Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Some explanations haha...

Really, there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers. I personally think that Voldemort is a person who has lost everything, so he is more sensitive in some aspects.

It seems to me that Voldemort is very eager for some things, otherwise he would not make more important things into Horcruxes.

For example, after Myrtle died, she made a diary, and after what happened in Riddle House, she used the resurrection stone to make a Horcrux.

There is an incident written in the original novel. In Harry and Dumbledore's memory, Smith said that Merope was a poor woman. After hearing this, Voldemort's eyes flashed red, maybe he wanted to kill people...

As for the emotional line, the first thing is that I'm really not good at writing passionate emotions... it might be a bit bland. The second point...

It’s not that they don’t have a mouth, everyone can see it, and the person involved will not be unclear about it.

But there is really no way to express my opinion directly. In this era, there are still many people who hate men, let alone in that era.

Secondly, because of the name Malfoy, I think those nobles are not reliable allies, otherwise they would not maintain relationships through marriage.

If Abraxas becomes public, I don't think it's possible that this big fat piece of Malfoy family won't be bitten by someone.

This is why Tom had to find a way to have stronger strength, and why he ran somewhere else directly after leaving Hogwarts.

Tom would have to wait a while for his followers to become heads of the family, so there would be far fewer naysayers.

Maybe what I write is more like a male video?

Finally, regarding OOC, I have tried my best. If it were really not OOC... Tom would be a bald socket! That's a socket!

If you want to see it, I can change it back and just write Abraxa to death...

Oh, yes, there is also the issue of hair color. I know that the Malfoy family has light blonde hair, but I can’t help it. The nickname Platinum Noble is so easy to pronounce...

last of the last..

I beg you all, if you think it’s good, please give it five stars... the rating is so low...

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The two and a half Malfoys stood outside the room until dark. Tom's ears moved and he heard the faint cry in the room. He grabbed Brutus who was about to rush inside.

"I think it's better to go in later..."

Abraxas held his forehead helplessly, not wanting to see his father's silly smile, and nervously tightened the scepter in his hand.

What to do~ He wants to see his son...

If the little boy wants to marry and have children in the future, whose witch is better to find?

Signus Black's wife appears to be pregnant again...

If it's still a girl this time, should he come to propose marriage?

"Little Tom... have you met Bellatrix and Andromeda? What do you think of those two little girls?"

Tom tried several times to wake up Abraxas who was going crazy, but in the end he had no choice but to suppress the fire and send the doctor who had come out personally.

In the days to come...he will be optimistic about Little Platinum, and at least he won't let Lucius grow into a fool!

It's just that he's not sure whether he can really do it. After all, the newly born little platinum... surnamed Malfoy...

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Tom walked into the room and saw Olivia rolling her eyes. He shrugged helplessly and joined the queue to observe the little platinum.

"Hehe, what a cute little guy~ My grandson looks just like me...Lucius~ Open your eyes quickly and see your handsome grandfather!"

"...Father, why didn't I see that you look like a monkey...wrinkled...your hair is still very sparse, can you use a hair growth potion?"

Abraxas pursed his lips and looked critically at his son lying on the crib, feeling suddenly worried...

Will his son be bald in the future? This is not Malfoy at all!

(Draco:...Should I be kicked out!?)

Tom stood beside the crib, stretched out his hand to gently touch the limp little guy, but took his hand back for a moment, frowning and narrowing his eyes.

Too soft...too fragile..

No, you must exercise well in the future, and you must not become a waste of money.

Lucius, who was originally quiet, opened his eyes, and three blurry black shadows frightened the confused baby, who began to cry at the top of his lungs.

"...You three! Idiots!! Get out of here!!!"

Olivia roared, if her magic power hadn't almost disappeared now, she would have been taken away with a life-killing spell!

Can't you let her rest quietly for a while?

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After being kicked out of the room in despair, the three of them sat in the living room to calm down their excitement. Brutus smacked his lips and began to calculate his own little treasury...

He wants to buy back all the best toys and baby products in the wizarding world!

Wear small clothes and throw them away!

"No! I have to go out!"

Abraxas rolled his eyes and did not stop his father from getting sick. He had already bought it anyway...

"Little Tom~ Are you willing to be Lucius's godfather~"

Raising his eyebrows, Tom nodded matter-of-factly and took out an exquisite wooden box from his pocket, "A gift for my godson..."

Abraxas took the wooden box, opened it, looked at Tom in surprise, and picked up the locket with a bit of sadness.

"Slytherin's locket... Tsk... I'll take Lucius back to Greengrass' house tomorrow... How about?"

"........."

"He is my godson..."

Speechless, Tom became more and more doubtful whether the pureblood was really hopeless...

"Okay, okay, everyone likes younger ones, right...but I believe that the best one in the Malfoy family can only be me~"

Abraxas curled his lips vaguely, elegantly picked up the tea cup and took a sip, "Since you came back... you have caused quite a commotion..."

"Tom..what are you going to do?"

"I've got everything I want...I don't care what those people think..."

Tom lowered his eyes, stared at the ring on his finger and expressed his thoughts, "But I can't do nothing..."

Looking up at Abraxas, Tom knew how much the other person had paid for him. There were some things... Even if he didn't say it, Abraxas would understand what he was thinking.

The so-called followers have become the new heads of the family one after another in the past few years since he left. Almost half of the twenty-eight sacred tribes are his people.