Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Volga stood at the closed bedroom door, closed her eyes to adjust her emotions, and left quietly, her Rael...

When will we understand that kindness and kindness will sooner or later become the sharp blade that 'kills ourselves'...

How could such a soft heart escape from the hands of those hyenas...

Regulus buried his face in the pillow. He didn't understand why his brother could show his temper without restraint, but he had to undergo strict training.

He loves his family, but he also wants to be like his brother and be able to say loudly that he hates those etiquette and those banquets...

"Why me...why..."

'knock knock'

"Rael~ What are you doing?"

Sirius rushed into the bedroom, happily ran to the bed, stretched out his hand and pulled his brother out of the quilt, "...are you crying?"

The happy expression turned into depression. Sirius scratched his head and muttered "It's so annoying". He was not good at comforting people...

"Do you think I'm annoying?"

Regulus hoarse his voice, lowered his head and wiped his face, quietly waiting for his brother's answer.

"Ah? What are you talking about..."

Sirius waved his hands carelessly, jumped out of bed, took out a paper crane from his pocket, and held it in front of Regulus' eyes like a treasure.

"I folded it! Give it to you!"

Regulus took the ugly paper crane and held it carefully in his hand, "Thank you, I like it very much..."

"We are brothers! Why are you thanking me! Let's go~ I'll take you to Severus. His fingers are very nimble. Let him teach you!"

Regulus smiled and held his brother's hand. After walking out of the room and seeing his mother, the two of them instantly calmed down.

"Have you forgotten the etiquette you learned... Is this how you are embarrassed in front of guests? Regulus... I am so disappointed in you..."

Sirius pursed his lips and did it again. It was obviously his fault, why should he blame Rael?

"Mom, have you forgotten that I am the eldest son of the Black family? Why are you so harsh on Rael!"

"Yes, you are right, Sirius... you are the eldest son... but... don't forget, Regulus also inherited the Black surname."

Volga looked at Regulus, who had his head lowered, and subconsciously put his left hand behind his back, "Don't keep your guests waiting for too long..."

"Sirius! What are you still doing here?! Don't you understand what I'm saying!"

Staring at his fierce mother angrily, Sirius ran back to his room and closed the door forcefully.

Regulus closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and raised his eyes with a fake smile on his face, "Mom...Mother, I was wrong...I am willing to accept punishment..."

Volga raised his hand, paused in the air, and landed on his thin shoulders, "You can resent us, but you will never..."

"Never resent your brother... He can stay with you longer than us..."

"How could I...let you down...Mother..."

After turning around and going downstairs, Volga returned to the conference room on the second floor, spread out his left hand, and a petal turned into a vivid kitten.

"Isn't it useful?"

Tom tilted his head. Just now Volga came over, picked up a handful of flower petals and performed the transformation spell. He finally left with satisfaction. Why did he come back?