Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

After saying that, he left. Tom went to the cellar and rummaged for materials in the potions classroom. This time... he had no reason to stop Lucius...

"Poor Mr. and Mrs. Potter... what a wonderful son they have been."

Staring at the pile of materials, Tom sighed. Lucius, who couldn't find anyone tomorrow morning, would definitely pester him.

He had promised his godson just a few days ago that nothing would happen to Severus, but now it was good. He could only say that he was lucky not to be infected into a werewolf...

'M's..'

The little cub needs to use restoratives, demulcents, and even joy potions to prevent Severus from falling into negative emotions...

These potions are not difficult, but they are annoying!

Tom touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue and was hit by the Cruciatus Curse. Even if Remus was a werewolf, he would be affected. Damn it!

He never taught Severus the Unforgivable Curse! Which bastard taught this! ? He will definitely thank the other party!

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After making some more blood replenishing potion and dreamless potion, Tom yawned, turned to look at the bright sky, put the potion in his pocket and walked to the hospital wing.

"Minerva? Have you been up all night?"

Professor McGonagall nodded with red eyes. She had just found Remus in the Forbidden Forest. The poor little wizard had small wounds all over his body. No matter what she did, the wounds could not heal.

"Tom, look quickly, Remus's curse is black...Oh, forget it, I've never seen such a curse before..."

After saying that, she pursed her lips tightly again. Professor McGonagall knew who did it. On the one hand, she was delighted with Severus' talent, but on the other hand, she was also very worried.

Tom is a qualified professor, but to be honest, someone a few years older than her... is not very good at educating little wizards...

Severus was a little too...quiet. It would be nice to have a little more youthful energy.

If Tom knew what his colleagues thought, he would definitely retort: ​​Who told him to have no parents? No one has taught him this, so how can he teach others.

But now...

Tom carefully analyzed the dark magic in Remus, and became more and more satisfied with Severus' talent, but it was a pity that it was not perfect yet...

"Haha~ It's really a blessing that this is not a complete curse. If that were the case, I would have to go to the Ministry of Magic~"

After looking at the smiling guy, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but roll her eyes and urged with a straight face, "Tom!! Now is not the time to praise anyone!"

"Okay~ Okay...Minerva, but I still have to add fifty points to Slytherin first~ It seems that this year's Academy Cup belongs to us..."

"Tom!"

Seeing that Professor McGonagall was really getting angry, Tom chuckled a few times, then took out his snakewood wand and pointed it at the weak Remus and recited a counter-curse.

"It's okay, Minerva, can you let go of my robe?"

Turning his head and raising an eyebrow, Tom signaled the nervous witch to let go first. He heard the whimpering from the bed next door.

"I'll go over and take a look. These are the potions that Remus wants to drink."

"Oh...oh...ok, I'll feed him now...thank Merlin, they are all safe..."