Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Humor, strength, charming appearance and charisma are all the bait he throws out. He uses all his advantages to get the rewards he wants. This is what he has always done.

Not too close, not too far, just the right guidance...

Tom looked down at the thin boy who looked up at him with a slight smile, "Barty, I don't think inheriting my father's name is a bad thing, but I understand..."

"There is one..." Tom showed a tangled look, then shook his head and looked away at the little wizards playing in the distance, "Forgive me for being rude, Mr. Crouch is not a qualified father."

"The pursuit of power is a good thing. Being ambitious makes people more motivated, but he used the wrong method. His ideas are too decadent and rigid. The future of the wizarding world should not be in the hands of such a person..."

Little Barty clenched his fists excitedly. Yes, his father was just a guy blinded by power. No, that man might not deserve to be called a father. He had never felt the love from his father.

But Mr. Riddle is different. He completely breaks the argument of pure-blood supremacy. As a mixed-blood and a descendant of Slytherin...

Step by step, he reaches the top and becomes a being that everyone looks up to. Such a person is the one he deserves to admire and respect.

"Sir, please allow me to offer my loyalty!"

Tom turned around and chuckled, "I don't think I have any reason to refuse, you are very good..."

The first time he was recognized by others, little Barty suddenly froze on the spot. Father... no... that person never said that. He only kept repeating that he should be grateful for everything he gave and should do better...

Even if he is better than his peers, it is still not enough. It turns out...

He is not a useless good-for-nothing son, it turns out that he can also be praised...

"Thank you, sir, I will always be by your side in this life."

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Perhaps the most troublesome group of people have grown up, and Hogwarts has rarely calmed down. It might be good for Tom to stand in the astronomy tower, looking down at the scenery below that he will never tire of.

But he wanted to stay with Abu.

"Old Barty... needs to be removed quickly, the last stubborn thorn... Lucius..."

The sigh was blown away in the wind, and Tom raised his hand to press his temples. Leaving a person with a high prestige behind would not be conducive to his godson taking over the Ministry of Magic. No matter when, he could not be completely relieved.

"It seems that Ian is right. I'm going to be a mother...heh... Tom Riddle, I'd better add Malfoy's surname at the end... Abu... will be happy."

Laughing deeply, Tom thought of his lover, his eyes softened, his Abu... always thought that he owed him, obviously every time, he showed extremely longing eyes, but he could hold back his desire...

Abu and he had the same strong emotions, wanting to possess each other... wanting to leave their own mark on each other...

"It seems... I have to comfort Abu properly... to accept the love... maybe I should go and have a drink with Mickey?"

Feeling melancholy, Tom turned and left the astronomy tower.