Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Professor...what's good about being a professor? There are endless troubles to deal with, and exhausting papers...

What else? Pairs of admiring and expectant eyes...Contagious and cheerful laughter...

More importantly, he had promised that as long as he stayed at Hogwarts, he was willing to hand over everything he had...

"Phew~ The changes are finally completed..."

Without the strength to go upstairs, Tom leaned his head back on the chair. There was only one hour left, and he still had time to rest...

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It was already daylight, and when the little wizards passed the gate, they couldn't help but look at the huge hourglasses in the corner, embedded side by side in the alcoves.

I can't believe that the ruby ​​that represents Gryffindor House is now black and has a negative score. It was ranked second a while ago, and now it is the last one?

Young people have not only energy but also curiosity. It only took one morning for everyone to understand how this happened.

It's Potter and Black again, those two restless troublemakers! A full two hundred points, what exactly did you do?

In the restaurant, unlike before, there was no one around Sirius, and everyone in Gryffindor looked at him with contempt.

Including those guys who followed him, yelled at him to accept the Valentine's Day chocolates, and acted like good brothers all day long...

Never feeling so uncomfortable, Sirius subconsciously looked at the Slytherin table. Narcissa... Regulus... his family, why don't they look at him?

Do you think he is embarrassed too? But he was losing points to Gryffindor, not Slytherin...

"damn it.."

Seeing Sirius running out of the auditorium angrily, Regulus was about to get up and catch up when his shoulder was pressed down again.

Still smiling gently, Narcissa placed the haggis in front of her, a dish made of sheep stomach, liver, heart and other ingredients.

The taste is very strong, but only if you can tolerate the way it looks after being cut...

"Ugh... Sissi, I was wrong, can you take it away?"

"Rael~ Don't be picky about food, or do you want me to press your head into the dinner plate? I have said that in Hogwarts, you must abide by the rules here."

Narcissus was angry, and the little wizards around him remained silent, fearing that they would make any noise and explode the Black family.

May Merlin bless them so that they can leave here soon and never encounter the stubborn madmen of the Black family again!

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Sitting at the front seat, Lucius put down the tableware, glanced at the exhausted professors, clenched his fists and looked back.

It wasn't until Narcissa stood up that she smiled and stretched out her arm, waiting for the other party to take her arm and leave together.

"Should we ask Mr. Riddle? Or go directly to the hospital wing..."

Lucius paused and raised his hand to touch the side of Narcissa's face, "The godfather is very tired. I shouldn't disturb him when he has nothing to do..."

"And... I don't want to be lectured by Madam Pomfrey."

"Oh~ I see..." Narcissa smiled, her always smiling eyes so cold and frightening, just like the angry Bella, that people subconsciously forget how charming the daughter of the Black family is.

"Lucius, do you think that I, as a sister, have not set a good example? I don't want others to misunderstand me..."