Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Pushing the crib and standing still, Lucius felt extremely aggrieved. He just came to show off to his father that he had coaxed the crying Sirius...

How did it become like this...

Feeling aggrieved, Lucius pushed the stroller away with his head drooped, hum!

White-feathered peacocks in heat... He'll roast those peacocks when he gets home!

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Orion settled down with his pregnant wife, waited by the bed until Volga fell asleep, and then quietly left the room.

After going downstairs and coming to the living room, I no longer suppressed the itchiness in my throat, and started coughing violently while holding on to the back of the chair.

"...Orion, are you trying to imitate the Weasley family? You won't last long if you continue like this..."

Abraxas pursed his lips and handed over the potion in his pocket. Wouldn't his ally be coughing up blood?

"Ugh...cough cough cough...Tom...can't you really improve the taste of the potion?"

With the taste of rotting meat in his mouth, Orion drank several glasses of water and sat across from the two of them with a look of resentment on his face, "Why don't you go to the conference room?"

His face turned dark again. Tom turned his head away and didn't want to talk to this idiot. He wanted to improve his taste, right?

Of course...next time he will make...a giant crotch flavor!

"...What's wrong with him? Who are you trying to kill?"

Orion looked at Abraxas in confusion. This time he really couldn't figure it out. He smiled like a fool when he came... uh... like a stupid lion...

Why haven't we seen him for a while? Tom has become like wanting to destroy the world again...

"Maybe I want to kill you..." Looking away guiltily, Abraxas muttered something vaguely, took off his gloves and touched Tom's hand.

Tom held Abu's hand back, feeling a little better, and then looked at the weak guy, "What on earth did you do before?"

"Where did the black magic on Volga come from... Could it be you who did it..."

Looking at Orion like a scumbag, Tom shook his head in disapproval, tsk...this is pure blood...scum!

Orion: .........

So what did I do?

"...I'm not that kind of person...I have a lot of black magic alchemy products at home. Two days ago...Wolga took out a bracelet from the jewelry box...it's the black magic on it!"

"Tsk...when did the Black family become so poor that women...wear jewelry of unknown origin?"

Continuing to turn on the taunting mode, Tom squinted his eyes in disdain. It was all this guy's fault!

If it hadn't been for Orion's letter, he and Abu would still be doing...the things they love to do!

How could I appear in this damn place and be disturbed again and again! ! !

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The two elders and the younger one returned to Malfoy Manor. Tom carried his godson who wanted to escape into the study. The three little witches of the Black family...

Just wait... When they get to Hogwarts, he will teach them what damn etiquette is!

"Now, Lucius... complete your punishment..."

"I...I...what did I do wrong...QwQ..."

After Tom was abducted by Abraxas, Brutus opened the door of the study and carefully observed the scene inside.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Hey...Luke~ I'm here to help you..."

Brutus listened to the intermittent suppressed cries, held back his laughter and walked towards the aggrieved Lucius. When he saw his good grandson, he wanted to open his mouth.

He quickly stepped forward and covered the little cub, "Shh...shh...don't make too much noise, let your father and others hear it, Merlin will never be able to save you again..."

Lucius waved his short hands desperately, rolled his eyes and cried silently, he was suffocating! He he he... he saw his grandmother...

What a beautiful witch...

"Uh...Luke! Are you okay?"

"...It's okay...it's just that I want to leave the Malfoy family..."

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Brutus hugged Lucius hurriedly, trying to make his grandson give up the idea of ​​committing suicide, "Don't be like this... I know you are sad..."

"But you have to believe that the two people who love you most in the world are your father and grandfather. They are strict with you and they just want you to be better..."

Lucius:..........

Let go! ! ! I want to drink! ! !

qaq

I need to tell my dad! !

"But my father... never kissed me again after I was five years old, not even a good night kiss. And my godfather... he used to call me Luke..."

"Grandfather...am I really not good enough? What should I do to make them change back to how they were before..."

Brutus held Lucius in his arms distressedly, "That's not the case... There are some things that you can't understand now, they..."

Thinking of everything he had done, Brutus sighed in his heart, maybe this is a noble... If he just pampers his heir...

(Draco:...)

No matter how wealthy a family is, it will decline. If you want to continue the family's glory, you must give up something...

Even if I feel terribly distressed, I still have to keep a straight face and repeat the cold words over and over again.

"You will understand one day, when you grow up...Luke, you must know that you are much luckier than your father..."

"Back then...there was no one around to comfort him...your great-grandfather...left too early...too early...Abu could only huddle in bed and shed tears..."

Lucius tilted his head, unable to understand the emotion in his great-grandfather's eyes, "...Then if I persevere, can I be as good as my father?"

Brutus blinked his eyes to dispel the gloom in his eyes. He passed through the difficult days, and Abraxas also survived...

And now...

Reaching out and pinching Lucius's soft cheeks, Brutus smiled and rolled his eyes, "Of course~ you will be better than him... maybe your father and the others are secretly watching you somewhere you don't know. Here~"

"Eh... ~~( ﹁ ﹁ ) ~~"

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Abraxas clenched his fists, puffed his cheeks and quietly left the study door with Tom, returned to the bedroom and sat down on the bed.

"You brat! What kind of expression is that! Who do you dislike?"

"Hmm... maybe he dislikes a certain stupid father who sneaks into his son's room in the middle of the night and secretly kisses him goodnight?"

Tom amusedly held Abu in his arms, they were all the same...