Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Tom stared at his godson with an anxious look on his face, and a feeling of powerlessness swept through his body. Could it be that he owed this guy something in his previous life...

Thinking of some kind of future, Tom took a deep breath, well, 'he' did owe the Malfoy family! so! Now he is here to atone for his sins, to atone for a certain 'self'.

Tapping his fingers impatiently on the table, Tom stared into Lucius's eyes very seriously, "You should remember to sign a contract with the God of Disaster."

Lucius nodded. He could even clearly recall how disgusting the rotten smell was at that time. "This is one of the things I don't understand. I shouldn't take such a risk for Severus. I don't care about him." Feelings..."

After waiting quietly for a long time, Tom sneered, "This kid, I can't go on. All the important things have been taken away. What else do you know?"

"This is the price, Lucius. That contract has not completely disconnected you. Disaster has come, and what you are about to lose is not only your blood, but also your emotions as Lucius Malfoy... "

"The most important and most popular emotion among demons is your love for Severus. The God of Disaster likes to see humans bear pain. Without this emotion, she can enjoy the pleasure of torture in you, because You will live in confusion and pain.”

His eyes widened in disbelief. Lucius wanted to say that this was a joke. How could he have such emotions towards Severus? He...he wouldn't really like anyone.

"But I didn't..."

"Quiet..." Tom frowned and interrupted the idiot who raised his voice. He waited for Lucius to sit back on the sofa before saying the next words, "I said, this is the price, whether you believe it or not, this is fact."

"Hypothetically, Lucius, if your feelings for him are the same as mine for Abu, then doing such a mindless thing is not unacceptable."

"But Godfather, if this is true, then I..." Lucius held his head and groaned in pain. No, this is just a hypothesis, "Fact? But to me, this is just a fictitious emotion."

"Really...fictitious feelings, Lucius, do you think so?"

Lucius raised his head, opened his mouth with a blank look, did he... really think so? K..

"Godfather, isn't it?"

His head hurt so much that he wanted to kill someone, Tom gritted his teeth, he! Now go become the Dark Lord and form a fucking Death Eater!

"So...in other words, Lucius...how can you judge that the fictitious feelings are not real, and the truth cannot be confirmed. Why can't the feelings you speak of become facts?"

Tom looked at the time, stood up and drank a bottle of potion, "Let's go, the time is up, you will remember it when you go to Hogwarts, but... after it is over, you will be alone, suffocating from loneliness ..”

His mind was filled with the last words of the godfather. Lucius didn't know how he got to Hogwarts, let alone what spell the godfather and the old bee were chanting. He just stared at Grindelwald blankly. Slit his chest with a magic spell and stared at his own blood, which kept pouring into Lestrange who passed out.

Coldness and fear surrounded him again. Lucius's mouth was pried open, and the rust-like taste spread throughout his body along his throat.