Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"I'm back...Abu..."

"Yo~" Abraxas exclaimed exaggeratedly, circling around the embarrassed Tom several times, "Who is this~"

"Isn't this our... most popular professor~ Why is he back... Why are you back in this shabby manor if you don't play games with your life with the old lunatic~"

"What? Trance hallucinations are not fun? Huh? Gellert Grindelwald left Nurmengard in a big way, why don't you join forces with the principal you admire to stop it?"

"What are you doing back here..."

Holding the person who was still mocking him tightly, Tom chose to use the most primitive method to have a good 'talk' with his lover. His fingers moved nimbly around Abu's body, igniting clusters of 'little flames'...

"What do you think I will do when I come back...Abu..."

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Severus left the study silently and kicked the little platinum who was peeking at the door. "Take me to the potion room, I want to practice."

"Uh...okay..."

While Tom was coaxing, Lucius was tortured, wearing a mask of pain, and handed over a slug in disgust.

"Sev, what's so charming about potions that can make you so addicted? Merlin...can you put on your gloves!"

"Shut up! What do you, a white-haired chicken, know? Do you want to smear Mr. Riddle's face? I really don't know how that gentleman could have a good-for-nothing godson like you."

Severus looked at the notes that Tom had given him. The potion formulas on them had been marked and changed.

There are no complicated steps, but you can still brew a perfect potion. Mr. Riddle's potion talent is simply... amazing!

Lucius had a straight face, unable to look directly into Severus' starry eyes. He was so stupid, really...

Can't you learn from him?

"Calm down...Sev...the godfather is more talented in black magic. If the godfather teaches you magic one day, do you have to act like this?"

"Heh...white-feathered chicken..."

"...little bat!"

"White-feathered chicken, white-feathered chicken, white-feathered chicken!! A white-feathered chicken that only cares about its own feathers!"

"Little bat, little bat, little bat!! A little bat covered in black!!"

Brutus: ....

So... so cute... Let's go travel!

"Armor protection..."

Brutus released the Iron Armor Curse to save the two little wizards who were fighting each other, and then silently cleaned up the exploded crucible.

"You two...know what kind of punishment you should accept..."

"Yes.."X2

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He was very satisfied with his 'sleeping'. Tom smiled along with him, carefully escorted Abraxas downstairs, and added a cushion charm to the soft sofa uneasily.

He doesn't care at all about the weird looks from one old and two young ones, he... just has the 'capital' to show off~

"...Tom, you should know how much impact Grindelwald's departure from Nurmengard will have on the wizarding world...I can't even believe everything you said in your letter."

Abraxas was holding the coffee, frowning and glaring at Tom again. If the old lovers teamed up, who could stop them?