Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

He wandered in the cold underground corridor countless times, trying to muster up the courage to step into the place where he should be.

But those bastards passing by always stared at him with contempt as they looked at 'betrayers'...

He was the eldest son of the Black family, how could he endure such an 'insult'?

Pride and dignity... became his excuse to escape.

"........."

Narcissa moved her lips, wanting to comfort the sad guy softly like she did when she was a child, but now...

"Raise your head...Sirius, don't forget who you are...Black has become a pure-blood laughing stock, and the family will not tolerate your nonsense forever..."

"I hope... even if you enter Gryffindor, you won't continue to degenerate and stop those stupid pranks..."

"You are indeed loved and sought after by many people now, but do you really think that without Blake as your backing, they will still follow you?"

"Sirius... don't do anything stupid again. You have put enough pressure on Rael..."

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Clenching his fists, Sirius raised his head with red eyes, "Then tell me! What should I do?"

"Is all of this...all my fault? Ha! Don't tell me! You can't tell who my father plans to make as his heir!"

"That's right! That's right...I'm just the hunter's favorite hound! I should be as obedient as a dog! I hate that place..."

"I wish I could escape from that place as soon as possible! I wish I had not been born in the Black family! I hate dark magic!"

"I hate it so much! I'm tired of wearing hypocritical masks and having relationships with those disgusting poisonous snakes! What you are worried about..."

"It's just Blake's glory, it's never...never mine..."

Turning around and running out of the castle, Sirius sped up again and again. The feeling of suffocation and the smell of rust in his throat were not as good as the dull pain in his heart.

"Ha...haha...wuwu..."

When he ran to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Sirius gasped and whimpered like crying and laughing. He hated this place...

I hate Slytherin...I hate Gryffindor even more...

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Tom sat opposite Dumbledore, staring at the strangely dressed dwarf floating in the air with strange eyes, "Peeves..."

"Have you ever...followed me like this?"

A pair of evil eyes flashed with fear, and Peeves screamed and flew behind Dumbledore, "This old guy made me do it!"

"Only I can become invisible! He ordered me to do so or he will let Barrow rip me apart!"

"..."

Cursing under his breath, Dumbledore swallowed furiously and took out a bottle of Phoenix Tears with a trembling voice, "Tang...Tom...eyes...calm down..."

‘Boom~ Bang! ’

Looking at the wine rack that turned to ashes with tears in his eyes, Dumbledore couldn't help but burst into tears. Those wines...those...but he was going to sell them for galleons!

"It's gone...wuwuwu...there's nothing left..."