[hp] Dragon Training

"mom, Mom, Mom!"

"Mom, wait a minute... don't go..."

"...Mom..." Fletta ran out of breath, and the words she spoke were broken and broken.I don't know why such a call made him feel inexplicably familiar, as if he had done this thing and said these words before.Fletta suddenly stood still, and he yelled at Cecilia's back forcefully: "I remember, I remember everything you said!"

Mrs. Hill stopped suddenly, and she slowly turned her head to look at her son: "What do you remember?"

"I remembered what you said next to me when you threw me on the cliff. The one you said was Voldemort, right? Mom, you are so strict with me so that I will face him one day, right?"

"...Yes." Cecilia didn't deny it, her eyes were a little empty: "So you blame mom, dear?"

Fletta was silent for a while. His mother once locked herself in the basement for him to read and learn spells all day and all night. She once took him to practice in the eye of the blizzard. She once turned into an Animagus into a silver snake and He practiced and punished him many times for failing to achieve his goals in learning.At that time, no matter how much she begged for mercy, she never relaxed herself.The boy approached his mother step by step. He didn't know when his mother didn't have to squat down to see him. He had grown to the point where he could see his mother's eyes only by raising his head slightly.Fletta reached out and hugged her mother tightly, rubbing her head against the side of her neck: "No, never."

Cecilia hugged her son back and took a few deep breaths. She was trembling during her breath. She didn't know when her little baby had become able to hug her. Looking back on these days for ten years, she didn't have a day Don't put him on the apex of your heart as something more important than your life. "Fleta, you are my most important baby, I will give everything for you. I swear to God that if someone hurts you, you must kill me first..."

"Me too." Fletta blinked and patted her mother on the shoulder, "Mom, I've grown up. Please believe me, no one will take me away and hurt me so easily. I'm a boy, I must I will do my best to protect you with my father."

Cecilia shook her head and her eyes were moist. Fletta reached out and touched her face, frowning and said, "Why are you crying? I'd rather pick the stars from the sky for you than fetch the deep sea for you." Pearl, would do anything to make you laugh. Please don't let me see your tears, dear mother."

This child has been like this since she was a child, and Cecilia doesn't know when it started. As long as there is a haze in her heart, Fleta will immediately notice it, and she will try her best to use the best words to please her. .Later she learned that the child would only do this when he was very at a loss, in order to relieve the unnoticed panic in his heart.

"Mom is fine."

"So, tell me your secret, mom? I'm worried. I'm curious. You said I'd face the darkness one day, but you can't let me fight without knowing. I'm already a My lord, let me share your worries."

Cecilia took Fretta back to her dormitory. She took out a Pensieve from nowhere and filled it with a clear water spell.Under Fleta's waiting and encouraging eyes, she took out her wand and pressed it against her temple, and after a while, she drew out a snow-white silver thread.Mrs. Hill looked at the silver thread with complicated eyes, and finally put it into the Pensieve.

"I hope you won't regret it and don't blame me after reading it."

"I will always love you, Mom."

Fleta dipped his face in the water, and for a moment he seemed to have suddenly entered a constructed world.Every building and character in the world is outlined with splash-ink brushstrokes, just like the impressionist style of painting in the last century.It was a bit blurry at first, but gradually became clearer as the ink blots increased.

Fleta found herself standing in an extremely ornately decorated room. There was a thunderstorm outside, and the pouring raindrops slammed hard on the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving a blur of water patterns.The room was extremely dark, and there was no fire or lights in the fireplace, and Fletta looked at the furnishings in the room and suddenly realized that it should be a summer in this memory, which is different from his original winter world.

Fleta turned around, and a man with black hair and black eyes was sitting on the sofa. Although his complexion was a little sallow and looked tired, there was no doubt that he was handsome enough to make people sigh.The man has a pair of pretty eyes, as if someone condensed the depth of a whole black lake and gently put it into his pupils.At this time, the man was wrapping a three or four-year-old child in his coat in his arms. There was no male or female, and he could only see the dirty short silver hair clearly through the dim light.

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and a man with waist-length platinum-blonde hair walked in. Unlike the black-haired man, this man had a beautiful face that blurred the boundaries between men and women.He seemed a little impatient: "Riddle, I still have some things to deal with, so hurry up and tell me your purpose of staying at my house with a bastard!"

"Don't be so ruthless, Abu." The man called Riddle smiled softly, his eyes slightly bent like a spring breeze brushing green mountains, so that it would make people lose their minds. "Look at the child in my arms, this is not a wild species, but a treasure I picked up today. Don't you have any interest?"

Abraxas Malfoy frowned, but his gray-blue eyes were still extremely beautiful.He strode over and saw the child in Riddle's arms with a hideous and terrifying look on his face: "It really looks like an underground mouse. I didn't expect the blood of the White family to end up in such a state of desperation."

"White? So you know the child's parentage?"

"Even if it's dirty like this, the silver hair can't be denied. If you guessed right, only a member of the White family in Northern Europe can grow like this." Abraxas was obviously more concerned about his family background. Del knew better.

