HOGWARTS:I REALLY NOT DARK LORD

Since Quirrell returned to class, the students have been having a hard time again.

He did not learn any good things from Snape and continued to do the same thing as before, memorizing texts, reading texts, and writing book reviews.

There is no change.

That's not right either.

The unpleasant smell on Quirrell became stronger, making people wonder if he was a garlic spirit.

Moreover, students were required not to open the windows in class, so not only did they not learn well, but they also had to endure the attack of biological and chemical weapons.

Anyone would feel dizzy if this happened to them.

For a time, all the books in the library that recorded closed olfaction were borrowed, and the queue had already stretched to next year.

But for Tom, Quirrell's return is definitely a good thing.

Quirrell began to ask him to answer questions or help collect homework. This kind of small thing would add one or two points each time. It may not seem like much in a single class, but the accumulation cannot be ignored.

There were two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes per week. By December, Slytherin had experienced consecutive point deductions at the beginning of the semester, but now it had come from behind and surpassed Ravenclaw by 20 points.

In the past few weeks alone, Tom has earned more than 80 points from Quirrell.

It can be said that the seven grades of Slytherin are all carried on his shoulders.

Although Dumbledore seemed to seldom show up, he was paying attention to all the school affairs. He also noticed this situation. After checking the recent bonus records through the principal's authority, Dumbledore remained silent.

How did Tom get involved with Quirrell?

In one month, a professor gave Slytherin more than 80 points, saying there was no hidden secret. He wouldn't believe it even if he was under the Imperius Curse.

Dumbledore thought about it, called Snape over, and shared the situation with him.

Snape was originally quite happy. Everything had been going smoothly recently. Slytherin was in the lead again, and Quirrell didn't cause any trouble, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Snape's face darkened.

So the points for Slytherin were added by Quirrell?

What on earth was Tom Riddle going to do?

"I'll go find him." After saying that, Snape left angrily.

At this time, Tom was teaching Daphne how to weave flower ropes. He was puzzled when he heard that Snape was looking for him.

As soon as he arrived at the office, before he sat down, Snape got straight to the point: "Riddle, what's going on between you and Quirrell?"

"He gave you 80 extra points a month. Are you his long-lost biological father?"

"professor."

Tom was not happy, "I noticed that your level of sarcasm has improved again. How can you curse so badly?

If Professor Quirrell was really my son, I should have learned the Unforgivable Curses three days in advance."

"Don't be so playful with me." Snape said coldly, "What's going on? Why did Quirrell give you so many points?"

Tom sat across from Snape skillfully and said sincerely, "The reason is actually quite simple.

I found out that he wanted to kill Harry in that Quidditch match and also wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

So I used these to threaten him, and he not only agreed to give me extra points, but also gave me 100 Galleons every month."

"Once you get the Philosopher's Stone, you will even have to share the Elixir of Life and the gold made from the Philosopher's Stone with me."

"???"

A large number of question marks appeared on Snape's forehead.

Are you so honest?

wrong!

Snape's aura became fierce, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring at Tom: "Why do you know about the Philosopher's Stone?"

Tom explained again.

Snape's breath slowly subsided, and his body slowly relaxed, leaning back in the chair.

Then he laughed, and he laughed out of anger.

It turns out that people really laugh when they are speechless.

Dumbledore, look at the people you've got. Several first-year students can get the most crucial information out of Hagrid.

"Do you want the Philosopher's Stone?" Snape asked suddenly.

"Yes." Tom answered sincerely, "But I can't beat Dumbledore."

Snape didn't even look at him, pointing to the door: "Get out."

It was not until Tom walked to the door that his warning came from inside the room: "Stay away from Quirrell. Don't meet him alone. Stop it, Riddle."

"Got it, Professor." Tom waved his hand and closed the door.

That night, Snape told Dumbledore everything.

After hearing this, Dumbledore didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He was sure that Tom had no idea about the Philosopher's Stone, otherwise he would not have revealed the truth so clearly.

Snape would not miss the opportunity to mock Dumbledore, "This is the helper you are looking for. What else does that half-blood giant have except his loyalty to you?"

"The most important thing is how much trouble he has caused. Every time, you have to clean up the mess, Dumbledore. If you don't control him, he will cause you bigger trouble sooner or later."

"Potter didn't ask anything, but he just spilled all the beans. I even suspected that he stole my potion ingredients and made Veritaserum to drink as water."

Fortunately, Tom wasn't here, otherwise he would definitely call Snape a prophet.

The troubles Hagrid has caused have only just begun. If it happened to anyone else, they would have been sent to Azkaban if it happened to the magical creatures that injured people and the illegal breeding of blasting-tailed skrewts.

But Hagrid is still alive and well in Hogwarts and even becomes a professor.

"Snape, there is no such thing as loyalty or disloyalty." Dumbledore calmly retorted: "Hagrid trusts me, just as I trust you. We are all like-minded friends. There is no distinction between superiors and subordinates."

Snape smiled. Is this the White Devil from Gryffindor?

He was impressed by Dumbledore's words. The naked reality turned into touching sincere emotions from his mouth. It was much more effective than Voldemort's words to deal with a brainless person like Hagrid.

"So what are you going to do now? Even some students already know about the existence of the Philosopher's Stone. Are you really so confident that Quirrell won't get it?"

"I believe my methods can prevent Quirrell, but...some rules need to be changed to prevent some children from getting hurt by mistake. I will be responsible for this matter.

Snape seemed to suddenly understand.

It seems that Dumbledore just wants Harry to dig out more secrets. What does he want to do?

"Dumbledore, can the Philosopher's Stone help people become stronger?" Snape asked suddenly.

"Sev?"

Dumbledore looked at Snape in surprise.

He had thought he knew Snape completely, but when he asked this question, he realized he was wrong.

