Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Five years later, Tom covered his head in pain and tried his best to ignore the little Platinum who was hugging his legs and acting coquettishly. He was really very cute now! regret!

Before he was three years old, Lucius was obviously a soft little baby boy. Why did he turn into a little devil after his birthday?

"Lucius...let go...if your father sees you like you are now, he will punish you..."

"I don't think so~ Dear Godfather...have you forgotten what you promised me before~ I remember you said that as long as I don't sneak into your room at night, you will take me to Albania to find my grandfather. ~"

Looking down at the proud-looking little Platinum, Tom cursed Dumbledore once again in his heart, why did that old bee... from three years ago...

He was never mentioned as a professor again! ?

Silent and unable to refute, Tom touched Lucius's soft hair, handed the petrified little platinum to the house elf, and left the manor briskly.

Lucius: .....

I want to sleep with daddy tonight!

As for the Godfather? Ah! !

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Arriving at the Pig's Head Bar, Tom sat on a chair in disgust, Malfoy...

They are indeed a group of cunning poisonous snakes!

Brutus went on a trip last year, and that bastard Abraxas deliberately kept his face cold in front of Lucius.

Strictly follow the so-called 'tradition' to cultivate his lovely godson...

Only he... would be so 'naive' and feel sorry for Lucius...

"Tom! How long have you been here?"

Ian ran to Tom with bright eyes, sat down on the chair, and put the small box he was carrying on the table.

"Is this what the young master wants? You dote on him too much... and you even asked me to go to Mr. Scamander's house..."

"Why didn't Mickey come..."

Tom put the box away with erratic eyes. Forgive him...

Mr. Newt Scamander can only be his pen pal. If he really visits in person...

He dares to swear! The magical biologist will definitely lead him into the ‘magical world’.

Rolling his eyes, Ian puffed up his cheeks and clenched his fists loudly, "That bastard from the Milkovich family..."

"Recently, he brought down a Muggle company that offended him. He is currently busy with the finishing work. He drags me around all day long!"

"If it weren't for your letter, I would still have to clean up those...ahem...you know..."

For a moment, Tom seemed to see two "kind" little badgers, "destroying the corpses and traces" with a smile...

In such a comparison, he is really very, very good! A kind and good person...

"...Do you need any help?"

Ian grinned maliciously, "Hey... should I answer the question? What~ Are you being tortured to the point of collapse by the young master?"

"It doesn't count..." Tom pursed his lips and defended his godson. Lucius was very smart and learned etiquette very well. He seemed to be a qualified young gentleman.

"It's just that sometimes... having strong magic talent is not a good thing... Lucius likes to make things float... and then smash them down with balls..."

"Those things... are not low in value..."

Jealousy changes people beyond recognition. Ian has a slight urge to rob Malfoy, which means it is of high value...probably a very valuable antique!

"Ugh...we also have antiques at home...all picked up just like you!"

After being stepped on inexplicably, Tom looked at his awkward friend strangely, "Are you going to rob with such a baby face..."

"Is this a compliment?! You stingy guy..."

Rolling his eyes again, Ian pinched his cheeks silently. It wasn't his fault that they looked too small...

I really think anyone can look like these two beauties in the wizarding world!

"Damn it! Let's get down to business... Over the years, we have found little wizards who have lost their parents in various places..."

"But are you sure you want the Flint family to go to the Muggle world? Those guys..."

Tom glanced at his friend who was so entangled that he wanted to kill someone, and touched the tip of his nose guiltily. He couldn't just say it was his own little revenge...

That guy Brent, when he was his senior... was a very arrogant person...

"Since he wants to get more power in the Ministry of Magic, he has to pay something...our current minister is a muck wizard..."

Tom's tone was so matter-of-fact that Ian almost believed it, ah, yes, yes, it's the Ministry of Magic, right?

His Ministry of Magic...has become Tom's base in recent years, right?

Who among those purebloods dares to make a blind beep?

Even that guy Crouch lowered his profile and stayed obediently as a clerk in the Legal Enforcement Department.

"You are Lord~ Everything you said is right..."

Tom:..........

That idiot Radofos!

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(Professor McGonagall should have become a professor in 1956, the current time is 1959, and Lucius was born in 1954.)

Dumbledore was so hungry that he straightened up from the pile of papers and looked at the time only to realize that he had missed dinner.

He opened a box of chocolates and poured it into his mouth.

"Hmm~ Maybe there will be some small cakes in the kitchen?"

Having prepared the tooth-strengthening potion, Dumbledore happily walked out of the separate small tower.

Being a principal also has its drawbacks... When he was a transfiguration professor, it was very convenient to sneak into the kitchen~

Dumbledore was carrying a plate of small cakes and was about to catch a few cubs wandering at night. When he passed by the second floor, he heard faint sobbing.

After nibbling the last piece of cake, Dumbledore wiped his mouth and tiptoed towards the source of the sound until he stopped at the door of Minerva's office...

'knock knock'

"Minerva...can I come in please?"

Professor McGonagall hurriedly put the letter under the book, wiped her face, walked forward and opened the door, "Albus...you still have residue on your beard..."

"...If your beard is too long, embarrassing things like this can easily happen..."

Dumbledore walked into his former office, still somewhat nostalgic, but the most important thing now was to find out what the young professor was sad about.

"Would you like to talk to me..."

Professor McGonagall respected her introducer very much. It was Dumbledore who brought her into Hogwarts and guided her to become an Animagus...

Dumbledore even knew something about her parents...

"If you are willing...after all, who else can I confide to besides you..."