Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"Volga, do you know what happened?"

Rolling her eyes, Volga glanced at the junior chatting in the corner. She did know something, but it was limited to how that half-blood managed to trick those idiots around and gather a large number of followers. "Who knows, maybe it's just your little wild cat that's tired of this guy like you."

Staring at Volga in warning, without hearing the damn 'master', Abraxas looked away and sighed faintly, "Haah... I really still hate those idiots, tsk..." and stood up. Smoothing the wrinkles on his robe, Abraxas walked up to Tom, put his hand on the other man's shoulder, and looked down at the people surrounding him.

The others left wisely, leaving their boss to the heir of the Malfoy family. Tom still maintained his perfect fake smile, stood up, lowered his posture, and bowed slightly to salute the person behind him, "Senior Abraxas..."

"Didn't I ask you to call me Abu?" Abraxas interrupted with a dissatisfied voice. Abraxas pursed his lips and pulled the person away. After entering his dormitory, he let go, knocked on the cup and handed over the hot tea, " Little Tom, do you want to distance yourself from me?"

Holding the exquisite porcelain, Tom looked down at the tea cup in his hand. Lo and behold, the tea sets used by his senior to entertain guests were all things he had never seen in his life. Didn't distance always exist?

"How could it be? I just don't want to cause trouble to you, Abu. Those increasingly exaggerated rumors may cause Senior Sister Greengrass to misunderstand, right?"

It was obvious that what the other person said was not true. Abraxas stepped forward and raised his hand to rub the other person's head. When he saw Tom retreating with a smile, a look of hurt flashed in his eyes, he put his hand behind his back and tightened his grip. He tightened his grip and said, "You are the one who misunderstood, little Tom... There will be no emotions in marriages between nobles. What the Malfoy family wants is only pure-blooded heirs..."

Smiling and nodding, Tom put down the tea cup in his hand and looked around the dormitory leisurely, "Really~ I'm sorry... I don't understand this~ Abu..." Walking forward slowly, Tom looked up at the senior who was a little depressed in front of him. , "Can you tell me...what is love?"

After waiting quietly for a while, Tom, who received no response, took a step back and distanced the two of them from being too close. "It turns out there is something you don't know about... It's getting late, so I won't disturb you... Abu It’s time for seniors to take a break.”

"Don't go..." He reached out to grab the person who turned around. Abraxas used his strength to hold Tom in his arms. He originally thought that the other person would struggle and resist, but found that the person in his arms was like a doll, without any reaction, " Little Tom...I'm sorry..."

Laughing happily, Tom stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes. It was so funny that someone who had done nothing wrong would actually apologize to him, and broke the arms that were hugging him. Tom turned around and looked at the other person indifferently, "Afraid , suspicion, or even name-calling, I don’t care about these..."

"I hope I can feel something in my heart, guilt, fear or disgust... These are much better than nothing... fearlessness of sorrow and joy... You have not done anything sorry for me. , Don’t worry, I won’t let you down, Abu...This is my promise to you, sworn by the blood of Salazar Slytherin.”