Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Fremont raised his lips forcefully and looked at the son who was finally born, "It's nothing, James... you should learn how to take care of the family..."

"Huh? I don't want it. It's too much trouble. I want to join the Quidditch team in the future!"

Waving his arms, James struck a pose, then put down his hands dryly after not hearing the laughter, "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Fleamont didn't say anything more. He sat back at the desk and stroked the reply letter on the table. There was something...even Dumbledore couldn't interfere too much...

Is the Potter family going to be destroyed in his hands? What leverage does he have now? The prestige of previous generations of family heads in the Wizengamot has long been forgotten.

Being classified into the Twenty-Eight Sacred Clan is just because that family offended someone they shouldn't have offended...

Euphemia sighed, stood up and grabbed her son who was about to run to the desk, "James... how is your relationship with the eldest son of the Black family?"

"Ah? Sirius?" James tilted his head and raised a big smile, "He is my best friend! He is different from other guys! He is a real Gryffindor!"

Euphemia twitched her lips. Her son was really...simple. How could a member of the Black family become a real Gryffindor?

She had chosen to send a letter directly to Orion before, which was a kind of test. She knew that Orion would definitely give the letter to Riddle, and now, it was just like what she thought...

There was no reply... The descendant of Slytherin would not let this go easily...

Protecting one's shortcomings and repaying one's quarrels are the characteristics that almost all Slytherins possess.

"Really... James, since you and Sirius are friends, then... no matter what happens, don't give up your friendship..."

"This will be of great help to you...or him..."

James scratched his hair irritably. He didn't like this feeling very much, as if he made friends for some benefit.

"Mom! What are you talking about? Of course we will be lifelong friends! By the way, can I invite him to my house as a guest?"

"Of course...if he wants..."

"Awesome!" James didn't pay attention to his parents' expressions and ran out of the study with a cheer. "There are still two weeks left. I will write to him now! Then we will go to Hogwarts together!"

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The next day, Sirius received a letter from his friend and started packing his luggage without saying a word. He didn't need to ask for his parents' permission at all.

He knew that his mother would definitely allow him to go there.

As expected, Sirius was sent to the Potter's house by the house elf with his luggage, and he opened his arms to hug the guy who rushed towards him.

"You guy! You didn't write to me during the whole holiday. Are you punished by your family? Really... isn't it a joke? We have already been punished. Isn't this enough?"

The smile froze on his face, and Sirius lowered his head. It was just a deduction of points and confinement, which seemed to be not enough...

"Sorry man, I'm just...learning about the dark arts..."

James turned around suddenly and shouted in disbelief, "What? Black magic??? Did they force you to do this?"