Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Never admitting that he had some expectations in his heart, Tom felt that time passed a little slowly. The books that he was originally addicted to were now unable to read. Glancing at the date on the calendar, Tom sighed quietly, there is still one day. ..Why can’t we go there quickly?

In the anti-dark magic class the next afternoon, Melos glanced at the wilting cub strangely. He was a little puzzled that the well-behaved student had been distracted all day, "Ahem~ Enemy traps can form a magic shield. The effect...hide the caster...Tom~ Do you have anything else to add to this spell?"

The roots of his ears were slightly red. Tom knew that this was the professor reminding him, and quickly recalled the relevant memories, "...The enemy trap can also make people outside the shield unable to see or hear the protected person. If the magic spell If used well, it can even block the smell..."

Professor Mellors raised his eyebrows, nodded and motioned for the kid to sit down. As for extra points, humph, if you dare to be distracted in his class, it would be good if you don’t deduct points~ “Very good, let’s continue. ..”

After class finally ended, Tom ignored the boys calling behind him and went back to his dormitory. He took out a piece of parchment and started writing a paper. He didn't want to worry about homework during the vacation. This was his The first time I was alone with my senior.

Thinking of this, Tom threw the quill on the table in annoyance. Why was he looking forward to it so much! What a hateful guy, "Huh, I'm just trying to live up to the professor's expectations of me!"

Silently holding the quill in his hand again, Tom started writing on the parchment. He was in a good mood and curled up his lips. Tomorrow is the promised day, so good~

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Tom paced back and forth in the dormitory impatiently, cursing the untrustworthy platinum noble in a low voice. The invitation he proposed was already one minute late! A whole minute! Have aristocratic etiquette been thrown out the window!

'knock knock'

The moment there was a knock on the door, Tom subconsciously cleared his mind, calmed his violently beating heart, slowly walked forward and opened the door, and was stunned when he saw Abraxas.

The crescent-white dress is embroidered with dark golden silk threads, which sets off his long and slender figure. His innate noble and elegant temperament makes people unable to take their eyes away.

Abraxas's thick and slender eyelashes trembled, his passionate peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, he curled his lips and stretched out his hand to flick the stunned little guy's forehead, "Little Tom~ It seems you are very satisfied with my dress~ "

Pursing his mouth tightly, Tom took a small step back while covering his forehead. Although he didn't want to admit it, the person in front of him was indeed more addictive than the love potion. "Oh, you white-haired peacock... Not leaving?"

The first one and the second one arrived at the astronomy tower. Tom turned his head and looked at the people under the moonlight. He had a gentle look that had never appeared in the eyes of others, like a god-like person...

Feeling a little depressed for some reason, Tom looked away, suddenly feeling a strong sense of disgust towards himself. Was he really qualified to stand next to Abraxas, wearing a shabby school robe? He was like a perfect painting, covered in ink. Has he defiled such a person by destroying the sense of beauty?

"What's wrong, are you unhappy?" Abraxas turned his head and looked at the people around him, his eyes flashed with some understanding, he chuckled and raised his hand to hold his drooping head, "We can't decide our origins. , but you can decide what kind of person you become. I am looking forward to your future..."