Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

After whistling and picking his ears, Gellert wiped his little finger on the irritable subordinate, feeling extremely aggrieved.

He had gone through so much trouble just to prevent Albus from falling in the tower...

"No one can understand my difficulties...Craft...I have lost too much...Do you think Albus will forgive me...Will he believe that I did this all for him. ..”

"Damn it... If you don't go back, I'll invite Rozier over! You know what kind of trouble it will cause by then!!!"

Kraft was shaking the cleaning spell on himself like crazy and writing! You must write an anonymous letter! Tell Dumbledore the madman's romantic past!

"Craft...your Occlumency...is not perfect at all..."

On August 1965, 8, Kraft... died...

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Returning to Diagon Alley again, Tom rubbed his temples, drooping his eyelids and feeling a little heavy. He really couldn't understand...

What is the charm of that old madman Dumbledore...

If one day the magical world is destroyed, it must be related to that old bee.

"Tom...what did you go to do...miss your lovely godson...picking out his own wand!"

Abraxas held the scepter and looked dissatisfied at the person who had disappeared for a long time. He left without saying hello. What was even worse was that he left him to suffer alone!

Ollivander...haha...he doesn't care what kind of dazzling spells his stupid son will cast with the dragon's heartstring wand!

"Godfather~ Mr. Ollivander said that my elm wand will choose an owner who is elegant, skilled in magic and born noble~"

Tom patted Lucius's head perfunctorily, and signaled to the little boy... Ahem, his godson stepped aside first, lowered his head and tugged on Abu's sleeve.

"I'm tired...Abbu..."

Scorning himself for being obsessed with beauty, Abraxas took a deep breath, stopped Tom's waist and strode away.

As for Lucius, who stayed where he was, his good mood disappearing without a trace, he accepted Severus' cynicism with a smile.

"...You are right, Sifu, this family...cannot tolerate me..."

"I never said that, you idiot, don't forget what you promised me today... Spider End Alley, I want to go back and take a look..."

Lucius lowered his head and stared into the dark eyes. Although he was very reluctant, he still led the people to the corner, "Only this time...the Muggle world..."

"What's so good about that, the Muggle world... damn..."

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Asking the elf to send them to Spider End Alley, Lucius held the wand and felt a little confident. His training was not in vain...

If anyone dares to approach him without a good eye! Must...must use magic to let those Muggles know what pain is!

Severus walked blankly towards his former home. The stench of sewage that he was used to had now become unbearable for him.

The place that once belonged to him... would seem out of place for him now.

"..Lucius...can you tell me what exactly happened..."

Severus stood at the door of his ruined home, drooping his eyelids and not paying attention to the eyes that fell on him. If he hadn't left...

Will I be like other people now, wearing shabby clothes and living in a place that smells like sewers?

"Do you have to stand here and say it..."

Lucius frowned in disgust. How could this smell... be so similar to the smell of potion?

"Haha..." He stretched out his hand to hold Severus' head, and Lucius sighed in frustration, "I will tell you everything, but only if..."

"Don't show such vulnerability in front of others...The only person who can bully you is me..."

"...............go to hell.."

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Walking in front with a straight face, Severus gritted his teeth in annoyance. He was actually moved for a moment just now. This was simply his greatest shame.

Not long after the two walked out of Spider End Alley, they found an abandoned park. Lucius looked around and gently shook his wand to blow away the smell of the two of them.

"It's time to tell me."

"Um...okay~"

Lucius enlarged the handkerchief, spread it on the grass and sat down, his mind racing, looking for less hurtful words.

"My godfather took me by chance and passed by here, and I... was almost hit by a wine bottle that flew out of the window... My godfather saw that I was injured and decided to teach me a lesson... uh..."

"I was going to argue with your father, but unexpectedly I saw your mother... As for what happened to Ms. Prince, I only have a guess..."

"She modified her memory. You must know that the Prince family is in a very bad situation after losing the last potion master..."

"And the only heir disappeared into the magical world..."

Severus licked the sticky lips apart. He knew where his mother came from, and even complained about why his mother went to the Muggle world.

He had imagined that if he were born in the magical world, he would be a noble pure-blood like Lucius...a true 'prince'...

"After that...Ms. Prince seemed to wake up. Maybe the godfather did something...it was Ms. Prince who caused you to faint..."

"She probably wouldn't want her son to see his mother take his father's life with his own hands..."

Severus nodded silently. He had already guessed it, but he overestimated himself. He was not as strong as he thought...

"Mom, did she...love me...why didn't she want me..."

Lucius sighed in his heart. He knew it would be like this. He raised his hand and pressed Severus, who had empty eyes, into his arms.

"I once asked my godfather a similar question... The godfather told me at that time that the silent alley would become a tomb for all the unspoken words..."

"She loves you very much, otherwise she wouldn't threaten her godfather and ask him to take care of you... maybe... it's just because she can't hold on any longer... Thinking of the buried painful memories again will break a strong person..."

"...I didn't even have time to hold her...I didn't tell her...I never...resented..."