Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Almost dead - this was the only feeling Tom felt when he woke up the next day. The beast should not be kept for too long, otherwise it would tear everything apart if it was released.

Glancing at the torn fabric on the ground, Tom's mouth twitched, and he...

Abraxas walked into the room with the potion and saw the man sitting on the bed in a daze, so he quickly walked over. , "Why don't you sleep for a while...how do you feel?"

"It's very comfortable, you did a good job."

Blinking his eyes, Abraxas pursed his lips to suppress a smile, and reached out to touch Tom's red and swollen eyes, "That's it~ But what I'm asking is...how is your health now?"

"!!! Stop! Bastard! Uh... I want to drink the potion..."

As evening approached, Mickey opened the envelope and laughed while holding his stomach after seeing the content on it, "Hahaha, Ian! Come here quickly, we are going to have a big order!"

"what?"

Running out from behind the bar, Ian glanced at the dazzling order, and after two seconds of silence, he held Mickey's shoulders and said, "My dear, have you ever thought that Tom would be so embarrassed and angry that he would kill you?"

"Uh...should...should not be the case! This is an order placed by Abraxas..."

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Summer of 1976.

Malfoy Manor once again ushered in a grand wedding. Severus leaned against the doorframe, urging the slow fool impatiently.

"Lucius, what you should be worrying about now is not the hair tie, but when you can grow a brain."

"Ah~ Let's take this one, Sifu~ tie it for me."

Severus felt a pain in his heart. He pursed his lips and stepped forward. This guy with his back turned was really cruel...

The long, light golden hair slipped through his fingertips. Severus wanted to let time stay at this moment, even if it was slower, but unfortunately... reality always ran counter to ideals.

If you don't want the distance to get further and further away, you can only let go and then...

Looking at this silhouette, he staggered forward.

No matter how much pain you endure, persevere.

Because he knew that Lucius would be waiting for him, but would never look back and smile at him again.

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"Okay, let's go, don't make everyone wait for you."

Lucius lowered his eyes, despair and torture filling his body again. He clearly knew how much he loved Severus, but he couldn't feel that emotion.

Under the witness of everyone, Lucius looked at his wife tenderly, held the side of Narcissa's face, bent down and kissed her.

"..I will be a good husband..Sorry..Narcissa.."

"That's enough...Bella can't help but have the urge to kill you. If you don't want to die, let me go."

His body stiffened, and Lucius straightened up with a fake smile. What did he want to do with his wand when he didn't kiss that crazy woman?

What should Tom do if he can be his godson's witness and can clearly see their little moves? He remembered the unhappy past again.

But Severus seemed to be in even more pain than he was before...

"Tom, what are you thinking about?"

"I was wondering...that dance I owe you...is it time to pay it back?"