Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

The plague notified by the Ministry of Magic indeed caused quite a stir in the wizarding world, even though the minister announced that the source of the plague had been found and solved by Lord Riddle.

But no one can completely rest assured. Like the Black Death in the Muggle world, the horror of dragon pox is still a shadow in the hearts of all wizards.

October 1975..

Fleamont Potter held his wife's hand and stood on the high ground in front of his house, looking at the acres of farmland and trees. "In the twelfth century...my pharmacist ancestor invented many potions and became the The founder of the Potter family..."

"Euphemia, do you know... The surname Potter actually comes from a nickname, the nickname of his ancestor, and the eldest of his seven children, Hadwin, married Iolanth Peverell. Later, I decided to use this nickname as my surname.”

"The Deathly Hallows is not a real secret. The Invisibility Cloak has always been inherited by the eldest son. This secret is the same. But now... I understand that this is just a fairy tale. No one can avoid it with a sense of luck..."

Fremont smiled miserably and looked at his wife beside him apologetically, "It's all my fault. At first, I thought we couldn't have our own child, but the birth of James... was a big surprise to me. Miracle.."

"It is precisely because of this that I spoiled him and raised him to be arrogant, arrogant, arrogant... and even an annoying bastard. This... is all my fault... but it has hurt you..."

Euphemia shook her head slightly. This was also her mistake. How could she bear to scold the child she gave birth to on the verge of life and death?

"My dear, we have all done wrong. Sooner or later, he will understand..."

"It's a pity that we can't see it anymore, ha~ speaking of it~ The Potter family and the Gunters are barely relatives... It's a pity that this time, the descendants of Slytherin have no intention of letting us go, and they are very... Protect your shortcomings..."

'Zhi Zhi Zhi'

Euphemia lowered her head and looked at the black rat that popped up again. In fact, they all knew how the plague came and how to end it. After all, she was a member of the Black family...

"Fremont, our son...James...if possible, I want him to live longer..."

"My dear, I also have the same expectations..."

The old couple smiled helplessly and let go of their hands. When the wand fell, the flames around the two people were instantly extinguished. The black mouse rushed towards them like crazy, got into their calves and disappeared.

At the same time, the Aurors who were still burning rats in Godric's Hollow suddenly discovered that these endless burning guys disappeared at the same time, as if they had never appeared before.

August's eyes flashed, and he narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the Potter's house. Sympathy? mercy? Don't be funny, he is not a good person. If it weren't for the boss's order, he would have thrown the Potter family into the pile of rats.

"M, is this the end? August, please ask Mr. Riddle quickly, I want to go back to the Ministry of Magic and resign! Fuck M Auror Director, I want to retire! No one can stop me! Dumbledore Lido, this bastard, doesn’t know how to help, M! I’m going to kill him!”

"Arastor~ Can you beat him? Do you want me to bring everyone to cheer you on?"

"M's... Of course I can't beat him!"