Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Putting down the transcript he received, Tom glanced at the closet, pursed his lips, left his room, and knocked on Mrs. Cole's office, "Mrs.. I will be leaving at the end of the month.."

Mrs. Cole took a sip of wine and frowned in disgust. All profiteers deserve to die! No matter how cheap it is, it shouldn’t be watered down. After squinting at the increasingly handsome boy, Mrs. Cole sighed inwardly. It’s not like she had never doubted that professor. She saw the weird abilities of this kid. Been there many times.

But she didn't dare to say it, and she couldn't say it. The professor's eyes back then were too cold, and he didn't seem as kind as he showed. "Tsk, do whatever you want, since you have..." After a pause, Ke Mrs. Er poured herself another glass of wine irritably, "If you have nothing to do, just get out of here and don't bother me."

After the annoying guy left, Mrs. Cole opened the drawer and rummaged through it, finding a silver coin, a weird pattern, and a weird mother and son.

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Tom sat in the guest room of the Broken Ax Bar, staring at the window in a daze. He had arrived here before the end of the month. With his status, he could not integrate into that place. Touching the familiar squiggles on the invitation, Tom waited. It took a while before I got up and entered the bathroom.

After adjusting his clothes in front of the chattering mirror, Tom put on the black dress given by Abraxas, put on the exquisite cufflinks, took out a white rose and pinned it on his chest. July 7th, he had been waiting for it, July 7th, That person is about to start a family of his own.

"At this time...you should be hugging your beautiful wife..."

Tom slowly closed his eyes, stretched out his hands and hung them in the air, moved his steps slightly, and completed the elegant dance steps alone without beautiful music or a dancing partner.

"I owe you...I paid you back..."

Opening his eyes suddenly, Tom took off his dress, took off his cufflinks and held them in his hands, then threw them together with the dress in the trash can in the room. He would no longer miss him, he would come back. Go to your own place.

At noon the next day, the cleaning staff of the bar pushed open the room where Tom was staying according to the prescribed time, and took a look at the clean and tidy guest room. The young witch whistled, "Do good-looking people like to be clean? Is this the case? What do you need to clean up?" Glancing at the empty trash can, the witch rolled her eyes. Is there anything she needs to clean up? "Tsk... let's change the sheets..."

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Returning to Hogwarts again, Tom entered Dean Slughorn's office with a note. After bowing, he sat on a chair. He looked like a well-behaved and humble boy to everyone, "Why did the Dean come to me?" thing?"

Slughorn smiled very kindly, waved his hand and poured a cup of hot tea, "Tom~ you know I have organized a slug club, and I plan to let you enter the club this year. There are many outstanding people in it..."

Surprised in person, Tom suppressed his excitement and looked at the smiling dean with burning eyes, "Really~ This is really great..." He stood up and wanted to step forward, but Tom suddenly realized that his behavior was a bit inappropriate. Appropriate, "Sorry, Dean, I'm just... a little excited. You know I've been waiting for this day for a long time..."

Patting Tom's shoulder gently, Slughorn waved his hand indifferently. He only looked at people with super talents or strong family backgrounds, and among them, his most proud disciple was the young man in front of him. "It's okay~ I can understand your mood... I will inform you in advance when the party happens... This is an opportunity, you have to seize it..."