Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"What? Do you feel pity too..."

With a faint smile on his lips, Tom glanced at Coban casually. He still somewhat admired this follower.

Not only do they have eyes, but they also have brains, and the Yaxley family is also very low-key and does not make any big announcement that they are supporters of the pure-blood theory.

At least it didn't say that on the surface. As for what it was like in private, who could see it?

"Of course not~" Coban smiled gently, stood up and poured Tom a glass of tequila, lowering his head and not looking at the other person's eyes.

Tequila~ But it was once the favorite drink of a certain great nobleman...

"The marriage between their two families... is just a way for the weak to delay the downfall of the family. You also know who wants them to die..."

"I never doubted that person's ability. Within ten years, the name Nott will no longer exist..."

Tom took a sip of the wine, and the spicy and slightly bitter wine flowed down his throat. The burning sensation reminded him of the first time he drank this wine.

The tiger's mouth on the back of the hand seems to still have the warm touch of Abraxas...

‘Burn yourself for love and be willing to give everything...are you waiting for a long time...'

Tom remembered the meaning of agave. It turned out that Abu... was confiding his feelings to him all the time, and the flower path was covered with spiked plants...

It won't hurt when you hold it with both hands, but if you let go, those sharp thorns will hurt you...

'Is this what you want to say...never let go, keep waiting for me...'

Closing his eyes and feeling the burning heat carefully, Tom felt that the tip of his nose was a little sore. It turned out that he had always been loved deeply...

Never lose everything...

But what can he do for Abu?

Without wealth and power, could he bring happiness to Abraxas? Can he protect the other party...

Coban didn't know what his boss was thinking. He followed Tom's gaze to the wine glass and suddenly felt a little clear in his heart.

But sometimes being too smart is not a good thing, so he should just be a little fool who doesn't know anything!

"Boss, have you made your decision?"

Tom took a deep breath to suppress the bitterness in his heart, and did not directly answer Coban's question, "You said ten years..."

"Then ten years from now, I will let everyone see... what the real Slytherin is..."

Apart from agreeing, Keban said nothing. Glory was still a pure blood, and he had no interest at all, as long as he could get more benefits.

Of course~ He will also implement Yaxley's tradition and profit in secret~

As for those apparent supporters, leave it to the Black family. As for Malfoy... just lie in bed with peace of mind!

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In Malfoy Manor, Brutus stared at the wine rack eagerly, looking left and right without seeing his son, rubbing his hands to take down a bottle of wine to quench his thirst.

"My dear father~ Did you forget the therapist's instructions? Huh?"

Throwing away the invisibility cloak, Abraxas looked at his father with a smile, he knew it! This idiot father can't help it!

It's not in vain that he worked so hard to sit here and wait for people!

"Uh.."

Knowing that he was wrong, Brutus lowered his head and did not dare to say a word. For a moment, he couldn't tell who his son was, "Abu... the curse has been suppressed... Actually, I can..."