Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

The painful and happy holiday is over, Lucius! indivual! people! , dragging suitcases onto the old train.

Turning his head, Lucius didn't want to look out the window. Huh, haven't these guys been weaned yet?

Does it take so long to hug your family goodbye?

Can't you learn from him? !

"Ha~ It seems that in Mr. Malfoy's eyes, you are not that important~"

Bella smiled evilly, and if she wasn't afraid of scaring Narcissa behind her, the corners of her mouth would definitely be wider!

"Bella...don't be like this..."

Pulling her sister's sleeves disapprovingly, Narcissa walked into the box, her watery and gentle eyes full of pity.

"........"

The corner of Lucius's mouth twitched, etiquette... Haha! This was the first time that he envied the straightforwardness of those stupid lions!

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Back at Hogwarts a few hours ago, Tom and Professor McGonagall had the same expressions of disgust on their faces.

"Minerva, it seems that our principal...has completely lost all his remaining intelligence in a candy store. Do you still agree with him eating desserts now?"

Embarrassed and self-blaming, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly, fearing that she would roar when she opened her mouth. She... must not reveal her hidden nature...

With a silly smile of "hehehe", Dumbledore didn't care at all about the two professors' arrangements for him.

He held the seedling in his hand in front of Tom again as if he were offering a treasure.

"Look~ I traveled a lot of places to find the Whomping Willow seedling! Isn't it amazing?"

"Minerva~ Call Professor Sprout quickly. We need to plant the whomping willow before the little wizards arrive~"

After looking at Dumbledore's stupid expression, Professor McGonagall looked away and looked at the handsome and charming Tom carefully.

"Phew~ Okay...I think Pomona would be happy to take care of this magical plant..."

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After two seconds of silence, Dumbledore stared deeply at the closed door and turned to look at Tom with a strange expression, "...What did Minerva mean just now?"

"It's obvious... isn't it? People like to appreciate beautiful things... including looks..."

Putting on a perfect fake smile, Tom raised his eyebrows, pulled out a chair and sat down, "Tell me, your real purpose... I don't think..."

"You specifically asked me to come here just to appreciate your stupid acting skills..."

Wanting to retort that he really wanted to show off, Dumbledore touched the tip of his nose and swallowed what he wanted to say knowingly.

"Ahem... You guessed it right... I want to know... what exactly you and Mr. Malfoy want to do... Squibs often get together recently..."

"Didn't I say that..."

Tom picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, shrugging his shoulders disapprovingly, "We just want to... take care of those poor squibs..."

"Fight for your own rights~ Do you also think... they shouldn't stay in the wizarding world?"

Glancing at the silent old principal, the corners of Tom's mouth rose uncontrollably. It seemed that his record today was going to be another one~