Tom stood before Li Weide, feeling like he was being pricked all over by needles.
The psychological pressure Li Weide gave him was simply overwhelming!
He cautiously glanced at Li Weide's expression. "Maybe it's just that my name is too common… There are a lot of people named Tom, so it sounds familiar to you…"
As he spoke, a flicker of disgust passed through Tom's eyes. He wasn't lying about that—he did hate his own mediocre name.
After all, he had always felt that someone with talents as special as his was extraordinary, and not in the same league as those ordinary, average Toms!
Just the thought of sharing the same name with those stupid people was enough to make him feel sick.
"It doesn't matter if your name is ordinary, Tom. If you become powerful enough, terrifying enough, then your name will naturally become a taboo. Would a name that no one dares speak out loud still be considered ordinary?"
Tom looked at the hand Li Weide had placed on his shoulder as it moved away, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.
In front of Li Weide, he felt like he was completely exposed—this feeling of being seen through so easily made him both afraid and furious...
But… to make his name a taboo?
Tom silently savored Li Weide's words, his pupils slowly contracting, and even his breathing became a bit rushed.
"Is that really possible?"
There was no doubt—Li Weide's words stirred something deep in his heart.
And suddenly, Tom felt that using his rare talents to torment ordinary people was indeed beneath him. No wonder Li Weide looked at him with such disdain...
But if Li Weide could improve his abilities through practice, why couldn't he?
In Tom's view, the reason he had lost face today was entirely because he hadn't trained his abilities enough!
As long as he put in the effort, he refused to believe he'd be any weaker than this pretentious guy standing in front of him!
"Just wait. Sooner or later, I'll…"
Tom slightly lowered his head, his eyes gleaming.
He was already calculating how to deal with Li Weide in the future. He cautiously glanced at him—only to meet Li Weide's half-smiling, knowing gaze, which made his heart skip a beat.
"Damn it! What's with that look? Why does it feel like he knows exactly what I'm thinking? No… Impossible!"
What Tom didn't know was that, as a transmigrator, Li Weide knew more about Tom's life and history than Tom himself. So figuring out what was on his mind was almost too easy.
A gentle smile once again appeared on Li Weide's face. He said warmly, "My name is pretty ordinary too. I'm called Li Weide. Or, according to your naming customs, it would be Wade Li. But I don't mind if you just call me Wade."
"But I very much mind you calling me Tom!"
Tom screamed internally in anger while struggling to keep his expression under control, trying to appear submissive.
This ability to mask his emotions seemed to come naturally to him.
"Today was all just a misunderstanding, Mr.… Wade, I mean." Tom ultimately didn't dare to say Li Weide's name directly.
Even though he kept telling himself Li Weide was just putting on airs, the oppressive presence this guy had was still enough to make Tom feel powerless.
At the same time, he had a sudden realization:
As long as someone is powerful enough—fearsome enough—others really would be too scared to even mention their name!
In other words, this guy's claim about turning his name into a taboo… might actually be possible!
"There only needs to be one person whose name becomes a taboo! And that person… will be me! It can only be me!"
"Maybe… I can figure out how to learn a few things from him first, and then…"
A faint red light flickered in Tom's eyes once more.
Of course, Li Weide noticed the subtle change in Tom's expression. He knew very well that Tom wasn't someone who would stay under someone else's thumb willingly.
Without a doubt—after today, Tom would definitely find a way to take revenge!
Still, Li Weide allowed Tom to leave the room safely.
He didn't kill this future Dark Lord for two reasons. One: he didn't want Tom to die in his room and cause unnecessary trouble.
And two: a living Tom was still useful to him.
Most importantly, Li Weide knew that Dumbledore himself would soon come to deliver Tom's Hogwarts acceptance letter…
And Li Weide really wanted to witness the iconic moment when Dumbledore sets fire to Tom's wardrobe.
…
After Tom left, Li Weide closed the door again. He looked at the broken lock and gently pressed his left hand against it.
Now that he knew the power he had was magic—and since he'd read the books and seen the movies before crossing over, and remembered the incantations—there was no reason not to try!
"Reparo!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, the lock on the door made a series of clicking sounds as it began to repair itself.
He wasn't sure if the spell had worked, or if it was just the result of his repeated practice.
Li Weide looked at the lock, which had now been fixed, though a crack still remained. He felt a bit uncertain.
He remembered that casting spells involved more than just incantations—there were hand movements, tonal pauses, and other components. So maybe his spell hadn't been fully effective, which would explain the remaining crack.
But Li Weide wasn't in a rush. For now, he set aside the matter of spellcasting.
Because just now, besides confirming which world he was in, he had also activated a system—but hadn't had time to check it out yet.
Thinking of this, Li Weide tried calling out to the newly activated system in his mind.
As soon as the thought occurred, a familiar ding sounded in his head:
"Ding! Host successfully bound to the Virtue System. By performing good deeds and accumulating virtue, you can earn Virtue Points and exchange them for items in the system shop!"
"Ding! System reminder: The shop refreshes two items every day at midnight. The host may lock one item to prevent it from being refreshed."
"Ding! System has detected interaction with the future Dark Lord. Upon evaluation, the host shows even greater potential to become a Dark Lord. Therefore, if the host achieves the Dark Lord accomplishment, they may immediately ascend to godhood and transcend this world. The criteria for the Dark Lord achievement will be determined by the system. Please work hard, Host!"
Li Weide stroked his smooth chin and slowly sat down on the single bed nearby.
Becoming a Dark Lord wasn't actually that difficult. He could follow Voldemort's future path after growing stronger.
Or, once Grindelwald was imprisoned, he could simply copy his methods.
But to carry out such a grand plan, he would need immense personal power.
Even without a system, Li Weide had confidence in his own growth. But since he had one, not using it would be like entering a treasure trove and leaving empty-handed.
So of course he'd use it!
Now the only real issue was…
Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue seemed to directly contradict the goal of becoming a Dark Lord?
Suddenly, a sly smile appeared on Li Weide's lips.
Who says doing good deeds and accumulating virtue means you can't be a Dark Lord?
It all depends on how those good deeds are done!
(End of Chapter)