He doesn't care about rumors, and sometimes he creates them to achieve his goals.

However, he still planned to distance himself, he could not be seen as ambitious and eager, and the Shuling Professor, who didn't seem to understand anything, had to make her trust him no matter what.

For the next few days, Tom spent the days in the forbidden section of the library, where all kinds of high magic filled him with longing. Strength, he wants supreme power.

Of course, there is another, more important reason.

He has a new target, a new Chippache living in Little Hangletonshire.

"Mr. Riddle, why are you here?" The freshman he met in the library seemed to greet him very well, and after taking a closer look at him, he said, "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person...... You guys are so similar. ”

When asked, he learned that there was a man in Little Hangleton who looked almost exactly like him, but he was much older and had the surname Riddle.

"Is he a wizard?" Tom already had 90% of the thought that the man might be his father.

"Of course not, he's a Muggle." Hufflepuff freshman said.

Tom's eyes twinkled and he felt angry inside, but he kept the smile and asked, "It's amazing, do you know the full name of that Mr. Riddle?" ”

"Sorry, I don't know."

In order to get more information, Tom would also pay attention to whether the new students in the ordinary area were coming while flipping through the forbidden book area, so he took the initiative to enthusiastically explain the contents of the books as a senior, and expressed his curiosity about Mr. Riddle. 596

So the Hufflepuff freshman agreed to write back to his parents and ask him about Mr. Riddle.

In the past two days in the library, Tom has also learned something else, he has read some magic circles about time and space, which need a lot of magic materials to support, and no wizard has tried magic circles for nearly a hundred years.

Time is the deepest magic.

In the evening, while having dinner in the hall, President Duppert introduced everyone to the new professor.

"Today I am pleased to inform you of the good news that we will be offering a new elective, Oriental Magic. This is your course teacher, Miss Daiyu Lin. Principal Dippet stood in front of the owl podium and waved his hand to the teacher's seat.

Xijing got up and nodded slightly to everyone shyly, his gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep everyone and fell on Tom's body.

He smiled politely, a standard honor student.

Oriental Magic's classes are scheduled at 2 p.m. on Thursdays, and students from the fourth grade and above who do not have electives during this time period can sign up.

Tom Riddle didn't sign up because he had drafted the Ancient Magic Script class at this time, and the Ancient Magic Script could help him understand the ancient and profound black arts. But he needed to figure out what was going on with the self-proclaimed guide, so in the Slytherin study group he had formed, he hoped someone could help him.

"The magic of different regions may be helpful for my magic research paper." He sat on the sofa with his head down and casually flipped through the books in his hand, as if to say to himself, "But the ancient magic is also very important, and those advanced magic can help us better." ”

There was always no shortage of followers around him, and when he sat there in the common room, he was surrounded by Slytherin students.