Hogwarts: I, Tom, am really not Voldemort!

“Before sending you to Azkaban, why don't we try other methods to see if you'll agree.”

Umbridge's ugly face wore a hint of manic glee as she slowly approached Tom.

As a result, before she could react, she suddenly lost consciousness.

...

When Umbridge woke up again, she found herself hanging in a dilapidated room.

Tom was sitting on a chair in front, idly tapping her wand.

Besides Tom, there were other people in the room.

Two figures in black robes and hoods, wearing silver masks, stood behind Tom, clearly Death Eaters.

“Where is this? Let me down! I'll send you to Azkaban. If I disappear, the Ministry of Magic will come looking!”

Umbridge shouted and struggled.

“Clearly, our Dolores Umbridge hasn't grasped the situation!”

The soul-searing pain made Umbridge feel like she was better off dead, and she immediately shut her mouth.

“It seems only the Cruciatus Curse can make Ms. Umbridge shut up. Now we can have a good chat. You know, getting you from Hogwarts Castle to here took a lot of effort. Special thanks to Gilderoy Lockhart for his strong support.”

Umbridge's heart skipped a beat. Lockhart was involved in this? Before she could think further, Tom clapped his hands.

A person who looked just like Umbridge, with the same face and attire, entered from outside. Who else could it be but Umbridge?

Under Umbridge's horrified gaze, Tom slowly said, “As for the disappearance, isn't that a problem a Polyjuice Potion can solve? Now, you go back to Hogwarts. Don't let our Umbridge investigator disappear for too long.”

After 'Umbridge' left, Tom said to the completely distraught Umbridge:

“Now, let me reintroduce myself. I'm Tom Riddle, Professor Dumbledore's most trusted man among the Death Eaters. I'm the only angel personally appointed by him among the Death Eaters, code-named 'Death'.”

As Tom spoke, he randomly scribbled on his chest and began to sing in a lyrical tone, “May the great Dumbledore's will be done on Earth as it is in his kingdom.”

The two Death Eaters behind Tom, with great perception, followed their leader, scribbling randomly on their chests and chanting loudly.

However, under their masks, their eyes twitched madly.

Since when did Death Eaters have so-called angels? And with the code name Death? Shouldn't it be Leaping over Death? But their master's ability to spin a yarn is truly amazing.

Dumbledore is lucky to know a master like you.

Umbridge was stunned by Tom's words: “So, Dumbledore has really become the new leader of the Death Eaters? Lockhart is also a Death Eater?”

“Of course, Professor Dumbledore never hides such things. Let me tell you a little secret, Professor Lockhart is Dumbledore's forbidden love.”

Tom looked certain, showing no sign of lying.

Just as Umbridge was trying to digest the information in Tom's words, Tom's next words made her tremble uncontrollably.

“Dolores Jane Umbridge, father, Orford Umbridge, once worked in the Magical Maintenance Department; mother, Ellen Cranell, a Muggle; and a Squib brother. After the age of 15, you lived with your father in the magical world, while your mother and Squib brother lived in the Muggle world. From then on, you, a half-blood witch, tried every means to disguise yourself as a pure-blood wizard. Am I right?”

“Oh, don't rush to deny it. I have a lot of evidence in my hands.”

“You… how did you know?” Umbridge cried out, her voice trembling.

Her biggest secret, which she was ashamed of, was ruthlessly revealed by Tom. Her pupils dilated with horror, and she trembled uncontrollably.

Tom gleefully observed Umbridge's reaction. Killing the heart is more effective than physical pain. How can physical pain be more unforgettable than mental torment?

“However, I must say, as a half-blood pretending to be a pure-blood, your methods are too clumsy, and your pure-blood theory is too crude. Your methods of ingratiating yourself with your superiors for promotion are also very deliberate. It's simply a disgrace to Slytherin.”

Tom casually belittled Umbridge. Perhaps others might find this statement controversial, but Tom was certainly qualified to say it.

“Also, have people privately said that you're more like a Death Eater than Death Eaters? But I'm sorry to say that we Death Eaters also have pursuits and ideals. Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can join. Someone of your caliber… um… sorry, you're far from meeting our Death Eater standards.”

“Crucio!”

“See, you can't even withstand the pain of the Cruciatus Curse. You're far inferior to us Death Eaters.”

Umbridge first had her biggest secret revealed by Tom, then was bombarded by Tom's insults, and was completely denied. She also suffered a Cruciatus Curse. The double torment of spirit and body made her seem to lose her energy. She no longer had her original superior attitude and looked very listless.

“Alright, that's all for tonight. You two, take good 'care' of her, but don't kill her.”

Hearing their master's emphasized words 'take care,' the two exchanged knowing glances and nodded understandingly.

The next night, when Tom stepped into the dilapidated house again and saw Umbridge, judging from her mental state, she had clearly been well 'taken care of' by his two subordinates.

Umbridge was about to speak, but Tom stunned her with a Stupefy.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that Tom had brought her to the centaurs' territory.

“What do you want to do? No, don't… Help….”

After Tom used his strength to have a friendly exchange with the centaurs in front of him, Umbridge was given to them as a gift. Watching the centaurs happily drag Umbridge away, Tom felt really happy.

The next night, when Tom saw Umbridge again in the centaur tribe, she was curled up on the ground, shivering. When she saw Tom, she said to him in a weak voice, “Take me away… Save me, please…”

It seemed that Umbridge had really had a pleasant day here.

After being stunned by Tom with a Stupefy, Umbridge woke up again and found herself hanging in the dilapidated house again.

For the next two days, Tom never appeared again, as if he had forgotten her. Only his two Death Eater subordinates were diligently 'taking care' of her.

Just as she was being 'taken care of' and had made up her mind to agree to whatever Tom asked, Tom appeared again.

Only this time, when she woke up from the Stupefy, she found herself in a luxurious room, and she was lying on a comfortable sofa.

Feeling the treatment she hadn't had in days, Umbridge's heart was filled with unease.

What exactly was that man going to do?