HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 5 Something is wrong

The corners of Tom's eyes twitched subtly, "Yes."

So all of them worked hard for this bet, staring at the book very seriously, waving their wands from time to time, and whispering spells in their mouths.

Dumbledore noticed their side as soon as he entered the classroom.

To be precise, he paid special attention to Tom Riddle. The behavior of this child in the orphanage worried him. At such a young age, he had already learned to use magic to scare other children in the orphanage. Dumbledore didn't think it was What a good sign.

So he subconsciously looked for Tom as soon as he entered the door, and then saw Tom in the row of seats against the wall on the left.The boy buried his head in the book, and said a word or two to the girl next to him from time to time, looking very serious and easy to get along with.

His arrival also attracted the attention of the students, and the little wizards looked at him together.

"Good morning children, I am your Transfiguration professor, Albus Dumbledore."

"Today is your first class at Hogwarts. I know this is a bit straightforward, so that you may not be used to life in Hogwarts, but I still hope that everyone will try their best to follow my explanation... "

"Please open the textbook, the first page. Today's content is very simple."

……

After a while.

"That's the end of the demonstration, now it's your turn." Dumbledore smiled kindly, he waved his wand lightly, a box next to the podium opened, and a bundle of matches flew out of it.

They spread out in the air, floating and distributed to everyone.

"Let's start with something simple, come on, please try to turn it into a thin needle."

Huh——After taking a deep breath, Itana raised her wand with a serious expression, and pointed it at the match——

After more than ten minutes, nothing happened. She pressed her eye sockets and turned her head to look to the side.

Tom gave her a casual look, pointed his wand at the match and said a spell, and the match twisted and turned into a thin needle.

Dumbledore, sensing the magic unleashed by the full spell, walked towards their table.

"Oh, yes, Tom, you are quite gifted indeed."

Hughes stopped his movements and turned his head, a little surprised at how fast the quiet boy moved.

Itana held her cheek with one hand, and looked at the match in front of her rather tangled.

"Very good, you did a good job." Dumbledore twisted the thin needle and showed it in front of the students, "Slytherin plus five points."

Itana saw the corners of Tom's lips rise and fall, and thanked Dumbledore modestly.

When the old man left here to go and guide other students, Tom turned his face and said to her solemnly: "I succeeded."

His voice was flat, as if he was just stating a fact, and it was insignificant.

But Itana completely saw the pride hidden in those eyes.

Well, since this is the case.

"Brother." Itana said decisively, then looked at the two Ravenclaws who also turned their heads in the front seat, and reminded: "Brother."

The two boys seemed a little reluctant, but finally fulfilled the bet under the moral education of Itana.

Tom seemed to be smiling, but his expression remained the same when Itana looked again.

"Okay, then it's our duel!" Itana raised an eyebrow at Hughes and the others with a rare unstoppable motivation in her heart.

"Isn't it over?" Hughes was puzzled.

"The war is never over, stop your honor as Ravenclaws!" Itana made a declaration in the second grade very suitable for her age.

The two boys blinked, "Okay."

However, the match failed to turn into a needle until the end.

Itana lost her dignity in the end, but she didn't think it was a big deal.

And she feels like she's not all for nothing.

Her transfiguration was performed, and although she didn't turn into a needle, the match still changed.

There are two human-like legs growing on both sides of the match, very thin, but the structure is very similar to human beings.

The long-legged match is running happily on the desk.

Dumbledore: "..."

Tom: "..."

People around: "Hahahahahahaha..."

Well, even if Professor Dumbledore didn't think it was a success, Etana herself was quite satisfied.

After class, she grabbed the match with two legs with her fingers, and in Dumbledore's inexplicable and strange eyes, she begged for her work to be taken away.

"I think it's ok, Miss Immoteletti." The old man finally agreed.

"You can take some matches with you, and you can try it a few more times."

Itana nodded repeatedly.

The match, with its two thin legs, kicked between her palms, and she tied a string to the match, at the end of which she fastened to the button of her robe.

"Are you going to take it to the auditorium with you?" Tom looked at the long-legged matches and bounced around. The feeling of this dead thing turning into a living thing was quite weird.

After class, they came together as they should.

"Of course, I plan to take it to the library for tomorrow's class!" Itana said in a relaxed and cheerful tone, stretching out her fingers to tease the match, with a smile on her face.

"..." Tom paused, "Okay."

He turned his eyes away from looking at the match that he didn't know whether it was a creature or an object. A sense of absurdity came to his mind. Is this the magic world?

Itana let go of the length of string that was fastening to the button of her dress, clamped it in her hand instead, and began twirling the string around her fingers.

Whoosh, whoosh, somehow, Tom thought he heard the sound of the rope breaking through the air, and he knew that the weight of the match could not make this sound, which was undoubtedly his illusion.

Although this girl was a bit strange, based on the conversation on the train yesterday, he was sure that she was someone worth wooing.

Tom lowered his eyes, quietly thinking about his next plan.

He is definitely not willing to be an ordinary student who has achieved nothing. Judging from today's first class, he is much better than them all, and he should be their leader.

But the warning Dumbledore gave him in the orphanage made him understand that this is not an orphanage, and they are not children in the orphanage who only cry and yell. He needs to use a more covert method...

Whoosh whoosh—that sound became more pronounced.

Tom recovered from his thoughts for a while, and looked at Itana again, his expression blank for a moment.

At some point, the number of matches tied to the rope had grown into more than a dozen. They either grew hands or feet, and thin lines extended from their bodies, entangled and tied each other, and those hands and feet pushed each other densely.

Itana stopped swinging again, took a match from her robe pocket, tapped her wand, and a hand and a foot grew from the match.

The girl picked up the wand, and another thin thread grew out of the match, and she swiftly wound the thin thread around the match at the other end of the rope a few times——

The weight of one match may indeed not have the ability to make a sound of breaking through the air, but what about twenty?

　The magic has changed the principle of magic generation, and will explain it slowly later.Of course, I am very self-aware, this thing cannot withstand scrutiny, there are a lot of bugs, and it is impossible to fix it (sad)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)