Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

How about...making a cameo appearance as a dark wizard?

Also let Malfoy experience the lifestyle of an orphan.

He was much luckier than himself, at least he could inherit a large inheritance. There was no inheritance tax in the wizarding world. No, there was no tax at all. It was simply a paradise for capitalists and aristocrats.

Lucius, who was thinking about which angle to attack Tom, suddenly felt his hair stand on end and his scalp tingling. He looked up and met Tom's cold eyes.

This kind of look... He had seen it before, on the Dark Lord.

Lucius shuddered and slapped the coffee table, making it buzz.

"unacceptable!"

"That's right!" Draco Malfoy became more and more excited.

"Draco! So it was you who went out of your way to provoke Mr. Riddle. Why don't you apologize to him right now!"

"Right...huh?!"

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Chapter 56: The Malfoy Family's Way of Survival, Borrowing Books from Dumbledore

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Draco turned his neck stiffly and looked at his father with disbelief, but also with a hint of hope.

Did Dad say something wrong just now, or is there something wrong with his ears?

However, the next second, Lucius slapped Draco on the head, shattering his fantasy.

"It's all your fault! You didn't explain anything clearly in the letter, so I misunderstood Mr. Riddle and thought he was bullying the weak."

"You were the one who provoked me first, and after losing, you still want to complain and let me bully you. You've completely tarnished the honor of the Malfoy family! I'll deal with you when I get back!"

"I..."

Draco immediately wanted to retort, but under Lucius's stern gaze, he swallowed all his grievances and doubts.

Seeing that his son had finally behaved himself, Lucius breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Tom with a kind face.

"Mr. Riddle, it turns out this is all a misunderstanding. All the fault lies with Draco. You did nothing wrong."

"I will keep Draco under control from now on and make sure he doesn't bother you again."

Tom raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that Lucius Malfoy had taken the wrong medicine.

Could it be that this guy is a genius in prophecy and has already predicted that an unknown dark wizard will want to talk to him?

However...Lucius' attitude was too humble, which made Tom's murderous intent dissipate for the most part.

"As expected of the head of the family, Mr. Lucius is indeed sensible."

"No, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, let's just leave it at that. What do you think?" Lucius asked tentatively.

"That's fine with me, but..." Tom looked at Draco Malfoy.

Under the pressure from his old father, Draco wisely followed his heart. "Two Odds" "I was wrong before, I will never do that again."

"What a touching scene..."

Dumbledore, who had been watching the show with great joy, took off his glasses and wiped away his non-existent tears. "I hope this is the beginning of your friendship."

"However... although there are reasons for what happened, Mr. Riddle, you have hurt your classmates after all, so I will deduct fifty points from Slytherin."

"Professor, I was wrong."

Tom nodded meekly, his heart filled with joy.

If there is no deduction of points, how can there be room for adding points?

.....

The conflict was perfectly resolved, with only Draco Malfoy being injured, but the others didn't seem to care about his feelings.

Lucius Malfoy felt uncomfortable staying here with Dumbledore. After making sure that the sense of crisis had really disappeared, Lucius didn't want to stay for a moment and left the office with his son.

Tom wanted to leave too, but Dumbledore stopped him.

"Mr. Riddle, this Time Transfiguration class is over. There's still some time before lunch. Would you like to chat with a bored, lonely old man?"

Since the principal said so, what else could Tom do? He had just raised his butt and sat down again.

Outside the office, Draco looked at Lucius angrily.

"Dad, were you just hit by Dumbledore's Imperius Curse?"

"It's fine if you didn't help me put pressure on me, but you actually asked me to apologize to Riddle! I'm going to tell mom that you helped outsiders bully me!"

Lucius ignored Draco's roar and pulled him to a corner away from the headmaster's office.

"Draco, let me ask you a question first."

"What do you think has enabled the Malfoy family to survive from the time of William the Conqueror to the present day?"

Draco was stunned. Although he didn't know why Lucius asked this, seeing his serious expression, he answered honestly: "Noble blood, vast connections, immense wealth, and... powerful strength?"

Lucius nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, that's all bullshit."

???

Draco looked at his father in shock. Isn't this what you usually teach me?

Now you're mocking me?

