Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Chapter 379 Going crazy

Hearing the slight sound of the door closing, Severus' eyelids trembled and he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Feel sorry..."

Annoyed and wanting to kill himself, Severus turned over and looked at the open bathroom door...

He will definitely hate bathing in the future...

Damn it, how could he do such a shameful thing! ?

besides.....

Looking down at the loose robes he was wearing, Severus' ears instantly turned red.

So...how to recite the life-killing curse...

He wants to kill himself!

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In the next few days, the atmosphere in Malfoy Manor was extremely strange, and Abraxas was busy dealing with the aftermath of the funeral.

Tom, on the other hand, took his younger brothers and walked among the major nobles and the Ministry of Magic.

He secretly warned those idiots who thought that Malfoy, who was deeply hit, would never recover from his fall.

The two little wizards who caused the weird atmosphere... sat dryly at the dining table, eating the food in front of them.

"Aha..."

Lucius reluctantly put down the tableware, missing the Great Hall of Hogwarts so much for the first time.

"Severus...when did you become so picky~ Don't like tomatoes?"

Looking at the remaining tomatoes on the plate, Severus frowned in disgust.

After much hesitation, he firmly put the fried tomato into his mouth.

"Ah.."

After taking a sip of the juice, Lucius found that his mood was much better, and the awkwardness between the two of them had also dissipated a lot.

"What...did you say to Archibald before..."

Wiping the corners of his mouth expressionlessly, Severus' eyes flashed. He guessed right...

Mulciber and Avery..

Or more Slytherins... are all the 'informants' of this white-haired peacock.

So what was this guy doing when he went crazy last time?

"Don't you know everything?"

With a contemptuous snort, Severus stood up and left the restaurant, preparing to go back to his room to practice his spells.

"........"

"..Release your claws.."

"Ah~ I'm sorry."

After a perfunctory apology, Lucius relaxed his grip and still held on to his somewhat slender wrist.

"Stay away from him... what Archibald wants is..."

"Prince! I know what he wants! I know what you want too!"

The impatient roar made Lucius stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, Severus had already left.

"Really... maybe you don't know anything..."

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Severus was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the potion book left by his mother, but he couldn't read a single word.

Just now.... Was he too excited?

Will that guy feel sad?

Shouldn't he lose his temper?

Severus closed the book and reached for the thin chain around his neck, "Trust..."

"Slytherin friendship...unequal identities..."

If he inherited the name of Prince, would he be able to be like Sirius and not care about the way others look at him?

Is it possible to shut up those people and get along with Lucius easily...