Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

As he stood up, Tom turned his neck slightly, thinking of Orion, who was getting weaker and weaker, and frowned at Dumbledore, who was still wiping the corners of his eyes.

"Even if he enters Gryffindor, his essence is still Slytherin. Maybe you will use a... gentler method to test..."

"But for the sake of both of us, give up your plans for him... having one 'sponsor' of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​enough."

Rolling his eyes, Dumbledore spread his hands to show his innocence, "Okay... okay... Who told you to have a good relationship with the head of the Black family..."

"Tsk, why haven't I seen you being so considerate to me?"

With a sneer, Tom opened the door to the principal's office and said before leaving, "I will bring flowers to see you every year from now on."

Dumbledore:..........

So *** considerate!

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The following days returned to normal, and Tom was still tormenting the little wizards, especially the unlucky ones who were going to participate in OWLs and NEWTs.

Even Lucius felt that it didn't matter if Grindelwald taught them, even if it became a 'teaching tool' for this purpose.

"Godfather...please spare me. Please, I don't think...I need to practice the Living Hell Decoction to cope with the OWLs exam. That is something that will only be done in two years."

"And... Godfather, you are the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. The dean has not retired yet."

Putting down the newspaper, Tom crossed his legs and looked at his ugly-looking godson, ha! Of course he knew this, but who would let this little bastard know how to cause trouble for him when nothing happened?

"Lucius~ You have to know...I'm doing this for your own good~"

After saying something very annoying, Tom smiled an extremely evil smile, and the little bastard's hair was a little greasy from the steam.

Lucius will probably take several showers tonight.

"But you're right, Horace hasn't retired yet, so... practice safe guarding, armor protection, and overall protection fifty times each."

Knowing that his godfather was taking revenge on him, Lucius used a magic spell to clean his hair, resisted the thought of rushing back to take a shower, and sat across from Tom.

"No matter what the purpose is, I will choose to do this, Godfather... My mind has never changed."

Lucius observed his godfather's expression and found that he was not angry. He breathed a sigh of relief and stared down at his hands.

"I need time. Maybe I will never be able to meet your requirements, but I have my own ideas and I have already won over many people."

"Besides those pure bloods, there are also many mixed bloods and even marrow wizards. I don't think I can control the Ministry of Magic without your protection."

"Those blood-sucking insects will stick to Malfoy as soon as possible until they drain out the last drop of blood. Godfather, I know that."

"You took Severus to the Prince Manor. Regardless of whether he can inherit it, as long as this news comes out, there will definitely be a storm in the wizarding world."

Tom held his temples, Irene... really left him in a big trouble. Idiots in the wizarding world only know how to plunder other people's wealth?

"Lucius, didn't I say that even if your father and I leave in the future, we will leave help for you."