Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

At this time, deep in the Forbidden Forest, Lucius found an open space. There was a small puddle sunken in the center, and around it, there were many animal carcasses that were beginning to rot.

Resisting the feeling of nausea, Lucius took off his protective cloak, raised his head to identify the stars, and then walked towards the center of the puddle.

The mud and blood mixed together, it was like walking into a puddle of smelly mud.

"Hecate... O goddess without equal... Hecate who holds the torch... Daughter of Night God... Administrator of Hell... Please listen to my appeal..."

"I am willing to use my own blood as a guide...to guide you in the direction of your coming...I am willing to pay the price...to ask you...to bring disaster to my enemies..."

As if he heard the response, dark clouds began to shroud, and a cold wind swirled around Lucius.

Unable to help but shudder, Lucius took out the parchment he had written in advance, cut his palm and dripped blood on it. The densely packed names were all from the Potter family.

The blood condensed into a thin line, and several branches slowly emerged under James Potter.

"Go back! Damn thing!" Tom ran to Lucius and snatched the parchment from Lucius' hand. He read ancient magic words in his mouth, trying to terminate the unfinished contract.

The cold wind became more and more fierce, and the roaring sound was mixed with a sharp roar.

Cold sweat continued to drip down, Tom gritted his teeth and used all his magic power to resist the huge, terrifying and seemingly irresistible force.

A gentle female voice sounded, and Tom had no energy to pay attention to who it was or what it said, but soon he found that the terrifying and ominous aura had finally disappeared.

As for the idiot godson lying on the ground, as long as he is not dead!

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Carrying the unconscious and weak idiot back to the office, Tom glanced at his still trembling hands. Damn it, he didn't even have the energy to lose his temper now.

Goddess of Disaster...how could his godson be so stupid? !

Isn't it just a curse? Why is it so complicated?

"Haha...who does it look like?"

Feeling sulky, Tom picked up a few bottles of potion and drank it, otherwise he would just burn down the wizarding world and join Grindelwald...

Ah...by the way, that guy wants to burn down the Muggle world...

Feeling that he was almost recovered, Tom took out his wand and pointed the tip of the wand at the unconscious Lucius on the carpet, "Drill... clear spring like water."

He really wanted to cast the Cruciatus Curse on Lucius. Tom curled his lips and put away his wand. This was the first time he envied the bald man.

At least I can use the Unforgivable Curse at will to punish the brainless idiots around me!

After being splashed with cold water on his face, Lucius suffocated for a moment. He sat up and gasped for air. After realizing where he was, he quickly got up from the ground and stood up.

"godfather.."

"Ha!" Tom snorted coldly, stood up suddenly and grabbed Lucius by the collar, "Lucius Malfoy...do you know what you are doing?"

"Do you think that no matter what you do, someone will solve the trouble for you? Where is your calmness and prudence? Has it been completely forgotten!"

Throwing Lucius aside, Tom took a deep breath. If it were any later, this idiot's soul would be imprisoned in hell forever.