Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"You know, my level of magic is not high. I would like to ask you to test the roosters I raise... I don't know what's wrong with them. They are all wilted..."

Tom touched the tip of his nose guiltily and nodded in agreement to Hagrid's request. Anyway, only he knew the results of the test...

"Of course~ let's go... let's go see what happened to them..."

The two of them returned to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and Tom checked the cocks one by one perfunctorily. He was inevitably a little disappointed, whether it was magic or potions...

He spent all his time on these roosters, why didn't even one lay an egg?

"It's okay, Hagrid. They're just...a little weak. They should be raised separately from the hens..."

Tom seemed to have thought of something and stared at one of the roosters with strange eyes. Maybe... he should use the most primitive method?

While Hagrid was repairing the fence, Tom quietly cast a confusion spell and stared expectantly at the two mating roosters.

Whether there is a basilisk or not depends on this little guy...

Hagrid:........................

It seems that these roosters are really full of energy...

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Tom sat in the professor's seat and found his godson among a group of young wizards. He nodded slightly to appease the nervous Lucius.

If possible, he also wanted to tell Lucius that the real branch would not require the young wizards to go to the depths of the Forbidden Forest and obtain the approval of the unicorn...

But this is what Abu said...how could he refute it~

When Professor McGonagall started sorting schools, Tom admired the disgusted expression on his godson's face with great interest. Maybe Abu...

It's the same expression... I want to break that dirty hat.

It seems that the silent and wandless cleaning spell is a talent of every Malfoy?

If he used Malfoy's precious hair as a bargaining chip, would Lucius be able to learn the most profound spells...

Lucius, who was already sitting at the head of Slytherin, shuddered, followed the gaze that fell on him, and turned to look at the godfather who didn't know what he was thinking.

Tsk...

No matter what the godfather wants to do, he must be the unlucky one!

"Lucius, when do you want to see..."

Bella impatiently touched the platinum noble with her elbow. He is Mr. Riddle's godson. What's so great about it!

Don’t you know that that adult hates being stared at all the time?

"Bella...jealousy makes people look ugly...that's what the godfather hates the most."

Lucius withdrew his gaze, turned to the witch who was about to be furious and raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Bella~ Even Andromeda is calmer than you now..."

"besides.."

Lucius glanced at the guy who had been staring at them with his peripheral vision, smiled playfully, tilted his head closer to Bella, and whispered in the other person's ear, "Rodolphus Lestrange..."

"Is he your suitor... He seems to want to kill me..."

Holding the robe tightly in her hands under the table, Bella kept telling herself not to kill these two annoying bastards at a time like this.

Lucius raised his hand to tuck the broken hair behind Bella's ears, and winked at the excited little witches, "Black is going to marry the Malfoy family..."

"Do you think...I have a chance...?"