Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Tom hid his figure and silently observed his panicked godson. The unbearable feeling in his heart emerged again. Did he go too far?

But... Lucius always has to face danger alone, and now that he can be by his side, this shouldn't be too much...

This is much easier than the little wizards in Hogwarts who have to fight alone against a group of Acromantulas!

Hmm~ That hybrid giant has made a contribution...

Damn Dumbledore...he must have a good relationship with this...gamekeeper and keykeeper...

Bastard old bee! Do you have to remind him all the time? !

Tom's face darkened, remembering the words of Professor Carida in the divination class, yes, yes, lies...sin, what he hates most in his life is prophecy!

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Lucius frowned, the ill-intentioned gaze on him was too annoying, so he kept walking forward with a cold face, he would not run away...

Malfoy will not let go of his pride, he will not allow himself to be defeated by fear..

Anyway, his godfather must be watching him somewhere...

"...Child...are you lost..."

A kind-hearted old lady walked slowly towards Lucius and asked softly about the handsome young man in front of her.

Narrowing his eyes dangerously, Lucius did not miss the greed in the old lady's eyes, and turned to one side to avoid the hand stretched out to him.

"No... thank you for your kindness. I was just... checking the factory situation for my father..."

Lucius glanced at the nearby chimney. He had just noticed that black smoke was still rising there, and the houses here were all uniform brick houses.

Plus most of the people here are wearing the same style of dirty clothes...

The people living in this neighborhood should all be workers from nearby factories...

"Yes...is it...if you have any trouble, come to me, on the 15th...not far from here."

The old lady left on crutches. Most of the factories here were closed, except for the last one...

Dirty environment, polluted river water, unable to take good care of the body...

These abandoned people...where is there any hope?

The upper-class capitalists don't care at all about 'despicable' 'trash' like them...

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Giving Lucius a point in his heart, Tom was very satisfied with his godson's vigilance. He took the wand and released a magic spell to stun the idiot hiding in the dark and trying to attack him secretly.

With a 'tsk', Tom deducted the points he had just added. Lucius... was still not qualified enough and actually ignored the potential danger...

Hearing the noise, Lucius suddenly turned around. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and pursed his lips in annoyance. Damn it...

He actually ignored the person hiding in the corner...

Okay now, it’s time to write down the damn rules and family mottos when I go back...

When he has a son... he must let his son experience his own painful experience!

And double it!

At full speed, Lucius looked around carefully with a gloomy face. Wherever his eyes stayed, there would be a faint sound...

There was an inexplicable feeling that wherever he pointed...the godfather would hit...

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Tom stared at his godson's side face, lowered his eyes and stared at his wand. Do you want to make this little bastard suffer?

This is his godfather! Use it as a magic wand, right?

Still laughing?

As he was distracted, Tom didn't notice a wine bottle flying out of the window in the room near the end.

"Damn...it's all you...monsters...you are all monsters...if it weren't for you..."

Lucius glanced at the door number, despising the violence of Muggles in his heart. He raised his head after hearing the sound of breaking through the air, and the wine bottle in his eyes gradually enlarged...

‘Avoid, must avoid...can’t lose sight! ’

‘Bang... clatter’

Lucius exhaled with a pale face, and the wine bottle was exploded in front of him. Fortunately, his nose was not directly broken.

The warm liquid was left on his face. Lucius reached out and touched his face with a blank look on his face. His vision went dark and he fainted from anger.

What bastard plotted against him! What if he was disfigured! ! The godfather must burn that guy! !

"Damn..Luke!"

Tom just looked up and found that his godson's face was covered with small wounds, appearing directly next to Lucius, holding the little Platinum who fell backwards.

"Heal quickly..."

"Who the hell is yelling outside! He's yelling at you! Get away!"

Tom glanced at the disappeared wound, ignored the yelling in the room, shook Lucius awake and took out the door key, "...You go back first..."

"No..Godfather..."

Lucius ground his back molars, him! I want to see that bastard get punished with my own eyes! ! !

"I want to stay here...watch! learn! learn! Learn!"

Most of his anger suddenly dissipated, and Tom responded dryly, remembering the time when someone accidentally cut off his hair...

And in the Slytherin common room...someone using the Cruciatus Curse...

This is... Malfoy? ?

Without looking at his godson's eyes, Tom sighed inwardly and stood in front of Lucius and opened the door to the house in front of him.

Tsk tsk tsk...

The house smells of alcohol, the Muggles are filthy as hell...and...?

"Eileen...Prince..."

"Who are you...? Are you one of those monsters? M's!! It's all you!!"

With red eyes, Tobia picked up the bottle on the side and threw it at Tom.

'boom'

Tom just glanced at the crazy Muggle indifferently, and the wine bottle shattered into powder, "Lucius... go take a look at that little guy..."

"...Tsk...Yes, Godfather..."

Avoiding the 'trash' on the ground in disgust, Lucius walked over to the skinny little boy in maternity clothes and looked condescendingly into those dark eyes.

"Stand up...hide behind me..."

Severus narrowed his eyes and sneered with disdain, he would not accept such charity!

Holding his mother's eyes unfocused tightly, Severus buried his head on Irene's shoulder.

"I said...get up! Don't let me do it!"

Lucius reluctantly put on his gloves and reached out to grab the kid's back collar. Tsk, that's it? There's no meat on your body, so why are you trying to be so strong?

Standing there, Tom glanced at the speechless fool, and added another Cruciatus Curse. He waited until Lucius pulled the little boy away, and then walked towards Eileen, who had been silent.

"Let me go! What do you want to do!"