Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

After a day of classes, Tom sat on the sofa and sighed tiredly, otherwise...

Resign...

The future of the magical world will actually fall into the hands of these little losers...

Raising his hand to summon a glass of wine and drinking it, Tom calmed down, stood up and walked to the desk, taking out the somewhat dim resurrection stone ring from the drawer.

'......I'm dying.....'

'...Shut up..'

Tom's eyes flashed as he accidentally forgot this thing. Fortunately, he went back to Malfoy Manor last night, otherwise...

..........................last night......................

Returning to Malfoy Manor with great expectations, Tom opened the door to the master's study and looked at the somewhat surprised person gently.

"Tom...why are you back?"

Walking towards Abraxas, Tom gently hugged his tired lover from behind, and his warm lips fell on the cold cheek.

"You miss me, don't you...and how could I...ignore your thoughts..."

"Hmm~ Are you being coquettish?"

Abraxas closed his eyes, enjoying the tenderness that belonged to the two of them. How long had it been...no one disturbed them...

‘Abraxas! Go see your father quickly! ’

Silently vowing in his heart that he would never plant flags again, Abraxas frowned and looked at his grandfather who appeared in the frame, "What happened?"

'Brutus...go and see him quickly, Tom, please save my son! ’

The two hurriedly ran to another study room. Tom used a magic spell to open the door, and what they saw was the painful figure curled up on the ground.

Brutus is covered in strange runes.

"Father!"

"Don't go there..."

Holding the panicked Abraxas, Tom carefully used magic spells to detect Brutus's condition, and the backlash...

It was more serious than he thought...

Tom held the snakewood wand in his hand, took out a jade box from his pocket, and directed the fluorescent leaves inside to put it into Brutus's mouth.

"Uh uh...ho...bah...what is this..."

Abraxas helped his father up from the ground, pursed his lips tightly and looked at Tom, his body shaking slightly uncontrollably.

If Tom didn't come back, would he... lose someone important again...

"I'm just suppressing it temporarily... I need to prepare some things... Don't worry, it will be fine... I promise..."

Tom took a breath and strode out of the study. The Bulstrode family... must die...

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After using the mark to contact his subordinates, Tom stood in the night, staring at the manor in the distance with his glowing red eyes.

‘咻咻咻咻’

A series of explosions sounded, and the wizards who came over put on their hoods and stood behind their boss.

Cobain drank a bottle of refreshing potion, resisted the desire to yawn, and took a few steps forward towards Tom, who exuded a terrifying aura.

"Boss, what should we do?"

"Leave no one behind..."

'boom'

Tom held up the magic spell, and the blazing white light hit the manor's protective spell. The powerful magic ripped through the protection of the ancient manor.

The rest of the people followed their boss's actions and raised their wands. After completely defeating the protective spell, they ducked into the manor where the commotion began.

Staying where he was and constantly chanting the spell, Tom spread the anti-Apparition spell to cover the entire castle.

Similar to a unilateral 'massacre', Tom looked coldly at the flashing fire in front of him. Now that he has the potion of immortality...

Then there is no need for the Bulstrode family to exist. If the curse on Brutus is not forcibly lifted, it will consume the life force of the air curser.

It was absolutely impossible for him to let this disgusting guy survive for so long...

The twenty-eight sacred tribes? Tsk...Potter...now he has a chance to join this 'honor'~

"Thank me, Dumbledore...I am the one who gave you a 'big gift'..."

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Rushing back to Malfoy Manor again, Tom pursed his lips and used Occlumency at full power to completely dispel the murderous intention that had not faded away.

"Tom...father's vitality...was lost too quickly..."

Abraxas clutched his scepter and tried to keep his voice steady. Not long ago, his father was like a deflated rubber ball...

The flesh and blood became shriveled instantly, if it weren't for the leaves left by Tom...

"He'll be fine...Abu..."

Tom comforted the frightened Abraxas with a relaxed tone, took out the crystal bottle from his pocket, opened the cork, and drank the elixir of immortality inside.

"!!!"

Abraxas opened his mouth in disbelief, feeling that he looked a bit stupid, and pursed his lips tightly, "What is this..."

"Elixir of life."

"Nicolas Flamel's elixir of life?"

Covering his forehead and completely relieved, Abraxas slumped down on the sofa, "He's okay...right..."

"Of course, I promised you..."

Tom glanced at Abu who was covering his eyes, and detection spells fell on Brutus one after another.

"The magic feedback is in good condition...The curse on Brutus has been completely removed, but...he may..."

Tom hesitated again and again, not knowing how to explain, equivalent exchange... No one can guarantee what is lost... and he can't guarantee...

"Abu...Tom...am I going to die..."

Brutus woke up leisurely, and in a daze he seemed to hear what Tom said... what might happen to him, "Don't be sad... I have lived long enough compared to my unfulfilled father." Already.."

Abraxas stood next to Brutus and looked carefully at his rosy-faced father, "It looks like you are really fine..."

"Hey???"

Tom's eyes drifted around unconsciously, he spoke very quickly, and pulled Abraxas away quickly.

"...What do you mean if you don't lift it! You bastards! Get back here!! You might as well just kill me!!"

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The effect of the Glory Potion failed, and Tom could no longer hide the dark blue and tired look in his eyes. He rubbed his sour eyes and threw the Resurrection Stone Ring back into the drawer.

‘...Do you really not care about me? Daddy~’

‘Shut up, I don’t have a stone son. ’

Resurrection Stone:..........

OK OK! Don't think that he will let this bastard be buried with the shining platinum nobleman in the future!