Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Realizing that his chest was wet, Lucius looked up at the dim sky. After being silent for a long time, he straightened up, took off his gloves and took out a pocket watch from his neck.

"Put it on...I'm leaving soon. This pocket watch...will stay with you for me~"

Severus took the pocket watch and tilted his head in confusion, "Isn't this your most precious treasure..."

"Yeah...it's very precious...so you should treasure it carefully. If it gets damaged, you can't afford to pay for it~"

Lucius reluctantly looked away. This was the last gift his mother left for him...

Raising his eyebrows, he signaled Severus to quickly put on his pocket watch. Lucius glanced at the guy with black hair and eyes, who was still dressed in black, and muttered "little bat".

Prince...perhaps the last Prince. Of course he will treat the future Potions Master well~

After all, in the eyes of both his godfather and his father, he is a "poor" with "low" magic power and "poor" strength and talent that is "pathetic"...

Of course, the potion you need to enter must be made by someone you ‘trust’...

Severus put on his pocket watch and moved the tips of his ears when he heard a voice not far away, "... Muggles are coming, let's go, or do you want to be discovered by Muggles?"

"....Dobby, take us back."

Back at Malfoy Manor, Severus looked down at his hands. Why did he feel the crisp and sweet sound just now...

The familiar voice made him feel irritated, it was obviously a voice he had never heard before...

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In the study of the head of the family, Tom lowered his head and sat meekly on the chair, trying his best to make his breathing steady, and raised his eyes to quickly glance at Abraxas opposite.

Very good...it's been two hours and his Abu is still the same gloomy...

"Tom...Riddle...I thought you were the heir of Slytherin, but I didn't expect you to have the courage of Gryffindor..."

"Am I allowed to assume...that it was infected by some crazy old bee? Hmm?"

Abraxas stood up and walked towards Tom, lifted Tom's chin with the tip of the scepter, and looked coldly into his dark and deep eyes.

"........"

Once again spurning his own lack of determination, Abraxas looked away, put his left hand behind his back, and quietly twisted his thigh.

At the same time, cheer yourself up from the bottom of your heart, never indulge in such beauty...

His eyes fell uncontrollably on Tom's delicate face. Abraxas licked his lips and felt that his throat was extremely dry.

Damn... the humanoid love potion, shouldn't it be him!

The corners of Tom's mouth turned up slightly, his lips parted slightly and he tilted his head. The tip of his tongue slowly swept across the finger on his mouth, "Abu... I was wrong..."

"I can't leave such a dangerous person alone. If you get hurt because of this, I will go completely crazy... Forgive me..."

Seeing Abraxas' dazed eyes, Tom put his arms around Abraxas' waist, raised his head and blinked, and decided to use his trump card.

"I'm willing to do anything to get your forgiveness...anything you want me to do..."

‘Click’

The last trace of reason was completely broken. Abraxas raised his hand to play with Tom's black hair, "Including tasting the fruit that I have been carefully caring for..."

"Of course...I said...I'm willing to do anything for you..."

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Tom looked straight into the gray-blue eyes above, and the discomfort gradually disappeared. Such a look...

It was what he had always longed for...a gaze that he had never forgotten, full of wildness and strong possessiveness. It was a beautiful scenery that he could only appreciate.

"..It seems I didn't work hard enough and let you get distracted at a time like this..."

"No... don't look away, look at me... Abu... just look at me..."

"Haah...M's..."

Abraxas suppressed the emotion that was about to explode, reached out to push the hair from his forehead back, and leaned forward to bite Tom's neck.

"You're so...fucking sexy..."

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The next day, Lucius looked at the time, then at the slow-moving godfather, stood up silently, and pulled the 'ignorant' Severus away.

Satisfied that his silly son finally had a look, Abraxas turned back and wanted to hold Tom's hand.

When he saw the scarlet eyes turn dark, Abraxas retracted his previous thoughts in his heart. Sizing up the situation... is much more important than having a wink...

"Are you sure you don't need to drink the potion?"

".............don't want.."

Tom squeezed out the answer through his teeth and wanted to kill himself in annoyance. He was wrong. He thought too simply. This damn white-haired peacock...

It is simply a beast that has been hungry for a long time! As long as you smell the aroma of ‘food’, no one can stop you!

"Hehe..." Licking his lips with a satisfied expression, Abraxas helped the person sit on the soft cushion. Perhaps this was the Slytherin heir's last stubbornness~

"I'm going to the ministry today. The current minister has stayed in this position for long enough. It's time to step down. So...see you tonight~ My little Tom..."

With a soft hum, Tom curled his lips and drank warm water to relieve the dry throat, "Where are you looking? Who are you saying hello to again!"

"Ha~ You know that, don't you~"

Staring at the back of the man who was striding away, Tom put down the water glass, took out a few bottles of magic potion from his pocket and drank it.

The soreness and pain in his waist subsided, and Tom slowly exhaled. In this life...he will never make Abu angry again! absolute!

'boom'

Reaching out to catch the slowly falling phoenix tail feathers, Tom unfolded the note that came with him in disgust, and after glancing at the content above, the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

He... found a punching bag to vent his anger, and he sent it to his door himself...

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Dumbledore stared at the files on the desktop with a headache, tugged on his beard and kept sighing, Galleons... He also wants Galleons...

Why are the people in the Order of the Phoenix so poor...QAQ

And Squib... he can hardly afford the various subsidies! ! ! !

Tom appeared in the principal's office holding a phoenix tail feather, and what he saw was the old bee who was pulling his beard crazy, "Are you finally crazy..."