HOGWARTS:I REALLY NOT DARK LORD

Gryffindor is the most loyal house. Although it is funny to see the twins being flattered everywhere, Tom is a Slytherin after all. How can they just watch him bully their own people?

"George, Fred, I'm here to help you!"

The first one to jump out was the Gemini's good friend Lee Jordan. He used all his strength to create a huge snowball, almost as big as the snowman, and then threw it over with a floating spell. However, because the speed was too slow, the snowman was shattered by a light slap.

Freyr, who had crawled out of the snowdrift, was so angry when he saw this: "Stupid Li, use the volley of bullets, who told you to use the levitation spell!"

"oh oh!"

Li Jordan finally reacted.

Other Gryffindor students also showed their skills. Some used magic to throw snowballs at the big snowman, while others followed Tom's example and tried to use Transfiguration to make snowmen, but they were not that big.

Suddenly, snowballs were flying all over the sky and snowmen were running all over the ground.

How could the Slytherin students just watch the Gryffindors besieging Tom? They all stepped forward to help.

It soon turned into a contest between the two colleges.

The little wizards Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw quickly hid far away, fearing that they would be accidentally hurt, and then became spectators with great interest.

Some students smacked their lips with regret, feeling annoyed that they did not bring snacks, otherwise they could have watched the fun while keeping their mouths busy.

Later, Hermione and Daphne stopped making snowmen and joined their respective colleges.

Slytherin has fewer people, but with Tom's big snowman, they will not be at a disadvantage.

Gryffindors can't do anything to the snowman, but they can take a beating.

Until Tom conjured up a big snowman, they immediately raised their magic wands and conjured up the French flag.

I don't want to play anymore. I don't want to play anymore.

How can they fight like this? The fighting power of just one opponent is as strong as that of all of them.

Many lower grade students looked at the higher grade students with resentment.

The first graders are so good, you seniors are not up to par.

Faced with the questioning looks from their juniors, the senior students turned their heads away unnaturally, not daring to look them in the eye.

The 'war' came to an end, the sky gradually darkened, and the little wizards, who had stretched their bodies, returned to the castle, preparing to eat and then take a comfortable bath in the bathroom.

Back in the auditorium, while Tom was eating, a piece of paper was passed to him.

"What is this?" Tom asked puzzledly, looking at the few names on it.

"This is an application for staying at school during the Christmas holidays." The fifth-grade male head leaned over and explained: "Tom, if you want to stay at school, write your name on it."

"Then I don't need it. I'll be home for Christmas." Tom shook his head and handed the parchment to Daphne. Daphne didn't even look at it and turned around and threw it to Birds.

"Tom, what are your plans for the holiday?" Daphne's eyes were full of expectation: "Would you like to come to my house? I have two English short-tailed cats at home, and they can do backflips."

Tom: "..."

This sounds weird.

"I'm sorry, Daphne." Although he felt a little reluctant, Tom still rejected her. "I have a lot of things to do during this holiday. I really can't spare the time to visit you."

The Greengrass family's estate is in Yorkshire, which is not too close.

"Is that so?" The little witch visibly wilted.

"Summer vacation, I promise to come to you during the summer vacation, and by the way, take a look at your sister who you said is cuter than you."

Tom made a promise. The Christmas holiday was short, only three weeks, but the summer vacation was two months long. Daphne thought about it and thought that two months would allow Tom to stay at her house for one and a half months.

The remaining half month is available for the two of us to travel, which seems to be more cost-effective.

I felt happy again all of a sudden.

After coaxing Daphne, Tom finally breathed a sigh of relief and started thinking about his own things while eating.

After classes this week, it will be Christmas vacation. He was not lying to Daphne just now, but he was really busy.

In the Muggle world, this year's Christmas is a earth-shaking day. Someone will send a big gift to the Western world, making "democracy and freedom" completely mainstream.

Tom doesn't seek to become rich, he just wants to make more money so that he can achieve financial freedom in the Muggle world.

He admitted that magic was amazing, but when it came to enjoying life and having a diverse hobby, Muggles had the advantage.

Besides, he doesn't even have his own house now, so he can't really become a son-in-law of the Greengrass family in the future.

