Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Veins appeared on his forehead, and Tom's scarlet eyes flashed, as if he was thinking about whether to change his godson...

"I will never betray Abu... Malfoy family motto and Slytherin code, copy each twenty times..."

Lucius: ....

Fine.

Losing the interest to continue the conversation, Tom sent his useless bastard godson back to the dormitory and walked quickly through the hospital wing without any hesitation.

Madam Pomfrey...may turn a blind eye to the young wizard, but she will never let him go easily.

"Potter..."

Since Prince disappeared from the wizarding world, the ancient family that also started out with potions has quickly taken over the potion market.

The best-selling potion product has brought a considerable amount of wealth to the Potter family.

"Ha...it's a pity...that the education of the next generation has completely failed~"

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A few weeks later, Fremont walked around the living room irritably, "How could this happen...How could this happen..."

"..stop!"

Euphemia put down her tea cup and wanted to kick her husband to death, "What the hell happened... You've been like this since you read the letter!"

"...There have been many letters of complaint. Many people have used hair softeners... but have not achieved the expected results, and instead suffered crazy hair loss..."

"Hey...I have to go to the Ministry of Magic..."

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In the Hogwarts Great Hall, the little lions on the Gryffindor table discussed the contents of the newspaper in low voices.

From time to time he raised his eyes to look at the little wizard with a chicken coop head.

"Is this true...I don't even dare to use their products now..."

"Keep your voice down, Ryan...if James hears it, he will definitely be sad..."

"Exactly... their family is so rich, no matter how big the matter is, nothing will happen. The galleons of compensation are nothing to those nobles."

No matter how quiet the discussion is, if there is too much talk, it will reach the ears of every little wizard.

Lucius picked up the drink at hand and clinked the glasses with Narcissa gently, "It seems that I have to prepare a better gift for Bella this Christmas~"

"Huh...how is Severus doing lately? I heard...Potter came to trouble him again a few days ago..."

Narcissa turned to look at the end of the long table and couldn't help but chuckle, "A gloomy little bat? Lucius...your description...is really apt..."

"...I have always been very good at judging people, don't worry...Sif is handling it very well..."

Lucius glanced at Sirius. The poor guy, even though he was sitting among the lions, still couldn't forget the habit of integrating into his flesh and blood.

"It's been so long, you should calm down..."

"...Yeah...after all...his last name is Black..."

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Narcissa put down her napkin, stood up and walked out of the auditorium, waiting for Sirius' arrival at the corner.

"Sissi..."

"I'm very sorry.."

Sirius lowered his head, stared at Narcissa's skirt and apologized softly. Perhaps no one could understand how much he suffered and struggled in his heart when he heard the sorting result.