Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Chapter 353 Fox: Fuck

"I have never understood why Principal Armando... showed regret when he rejected my request..."

"Dumbledore, maybe...you know why?"

Looking away erratically, Dumbledore felt regretful countless times, right...

Of course he knew the reason. When he learned that Tom wanted to stay at Hogwarts, he repeatedly suggested that Armando refuse...

Youth is indeed one of the reasons. He is even more worried that Tom will use this place as a training ground for dark wizards...

"Well...that's it...is it...um..."

"Ha~ I think...I am still too young to be the headmaster of Hogwarts..."

Another perfect victory, Tom decided to come to the principal's office every day from now on. It would be a pity to have so much wine on the shelf just to look at it.

Standing up and taking out a bottle of whiskey, Tom poured two glasses of wine for the two of them, deciding to temporarily let go of the old bee who was about to strangle him to death.

"The Ministry of Magic has agreed to the German proposal and will announce the matter in two days. For the sake of Hogwarts' reputation..."

"I need to remind you... find a way to spit out the private subsidies. This year's Christmas, the school directors will come here for a dinner..."

"........."

Silently picking up the glass and drinking it down, Dumbledore stood up and walked towards his old friend. Taking advantage of Fawkes' nap, he quickly picked up a handful of phoenix feathers.

Tom smacked his lips, and couldn't help but sigh at the speed of Old Bee's hands. Tsk, tsk, tsk, these hands... almost left an afterimage...

How was it possible to put away the phoenix feathers while holding the crystal bottle to the eyes to collect the tears shed by Fox?

"He is indeed the greatest white wizard~"

"...a tear brings a thousand galleons, here is a small half bottle...Tom...do you want it?"

"laugh.."

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Sitting alone in the principal's room, Tom listened to the particularly harsh cry, and he didn't need to think about it to know how dirty Fox was scolding...

"Poor guy...well...Phoenix blood should be very valuable..."

‘..Get away! Go to hell! You bastard teachers and students! ’

'boom'

Squinting his eyes and looking away from the firelight, Tom saw the portrait waving to him on the wall, stood up and walked over.

"Principal Armando..."

'....I saw the right person...Tom...'

Armando in the portrait stroked his beard happily, 'I don't object to Albus's caution, although what happened between you...'

'I don't understand, but I can tell that you respect and admire Albus more than me... or even Melos...'

The smile froze on his face, Tom lowered his eyes and touched the tip of his nose. He could not refute this sentence. It was indeed the case, "Dumbledore... was my introduction..."

"He was also the first person to let me know that I was not a 'child of the devil', but a wizard... Perhaps this is the main reason..."

'Really...if Mellors knew about this, he would definitely beat his chest in anger. You are his favorite student...'

Tom thought of the professor who had tutored him in magic in private, and smiled softly, "I...will never forget your teachings..."