Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Maintaining the smile on his face, Tom put away his wand, looked up at the Whomping Willow gently waving the note, and clicked his tongue...

Maybe in a few days, the hospital wing will be filled with stupid... Gryffindor little lions?

"It seems that our workload will increase a lot..."

Professor Sprout sighed, and the two of them shrugged helplessly at the same time. It is difficult to define whether a position like professor is an easy job.

"Perhaps the biggest headache is Professor McGonagall..."

Tom concluded, feeling a little more pity for the 'Lion King' in his heart. He was worried about the reckless fools in his academy every day...

No wonder Minerva, even younger than him, is the most 'majestic' professor...

"Oh...Minerva...she is really too persistent and has repeatedly rejected Elphinstone's proposals..."

Shutting his mouth suddenly, Professor Sprout looked at Tom awkwardly. Although this matter was not a secret, it was not appropriate to say it like this...

"What? I'm sorry... I was just thinking whether I should share the workload with Professor Slughorn... help brew some potions..."

Tom looked back at the Whomping Willow that exploded a bird. Birds that exploded in the air... were quite rare.

"Ah...I will warn those restless little wizards in class..."

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Returning to his office again, Tom sat on the sofa and recalled the list of officials from the Ministry of Magic.

Elphinstone Elcott...a member of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic and Minerva's former boss...

"...Did you refuse... Could it be Dumbledore who placed some kind of curse on the professors..."

Narrowing his eyes and slandering Old Bee mercilessly, Tom shook his head to get rid of the boring thoughts in his head.

Things at the Ministry of Magic have come to an end. The arrangements for the Whomping Willow and the secret passage are half completed, and the rest...

All we have to do is clean up the mess left by the conservatives.

"Orion... I hope you like the gift I gave you..."

The conservative idiots should regret their previous stupid behavior. That guy Avery... it's time to have a 'chat' with those people~

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The next day, Green Avery received a letter from his boss and opened the envelope with a grin. Sure enough~ the boss still felt sorry for him!

Such a big piece of fat ended up in his mouth!

The arrogant smile froze after reading the letter, and Avery read it again without belief.

"!! Even if I'm not as good as Malfoy! I actually lost to that black-hearted guy Orion!!!"

Blushing, Avery swallowed countless curse words and walked around the study room with his cheeks puffed out.

Boss, what does this mean!

Those idiots were left to him to deal with, but the majority was given to Black?

Looking up to prevent tears from flowing down, Avery sighed in frustration, okay...he likes black magic anyway.

Galleons or not...it doesn't matter!

At least...the boss left a few for him...

"Hehehe... If no one causes trouble, the Auror will be too leisurely..."