Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Coban burned the bloody gloves in disgust. He was a dirty guy and a lowly race. I really don’t know why the boss wanted to keep the werewolf.

"Boss, can you tell me now what use this guy is~"

Tom looked at Greyback who was covered in wounds for a while, then turned around and knocked out the little werewolf who was still on alert, and then he smiled.

"Is it useful... Coban, don't you think... Slytherin's reputation should be better? Why do I have no way to defeat a notorious dark wizard..."

Looking away, Coban tried his best not to think about rude things, but...if the boss wanted to build momentum for Malfoy, wouldn't it be faster to become a dark wizard himself?

"Ahem, boss, do you mean...to use these werewolves? Do you want to use the Soul Imperius Curse or other means?"

Glancing at the idiot who didn't dare to look at him, Tom pursed his lips. Even without Legilimency, he knew what this bastard was thinking in his mind!

"...I would like to cast a Cruciatus Curse on you!"

After scaring his little brother, Tom took out his wand, opened his mouth and chanted an ancient spell, and the red light wrapped around Greyback.

Then, like thorns, countless spikes grew and twisted into the werewolf's body.

"Boss...this...what is this? Are you eager to learn?"

Half excited and half afraid, Coban licked his lips and stepped forward. What kind of magic was that just now? I really want to learn...

"Oh, if you are not afraid of the curse's backlash, I can teach you... Soul imprinting is less likely to be noticed than the Soul Imperius Curse..."

"He will act according to my wishes, but he will think it is his own idea...until he dies..."

Tom laughed again and looked up and down at Coban who was retreating, "Do you still want to learn now? Ancient Greek, it's very simple..."

"No..." Coban rolled his eyes, took out new gloves from his pocket and put them on, "I'd better continue practicing the flying spell. Boss, you should find someone to share some of the work for me."

"I haven't had a break for a long time... Regarding the potion industry, I suggest... um..."

His temples were pounding, and Tom waved his hand and choked the idiot who was still complaining. Rest?

He didn't even have time to rest. What were these guys thinking?

"Get out of here, or I'll kill you."

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After spending a night in the Shrieking Shack, Tom drank the potion and his tiredness disappeared instantly. He took out a handkerchief and turned it into a robe, which he draped around Remus who had turned into a human again.

"are you awake?"

"Hiss.. Yes, sir.. It seems that I didn't attack you this time. That's great.."

Remus got up from the ground, got dressed and took the potion from Tom, "Oh, this smells really disgusting, sir..."

"Professor Slughorn, can't you really improve the taste?"

"Haha~ Horace doesn't have that spare time. Maybe you can ask Severus. With his talent, he is enough to become a potions master."

Remus's eyes lit up. It seemed that he wanted to have a good relationship with Snape~ Whether he could enjoy delicious potions in this life depends on him!

One big and one small walked slowly towards the castle. Tom glanced at the cub who was holding back the pain, and used the levitating spell to make Remus lift his feet off the ground.

"Bobby is already waiting, hurry up."

"Hey, sir, is this a Slytherin-specific way of caring?"

"Slytherin is also good at dark magic. Do you want to try it?"