Hogwarts: I, Tom, am really not Voldemort!

Cassandra stared blankly as Tom muttered, "I need a room to hide things..."

He paced back and forth three times along the wall opposite the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy being bashed by trolls. Suddenly, a door appeared on the wall. She curiously asked Tom, "What is this?"

Tom patiently explained to her, "The Room of Requirement. Concentrate on imagining the space you need, and walk back and forth here three times like I just did, and the room will appear. Alright, Cassandra, let's go in." He pushed open the door and entered first.

Cassandra followed Tom closely, entering a cluttered storeroom filled with junk. The stale air and thick dust made the young lady instinctively cover her mouth and nose, frowning as she asked, "What are we doing here?"

"Looking for something, Ravenclaw's diadem," Tom replied without turning his head as he walked into the room.

Cassandra hurried to catch up, incredulously asking, "Ravenclaw's diadem? That thing really exists? Hasn't it been missing for centuries? And are you sure such a treasure would be in this kind of junk room?"

"But it does exist, and it's here," Tom replied with certainty.

Seeing Tom so sure, Cassandra was about to ask why, but she saw Tom stop.

"What's wrong?" Cassandra asked, puzzled.

"Found it, but you'd better hide a little further away now. No matter what you see later, don't make a sound." Tom pointed to a pile of goods in the distance, advising Cassandra.

If it were anyone else, Cassandra's personality might have led her to retort sarcastically, but with Tom, she listened obediently and found a hiding place to conceal herself.

Seeing that Cassandra had hidden herself well, Tom opened a box on the cabinet in front of him.

Reaching out to touch the diadem inside, the soul within seemed to be touched, and a cloud of black mist floated out of the diadem, enveloping Tom.

"Open your soul to me, and I can grant you all the secrets of magic."

The hoarse, seductive voice echoed in the empty room.

Hiding in the shadows, Cassandra followed Tom's instructions, clutching her wand in one hand and tightly covering her mouth with the other, afraid to make a sound.

"Alright, Tom, or Voldemort, shut up. Only ghosts can be fooled by you. Anyone with a kindergarten diploma wouldn't fall for that." Tom's expression didn't change at all as he faced Voldemort's antics, and he opened his mouth to mock him.

The Voldemort soul in the diadem gradually coalesced into a snake-like face, coldly looking at Tom's familiar face, and asked with a hint of curiosity, "Who are you?"

Tom sneered, "Why does every Voldemort like to ask this question? The diary was like that, the ring was like that, the cup was like that, and now you're still like that, ha!"

"You..." For the first time, a look of horror appeared on Voldemort's snake-like face.

Just then, a cry of "Ah!" suddenly came from Cassandra's hiding place.

"So, there's a little mouse too." The black mist of Voldemort's soul immediately prepared to envelop Cassandra.

Just as Voldemort made a move, Tom also activated the Soul Furnace at the right time.

Golden light intertwined with the black mist, covering, gathering, and enveloping it.

"If I let you hurt someone I brought, wouldn't I be too embarrassed?"

Cassandra, who instinctively wanted to run away because she had screamed upon hearing Voldemort's name, stopped when she heard Tom's words and couldn't help but peek out to see Tom bowing slightly to Voldemort, who was howling miserably in the ball of light.

Cassandra, who came out of hiding and slowly approached Tom, happened to see Tom absorbing the substance left by Voldemort bit by bit, and couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice, "Are you really the Dark Lord?"

Tom endured the familiar pain and smiled at Cassandra, not answering her immediately.

But such a smile seemed to imply agreement in Cassandra's eyes, and the fear made the proud young lady tremble even more.

After absorbing the pure white substance, Tom opened the panel to check:

【Name: Tom Marvolo Riddle】

【Profession: Wizard】

【Magic Power: Level 8】

【Talents:

Transfiguration: 10 / 10

Charms: 10 / 10

Potions: 10 / 10

Herbology: 10 / 10

Divination: 2 / 10

Alchemy: 10 / 10

......

Dark Arts: 10+ / 10】

【Special Talent: Parseltongue】

【Skills: Occlumency (Passive, Perfect), Wand Protection (The host's wand can shield Trace, Prior Incantato, and a series of tracking magic), Soul Furnace (Can absorb specific soul substances without side effects), Silent and Wandless Magic, Apparition...】

【Spells: Avada Kedavra Lv8, Crucio Lv8, Imperio Lv8, Fiendfyre Lv8, Levitation Charm Lv8, Lumos Lv8, Accio Lv8, Protego Lv8, Confringo Lv8....】

【Special Items: 《Secrets of Advanced Dark Arts》 (Annotated by Grindelwald), Combat Crystallization (Unactivated)】

Tom closed the panel, noticed Cassandra's abnormality beside him, and softly asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Cassandra recovered, lowered her head with fear and respect, "Dark Lord!"

"!"

Tom forced a helpless smile and shook his head helplessly at Cassandra, "Unfortunately, I'm not."

Cassandra remained respectful, showing an expression of understanding, obviously not taking Tom's words seriously.

Seeing this, Tom didn't bother to explain any further and was about to take Cassandra away when he suddenly felt a pang in his heart and stopped.

The special item that had been dim in the system—Combat Crystallization—suddenly appeared out of thin air, emitting an orange light.

"What is this?" Cassandra exclaimed, asking Tom, but at this time Tom had no time to answer her. The long-lost system sound rang in his mind.

"Detected that the host's magic power level has reached level 8, and the Combat Crystallization is automatically activated."

"Mission Instance 《Battle of Hogwarts》 automatically generated."

"Mission Objective: Survive for one hour. (Voldemort, who has almost been destroyed Horcruxes and is wielding the Elder Wand, is at his weakest moment even if he is still at his peak, please face him)"

"Hint: For the first instance, the host will participate with the main body, please be careful, death will be irreversible."

"Mission objective completed, 《Battle of Hogwarts》 will become a permanent instance, the host will have one chance to challenge it every day, the permanent instance host will enter in the form of consciousness, failure has no penalty."

"The host will be forcibly teleported in 10 seconds."

"10!"

"9!"

"8!"

… …

"2!"

"1!"

Before Tom could digest this sudden information, he felt a dizzy spell.

Under Cassandra's astonished gaze, the orange light of the Combat Crystallization formed a vortex, taking Tom away from the spot and disappearing into thin air.