is a test by Quirrell. After discovering that the defense is tight, he will think of other ways.

Snape thought so too.

But the result of their guess was correct, but their reasoning process was wrong.

Does Quirrell not want to come?

He was numb from being stepped on and it took him a long time to get up. By the time he finally ran to the second floor, Snape had already come down. How could he go any further?

After reporting the situation, Qi Neipu dragged his injured leg back to the office.

The fangs of the three-headed dog of hell contain poison, which cannot be cured by ordinary healing magic. It is necessary to use potions to detoxify first and then heal the wound.

Fortunately, all the materials are in the office and can be prepared tonight, otherwise it would be a lot of trouble if we delay it until the next day.

Taking out the key and opening the door, Snape pushed the door open and walked in. Then he swung it, and the flame in the fireplace and the candles on the shelf all lit up, illuminating the entire room.

Then Snape froze.

He blinked hard and rubbed his eyes.

Is this still his room?

Why is it so empty?

Usually the shelves are filled with bottles and jars, but today when I came in, two shelves were missing, and the remaining ones were half empty.

Snape's expression changed from confusion to shock, then from shock to anger, and finally to the ultimate form - red temperature.

How could he not understand that the Ligong Office had been robbed?

Under the great stimulation, the injury on Snape's leg seemed to have healed. He did not feel any pain at all and walked briskly back and forth in the room, counting what was lost.

Snape was well aware of his own treasures, so he sorted them out quickly. His head was dizzy and he collapsed in the chair.

Good news.

The ingredients for cooking the antidote are still there, so it won't delay his detoxification.

Bad news.

Apart from the antidote and some common materials, he didn't have anything else left.

The most precious ones were uprooted, and the less valuable ones were left with half or one third.

". "Sun thief, you are really good at taking things!"

Snape squeezed out those words from between his teeth. He clenched the armrests tightly with both hands, veins popping out. "Quirrell... don't let me find your chicken feet, or I will make you pay back with interest..."

The others didn't even suspect anything, so Snape naturally put the blame on Quirrell.

Apart from Quirrell, there are no suspicious people in this school. Even if it was students who stole, they only dared to steal the materials they needed, not like now, it was like they were here to purchase goods.

In addition, when he was going downstairs, he bumped into Quirrell who was going upstairs.

Her eyes were flustered and she avoided his scrutiny.

Isn't this all right?

I don't know whether Dumbledore will reimburse me for the loss.

He shed blood for the school, and he spent money for the school!

It took Snape a good half hour to recover from the loss and start brewing an antidote for himself.

Tom was also making medicine.

Deep in the forbidden forest, close to the territory of the Moon Crazy Beast.

Tom set up a crucible and concentrated on processing the materials under the light of the oil lamp. He was careful in every step and strived for perfection. He also opened the fourth dimension to let An

DeRoss watched the whole thing.

These materials are not easy to get, and he will be sad for a long time if he wastes one.

Tom originally wanted to practice with other potions and improve his skills before trying again, but Andros couldn't wait. Tom's body had to become stronger so that it could carry more magic power.

He also passed on more bloody curses.

Tom, unable to bear the annoyance, had to carry the pot to the forbidden forest to boil medicine at night.

As for why we didn't go to the Room of Requirement, it was because the strengthening potion had special requirements and had to absorb the energy of moonlight and sunlight.

Many advanced potions have such strange requirements, such as Animagus transformation, the shapeshifter must first hold the Mandrake leaf in his mouth for half a month, and then wait until the thunder

You can only try the first transformation on a rainy day. If you are unlucky, you may have to wait for a month or so.

After two hours, Tom finally finished processing the materials. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up to stretch his body.

New problems arise.

The strengthening potion needs to be boiled for three days and three nights. If it is left here, it is not safe even with the protection of trap magic. It is better to keep an eye on it.

Andros was also in trouble. He forgot that Tom had to go to school tomorrow.

Tom thought for a long time, and finally came up with a solution. He called out softly:

"Kaka."

Bang————!

There was an explosion, and a house-elf appeared in front of Tom and bowed deeply.

"Master Riddle."