Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Tom held his chin and did not respond. What else could he say? After tomorrow, in Lucius's heart...Severus Snape is just a useful person that he devoted his efforts to cultivate.

Emotions will change with the flow of blood, and no one can stop it, even if everyone tells Lucius - this person is the person you wanted to give everything to protect...

"Severus, as I said... I will not interfere with your lives and choices. I will only stand behind you and support your decisions... However, I still hope that when you can't persist... "

Halfway through, Tom saw Severus' unusually determined eyes and couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head. How could a stubborn guy give up so easily? "It's nothing. I wish you good luck... little bat."

"Sir! I'm not a bat! I just boiled the potion for too long! That's why my hair gets oily!!!"

Blushing and loudly retorting, Severus straightened his mouth, but his heart that had been holding him relaxed a little. When blue-white flames surrounded the entire manor, he thought some terrible war was going to break out.

Mr. Malfoy kept Lucius locked in the room, not allowing anyone to see him, not even allowing the house elf to enter. It seemed that... the white-haired peacock was forgiven now?

"Sir, one last question..." Severus hesitated, wanting to ask what exactly Lucius had done, but he did not forget that when he mentioned it before, Mr. Riddle always changed the subject. "What's going on outside?"

Tom's fingers tapped on the armrest. As soon as he relaxed, he wanted to have some fun for himself. The little wizard came to his door. Did he want to tease him? This would be very bad...

"Outside~ Some guy... because the gem he held in his hand almost got scratched, he lost a very, very big temper, and brought down a terrible plague, tsk tsk tsk... Severus, I Would you believe it?"

"Do you think I'm a fool? Sir... you are really... so mean."

Looking at the back of the little wizard striding away, Tom put away the teasing smile on his face, stood up and put away the blood tonic, "He is indeed a fool, both of them..."

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In the middle of the night, Lucius woke up from a nightmare, covering his head and trying to forget the terrifying look on his godfather's face. After so many years, those dirty words would appear again from time to time. His father and godfather...

We are the best and most excellent people in the world, we just love each other. Why should we be described as such by others - this is an abnormal and disgusting feeling...

Those insulting words were a sharp knife that had been stuck in his heart. They couldn't be removed. They were grown in his flesh and blood. Just thinking about them hurt so much that he collapsed.

Everyone has the right to choose...right? They didn't hurt anyone, they just hugged each other. Is this wrong? Does this mean you have to go to hell?

"If I inherit the position of the head of the family early, can I protect my father and the others from those sights... As they wish, like other purebloods... marry a wife and have children..."