Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

"Ahem~ Boss... before you kill them, can you let me go to the bathroom first..."

Closing his eyes as if giving up, Tom held his chin and remained silent. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth now, he would just curse his life...

Tiptoeing towards the door, Radofos looked back at the boss, who had his eyes closed, and opened the heavy wooden door with a grin.

"Hurry~ If we continue, the boss will really kill us..."

The two men in black robes nodded, took off their hoods and deliberately made noise. After waiting for a long time, except for frowning, Tom had no intention of opening his eyes.

"...We will be embarrassed if you do this...Tom..."

"Ok?"

A familiar voice sounded. Tom opened his eyes, stood up in surprise and walked over, "Ian, Mickey...when did you two come back?"

Since the end of the Squib Parade, his two friends had left England together. Apart from a few letters every year, there was no news at all...

"Haha~ You missed us! Hey~ Man, stop pretending, I know how much you miss us..."

After a strong hug, Mickey slapped Tom's arm in a mean manner, "It will be a while, but we still have to deal with family matters..."

"Besides, you were busy enough, so I didn't notify you..."

"But this is just right, otherwise I wouldn't be able to surprise you today!"

Ian still looked gentle and honest, took over the conversation with a smile, and raised his chin at the 'pure-blood nobles' behind Tom.

"Well, your followers came across the past and went to the Muggle world to tell us... a lot about what happened recently."

"Tom... let's go have a drink!"

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With just enough time to look back at the smiling and waving boys, Tom was pulled out by both hands. Those idiots...

It's not that I can't keep it, but next time...

He will let those guys know what real evil is! do! drama!

Know what a ‘surprise’ is!

The three of them came to the Pig's Head Bar and still sat in the corner, drinking a few glasses of hot whiskey.

Ian put down his wine glass, looked at the depressed Tom and sighed, "You really haven't changed at all, you've always been like this..."

"You have been keeping everything in your heart. Now that we are back...if you don't want to say anything to Mr. Malfoy, you can tell us..."

Tom tugged at the corner of his mouth, leaned back in his chair and stared at the wine glass in a daze, waiting for a while before speaking in a hoarse voice.

"...I...used to think that I was a person abandoned by Merlin...a person deeply cursed by a vicious curse, a disaster...that should disappear..."

"I'm always worried that one day Abu will do it because of me..."

Not wanting to say the following words, Tom blinked slowly. He can still clearly remember...

‘The feeling when I killed Abu with my own hands’, his eyes losing focus was his deepest fear...

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There was another moment of silence, Mickey rolled his eyes, put his arms on the back of the chair angrily, tilted his head and looked at Tom across from him.