Snape explained: "Nicolas Flamel gave you the Philosopher's Stone, which means you can do whatever you want with it. If you can use it to enhance your power... wouldn't that make it easier to fight against the You-Know-Who?"

"Is that so..." Dumbledore groaned for a moment, "In fact, the energy in the Philosopher's Stone has been almost consumed, but even a perfect Philosopher's Stone will not have any effect."

"Otherwise Nico wouldn't have his current level of magic. To be honest... never mind." Dumbledore laughed.

Compared with his alchemy attainments, Nico's magical prowess is really hard to describe.

"Is that so?" Snape sighed regretfully.

This wasn't a pity for Dumbledore, it was a pity for Tom.

Snape actually knew that Dumbledore would most likely not use external objects to improve his strength, so he asked this question to see if the Philosopher's Stone could help Tom.

The plan to train a new demon king had always been on his mind, and the more talent Tom showed, the more determined he became.

Snape was disappointed to lose a shortcut, and immediately lost interest in talking to Dumbledore.

But Dumbledore still had something to say. He smiled awkwardly: "Sev, look at those extra points for Slytherin..."

"You can't deduct points." Snape's face immediately turned stern. "Once you deduct points, Quirrell will notice something unusual and guess that Riddle told you about it."

"But this is unfair to other houses." Dumbledore advised, "Even without these points, Slytherin has a great chance of winning."

Snape shot back with one sentence: "It's all for the greater good, Dumbledore. Impatience can ruin a great plan."

Dumbledore was helpless as he couldn't convince Snape.

Actually, what Snape said made sense. It was not worth it to alert Quirrell to such a small matter and make him realize that Tom was just teasing him.

Just consider it a reward for Tom facing the treasure and sticking to his nature.

Seeing that Dumbledore said nothing more, Snape smiled and left the office.

Soon it was mid-December. One morning, when Hogwarts School woke up from its dream, it was suddenly covered with a layer of silver frost.

It was snow, the first snow of this winter. The excited little wizards took advantage of their free time to rush to the field and play snowball fights.

The Weasley twins were punished, not for the snowball fight, but for bewitching a few snowballs so that they chased Quirrell around and hit his turban from behind.

Tom was amazed at what he saw.

This is really brave, chasing Voldemort and fighting him. I don't know if the death of one twin and the disability of the other twin has anything to do with what happened today.

Considering Voldemort's petty mind, it should be very possible.

"Tom, snowball fights are boring, let's go build a snowman." Daphne stood behind Tom. She was fully armed today, not only wearing a white down jacket and pants, but also a white hat with two small pompoms hanging down.

Not to mention making a snowman, she herself is like a cute snow doll.

"Call Hermione along, and see who can make the better-looking snowman."

Daphne agreed as soon as she heard it and urged Tom to hurry up.

Although Daphne and Hermione have a good relationship now and are not as confrontational as they were at the beginning of the school year, the two of them are always bickering and competing with each other, as if this is a way for them to enhance their relationship.

Tom ran back to the castle, thinking that the means of communication in the magical world were really inconvenient and he had to walk to find someone.

He still had to find a way to come up with a communication tool. He had been studying alchemy for some time, so he could give it a try.

He didn't have to go to the tower to see Hermione. In his free time, as long as he wasn't with himself, he would spend it in the library.

Sure enough, Tom found Hermione reading in the library and pulled her out without saying a word.

When Hermione heard that they were going to build a snowman, she was a little reluctant, but Tom said that she should combine work and rest and change her mind so that she could study more efficiently, so she agreed.

However, when Hermione arrived outside the castle and saw the snow-covered world, she became excited.

Each of them built a snowman, and Tom was the referee.

Fearing that the two little witches' hands would get frostbitten, he considerately cast a constant temperature magic for them, so that they would not feel cold even if they held the snowballs.

The only drawback was that the snowballs would melt faster.

When casting the spell, Tom grabbed two sweet and soft little hands. The girls blushed, looked at each other, then hummed and took their hands away.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking air behind him. Tom didn't even turn his head, raised his wand, and the snowball whizzed back the same way, even faster.

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Then he cried out "ouch" twice. (De Nuo Zhao)

"Riddle, you cheated!" Fred, who had just been released by Professor McGonagall, covered his head and shouted, "How can you use magic to play snowballs!

Tom then turned around and looked at the twins who were grinning. He felt very innocent. "But didn't you use magic against Professor Quirrell before? I saw it all."

"Besides, shouldn't wizards use magic when they have a snowball fight?"

The twins looked at each other, drew their wands at the same time, and said to Tom with a sly smile: "Then don't blame us for winning unfairly, Riddle, let's have a magic snowball fight."

After he finished speaking, hundreds of snowballs flew up from the ground around them. The scene was so spectacular that even Ying Xiaogang looked over.

Hermione and Daphne saw that the twins were trying to fight two against one, so they wanted to help but were rejected by Tom.

"Look how I deal with them."

Tom tapped the ground with his magic wand, and the snow several feet deep suddenly shook and gathered together. In front of the twins' dumbfounded eyes, it quickly formed a ten-meter-high

Giant snowman C.

He scooped up a snowball bigger than the Weasley brothers and threw it over.

George and Fred were so frightened by the sight of the snowballs they had made that they were just as good as Tom.

With a strange cry, the two began to flee separately. The snowman threw snowballs one after another, and soon Fred was hit. The ice and snow penetrated through the gaps in his clothes and made him cold.

Screaming and screaming.

Professor McGonagall, who was standing at the gate, was not angry when he saw this scene, but smiled instead.

If Tom had demonstrated this level of Transfiguration in class, she would have given him ten points.

At the top of the ivory tower, Dumbledore stood on the windowsill, looking at the adorable snowman and nodded with a smile.