Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

The wizard's joys and sorrows were not the same. While Tom and his friends were eating and drinking happily, Lucius in Hogwarts stared at the feather duster in his hand at a loss.

Why is he... in front of the trophy case? And for what..holding the damn feather duster? !

Ah, right...

Damn Grindelwald! If you can't find your godfather, take it out on him? Simply not human!

Strictly following the 'Professor's' instructions, not using magic, and cleaning like a Muggle, Lucius had a straight face and his eyes firmly fixed on one of the trophies.

'Tom Riddle - Hogwarts Award for Special Contribution - 1944'

"For special contribution...can you also get this honor by poisoning the notorious dark wizard?"

Turning his head to look at the source of the sound, Lucius threw away the feather duster and cleaned his hands, "Oh, I thought you would be calmer..."

"Rats...should hide in the sewers and jump up and down when they come out, but they will be trampled to death."

Stepping out of the shadows, Archibald raised his hand and touched his thin face. During this period...he suffered a lot.

It seems that the gentleman is not prepared to help him seize Prince's inheritance...

"Oh, I just want to say congratulations... The marriage between two nobles in the British wizarding world has made many people heartbroken..."

"Mr. Malfoy, don't you think you are a little... cruel? After all, he is also my 'relative'."

Putting on the aristocratic fake smile again, Lucius found that his face was a little stiff. Today was really bad.

Are Durmstrang's wizards... coming to fight him? !

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

Puffing his cheeks vaguely, Lucius put away his smile, turned his wrist and held the wand in his hand, "Is it cruel..."

After walking leisurely for a few steps, Lucius raised his chin and looked down at Archibald with an arrogant expression, "Haha~ don't be nervous...this is Hogwarts..."

"Do you think... I will use black magic on you? For example... Cruciatus and bone..."

"Uh... you... this... bastard..."

Shaking his head and sighing, Lucius approached Archibald, who was lying on the ground in pain, and his tone was extremely gentle, "Shh... keep it down, I don't want others to find out..."

"Otherwise it will be very troublesome...quiet...calm down..."

Using the Silent Spell, Lucius looked at Archibald who was wailing silently at his feet, his eyes full of mockery.

"Let me guess... what are you thinking... must you be cursing in your heart, you despicable and insidious guy? Or are you annoyed that you didn't take the lead..."

"Poor guy, do you really think I stayed here for so long because of his 'punishment'..."

When he didn't get a response, Lucius shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Looking at his memory, this guy couldn't make a sound now.

Leaving the people on the ground behind him, Lucius walked to the nearby corridor, tapped the statue of the one-eyed witch with his wand, "Separate left and right..."

Taking a step back, Lucius touched the tip of his nose. If possible... he really didn't want to face the person who was about to appear...

'tatata'

The sound of heels on the ground gradually came closer. Lucius adjusted his robe and looked at the person who appeared with a smile, "Bella..."

"Shut up, you eyesore."