[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

True to his word, the Dark Lord did bring the raven to him on the first day of school and, like any normal parent, insisted on walking Tom to the station himself.

"Can't you carry out your privilege doctrine to the end?!" Tom asked him impatiently, "Send me to school directly through the fireplace or something?" Does the Dark Lord find it interesting to see those ordinary wizards running away?

"Malfoy thought it wouldn't be a bad thing to show off the Dark Lord's people-friendly demeanor." The Dark Lord passed the responsibility to Malfoy with ease, and Tom didn't believe that Lucius Malfoy would take the initiative without getting a hint from the Dark Lord. Jump out and give suggestions.

The Dark Lord read his thoughts.

"I mean the younger one." The Dark Lord said, and even smiled, "Draco Malfoy... He seems to be very active in serving the Dark Lord, even though his father has always deliberately blocked him. Compare that to Lucius Si is a cunning old friend, and his son is really loyal."

Tom's face darkened.

Is Draco crazy? !

No, maybe he is still planning that damn plan of killing the old king and enthroning the new king? So they are working very hard to lay a good foundation for the legacy they are about to inherit, starting from cleaning up the bad reputation of the power?

The dark-faced Tom reluctantly arrived at Station Nine and Three-Quarters, accompanied by the Dark Lord, and was greeted by the vigilant and fearful prying eyes of the wizards.

With the appearance of the Dark Lord, the platform suddenly became silent and almost stagnant, making the big black dog that was happily chasing pigeons become particularly conspicuous.

"Be quiet." Mrs. Weasley, who had come to see Harry and the others off together, squeaked out a small reminder through her teeth, and touched the big cat with her calf that was happily playing with pigeons with its back to the Dark Lord. dog.

"Get in the car quickly," the Dark Lord said nonchalantly, not really paying attention to the dense crowd of wizards on the platform. "Take care of yourself. Well, let me think about it, what else should I say at this time..." He His hand pressed on Tom's shoulder, refusing to let him go.

"Oh, remember to write a letter." The Dark Lord finally let go of his hand.

At this time, Moody, wearing a porter's hat, limped through the arch while pushing a trolley filled with suitcases, and then froze.

"Stay vigilant!" He roared in a hoarse voice, rolled quickly, brought the cart over, and used the pile of fallen luggage as a cover. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the Dark Lord.

"Don't—" Tonks rushed forward and pressed down the sparkling wand in Moody's hand, leaving only a black mark on the ground. "Remain restraint, Alastor!"

"The children are still here!" She pressed the old Auror firmly and motioned for him to pay attention to the nearby freshmen who were about to cry from fear.

"..." Moody forced a smile, although it looked very ferocious on his scarred face, "Ahem, it's just a safety drill." He pushed Tonks away and stood up, looking at the Dark Lord warily. , then raised his wand and released a large beautiful firework and colorful pieces of paper, "Surprise!"

Those children were completely frightened and cried.

The whistle that reminded everyone to get on the bus sounded at such an awkward moment, which literally saved the whole situation. The entire station came alive once again, with wizards hurriedly hugging their children, urging them to get on the bus quickly—and get away from the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord looked at this scene thoughtfully, and even looked openly at Harry, who was being hugged by Mrs. Weasley and Sirius in turns.

"Come here." He stopped Tom before he could walk away. "You should hug when you say goodbye."

"Come on," a strange expression appeared on Tom's face, "This is not suitable for-" Before he could finish his words, he was forced to be grabbed by the Dark Lord, and his nose hit the Dark Lord's thin chest firmly, and he hit his face. The coming darkness and the soft touch of muscle shut him up.

"Okay," the Dark Lord calmly pushed him away, "get in the car."

Without saying a word or raising his head, Tom grabbed his suitcase and quickly jumped onto the train. The crows hovering above his head made a series of mocking cries.

Tom lowered his head and walked a long way down the aisle before he finally regained his composure and started to pay attention to which cars had empty seats. He couldn't help but notice that many people in the carriage were staring at him with great interest, and several people even nudged the people sitting next to them with their elbows and pointed at him. This is the case for several carriages in a row.

The damn Dark Lord... causing him trouble all day long... he thought gloomily, knowing that he had better find an empty carriage or sit with his friends, otherwise the whole journey would probably be very difficult.

He met Harry halfway, and the two long-lost friends bumped shoulders. Harry said nothing about Tom's reckless and painful brain connection before, and only asked him: "How are you doing?"

"That's it," Tom shrugged, "Where are Hermione and Ron? Weren't they still with you just now?"

"Uh..." Harry's expression couldn't help but become complicated, "They are going to the prefects' carriage." He cleared his throat, "They received the prefects' badges. I am happy for them."

"...Of course." Tom raised his eyebrows and wisely did not ask stupid questions like why Harry was not a prefect. "It seems that I should prepare some celebration gifts for them... Let's go to the kitchen to get them for them tonight. How about a late night snack?”

"Okay." Harry smiled, his smile becoming more natural.

Ginny, who was exploring the way in front, came back, looked at Tom, then looked away without interest, and said softly to Harry: "It seems that there is only the last carriage... Do you want to go?"

"Of course." Harry replied, turning to Tom and saying: "This is Ginny, the little sister of the Weasley family. You should remember her?"

"Ah, yes, hello, Miss Weasley." Tom greeted her politely. He had been keenly aware that this increasingly beautiful girl seemed to have a different affection for Harry.

"Hello." Ginny smiled politely, "I'll take you there." When she said "you", she naturally just held Harry's sleeve.

Harry was dragged away, bewildered.

In the last carriage, they met Neville Longbottom, who had a full face on his round face because he was dragging the box hard while holding on to his struggling toad Leif with one hand. It's sweat.

"Hey... Ginny... Harry... and Tom." He panted, "Have you found a seat? There are still people in here, but there are only... eh?" He looked back undecided. I took a look through the glass door. 7K妏揩

"The crazy girl Lovegood from Ravenclaw." Ginny said the name of the girl sitting in the last carriage reading a book, and then opened the door, "Hello, Luna, we can take these seats Seats?”

The girl sitting by the window raised her head. She has shaggy, dirty, waist-length blond hair, very light eyebrows, and two bulging eyes, which give her a constant look of surprise, which gives her a Crazy energy - maybe because she stuck her wand behind her left ear just to be safe, or because she wore a necklace of butterbeer corks, or because she read a magazine I actually held the Quibbler magazine upside down.

She looked at them with dreamy eyes and nodded.