Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

A simple and harmless little badger, no matter how low its presence is, cannot stand up to a large number of people, not to mention that all the little badgers are very united. The one with the most informed gossip is the Badger Yard...

Thinking of the previous attack, Mickey licked his lips, sighed and lay down, staring at the lush branches above his head in a daze.

No matter how mature a person is, there will be times when he is confused, and no matter how calm he is, he will still feel panicky. Maybe he should expand his 'friendship range'...

"Ian~ Do you think people like us can squeeze into the aristocratic circle?"

"...Are you going to poison or throw a grenade at the banquet? Are you sure you want to squeeze into the noble circle instead of sending them to heaven..."

"Hehehe~ This is Milkovich's fine tradition..."

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Tom rubbed his eyes and sat up, placing one hand on the grass. He glanced at his sleeping friend and then at the darkening sky.

He woke up his friends with a hoarse voice, and the three of them walked side by side towards the castle. The figures standing on the corridor watched coldly as the three disappeared.

"Disgusting guy..."

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Mickey got up early for the first time, grabbed the letter written on the table and ran out. For the first time, he envied the dormitories of the other two colleges.

It's good to be close to the kitchen, but you can't open the window! Aha! If only the owl could be of some use and could go into the Black Lake to deliver messages, instead of having to go to the Owlery so hard...

Rolling his eyes and healing the wound on the back of his hand, Mickey could only lament that his family was unfortunate because his pet still had such a bad temper.

"M, if I can't deliver it... I'll stew you!"

After cursing and walking out of the shack, Mickey looked at the time and walked quickly towards the auditorium.

After Mickey left, a white and brown harpy eagle opened its eyes, turned its head and looked at the open space aside, waited for a while, then spread its wings and flew out of the shack.

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At the year-end dinner, Tom whispered to the little snake next to him, looked at the silver-green decorations around him like in previous years, raised the corners of his mouth, and elegantly raised the cup at hand.

This year's Academy Cup still belongs to Slytherin. Even if he doesn't care much about it, who can refuse to enjoy this honor.

"Boss~ You can't really refuse to work in the Ministry of Magic as the dean said!"

Hearing Cobain's quiet inquiry, Tom remembered the conversation he had with Dean Slughorn in the first week of summer.

Employment counseling is just a kind of help provided by the dean to the young wizards, and he has already decided where to go in the future.

"Do you think I can't get twelve 'O' certificates? I will continue to study all subjects in depth..."

The confident tone made Keban shut up. He was wrong... why bother worrying about nothing? He is the king of academics... he is so enviable.

"Okay, pretend I didn't ask..." Coban muttered, cut off a small piece of steak and chewed it in his mouth. After swallowing the piece of meat in his mouth, he pressed the corner of his mouth with a napkin.

"Boss... you also know who is the leader outside now. Even if I don't say something, the seniors and sisters will say it..."