Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Back in the office, Tom wrote two letters, asking his younger brothers to deal with their informants, and then began to correct piles of papers.

"Damn old bee, why don't you know how to revise the assigned paper yourself! Bastard, be careful to die of boredom when you eat sweets!"

After finishing his work, Tom moved his body and walked back to the bedroom. The school year was finally coming to an end. Hey, I don't know if Lucius will change after he leaves here...

Maybe he will become the 'Dark Lord'?

He smiled and shook his head to deny his thoughts. To be honest, if there was such a Dark Lord in the magic world, there would be no war at all.

"The strength is still too poor...Lucius..."

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He had sent his memories to Malfoy Manor a long time ago, but had never received a reply from Abu. Tom, like Lucius, had always been in fear of the unknown.

It was not until the end of the ultimate wizard exam that the two of them relaxed slightly. At least tomorrow, they would know the answer.

"Godfather...please, don't write anything bad about me on my epitaph..."

The highly sought-after platinum prince, now withered and no longer as noble and elegant as before, follows his godfather like a sinner.

"Don't ignore me, godfather, or do you really want to change your godson?"

"Yes, I really want to do this..." Stopping helplessly, Tom turned around and looked up and down at Lucius, who was almost as tall as him.

From the little baby in your arms to the person you are now, eighteen years have passed, but why does it feel like time flies so fast?

"You won't die, at least not until you have an heir. You should consider giving birth to an heir in a few years. Now go back and pack your luggage."

After saying that, he closed the door directly. With a wave of his magic wand, the items that needed to be sorted out in the office automatically jumped into the boxes.

Before long, Tom shrunk the suitcase, put it in his pocket and strode away. He would not wait until tomorrow, he was going back to Malfoy Manor now!

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After entering the manor, Tom stood in a daze in the garden that had been bombarded by magic. If it weren't for the large area of ​​Night Queen, it would still be blooming as usual.

He would definitely think that Malfoy Manor was attacked by someone!

"Haha~ Do you like it~ I redesigned it... Isn't it very unique? My dear~"

The gentle voice echoed in his ears, and Tom didn't even dare to move. The slightly cold fingers on the back of his neck still felt the same as before...

But now, he just wants to escape.

"Of course...very good...no, very good."

The hair on Tom's back never went down. He turned his face stiffly and blinked at Abraxas who was smirking, "This is my fault."

"Heh..." smiled and shook his head, Abraxas pointed to a deep pit, "Look~ That's the guest room I prepared for Mr. Riddle..."

"I personally used the Death Curse to blow it up... What do you think?"

Tom almost didn't realize that Mr. Riddle was Lucius. He glanced at the huge pit and was silent not knowing what to say.