Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Dumbledore smacked his lips and wanted to explain to himself that he really didn't do anything back then. He had just returned to Hogwarts and when he saw the distress signal over the Forbidden Forest, he ran towards it!

Unfortunately...he was still a little late.

"Speaking of this, I heard an interesting news. Since Randolph Nott died in Azkaban, Nelson Nott who completed his studies in Durmstrang..."

Dumbledore paused, stroking his beard as if looking for a suitable adjective, "How should I put it... Nelson not only inherited the position of the head of the family, but also inherited everything from his brother."

Tom frowned. He didn't care how many little reptiles were left, but why did he receive the news later than Dumbledore?

August and Cobain, the informants under those two guys, were either too idle or had other thoughts...

"That kind of stuff doesn't matter. If he still has some brains and is calm, he can continue to be a down-and-out family leader. Otherwise, I don't mind giving him a ride..."

Opening his mouth, Dumbledore didn't know what to say. What he wanted to share with Tom was considered gossip... The head of the Nott family had changed between two people, but Mrs. Nott had not...

But now it seems that Tom probably doesn't want to hear this... Sigh~ It's so lonely with no one to complain with him!

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"Okay, let's get back to the point. Before you took the memory away, I read it many times. I think you also discovered that the contract was not completely destroyed."

"The Potter family might really suffer a disaster. Fleamont is not young anymore. Maybe...he won't have the chance to see his grandson born."

Tom closed his eyes and thought of changing his godson again, "I know that selfishly, I will always stand by Lucius's side, no matter what happens..."

"What's more... this is also my dereliction of duty. I didn't perform my godfather's duties better. I will handle the rest."

"No...Tom, actually you have done well enough." Dumbledore sighed. People who stand at the top of power always have to give up a lot, including time with their families.

"This time, even I feel extremely angry." Frowning, Dumbledore poured two glasses of wine and smiled in a relaxed tone, "Tell me about the goblins~"

"And those werewolves...you have done a lot in the past two years...do you need help~"

"Ha." With a sneer, Tom put the half-drunk glass aside. Help? Just an empty old madman?

"Of course, of course I need your help..."

Instantly energized, Dumbledore leaned forward, eyes shining, looking straight at Tom, "Oh~ this is so rare! What do you need me to do?"

Tom narrowed his eyes and showed a wicked smile, "Get away, don't do anything, just stay here and eat your pile of cockroaches!"

"Tom...you will lose me if you act like this..."

"Ugh! It was Grindelwald who owned you. What you need to worry about is whether he will abandon you. After all, that person is much more attractive than you, both before and now."