The Last Goodbye

s stopped the other party with a look.The cellar door opened.

Tom Riddle walked in.

"Salazar!" Several senior students immediately greeted him happily, "Didn't you have fun last night? Why did you leave so early?" Their junior smiled apologetically, "I'll help Professor Slughorn deal with it some medicine."

"Merlin." A senior student exclaimed, "He didn't even let you go at his own party. Isn't the dean too much..." Riddle leaned casually on the back of her chair.The senior sister looked very happy. "Don't be bullied." She said dotingly, "Hey, is there something between you and Lucas...he looked weird last night." Riddle raised his eyebrows, "I dare not offend Lestrange Master of the family. Do you think I should go and make amends to him, Miss Parkinson?"

"Oh, come on!" Parkinson laughed loudly, and she looked at another senior boy, "Nott, you brought Lucas. Although I think he is cute, his grades are too bad." .”

Nott shrugged, "You know, this is an extraordinary time, and his father has made great contributions to the British government. I don't care, as long as the dean doesn't let me make up potions for him."

The rest laughed for a while.

"Salazar, do you have any plans for Christmas?" Parkinson turned his head and looked at the boy tenderly. Riddle hesitated for a moment.

"We're going to Italy on the 27th." Parkinson said expectantly, "Do you want to join?"

"He has arrangements." A voice cut in. Parkinson turned his head and met a pair of shimmering gray eyes.

"Alphard, we all know where you spend Christmas every year," Nott said pointedly. Master Black nodded frankly, "I didn't say I invited you, but Abraxas invited you."

Several senior students looked at Riddle hesitantly.

Parkinson wrinkled her pretty nose, obviously considering what to say next, but Alphard pulled his friend away before she could choose a sentence.

"Don't compete with me, the most beautiful and lovely Miss Parkinson." He winked at the other party ambiguously, "I will give him to you next year."

"Okay." Parkinson pouted in disappointment and turned away to continue chatting with his friends.Moving away from a few seniors, the smile on Riddle's face faded. "Thank you for helping me out." He glanced in the direction of the fireplace, then lowered his voice, "But I'm sorry. I can't spend Christmas with you. I have to stay here."

"Why are you staying here?" Alphard also lowered his voice, "Do you rely on doing volunteer work for the dean in exchange for a pass in the first district?"

Riddle frowned slightly.

"Don't look at me like that, Salazar. The devil knows what you're up to." Alphard stared at him with rare serious eyes. "You need a change of scenery now."

"He's right." Abraxas, who had been silent all this time, also put down his book, "Both you and your guardian."

Riddle's brow furrowed even tighter.

"Malfoy Manor is very interesting." Alphard suddenly softened his tone, "Every year, celebrities from all walks of life are invited to the Christmas ball, and their library has thousands of books..." He tried his best to convince the other party , "The books related to black magic are a hundred times more abundant than those in the xxx area, and you will definitely like them."

"Alphard!" Abraxas glared at him.The gray-eyed teenager just shrugged his shoulders with an innocent, I'll tell you the truth. "But my house has quite a collection of books." Abraxas said helplessly, "Salazar, you just go out for a walk, you and your guardian. Or..." He glanced at the senior students around the fireplace, " You don't like to get too close to me, an alien from the British aristocratic world?" The ice blue and silver gray eyes looked at him in unison.

Tom Riddle smiled compromisingly, "Okay, two young masters."

Alphard and Abraxas clapped hands behind the back.

After dinner, Riddle came to the door of the vice principal's office alone.There is a mermaid sculpture here, with a long fish tail that shoots a string of stone water splashes.

"Password?" asked the sculpture. "Golden Snitch." The mermaid swam away, revealing a narrow spiral staircase. Riddle went up.

This isn't the vice-principal's office full of oddities.This room is also circular, but it is furnished in a simple and warm way.Several holly branches, dotted with small red fruits, stood on a wooden table.Its minty scent fills the room.A man sat in front of the French window at the end.The man is quietly staring at the night sky.

Riddle picked up a blanket and covered him with it.The man turned his head and smiled at him, then turned back to continue looking at the stars.

"Abraxas invited us to Malfoy Manor."

The man was silent.

"It is said that well-known figures in the wizarding world will come. His house also has a lot of books. I want to go and have a look."

The man is still sitting quietly.

"I'll ask him to give you a quiet room. No one will disturb you."

Only burning candles and quiet night answered him.

"We're leaving the day after tomorrow. Rest early." Riddle leaned down and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "Good night, Harry."

He turned and left the room.

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Author's Note: The pairings are Harry and Riddle and Grindelwald and Dumbledore.Main plot direction, medium-length novel, HE ending, the outline has been drawn up so there will be no pitfalls, monthly updates are guaranteed, and weekly updates are strived for. I hope readers like it.The significance of original characters is only to promote the plot, there is no original CP.

Various stalks: Harry’s alpha role card is temporarily withdrawn by me, because in the next chapter, Grindelwald, a full-scale attack with human trafficker attributes and the love rival of the Dark Lord, is about to appear.The inspiration for this chapter is Cinderella.By midnight all magic is gone and only the glass slipper remains.Cinderella knows the good memories are real when she sees the shoes.Rowling always said that love is the most beautiful magic in the world, so I think love is Cinderella's glass slipper.

dark alliance

ALLIES OF THE DARK, PARTI

1938

The spiers of Malfoy Manor soared into the sky, as if they were about to pierce the sky.The coachman opened the carriage door for them and put on soft velvet mats.Although it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, there are still tall and verdant green plants standing here.They are meticulously trimmed, just like the platinum blonde hair of the young master.Through the green branches, Riddle saw several white peacocks walking in the garden, their elegant appearance looked like the Queen of England inspecting her own territory. Abraxas personally showed the guests around the whole manor like a real lord.The mansion looks solemn on the outside, but extremely luxurious on the inside, showing the status of the Malfoy family in the wizarding world everywhere.

When walking to the library on the second floor, the young master took out a book from the bookshelf and showed his friends the unique blood magic of the family.

Alphard glanced at Harry a little uneasy.The young man who had been following them before was standing alone in the distance, facing a whole wall of books.Under Alphard's gaze, Harry raised his hand, his fingertips lightly slid across the dark brown bookshelf, leaving a light green light along a certain path.Then the entire wall began to flip up and down, disappearing, revealing a dark room. Harry walked in under the shocked eyes of several teenagers.When they came to the door, he had already walked out silently and smiled at them.

"Sorry." Riddle looked at Abraxas a little embarrassed.But the other party looked even more embarrassed than him, "Well...Actually, I didn't know there was another room here. And..." He looked at his friend hesitantly, and then sighed softly, "And it should be We are the ones apologizing to you. We are keeping something from you."

"I hope you don't get angry." Alphard also looked at him, "We only found out about this not long ago. You have been... busy since then, so we didn't find a suitable opportunity to talk to you. Actually, we found out that Professor Potter He...is not from this era."

After he said it, he first showed a relieved expression, and then looked nervously at his friend, as if he was afraid that the other party would hit him.But Riddle just hummed quietly.

"...you know?" Alphard was a little overwhelmed. Riddle nodded.His two friends looked at him in shock.

"Then do you know that you are the descendant of...Salazar Slytherin?" Alphard said in a low voice, as if it was an elaborate conspiracy.

Riddle still looked at him calmly, "Oh, Harry mentioned that before."

The two young masters were even more shocked.Ice blue and light gray eyes stare in unison