The Last Goodbye

suck.Branched black hair scratched his chin, it felt like holding a long-haired cat in his arms. "Cough...Harry, you tell me to lie down first..." But the cat was already asleep.He can't laugh or cry.This guy was attacked just now, and fell asleep so quickly?This careless character really hasn't changed at all... Riddle sighed, picked up the wand on the bedside table to cast defenses around the room, and then barely propped his head on the pillow on his elbows.

Early the next morning, the Dark Lord, who was in a stiff neck, was awakened by a burst of excited cries.When he came downstairs, Master Black was spreading a large poster of Bulgarian ace Seeker Dragan Karkaroff on the carpet.The Seeker in the poster blows kisses at them, then flies away. "Guess who sent it!" Alphard elated. "Rhea Prince." Riddle slowly rubbed his stiff neck. "How do you know?" Alphard finally raised his head, then lowered his head to stare at his idol.His friend laughed and said nothing, and sat down in front of the Christmas tree.

He was surrounded by piles of colorful packages.

"That's yours." Alphard pointed not far away. Riddle rummaged through a pile of Abraxas' presents for a paper packet.It's light and soft, with a crinkle label attached to it.Opening the package, something slipped through his hand and fell on the carpet with a rustle.The thing was as slippery as a loach, but it shone like quicksilver.

Alphard turned around just in time, his eyes widening in surprise. Master Black immediately forgot Karakaroff, "Put it on and have a look!"

Seeing how excited he was, Riddle put on the knitted fabric that could not be said to be a cloak or cape as he wished, and then he also raised his eyebrows in surprise—his body disappeared, and all the parts covered by the knitted fabric were gone. up.

"The Invisibility Cloak." Alphard whistled, "There is such a thing. I always thought it was made up by the bard... Who gave it to you?"

They dug out a small note from the paper bag.Above is a familiar thin round font.

[Your guardian left it to me, now it's time to give it to you.Use it well.Merry Christmas. 】

Not signed.

"Are you up?" Abraxas, who was already fully dressed, walked in, "Hurry up and get something to eat, we will go to Diagon Alley later...uh..." He looked at the head of his friend suspended in mid-air in amazement, " Merlin..."

They discussed the magical cloak all the way, and they didn't even have time to admire the scenery outside the carriage. Alphard vividly tells the story of the three brothers. Riddle suddenly found that compared to them, his childhood was pale and boring. Abraxas recognized the words on the paper at a glance, "Professor Dumbledore's words." He glanced at Alphard sarcastically, "The vice-headmaster boasted that you are talented in transfiguration. You can't even write his words." I can’t recognize it.” The other party retorted, “I only recognize how he writes O, unlike you who take it so seriously every time you read the comments.”

It was almost noon when they reached Diagon Alley. Abraxas dismissed the butler and took his friends to Gringotts. Riddle used Harry's key.He had expected those mean-looking goblins to make things difficult for him, but the whole process went so smoothly that all he had to do was show his wand.For some reason this pissed him off - apparently his guardians had anticipated the day when even the Gringotts paperwork was ready and he had been kept in the dark.Although he admits...if they switched sides, he would do the same.The little devil wandered into a shop absent-mindedly, and was startled by a fluttering sound. When he raised his head, he happened to meet a pure white snowy owl.The bird's yellow eyes stared straight at him, and it blinked cleverly.Good for Harry...he thought subconsciously, but immediately realized that he was still angry with him.That's just so childish, he thought to himself, why should I care.

I just like him anyway.

The elves are tending the newly planted rosebuds in the garden.The young man with green eyes sat leisurely on the stone steps, staring intently at the white peacock in the yard.There was a chirping of birds in the air.He looked up and saw an owl flying over.The bird landed beside him and raised its foot proudly towards him. Harry gently opened the letter it brought.There are only two words on the paper.

【Merry Christmas. 】

On the other side, the three young masters in Diagon Alley completed their purchases before sunset.

