Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"Riddle, you need to know one thing..."

"Wands are not dead things. They also have feelings. Just like the Elder Wand, that willful guy will betray its current owner without hesitation after finding someone stronger."

"And the same goes for that special wand, which has been sleeping and waiting for its next owner to arrive. The real owner..."

"As for the snake tree, it's just a legacy from Slytherin. As I said, he is a contradictory person, and so are its things. He does not only do bad things..."

Tom nodded clearly, looked up at the smiling statue, stood up and conjured a few May flowers and put them down, "So how old are you?"

"I remember you denying that you were the goblin... who saved Aesop and James..."

William, who was still a little moved at first, was completely furious. He kept grabbing the mud on the ground and smashing it with his hands, "Get out of here! Get out of here quickly!!!"

"I'm your uncle, okay! I'm your ancestor, okay! Go back to England right now! You damn bastard!!!"

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Tom had a long chat with the current headmaster of Ilvermorny...

When the little wizards started school, they found out that the charming professor had resigned, and they all whined about transferring to Hogwarts...

And the snake tree where Slytherin's wand was buried is still growing lushly in place and can never be destroyed...

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After several twists and turns, Tom put a waterproof spell on himself out of disgust. The air in the forest was too humid, which was even more annoying than London where it rained all the time...

Originally he wanted to go back directly, but when he was packing his luggage, he found the gold cups piled at the bottom of the box, and then he remembered what he had forgotten...

He once planned to trade the other founders' relics with Dumbledore so that he could continue to stay at Hogwarts.

But now~ maybe he can collect the relics of the four founders~

If you want him to go back and become a professor, of course~

Just hire him with the sword of Gryffindor!

If he doesn't agree, he'll burn Nurmengard!

No one cares about Grindelwald who failed anyway, right?

After a few low laughs, Tom's depressed mood was swept away. There was an unclear thought in his heart that seemed to be guiding him forward...

Hearing the sound of flapping wings in the air, he looked up at a group of ravens spreading their wings and leaving.

Tom frowned and appeared at the place where the commotion was. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the somewhat embarrassed figure strangely...

Platinum head...ah, platinum hair color, this couldn't be the previous head of the Malfoy family!

"Mr. Brutus Malfoy??"

Brutus, who was casting a cleaning spell wildly, was stunned for a moment, and instantly switched to business mode. With a smile on his lips, he smoothed his hair gracefully...

"This gentleman is..."

Originally, I wanted to be polite and use Oblivion when the other party lowered his guard to make the young man forget about his embarrassment just now.

The more Brutus looked at it, the more familiar it became, and he gradually connected the handsome young man in front of him with the photos collected by his stupid son.

"Little Tom!!!"

Tom's eyelids were twitching, and the bad feeling in his heart was getting bigger and bigger. With a dark face, he caught the big Malfoy who rushed towards him and hugged him...

He found the source...Abraxas' temperament is definitely inherited from this guy!

My body is very dirty! ! ! Can you let go? !

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