Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"Ahem... I think it's time for Volga to come back. She took the two little guys to Diagon Alley to buy a new type of broomstick. Tom~ Slytherin's Quidditch cup is gone~"

Acting like a stupid father who said, 'My son is the best', Orion felt a little regretful. He couldn't praise his son outside. It was really troublesome...

"Huh, Quidditch? You think I care? The House Cup...can only be for Slytherin, and...for your eldest son, more points will be deducted than added."

Abraxas sighed, Tom is really cute, are they going to start taunting each other again?

"I'm going to the study..."

"Hmph, his flying talent is even better than Lucius's... As for smashing his body to pieces! You're a small-minded guy..."

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The noise became less and less, and Abraxas quickened his pace. What should he read today? There are many rare and unique copies here...

'boom'

Passing by the hall, Abraxas took two steps back, tilted his head and looked at the coughing little wizard, "Regulus, why did you come back on your own?"

"Ahem, godfather...Sirius wants to go to Godric's Hollow, mother..." Somewhat disappointed, Regulus lowered his head.

In fact, he is not tired, he also wants to go there together, Potter... no matter what, he is still a pure-blood family, not to mention Mrs. Potter, who was once a member of the Black family.

"Oh~ Really..." Abraxas sensed the little wizard's grievance. If it were Lucius, what would he do?

Stare at your stupid son with a straight face? Then he ordered Lucius to learn how to take charge of the family industry...

Not thinking that this approach was suitable for his godson, Abraxas cleared his throat and held down the little wizard's shoulders.

"Perhaps you would like to be a guest at Malfoy Manor? Lucius will tell you what is going on in Slytherin now."

Regulus nodded stiffly. Was the godfather trying to comfort him? Haha... He's not sure if he will be sorted into Slytherin!

"I'm looking forward to it...but my father's place..."

"Hmph, that idiot will have to lie in bed to recuperate in the next few days. Abu, let's go home."

Tom walked in and stared at Regulus's hesitant expression. He immediately picked up the thin guy and stepped into the fireplace.

"Well... what a poor guy."

Looking back at the squeaking squirrel, Abraxas smiled mockingly, "Orion~ This image is very good, see you next time."

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When he returned to Malfoy Manor, it was already dark. Abraxas called the elf to ask about the situation of the two cubs at home.

"Lucius has been sleeping all day? Dobby, go and get your abnormal little master out."

Not sure whether he should stay here, Regulus didn't want to see his godfather scolding his son.

"Let's go...I'll take you to Severus..."

Also not wanting to get involved in the war between father and son, Tom turned around and left with Regulus. As for Lucius...his godson had grown up.

You won't lose your life easily... right?