Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Chapter 383 Tom:. . let me die

Brutus really knows him...

If these picture frames were hanging in the living room or bedroom, he would definitely find an opportunity to lock them all in the cabinet...

Lucius...Have you ever laughed so stupidly before?

Are you showing off your teeth?

"I...we will always be by your side...right?"

Lucius walked towards the door, smiled and raised his eyebrows at the strange-looking little bat, this guy...

Why are you looking at him with such a disgusted expression?

Turning around and leaving the storage room, Lucius touched his cheek unconfidently. There could be no dirt on his face!

".........idiot.."

Seeing Lucius' little move, Severus couldn't help but taunted, "I was just thinking..."

"The heir to the Malfoy family has always looked like an idiot since he was a child... It is rare that he can maintain this attitude until now..."

"Hehe...hehe...really..."

Severus felt more at home here than at Malfoy Manor, where he had lived for a longer time.

Sitting on the somewhat hard sofa, Severus squinted his eyes lazily and directed Lucius to add dust removal spells to the house.

"...The door to the storage room is hidden. I don't want anyone to get in there..."

"....What? Are you going to let other people come to this house?"

Shaking his hands to hide the door of the storage room, Lucius looked at the time and decided to let the little bat rest for a while.

Anyway, Dean Slughorn... wouldn't be angry because the two of them returned late.

...................................

Not knowing what the two little wizards had done, Tom tapped his forehead that was about to explode, not wanting to look at the group of idiots standing in front of him.

"Evan, Dauphin... Grindelwald sent people from the Wiccan Party to negotiate with you. Do you really think that he just wants you to..."

"Getting closer to your 'relatives'? Ha... do you think he is an idiot? Will he let his followers give up their own interests for the sake of this relationship?!"

Evan Rozier scratched the ground with his toes, hesitating and lowering his head to argue in a low voice, "Boss... No matter what Wenda Rozier says..."

"You can be considered my aunt, and she has no heirs. After she passes away, instead of giving the inheritance to others, wouldn't it be better to give it to me..."

"...Need I remind you! Among Durmstrang's 'guests'... there is a witch named Pamela Rosier!"

Tom looked at the idiot in front of him coldly, thinking about killing him wildly.

"Don't think of Grindelwald as an idiot... Or... do you think you are better than him in terms of magical attainments?"

"No...but...you are still here, boss..."

Opening his eyes innocently, the clarity and trust in Evan's eyes stung Tom's heart.

It seems that these two idiots regard him as the one who cleans up the mess...

Coban looked at the boss's hesitant expression and pursed his lips tightly to prevent himself from laughing. At the same time, he mentally selected a cemetery for his companions.

The atmosphere in the conference room fell into an eerie silence. Coban was worried that his boss would be really angry, so he cleared his throat and gave Radofos a wink.

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