Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Caractacus wears a mask of pain and wants to imitate the elf who hits the wall. Is this big platinum sick?

I ran into his store the day after the incident!

Ask! Why do you ask the person you like? Believe it or not, he anonymously submitted an article to the newspaper, and the title was - The current head of the Malfoy family is a love brain!

Abraxas clenched his scepter tightly, what could he do! Little Tom just sent him a letter saying that he was going on a trip!

His little guy is so innocent, what if he is deceived outside?

How could you do it without him by your side?

"Bock!!! You'd better tell me clearly, where did he go?!"

"I...fuck! I really don't know! QAQ"

He really cried. Caractacus covered his face and wanted to die. It had been a week and he hadn't done any business...

In the middle of last night, while he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly woke up from his dream. When he sat up, he shouted "I don't know"...

If this continues, his hair will fall out sooner or later!

Abraxas backhand knocked away the wizard who entered the door, he is here! No one can buy anything from here!

After a stubborn stalemate for a while, Abraxas sighed quietly, resisting the urge to burn the place down and returned to Malfoy Manor.

Sitting on the sofa and sulking angrily.

"No news yet? Maybe Tom wants to..."

"Riddle...pay attention to what you call..."

Cursing a string of curse words in her mind, Olivia put the cup on the table, okay, this idiot is hopeless, he will never forget his possessiveness, right?

"Sorry...go on, I! What do you want, little Tom?"

Abraxas apologized perfunctorily and raised his eyebrows at his expressionless ally. How could a witch who had never fallen in love with anyone understand his feelings?

"roll..."

Olivia stood up and left. She almost cast a curse just now. This poor place is not for people!

Returning to the study alone, Abraxas took out a thick stack of envelopes from the drawer and thought about countless possibilities...

But in the end, he was rejected one by one.

"Little Tom, how long do you want me to wait..."

...............................

A few months later, Tom got off the ship and found a random place to rest. He lay on the bed and smiled evilly, "A small revenge shouldn't be too much~"

He will never forget how much Abraxas loved to tease him in the past. Let's wait until he arranges things before writing to that guy~

If things go well, maybe he can go back in a few years...

"Hmm~ There's still a lot of places to run to... Just wait and see~ The white-haired peacock in heat..."

In 1948, Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry welcomed an extraordinary and handsome professor. Professor Riddle was not only good-looking.

The strength is nothing to say...except for one thing...

It’s really ‘scary’ when teaching...

The little wizards endured the pain and joy, and many of them fell into self-doubt. Could they really be what Professor Riddle said...

Not even trolls, just a bunch of noisy spirits?

Or... are all the wizards from Hogwarts so powerful?

"Professor Riddle~ Can you tell us more about Hogwarts? Is there really an Animagus human white peacock in the Forbidden Forest? Is he prettier than you?"

Tom held back his laughter and nodded, his thoughts already drifting back to his hometown, "Yes, he is very good-looking, I can't compare to him at all..."