In the magic world, his strengthening potions have all been used up, and he still needs to collect new materials.

During this time, Tom has prepared the Polyjuice Potion to facilitate the holiday operations.

Well, thanks to Professor Snape for the materials.

It was late at night and Tom started his night outing for the umpteenth time this semester.

He was about to leave school, and he planned to go to the Forbidden Forest to buy some supplies to ensure that he would have enough materials during the holidays.

We had been to the outer forbidden forests before, but this time Tom planned to go deeper to see some high-level magical animals.

For example... the giant spider.

The venom of the eight-eyed giant spider is like a panacea in the magic world, and its price is comparable to liquid gold.

Even if he doesn't need it, he can take it out and exchange it for some money when he is short of money.

Disliking the secret passage as too troublesome, Tom swaggered out of the castle's main gate this time. Now he had experience. Filch and his cats usually patrolled the second floor and above. To be more precise, they kept an eye on Gryffindor because these lions were the most dishonest.

Ravenclaw likes to stay in the lounge and read books, and Hufflepuff doesn't go upstairs when he comes out, but usually goes straight to the kitchen opposite.

Slytherin was too far away, and when I ran over there, the main building was completely empty.

Perhaps because it snowed all day, the night sky was exceptionally clear tonight, and the moonlight shone on the quiet castle without any hindrance. Tom tightened his clothes and put a layer of constant temperature spell on himself, and then he felt much better.

The winter in the Scottish Highlands is much colder than in London. The coldest time in London is just below zero, while the lowest temperature in Hogwarts has reached more than ten degrees below zero.

When he reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Tom suddenly stopped and sniffed hard.

The aroma of broth and meat penetrated my nose and went straight to my brain.

Tom was immediately furious.

Who is so immoral to cook such delicious food in the middle of the night? Isn't this poisoning in the middle of the night?

He subconsciously looked towards Hagrid's hut. The castle wouldn't be cooking at this time, so it could only be Hagrid who was nearby.

When I looked, not only was there no smoke from the cooking stove, but even the lights in the cabin were out.

I sniffed again. This smell... is coming from the forbidden forest?

Tom's eyes were full of disbelief.

Anyone having a picnic at this hour?

The poet holds.

Tom wanted to see who was so creative, so he walked into the forbidden forest.

The fragrance that entered his nose became stronger and stronger. He could even see the smoke from the cooking fire. He climbed over a small slope and came to a small sunken basin. [Tom finally saw the culprit.]

The three little men who were wrapped like rice dumplings were busy in full swing. They used stones and firewood to set up a soup pot and a baking tray. The soup was bubbling in the pot, and on the baking tray there was not only meat but also a few long loaves of bread.

Even Tom didn't notice it when he touched him from behind.

Until a faint voice came: "You are really in a leisurely mood. You are having a picnic in such a cold weather. Beef onion soup, roast lamb leg and grilled sausages. You are quite good at eating."

The three of them screamed as if they were electrocuted, and their bodies staggered to this and that.

The one in the middle fell to the ground, the one on the left squatted and held his head for defense, and the one on the right couldn't stand firmly, and was about to fall and hit the boiling soup pot.

Tom quickly took action, and controlled her with an invisible force, and turned her around.

Such a delicious pot of soup cannot be wasted.

And the 'Zongzi' rescued by Tom finally recognized him.

"Riddle?"

Zongzi, who was squatting with his head in his hands and begging for mercy, was stunned. He raised his head quickly, breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily: "Riddle, you are so scary! I thought someone was coming to arrest us!"

As he spoke, he pulled up the fallen Zongzi, "Don't be afraid, Eleanor, this is a classmate of ours."

Tom also recognized the identities of the three dumplings.

The person he rescued was Hannah Abbott, the iron-hat queen of Hufflepuff. The person who complained about him was Susan Bones, a student in the same grade. The last one seemed to be a sophomore, but I forgot his name.

.....

'Hello, I'm Eleanor Ashworth, second year at Hufflepuff.'

In front of the fire, Ashworth extended his hand, shook hands with Tom and introduced himself.

"Tom Riddle, Slytherin first year."

