[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-chill-i-m-not-that-riddle":3,"chapter-hogwarts-chill-i-m-not-that-riddle-hogwarts-chill-i-m-not-that-riddle-chapter-50":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Hogwarts: Chill, I'm Not That Riddle",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1763394,2336,"Chapter 50: Win After Win","hogwarts-chill-i-m-not-that-riddle-chapter-50",50,"\u003Cp>——————\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape wasnotin a good mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Avery’s performance had been downright pathetic—so bad that it embarrassed him, the Head of Slytherin House. A sixth-year getting toyed with like a clown by a first-year... It wasn’t just a loss, it was a total humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the worst part? Avery hadn’t even used his full abilities. He got completely steamrolled—outclassed in skillandsmarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what really shook Snape was just how much potential Tom had revealed in that brief duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You couldn’t measure a wizard’s strength solely by the power of their spells. No—what mattered just as much was casting precision, tactical control, and how well they could chain spells together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Tom had dominated the rhythm of that fight from the get-go—softening the floor to mess with Avery’s footing, restricting his movement, throwing off his spell accuracy... then rebounding his attack with a wind charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If an adult wizard had pulled off that kind of spellwork, Snape would’ve called it impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Tom Riddle had only been at Hogwarts for less than a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that point, it stopped being impressive. It was justunnatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What unsettled Snape the most, though, was Tom’s very first move—slapping aside Avery’s Disarming Charm like it was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To most of the students, it just looked like he blocked an attack. No big deal. Something like the Shield Charm would do the trick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Snape wasn’t \"most students.\" He could tell that Tom’s trick required precise control over his magic—and a deep understanding of how the Disarming Charm worked. That kind of skill didn’t come from raw power; it came from study, practice, and mastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Professor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tom’s voice snapped Snape out of his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tom smiled politely, hands neatly folded. \"You said that if I beat Avery, I’d earn the title of Shadow Prefect. So technically, this should be the end of it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But... I already threw down the gauntlet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honor matters to me,\" Tom continued calmly. \"So, if it’s alright, I’d like to finish what I started—and challenge the rest of the prefects.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss~ he is very Slytherin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That phrase flashed through every Slytherin’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tom already won. He’d made his point. But he wasn’t done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wantedmore. He wanted to take on the entire prefect lineup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What—was he planning to stomp all over the prefectsanddrag Snape’s reputation through the mud while he was at it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Burke—the seventh-year male prefect—and Snape himself understood what Tom was actually doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Very well,\" Snape said, taking a slow breath. \"If you want to test yourself against the upper years, then so be it. But no rest in between. Phyllis, you’re up first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fifth-year girl prefect stepped forward, looking furious. Tom’s attitude had clearly angered her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Tom believed in equality—he wasn’t about to go easy on someone just because she was a girl. The moment Snape gave the signal, he struck—without a word—casting two silent spells back-to-back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phyllis had barely begun chanting her Shield Charm when the first hex slammed into her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her wand flew from her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hit the floor, out cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure gender equality. Isn’t this what the feminists wanted all along?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next,\" Tom said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining prefects were fuming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll handle this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enrique Flint—another fifth-year prefect—didn’t even wait for Snape to call his name. He leapt into the ring on his own. His brother was Marcus Flint, the Slytherin Quidditch captain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad Marcus missed the show—he was serving detention with McGonagall for repeatedly copying homework.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enrique Flint had clearly learned from the last two matches. As soon as the duel began, he conjured a huge wooden door as a shield. Then, using nearby furniture, he transfigured multiple animals to both harass Tom and serve as meat shields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape’s expression finally softened a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Yay! Finally, someone using their head.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flint had a real talent for Transfiguration—he was even part of McGonagall’s exclusive Transfiguration Club.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every Hogwarts professor had their own club where they taught select students advanced material not covered in regular classes. It was a tradition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right now, Flint’s animal transfigurations were clean and sharp—better than what most sixth- or seventh-years could pull off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tom didn’t instantly end the match. His interest was clearly piqued. His eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Incendio Maxima!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames exploded out of the fireplace. The temperature in the common room shot up. With a graceful wave of his wand, Tom reshaped the fire intothree enormous flaming serpents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elemental bodies and massive size made them unstoppable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The snakes rampaged across the battlefield, torching Flint’s animal creations back into furniture—then into ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Magical Shaping,\" Snape muttered under his breath, nearly choking on the words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a technique far more advanced than regular transfiguration—somethingonly taught on the N.E.W.T. exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did Tomknowthis?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How the hell did he learn to do this?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Snape was questioning everything he knew about magical education, Flint’s makeshift door-shield cracked and burned to ash. The fire serpents slithered toward him, hissing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flint gave a helpless laugh and lowered his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I surrender.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next up was the sixth-year girl prefect. She coped even worse—spamming Shield Charms in desperation but casting too slowly. Tom blasted through her defenses in seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, the younger Slytherins were stunned speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tom had fought four prefects—two fifth-years, two sixth-years—anddestroyedall of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he was still standing there like it was nothing. Calm. Composed. Not even breathing hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it, Riddle—aren’t you tired or something?\"one student thought dazedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the students watching, Daphne Greengrass’s eyes were sparkling. If there weren’t so many people around, she probably would’ve cheered out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of the older girls were even thinking about marrying Tom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With looks like that and talent likethis, he was bound to grow into a total idol. Why not get him early?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I forfeit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned toward the voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Yorkshire Carrow—the seventh-year female prefect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She offered a charming smile and winked at Tom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m no match for Riddle. No point embarrassing myself. Burke’s much stronger than me anyway—better to save your energy forhim.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes shifted to Burke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burke inhaled slowly, then stepped forward from the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave Snape a respectful nod... then turned to face Tom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>",1025,"2026-06-08T09:49:09.352Z",1,"novelbin.me","a6d4f9987bad266cfa7903c253b3895b070da642ae1be332cb737769520a1c87","hogwarts-chill-i-m-not-that-riddle-chapter-351","hogwarts-chill-i-m-not-that-riddle-chapter-49",636,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-chill-i-m-not-that-riddle-cover.jpg"]