Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

The ink jade bracelet in Severus' hand glowed softly, and many fairies suddenly flew out of the grass, their colorful wings circling around the confused Severus.

The buzzing sounds of conversation came and went, and then flew away in one direction.

"Sir...I saw..."

Tom used his magic power at full power, but he still couldn't see clearly what was there except for the vague outline, "Severus, maybe only you can enter there..."

"But... I don't think you are an impulsive fool who would rush into unknown territory without being sure."

Severus: ....

What can i say?

"Yes, sir, then...shall we go back first?"

Tom lowered his head and saw the reluctance in Severus's eyes. He stayed there and waited for a while, having already selected several suitable dark magic books for the little wizard in his mind.

He had to say... among the young wizards of this generation, in his eyes, there were not many who were barely talented, and Severus was one of them.

Suffering and torture can sometimes make people stronger, but more often, they can completely destroy a person.

"I... look forward to your future..."

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The two returned to the manor. Tom walked quickly back to his bedroom, threw himself on the bed and rolled around. He was really tired today...

"Ha~ It seems that you have been tortured quite a lot~"

Abraxas's body was still stained with moisture, and his whole body looked softer. He looked at Tom's childish behavior fondly.

"......"

Not hearing what Tom was muttering, Abraxas stepped forward, bent down and took the pillow away from Tom's face, "What are you talking about..."

Tom licked his lips, and his eyes unconsciously moved to the open collar, the raised Adam's apple, the delicate collarbone... and the faintly visible...

"I said...you are trying to seduce me..."

"Hmm~ Isn't it obvious?~"

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After another night of tossing, Tom sat in the living room with a straight face the next afternoon, wanting to resign countless times, waiting for his godson to pack his luggage.

"godfather?"

Shivering, Lucius looked at the time. He was not late! Isn’t that what the godfather said? No need to take the express back.

Instead, he Apparated to Hogsmeade and bought him some gadgets...

Why are you angry? Does he...need to admit his mistake?

Glancing at the dazed little Platinum, Tom let out a 'tsk' sound. No one knew how upset he was, he actually overslept!

I don’t even know when Abu left! He failed to send Abu to the Ministry of Magic! This is simply...inexcusable!

"...Lucius...I don't want you to be as relaxed as you are now after returning to Hogwarts!"

"..........????Okay...godfather."

"..snort!"

Severus and Brutus, who had been sitting quietly in the corner as statues, all breathed a sigh of relief after the two left.

"Huh~ Lucius is so pitiful..."

"..He asked for it.."

"Okay~ So today~ Sif... come with me to Knockturn Alley! I'm going to find Caractacus. That little guy has acquired a lot of good things~"

Severus was a little moved, but...thinking of the book Mr. Riddle gave him, he still shook his head and rejected the proposal.

"Sorry, I have something else to do...Those magic theories are a bit profound for me..."

"Okay, okay, since you need me, let me guide you!"

"....I'm not...."

"Don't be shy~ Let me read those books..."

"...I don't..."

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Entering the second half of the semester, the little wizards at Hogwarts were divided into two groups. Those with tired faces and holding books in their arms were those who needed to participate in O.W.Ls and N.E.W.Ts.

As for the remaining heartless guys who are still smiling cheerfully, they are the bastards cursed by their seniors and seniors...

"Professor Riddle...what are the ingredients of the Living Hell Potion..."

Tom reached out to support the little wizard who was about to fall, and in a pitiful tone, he answered the question that was not part of his course, "Valerian root and sleepy beans..."

"As for the remaining ingredients, you need to look them up in the book yourself... The N.E.W.Ts exam... is not that difficult..."

The little wizard is about to die from sleepiness, and his mouth is full of resentment. Yes, yes, it's not difficult at all! For those who got twelve ‘O’s!

"Sleepy beans...I need a handful of sleepy beans now!"

"...Mr. Service, I must remind you...if you do that, you will sleep here..."

"........."

Service held his hair in pain. He was wrong. He shouldn't have joked with Professor Riddle, "By the way, the note the principal asked me to give you just now..."

Tom took the note from the old madman, tilted his head and looked at the little wizard running away in confusion, silently making up his mind...

This year's Defense Against the Dark Arts exam... has become more difficult. Such... simple students cannot survive in society without strong strength.

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Finding Dumbledore sneezing in the Astronomy Tower, Tom twitched the corner of his mouth and waved his hand to apply a warmth charm to the stubborn old man.

"Haqiu!! Tom...you came too late..."

"Perhaps I should have come a little later so that I could hold a grand funeral and bury with my own hands... the only powerful wizard in history who froze to death."

Dumbledore chuckled twice and returned his gaze to the playful little wizard below, "Do you remember what you told me here..."

"You once said that what you saw was different from mine... In fact, there is no difference. I really enjoy the feeling of teaching everything I know to others..."

"correct..."

Dumbledore put away his smile, and his serious expression seemed a little cold, "Tom, you once said... that you are willing to use your talents..."

"You even gave yourself to me...and now...I need your help..."