Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Abraxas lived a happy life amidst his son's resentment. The only shortcoming was probably that he was a little weak...

"Tom... Do you want to go to Hogwarts to teach... If this continues... I will die young..."

Feeling a little guilty, Tom admired the bedposts with wandering eyes. The Malfoy bedposts were so beautiful, and he decided he could spend the whole day looking at them...

"You won't, believe me..."

Silent and smiling, Abraxas closed his eyes and felt the soothing spell coming from his lower back. Yes, yes, he will never die!

Ever since Tom told him about Slytherin, he hadn't worried about getting hurt...

"That wand is really magical...a healing spell...the effect is really great!"

Silently putting away his wand, Tom bent down and kissed his bulging cheek, "I'm going to see Lucius..."

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Lucius sat on a small chair and read "The Tales of Beedle the Bard", his tight and smooth face wrinkled into a bun, so stupid...

What crucible can cause sarcoma? If this kind of thing is not destroyed, what is the use of keeping it?

If you want to make a selfish wizard suffer, wouldn't you just use the Cruciatus Curse? Help muggles?

Nicholas de Mimsy-Sir Porpington, was a wizard in the palace during his lifetime. Wasn't he finally stripped of his wand and executed, turning into the ghost of Gryffindor?

"godfather..."

Lucius put away his contempt at a very fast speed, stood up and trotted to Tom's side. He bowed and saluted with a sullen face, "When can I stop reading fairy tale books?"

Tom said nothing and held Lucius' little hand and walked towards the bookshelf. Brutus was not there. He and Abu had no parenting experience at all...

What does an almost six-year-old wizard cub want to see?

If it were him...

"..."Forgotten Ancient Magic and Spells"...I think you will like it. If you know any words, just ask me..."

Lucius rubbed his eyes in confusion and looked at his godfather in disbelief. Such small and dense words, by the time he finished reading them, he would probably have to wear glasses!

That doesn’t fit his aesthetic at all!

"Godfather, I think I should read "Born Noble: Wizarding Genealogy" first... to get familiar with those purebloods..."

Tom frowned unsatisfied, what's the use of that kind of thing? As long as they have strength, those arrogant fools...

Will tell his name very consciously..

Tom glanced at Little Platinum and felt a little tangled in his heart. After all, Lucius is also the heir of Malfoy. These things may be what Little Platinum must remember...

But Lucius is also his godson! The only godson!

Why would his lovely godson want to talk to those hypocritical idiots? !

Otherwise...he should get rid of those people...so that Lucius doesn't have to remember too many names...

"Okay... Let's see tomorrow. Now I allow you to play with the broomstick for a while..."

Nodding his little head reservedly, Lucius tried hard to keep a straight face and not let himself show too much excitement...

After reading boring storybooks for hours, he was finally able to relax and enjoy his entertainment time! !

Maybe I can play wizard chess with my father later~

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Lucius sat on the broom with a dark face. He never expected that his godfather would feel so 'distressed' for him! Afraid of him falling...

There’s no need to let him fly so low! Could you please pay attention to the tips of his shoes? This is all going to be worn out!

He didn't notice Little Platinum's resentful expression. Tom was very dissatisfied with the wizarding world's flying broomsticks, which had no safety measures at all!

What if it falls from the sky one day?

"Fly low...Lucius...I don't want to see your bones broken..."

Just entering the garden, Abraxas heard Tom's words, and his sympathy for his son almost overflowed. No matter how low...

It’s about to be stepped on the ground! It's really pitiful~ But...

"Lucius, didn't you hear what your godfather said..."

Lucius:............

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After dinner, Tom held his chin up to watch Abu bully his son, his sympathetic eyes were exactly the same as Abraxas's in the afternoon...

"Lucius... Wizard chess may not be suitable for you..."

"Godfather, maybe the name Malfoy doesn't suit me!"

Abraxas scratched his head suspiciously, wondering why his son ran away in anger. Isn't the point of playing chess to win...

"Tom? What did I do wrong?"

"...No...it's time for Brutus to come back..."

Thinking of his father who ran away, Abraxas gritted his teeth and nodded heavily. He didn't remember that he was so difficult to deal with when he was a child!

"He will come back! Orion's eldest son is going to be born...at the end of October or early November...will you go to the Black house with me then?"

".....good..."

Tom's mood was a little subtle. The young head of the Black family... can he really give birth to a healthy heir with such a weak body?

Coupled with the relationship between Orion and Volga...will they produce a fool?

Abraxas patted the back of Tom's hand helplessly, "What you think will not happen. At most, there will be an unqualified eldest son who makes people want to strangle him..."

"But they have decided that the eldest son born is not the only heir. If the little guy fails to meet the requirements, they will directly deprive him of his inheritance rights."

Tom leaned lazily on the sofa and squinted his eyes. Is this why the 'Crazy Family' can continue?

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The luxurious house at No. 12 Grimmauld Place was quiet and eerie. Volga sat beside the pale Orion's bed with a bulging belly.

"Is there really no other way... How long can you last like this?! Let me go find Abraxas, please... please..."

After frowning and coughing a few times, Orion waved his hand weakly, "The descendant of Slytherin... wouldn't like his people to get into trouble..."

"There are too many people staring at the Black family, hehe, those hyenas... want to tear a piece of flesh from me, and I won't let them get their way... Malfoy... our allies... are lucky. ."