Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

After listening to his wife's explanation, Tobia glanced at his wife who was leaning on his shoulder with cold eyes. He was a wizard or something. He didn't care at all now...

What a useless waste. Those magical magics can't bring him wealth...

Getting up irritably and going up to the second floor, Tobia recalled the recent events and didn't understand why he was so unlucky.

Originally, he was a supervisor in a large company, and he was still a middle-class person. Until not long ago... the boss of the company didn't know who he offended.

Maybe it was some underworld or some gang that had lost contact inexplicably.

The boss's wife and other shareholders made the company a mess. They were a group of idiots who knew nothing but intrigues...

Now, those villains rushed in with guns, everyone was threatened to leave, the company was completely destroyed, and how long can the money he saved over the years last?

"This is just too bad..."

The more he thought about it, the more unlucky he felt. Tobias had a strange feeling in his heart. It all happened so suddenly...

It seems that since they had children...

"No...I can't think like this...",

Hitting his head in annoyance, Tobia thought of his wife. He had never forgotten her somewhat picky character...

"Aristocratic lady..."

'knock knock'

"Tobias...are you still angry?"

Irene opened the door gently and stood at the door, not daring to look at Tobia's expression. She lowered her head and held the satin handkerchief.

"Do not...."

Tobia rolled out of bed and gently held Eileen in his arms, "How could I be angry with you... Eileen... I have something to ask you..."

"I know this is hard to say, but think about our future, think about our children... I hope you can go back to your home... and ask your father for some funds..."

"Believe me, with a little bit of capital, I can double that money in no time. You know... we don't have much savings left..."

"You will do this for our future, right? Erin... You know, I love you very much. I can't let you live such a miserable life with me. I Love you.."

Erin couldn't say no. She thought about her treasury. There were still a lot of galleons in it. She originally planned to leave these to her children...

But now...

"I love you too...Tobias, you are the only person I love in this world...I will give everything for you..."

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Tom, who was invisible outside the room, twitched his lips and wondered what was going on with Erin Pulis. Can the Forgetting Curse also make people lose their IQ?

I have always disliked him, but now I fell in love with such a man?

With a cold snort, Tom disappeared. Prince would not have a good ending unless she could remember everything...

Or maybe there was a Legilimency master who flipped through Prince's memories and put the painful memories in front of her eyes...

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Back at Malfoy Manor, Tom looked like "I knew this would happen" and silently asked the crying house elf to leave.

He took out his wand and restored the messy living room. He turned his godson over, who was thinking about the wall. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Lucius's face.

"What did you do again?"

Lucius was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry, but he held it back. He raised his delicate little face and said stubbornly, "Those white-haired peacocks are not gorgeous at all..."

"I painted them black with dye, and the peacocks flew around and trampled the flowers in the manor..."

Tom sighed, watching Lucius lower his head as his voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, "Luke, you are indeed a qualified Malfoy..."

"I never speak my mind directly, but if you want Abu to spend more time with you...never play with these little tricks in front of your family..."

"Go back...Go to your father tomorrow to apologize..."

Tom led his annoyed godson back to the room, softly opened the study door, looked at the cold coffee, propped himself on the desk and took away the letter from Abu's hand.

"That Mazong Minister has ambitions..."

Leaning back in the chair tiredly, Abraxas closed his eyes to relieve the dryness, "Yes... this is not a difficult task. Since I can support him to become a minister..."

"Of course we can also drive him out of the Ministry of Magic... Lucius still has a lot of time to grow up... The puppet must find someone he can control..."

Tom glanced at Abu strangely, "Is this... also a tradition of the Malfoy family?"

Abraxas:......

I think you have something in mind...

"There are too many hyenas coveting the Malfoy family. If you want to keep your wealth, you must have both strong talents and solid rights..."

"Lucius... his talent is very good but not enough... especially the young wizards who live in peaceful times... they tend to be a little lax."

"Tom... we can't stay with him forever... All I can do is try my best to pave the way for him... just like my father did..."

Holding Abu's hand, Tom slowly released the spell to soothe fatigue, and for the first time, he felt the discomfort of being a father.

Strange emotions are not annoying.

"Well...it seems I have to put away my 'mercy'~"

Abraxas touched the tip of his nose. It was more important to make Tom happy than to sympathize with his son...

"It's his honor..."

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Early the next morning, the unaware Lucius ran to the living room, lowered his head and apologized to his father, "Dad..."

"Lucius... I remember I told you that after you start learning etiquette, you should call me father..."

Lucius opened his eyes wide and looked at his godfather aggrievedly. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see his godfather paying attention to him, so he could only smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes.

He bent slightly to salute his bastard father and godfather, and his clear voice dragged out a long aria, "Good day... my dear father... good day... my dear godfather..."

The two evil-minded adults suppressed their laughter and tried to keep a straight face while nodding reservedly. Abraxas picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Breakfast time has passed. I hope you won't miss today's lunch... Now go to the study and read the enlightenment book by yourself... Your personal elf will be watching you..."

Lucius wanted to cry even more. He didn't understand why his godfather didn't help him today. He stood there with a pout and refused to leave.

"Lucius, didn't you hear what your father said? I don't allow anyone to disrespect Abu...including you. Now...what is your answer..."

"...I hate you!"