Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Chapter 224 The Malfoy Family Banquet

The pure-blood nobles in the wizarding world brought expensive gifts and went to the Malfoy Manor for a banquet. They didn't care about heirs.

It's just one more piece of platinum.

The most important thing is that they have to express their stance to the boss... They have become the head of the family and will always be loyal to Tom Riddle...

Not because of his status as a descendant of Slytherin, but as the boss of a mixed race...

After all, they are not fools. In this month, many veteran family heads in the wizarding world died inexplicably...

Among them was the head of Selwyn's family, tsk tsk tsk... Innocent old Selwyn probably never thought until his death that his death was because of his stupid daughter...

Who else but a Parseltongue could die from snake venom in his sleep?

Ordinary wizards can't command snakes...

"Avery... do you think the boss is warning us? Most of the true pure-blood supporters... are dead~"

Rozier walked side by side with Avery into the manor, looking at his friend with squinting eyes and disdain, "Isn't this nonsense..."

"The boss is originally a mixed-race, and with his strength, do you really think that the boss will follow the ideas of those...foolish old immortals..."

"To promote the theory of pure-blood supremacy? We just need to curry favor with the Malfoy family... As for those Mudbloods, those who died..."

"We've dealt with it to some extent... As long as we don't go too far, I guess the boss won't say anything... But the premise is that no one will find out."

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Holding his godson in his arms without letting go, Tom raised his eyebrows proudly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and kissed Abraxas, who was pouting dissatisfied.

"Your guests are coming..."

"..He is our guest~"

Abraxas tied up his long hair casually, adjusted his dress, and walked down the second floor with Tom.

"I thought you were going to do something inappropriate in front of Lucius~"

Covering her mouth with a folding fan, Olivia's eyes were shining as she carefully scanned their necks. After seeing no kiss marks, she looked back regretfully.

"Tsk... After tonight... I want to go back to Greengrass Manor... Luke will be left to you..."

Olivia shook her head gently and did not pick up her sleeping son. She loved her child very much, but she was also afraid that as long as she held her...

Will not have the courage to face death.

Looking at her confused son with reluctance, Olivia adjusted her mood and reached out to hold Abraxas' arm.

"Don't be jealous, little Tom~"

"...Tom is my biggest concession..."

Abraxas put on a perfect fake smile, whispered a reminder in a sinister tone, and walked half a step behind Tom towards the banquet hall.

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All the guests have arrived, and no one dares to expect that the host of the banquet can greet them in person, whether it is the most distinguished 'guest' or a member of the Malfoy family.

They could only lower their postures, lower their voices and chat in low voices.

Tom appeared with Lucius in his arms. Cobain looked at the Malfoys next to the boss in surprise. It looked like...he could never get back his bet...

Senior Abraxas! Why didn't you suppress the boss?

It shouldn’t be! ! !

His boss, such a simple person, turned out to be...'a superior'?

M's...five thousand galleons are gone...

Looking coldly at the others talking to Abraxas, Tom turned his eyes for help to Brutus.

He was really disgusted with such a scene. The hypocritical nobles wore uniform fake smile masks and kept saying things against their will.

No matter how sincere your tone is, you can't hide your ugly face.

"Hmm~ Little Tom... could you please take Luke to rest first? The little guy is probably tired too~"

Brutus walked up to Tom with a wine glass and glanced at the young family heads surrounding Tom. Good guy...

Tom's charm is so great that even the cunning Yaxley family is willing to follow him.

It seems like...the Ministry of Magic has fallen...

So why on earth does his stupid son have to work hard to support a hemp minister?

"it is good!"

Tom nodded, hugged his godson and left. When he walked to the door, he gently woke up the cub who was sleeping soundly again.

"Luke... remember those people, don't become that kind of hypocritical trash in the future... Strength is the most important thing!"

Lucius: ....

????

Rubbing his sore arms tiredly, Tom placed the burping Lucius on the crib and placed the bottle in the hand of the house elf.

"Watch your little master..."

Leaving the nursery quietly, Tom walked to the garden, quietly admiring the dim light of the Queen of the Night, his tense expression gradually relaxing.

He couldn't believe that these flowers were planted here in the first place...

"Do you like it? I still treasure the gift you gave me for the first time... I think maybe one day, you will stand here... and enjoy this beautiful scenery with me..."

Abraxas hugged the person from behind, closing his eyes and feeling extremely satisfied. He had been waiting for this day for too long...

Fortunately, the wait has finally come, and he will no longer be standing here alone in the future.

"It's very similar to you...it's so beautiful and intoxicating...that I can't resist...this kind of fatal attraction is really dangerous~"

Leaning sideways and kissing the charming face under the moonlight, Tom wanted to freeze time in one moment forever.

Once he was alone and could live the life he wanted, whether it was an easy life or a road full of thorns.

He won't have any scruples...if he wants to, he can even overthrow the current wizarding world and create everything he wants with his own hands...

But now he doesn't care about anything. His love is here, his 'father' is here, and his family is here...

He just wants to stay like this, like an ordinary family, living peacefully and happily with the people he loves.

In order to protect the people he cherishes, no matter who disturbs this tranquility, he will not hesitate to become the real Dark Lord.

The two leaned together quietly, holding hands tightly and transmitting each other's warmth.

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Standing in the distance and taking in everything in sight, Olivia blinked, reached out and tugged on her brother's sleeve, "Leander... let's go home."

"it is good..."

A few months later, when they met again, one of them was lying in the coffin with a smile, and the other was suppressing sadness and putting down the bouquet in his hand.

Leander, who looked pale and haggard, buried his sister with red eyes. No one could understand the pain in his heart.