Lucius patted Draco's shoulder firmly: "Listen carefully, son."

"The reason why the Malfoy family has been able to be passed down to this day and continue to prosper is that it has considerable influence among the pure-bloods. It is not due to these illusory things you mentioned."

"Instead, they rely on wavering, changing their stance according to the wind, betraying their superiors, slandering their friends, stabbing them in the back, and slipping away faster. This is how they can repeatedly avoid the crisis of genocide and continue to grow stronger."

Draco was completely stunned, "Dad, are you serious?"

"I've never been so serious." Lucius Malfoy said seriously, his expression was indeed more serious and tired than Draco had ever seen.

"Those vain words I told you on a daily basis were only to establish a personal image for our family. We firmly support purebloods in order to gain the friendship of other pureblood families and gain greater benefits."

"But actually, bloodline is really not important. What matters is strength."

"A half-blood becomes the Dark Lord. Do you dare to resist him?"

Draco shook his head numbly, "I dare not..."

Even those families who stood on the Dark Lord's side knew how terrifying the Dark Lord was. Otherwise, they would not dare to even mention his name and could only refer to him as the 'mysterious man' or the 'Dark Lord'.

"But what does this have to do with you speaking up for Riddle just now?" Draco asked, still puzzled.

Lucius sighed. "I dared to oppose Dumbledore and even publicly slandered him dozens of times, saying he was a mentally ill old man, because Dumbledore was a decent man."

"He has his own bottom line and abides by the rules of the game. He won't get angry because of what I say."

"But Riddle..."

Lucius hesitated for a moment, then said, "He just wanted to kill me, no, he wanted to kill all the Malfoys."

"What?!" Draco screamed, "How is this possible! How dare he!"

"No, he dares. As for whether he has the ability to do so? Since he has such an idea, it means he must have the confidence and means to do so."

Lucius Malfoy sighed, "Although Riddle's strength is definitely weaker than Dumbledore's, and he's not even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath, he's an orphan, alone, and has an extreme personality without weaknesses. This madman is definitely more dangerous than Dumbledore."

"So, Draco, stay away from him from now on. Even if you curse him, keep it secret. People like him will either become big figures in the wizarding world in the future, or get into huge trouble and lose their lives. What good can you gain by going against him?"

Draco's face turned pale. He didn't dare to doubt whether Lucius was exaggerating. Because his father's authority could not be challenged, he believed it...

Riddle..really wanted to kill their whole family.

"I, I understand, Dad." Draco said tremblingly.

Lucius nodded with satisfaction. If nothing else, at least his son listened to his advice, and that was his greatest advantage.

"Don't feel aggrieved. It's never too late for the Malfoy family to seek revenge. When he loses power, we can take advantage of him. The means and process are not important. The result is the only thing that matters. Do you understand?"

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In the headmaster's office, Tom didn't know that Lucius Malfoy was using him to instill the family's survival skills into Draco Malfoy.

He was savoring the lemon sherbet prepared by Dumbledore and taking in the layout of the headmaster's office.

The room is located at the top of a tower with a very high ceiling, so it is divided into two floors. The upper floor should be Dumbledore's residence.

On the first floor where guests are received, apart from the portrait of the principal and some precious decorations occupying the wall near the door, both sides of the huge desk are occupied by floor-to-ceiling bookshelves filled with books.

Tom, with his good eyesight, saw some book titles that he had never seen in the library or Diagon Alley.

Maybe in the restricted section?

But until now, Tom has never been to the restricted books section.

Suddenly, Tom's eyes fell on an empty shelf. It was made of sycamore wood and there were some ashes on the shelf.

"Professor, I heard you have a phoenix. Why isn't it here?"

"Fox? I never restrict its movements. It's probably looking for food somewhere right now."

Tom felt a little regretful that he didn't get to see the phoenix's real appearance, and he didn't know if it looked like in the movie.

In fact, it’s not that he doesn’t want to have a pet, but a wizard who doesn’t want to become a Pokémon master is not a good student.

He just felt that there was no point in keeping ordinary pets. If he wanted to keep one, he had to keep a unique pet like Dumbledore.

"Tom, I'll just call you that."

Dumbledore smiled as he watched Tom staring blankly at the sycamore tree. "You seem to like books very much?"