Curses Can Be Used Like This?

A sharp, high-pitched voice suddenly rang out, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief; Lockhart's life was finally saved.

Fifteen minutes later, in the Headmaster's Office.

"Lawless! Utterly lawless!" Phineas Black's portrait jumped around on the wall, his mustache bristling with rage.

"Hogwarts student dared to hit a teacher! In our day, we wouldn't even have dared to dream of such a thing!"

"Riddle, do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have a little talent?"

"You're finished today. Even Albus Dumbledore can't save you. You must be expelled!"

Professor Flitwick rescued Lockhart and had a student take him to the Hospital Wing. He then took Tom straight to the Headmaster's Office.

He sighed and complained the whole way until the Stone Guardian opened the door, at which point he whispered some instructions to Tom.

"Riddle, apologize properly later, and Headmaster Dumbledore won't punish you severely."

After saying that, Flitwick told Albus Dumbledore the whole story.

Following Albus Dumbledore's instructions, he went to fetch Snape and then hurriedly left.

Everyone in the office was silent. Snape stood in the doorway with his arms crossed and a gloomy face.

Besides Phineas, the portraits of the other deceased principals also show expressions of dissatisfaction. Students hitting teachers is absolutely intolerable!

This is no longer an ordinary problem student; they must be severely punished! If they dare to assault a professor today, will they dare to rebel against the principal tomorrow?

But unlike Phineas, they were not so detached; the late principal only needed to offer advice to the current principal, and did not need to make decisions for him.

"A dead man dares to point fingers here?" Tom glanced at the portrait on the wall and scoffed.

"Phineas, why don't you jump out of the picture frame and become the principal?"

"You... you dare to mock me?" Phineas's eyes widened, his beard trembling with rage.

"I not only dare to mock you, I can also shut you up." Tom raised his wand, his tone indifferent. "Levicorpus."

The next second, Phineas's portrait suddenly turned upside down, and everything in the frame was flipped over.

"Hey! What did you do to my portrait? Give it back to me right now..."

Tom casually pulled the curtain aside and covered the portrait, instantly silencing Phineas's incessant chatter.

Snape stared thoughtfully at the covered picture frame. Levicorpus could be used like that?

When we go out later, I need to have a good talk with Riddle. He invented this spell, but this kid uses it even better than him.

He wasn't worried at all that Albus Dumbledore would expel Tom, expelling a promising young wizard for the sake of a good-for-nothing professor.

Only Phineas could come up with such a stupid idea.

Albus Dumbledore, looking at Tom with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Mr. Riddle, you have been far too impulsive and reckless this time."

"Professor, I think you should thank me." Tom laughed, his tone as casual as if he were talking about something trivial.

"Thank you?" Albus Dumbledore taken aback, clearly not expecting him to say that.

At that moment, Usachi popped out of Tom's pocket and wrapped himself around his wrist.

Tom gently stroked its head and whispered, "Lockhart insulted Little U with Galleon. If I hadn't stopped him, he would be mincemeat by now."

"Principal, do you think it's more serious for a professor to be beaten up, or for him to die?"

Albus Dumbledore smile. He couldn't refute it; although it was fallacy, it was also the truth.

Phoenix is inherently proud. If someone tries to buy Fawkes with money, he will definitely burn that person to ashes with flames.

However, due to his status, no one dared to make a move against Fawkes.

Usachi is stronger and has greater potential than Fawkes, and naturally, he is also more arrogant.

Ultimately, it's because Tom is too young and makes people think he's easy to bully, which is why some people dare to target his pet.

"I don't deny that," Snape said slowly, with a hint of protectiveness in his voice.

"Albus Dumbledore, you really should thank Riddle. Otherwise, a professor would have been killed by a student's pet."

"And you, the headmaster who recruited him, will probably be nailed to the pillar of shame in the Wizarding World as well."

"But he is, after all, a professor..." Albus Dumbledore, secretly regretting calling Snape over.

It's like lifting a rock only to drop it on one's own foot; this protective nature hasn't changed at all.

"Headmaster Dumbledore!" Tom suddenly interrupted him, his tone firm.

Even Snape was shocked. Was Riddle really that fearless? How dare he speak to Albus Dumbledore in such a tone?

"I'd like to ask you a question." Tom stepped forward and placed his hands on the desk.

Looking directly into Albus Dumbledore's sharp eyes, he asked, "What are the duties of a professor?"

Albus Dumbledore for a moment, then replied softly, "To make students better people, better wizards."

"I completely agree with you," Tom nodded, his tone softening.

"Like Professor McGonagall, who, despite being the Head of Gryffindor, genuinely cares for every student."

"Her own Transfiguration are top-notch; in all of Britain, besides you, no one is more proficient in Transfiguration."

Albus Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction. He was happy that Tom understood McGonagall's good intentions.

"And at the very least, one should be like Professor Snape."

You son of a bitch!

Snape froze instantly, his fist clenching tightly with a "click".

I came here out of kindness to stand up for you, and I even spoke up for you just now. And you're using me as a "bottom line" comparison?

If he could use Avada Kedavra on Tom right now, he was certain he could perform beyond his usual limits and unleash the strongest Killing Curse of his life!

Tom pretended not to see the murderous intent in Snape's eyes and continued speaking.

"Although Professor Snape's attitude towards his students was a bit harsh, he did a good job of imparting the most basic knowledge, and he did it reasonably well."

He abruptly changed the subject, letting out a cold laugh, his gaze sharpening.

"But what about Lockhart, whom you invited? He's a useless wizard who talks Flying Broomstick and never utters a word of truth."

"Those books he wrote, who knows where he plagiarized the stories from? I don't believe that you, as the greatest wizard of this century, can't see through his true colors?"

"Tom ..." Albus Dumbledore's expression also turned serious. "Sometimes, students learn more than just the magic taught by professors."

"More importantly, we learn from them ourselves, not only positive lessons but also valuable lessons and warnings."

"So?" Tom leaned forward slightly and asked, enunciating each word clearly, "Principal, are you prepared to spend an entire school year teaching all students only 'honesty'?"

"By the way, let me expose a fraudster for you? Even if you're the principal, have you considered what the students truly want?"