Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Chapter 172 Ghost

Tom stepped away with some surprise in his heart. He didn't quite understand why this senior sister with whom he didn't have many social connections came to his room so late at night.

"Ha~ Don't worry, I don't dare to do anything to you..."

Walder took a breath and looked at the young man in front of him steadily. She didn't have much time to stay in Hogwarts until she left here.

She was going back, to that inhumane home, to teach her stupid good-for-nothing brother, and to wait for Orion to marry her...

"Can I get a promise from you..."

Tom frowned, not quite understanding what these pure-blood nobles were thinking. Are they engraving Slytherin's rules in their bones?

Then you don't believe it so much...his little Parselmouth words!

He has no power, what can he do to these people? Besides using strength to crush and directly kill those who are an eyesore, what else can you do?

"Hmm~ This is nothing strange. I believe you have seen through it a long time ago, haven't you~ Why would nobles of all sizes put aside their pride and gather around you..."

"I can give you my loyalty, and even the loyalty of the entire Black family, and what I want in return is very simple..."

"No matter what, you can't hurt the Black family, ever..."

After hesitating for a moment, Tom nodded and agreed. He would not become the Dark Lord. As long as he and the people around him were not offended, why should he hurt others.

What misunderstanding do these people have about him?

"If you didn't make the wrong decision...then...please work together."

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After sending Volga away, Tom closed the door and rolled his eyes. He would be very busy after leaving Hogwarts, and it would be better if those nobles did not cause trouble.

I don’t know what happened to the white-haired peacock. If Abraxas knew about it, he would go to North America in the future.

The time of return is not yet certain... maybe there will be some awkwardness with him for a while?

Raising his hand to touch his lower lip, Tom smiled very gently, "Ha~ I'll see you after you give birth to an heir..."

Otherwise...he wouldn't be able to help but knock people unconscious and take them away!

What's so good about heirs!

He only cries, makes trouble, gets in the way, and makes trouble...

Tom imagined a miniature version of Abraxas, his eyes flashed, and suddenly he felt that that troublesome creature was not bad, he... seemed to be able to accept it...

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The conversation with Dumbledore yesterday was not pleasant, so Tom decided to start with the ghost. The relics of the four founders, perhaps only Gryffindor's sword, were still in Hogwarts.

It is rumored that Rowena Ravenclaw became seriously ill in the eleventh century, and eventually died of grief.

Why would one of the smartest witches be so sad?

Tom was walking on the empty corridor, and in the gazebo in the distance, Ms. Gray was standing there alone.

After adjusting his robe, Tom stepped forward quickly with a smile on his face and said in a gentle and low voice, "Ms. Gray... I hope I didn't disturb you."

Ms. Gray tilted her head slightly. Even though she was a ghost now, she was much more beautiful than most witches, but her cold and indifferent temperament gave people a feeling of being inaccessible.

"Tom...Riddle...you are much better than some Slytherin guys."