After getting to know each other, Tom looked at the Iron Hat King: "Hannah, what are you doing? You don't appreciate the good conditions in the cafeteria, and you go through so much trouble to come here and cook for yourself. What's wrong with you?"

Tom had some friendship with the Iron Hat King. Hufflepuff and Slytherin took History of Magic class together, and he had given Hannah his History of Magic homework for reference more than once.

"You're the one who's upset." Hannah and Susan rolled their eyes at Tom at the same time.

Hannah complained and explained: "The cooking skills of the house elves are too mediocre. I'm tired of eating the same things every day. If I want to eat something new, I have to come here myself."

"But we can't cook in the dormitory. Filch and Mrs. Norris are in the castle. Mrs. Norris has a very good nose. We can only come to the Forbidden Forest.

"You mean to say that you are better at crafting than a house-elf?"

"Of course, I love cooking the most." Hannah proudly puffed out her chest and raised her head.

"Really? I don't believe it. Let me try."

After saying that, without giving the three people time to react, Tom directly picked up the bowl and spoon, served himself a bowl, and took a sip without worrying about scalding himself.

"Well, it's really good. The freshness of onions, the milky aroma of butter, and the soft and tasty beef really whet your appetite." Tom's comments were very convincing.

"oi, I haven't tasted it yet." Hannah suddenly became anxious, and the other two hurriedly picked up the cutlery and started serving the soup.

Now that things have come to this, let's eat first.

Tom thought it was inconvenient to carry the food, so he simply turned a stone into a large round table and put the bread, soup, and barbecue on it.

Break off a piece of bread and dip it in the soup. The originally hard bread softens immediately and completely absorbs the essence of the soup. Then take a bite of the lamb leg, it is absolutely delicious.

Hannah was not bragging, her cooking skills were indeed much better than the elf's.

The meals cooked by the house-elves at Hogwarts are mediocre and soulless. Unless the flavor is particularly to your liking, the rest tastes pretty much the same, neither delicious nor terrible.

But the food Hannah cooked was much better, better than many restaurants Tom had eaten at in the Muggle world, and had a unique aroma.

"It's herbs. I added herbs. Many herbs can actually be used as spices."

Facing Tom's doubts, Hannah gave the answer: "You will never guess that I am in the soup.

Add tambourine mushrooms.

The tambourine mushroom is a type of fungus. It gets its name because its cap is very hard and sounds like a drum when it is struck.

Tom really didn't expect that this could be used for cooking, and gave Hannah a thumbs up.

"Hannah, I, Tom Riddle, would like to call you the best little cook in Hogwarts."

Hearing such straightforward praise, Hannah lowered her head in embarrassment and said modestly: "Actually, Susan also helped a lot. The pasta she made last time was delicious. I am still thinking about it.

Taste with that flavor."

Tom immediately looked at Susan Bones eagerly.

Susan shook her head repeatedly, "We didn't bring any ingredients this time, so we can't cook it."

"So when will you have dinner together next time?" Tom was very enthusiastic: "If you need any ingredients, you can come to me. I am very familiar with the house elves in the kitchen."

Hannah, Susan, and Ashworth looked peculiar.

It sounded too weird to say that he was familiar with the house-elf in the kitchen in front of Hufflepuff.

But none of the three doubted Tom's words.

In the previous meal, almost half of the food was eaten by Tom, and the remaining half was shared equally among the three of them.

The friendship between foodies is the simplest. Everyone likes to eat, so they are good friends.

After the meal, all three of them approved of Tom.

What a good eater.

"I'm afraid I won't have the chance this semester." Susan laughed dryly. The holiday would start in two days. Even if she was greedy, she would not come here to have a snack every day, otherwise she would become a little fat girl in no time.

"By the way, Tom, what are you doing in the Forbidden Forest?" Susan asked puzzledly.

Tom did not hide anything: "Looking for some materials. The goods in the shop in Diagon Alley are not complete, and they are not as fresh as those in the Forbidden Forest. The efficacy is much worse. I might as well look for them here."

"Then you must be careful." Hannah reminded: "There are many dangerous animals in the Forbidden Forest. Don't go too deep, just look around the edge.'

Tom smiled and nodded, agreeing.