Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

'jingle'

Ollivander walked out of the shelves, his silver-white eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked warily at the strange wizard standing in the backlight.

"...Ah~ Sir, are you here to take care of the wand~"

"No...I just came to inquire about something..."

Taking off his hood, his ordinary facial features gradually changed. Gellert looked at Ollivander's suddenly contracted pupils teasingly, "Don't be so nervous..."

"You just have to...open your brain..."

Maybe it was just a moment, or maybe it was tens of minutes. Ollivander rubbed his sore eyes and came back to his senses. He glanced at the gently shaking doorbell, turned around and walked back to the last row of shelves.

"Oh~ This wand... hazel wood... unicorn hair... maybe someone can use it, a descendant of Cassandra..."

"Let me think about who else... ah... elm, dragon's nerves... bad faith... Malfoy's head has already made his choice..."

"Will fate really be changed?"

As he stooped towards the door, Ollivander looked through the dirty glass and fell on the platinum boy opposite.

People who need to be saved...can they really escape their bad luck...

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Lucius took the potion ingredients from Severus's hand with disgust, pursed his lips and glared at the stern-faced black-haired little bat.

"Sev...do you have to buy so many...porcupine quills..."

"You don't understand about the potion."

With his little head tilted up and stubborn, Severus slapped away the hand that fell on his head angrily, "Damn it! Don't rub my hair!"

"Ha~"

Smiling and taking back his hand, Lucius suddenly felt a lot happier, "Maybe you will become... the shortest potion master~"

"Look~ after all this time, you still can't catch up with your peers in height..."

"....Shut up! You should drink more Buffy's Brain Refreshing Potion! Not the damn beauty potion!"

Severus clenched his small fists, suppressed the urge to punch his sponsor to death, and walked back to the potion shop with a cold snort.

purchase! He wants to empty the entire store of materials!

casually handing the things in his hand to the house elf, Lucius turned his head to look at the little bat in the store, and shrugged helplessly.

The little bat is quite revengeful, what should I do...

This year he will enter Hogwarts... Would Severus be bored without him~

"Haha... there is no Australian oval eye. The most disappointing thing is probably the guy who can't extract dragon blood... Knockturn Alley..."

Lucius looked down at his robe, smacked his lips and gave up on going to Knockturn Alley alone. Danger? That's for other people...

His last name is his best protection~ Who dares to offend the heir of the Malfoy family...

But that place was really dirty.

Frowning at the right time, Lucius did not hide the disgust and contempt on his face. He should write a letter to his dear grandfather after returning home~

After running away for so long, it was time to express his thoughts to his grandfather... As for the dragon egg...

Malfoy will always get everything he wants~

Brutus, who was admiring the 'scenery' on the beach, rubbed his nose and sneezed, rolled his eyes, and touched Arcturus with his elbow.

"Let me bet, it must be my cute and well-behaved grandson who misses me~"

"...Yeah, miss your vault."