Abraxas and Riddle put several shrinking spells on the book so they could carry it with them. Alphard insisted on carrying the newly purchased Comet 140.His friends couldn't hold him back, so they had to give up.They walked through the sparsely populated alleys while chatting, and when they were halfway there, two hooded figures suddenly appeared in front of them. Riddle glanced sharply back, and sure enough, there were two other people blocking their way of retreat.

Before he could think about it, the other party had already pulled out his wand. Riddle ignored the front, turned around and threw a disarming spell at the uninvited guest behind him.Those people were already prepared.A tall man interrupted his spell through the air.At the same time, Alphard and Abraxas are also fighting the opponents ahead.Countless spells collided together and shattered into a dazzling light.The magic power in the air was deafening.

The opponent has considerable actual combat experience and is advancing step by step. Riddle tried his best, but kept backing away, and finally stuck to the backs of his friends.If you go on like this, you will lose.The black eyes suddenly sank.The boy swung his weapon without hesitation—"Crucio!"

The tall man on the opposite side suddenly laughed, and threw off his spell with one hand.

"You want to use the Unforgivable Curse too?!" A shrill female voice came from under the hood, "You're too tender, brat! Silencio!" Her spell was as fast as lightning, splitting Riddle's defenses in an instant.

"Catch Malfoy!" the woman ordered.Several subordinates rushed up and threw out several fixing spells at the same time.This time Riddle dodged nimbly, but he was held by the throat with a silent spell.At that moment, he grabbed the arms of the two friends with his backhand - the enemy was close in front of him - and with a 'poof' sound, the three teenagers who were surrounded disappeared in place.

The few people around reacted for a while before tearing off their cloaks, searching in vain for a while, and finally looked at their female leader in shame.She also tore off her cloak and tossed back her beautiful Roman curls.She didn't look angry, or maybe she just had a beautiful expressionless face. Leta Lestrange gracefully retracted her wand into her robes and gestured to her men to go.

"See you on the battlefield, little brothers."

MALEFICIUM, PARTII

1938

Bavaria has very short days in December.The Alps are covered in snow and it's freezing cold.On this isolated permafrost, surrounded by mountains and mountains, lies the manor of Gellert Grindelwald, the most powerful dark wizard of our time.His mansion is across from Hitler's eagle's nest, separated by two mountain peaks or an apparition distance.

The Führer's new house in Berchtesgaden was not yet complete, and the Nazis were working day and night in time for his fiftieth birthday.The Dark Wizard himself sometimes goes to oversee the work.Yes.As the seemingly weaker side of this alliance, one of the current responsibilities of this black wizard who has made the future feared is to repair the house for the German Fuhrer.

Grindelwald is sick of all the power games and the face-saving, but who knows he's got a great ally.In order to maintain a high level of spiritual consistency with the other party, he even changed his manor to the style that the head of state likes.

The gray and white stone buildings are icy and chilling, which especially sets off the unassuming red of the Nazis.The slender military flag hangs down from the commanding heights of the manor, beating fiercely in the north wind, just like the unyielding iron blood of the German nation.The owner of the manor got off work very early today, and was sitting leisurely in the living room, drinking the best Kuding tea.

Grindelwald couldn't have been in a better mood.

While listening to the black-eyed boy's explanation, he thought to himself that the Malfoy family might be his goddess of luck.His three juniors were visibly nervous.They didn't even touch their tea.The dark wizard patiently listened to their stories, then sent his servants to inform the Malfoy House, and then smiled kindly at the young guests.

"Since you're here, the three of you are my distinguished guests. Don't worry, this place is safe. Even if you have a door key, you can't get in without my permission." After that, he gave Riddle a meaningful look.

I see.The little devil raised his eyebrows inwardly.It was really flattering.In fact, he didn't know beforehand that the Dark Wizard handed him a Portkey-he just took a gamble when he was cornered.Because at that time they really couldn't beat each other, and they couldn't escape, this was his only choice.And he succeeded.He should have been happy, but for some reason, he always had a faint feeling, as if he had just stepped out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den.

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