"Since she is also a nobleman, why did I pick her up on the street and see her grabbing garbage with wild cats?" Riddle touched the head of the child in his arms, showing a puzzled smile.

"Witch hunts in the Middle Ages, the whole family is almost dead." Abraxas smiled viciously, "It is said that the last bloodline disappeared ten years ago, and was nailed to the cross by Muggles with steel needles. Then he was burned at the stake. So I am also very curious about how this little mouse survived."

The smile on Riddle's face disappeared in an instant, and his eyes seemed to have some ruthlessness and gloomyness. He turned his head slightly and touched the child's head: "So, it was the lowly and despicable Muggles who killed the noble pure-blood wizard ? And let a pure-blood descendant of a noble wizard live on the streets?"

Abraxas sensed the danger, his face froze and he didn't dare to speak again.Riddle didn't continue to ask, he glanced at him and suddenly showed a warm smile again, the man with black hair and black eyes supported the child's arm and lifted her up like a doll: "Abu, what's the matter, do you want to?" A daughter? Very good, huh?"

"What, can't you see that this mouse is still a female?" The platinum nobleman who was asked was disgusted.

"Of course, there will definitely be a beautiful lady in the future. Do you want to raise one? Raise it!"

It feels like stubborn kids pestering you for a pet dog.Abraxas slid a black line from his head, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "No need, I already have Lucius."

"Oh, I think that kid Lucius would really like a little sister."

"No!" The platinum noble couldn't bear it anymore, "Since you like this dirty little white mouse so much, why don't you raise it yourself! Tom Riddle, you have no children!"

"Do you raise it by yourself..." Riddle smiled as if thinking about it, and finally shook his head.He gently hugged the silver-haired girl, pulled her little hand, stared at her eyes tenderly and smiled and said, "It's a pity, since no one wants you, I'll give you to Nagini as a snack, okay? "

"Hey!!"

Fleta looked puzzled at the man holding the child in front of him and the platinum-blond man who jumped up as if about to curse, and he looked slightly surprised at the girl in Riddle's arms.Fletta once guessed a little bit of the truth, but never expected that things would develop like this.

Everything in the room fell apart in an instant, people and things disappeared and turned into ink.In Fletta's eyes, the whole world became a little blurry again, as if he had accidentally drawn a stroke with a quill on his hand, and even though he wiped it away vigorously, there were still faint traces left.The ink circled Fletta several times, as if caressing him, and finally left him and rebuilt a world again—the boy knew that this was another memory.

The world in this memory seems to have passed several years since the last memory. Fleta fell on a stone step. He yelled loudly but found that he didn't feel any pain at all.So he stood up and looked around, suddenly he was stunned, because there was a girl sitting next to Freita.

The little girl was about eleven or twelve years old, and looked to be Fleta's age.The boy saw that she had shoulder-length silver hair, and her delicate and lovely face was like a statue of a fairy in a goddess temple.The girl was wearing a black skirt, and her fair skin was like fresh snow. At this moment, she was sitting on the stone steps, and she seemed very bored. A silver coin was floating between her fingers, as if it was alive. .

Suddenly the girl stood up, without using a magic wand at all, she clapped her hands and the silver coin turned into a silver butterfly (1) fluttering its wings, and the butterfly dropped crystal scales as it flew. Yes, chasing the butterfly slowly up the steps and into a palace-like place.

Fleta followed her in, and saw a person sitting on a high-backed chair deep in the palace. Fleta looked familiar to that person, but when he walked in, he realized that it was actually a previous memory Riddle among them.It's just that this man has changed so much that Fletta can hardly recognize him. Riddle's handsome face has become a little hideous at this time, and some veins even popped up on his forehead, but what is even more terrifying is that His black eyes, which were originally as dark as the night, were now as red as blood.

The silver butterfly landed on the back of Riddle's hand. He stretched out his hand and crushed the butterfly. He opened his hand and turned into a silver coin again. The silver coin rolled on the ground and made a crisp sound, which was very obvious in the hall.A smile appeared on the girl's face, with reverence in her eyes: "Master?"

"Cecil? I didn't realize today that my student has turned into a girl. Maybe you should be at school age." Riddle's voice was very hoarse, and it sounded like a cello to Fletta. The fourth string is generally deep and pleasant.

"Master, I don't want to go to school! The school does not teach me as much as one-tenth of what you told me. Also, I will never go to the same school as those low-born mixed-bloods and mudbloods!" Cecil He raised his delicate chin slightly and said.

"My good boy." Riddle seemed extremely satisfied, "You are indeed the best magic genius I have ever seen, and the pure blood of the White family lives up to its reputation."

The girl showed a bit of shyness when she was praised like this, she turned her head slightly, her eyes seemed to be hesitating, and finally she seemed to make up her mind and sat at Riddle's feet, looked up at him devoutly and said, "But I don't want to be a member of the White family , I want to be your daughter, Master. Can I call you Father from today on?"

"No!" This sentence seemed to have touched Riddle's bottom line. He pushed Cecil out fiercely, his eyes were burning with anger, and the girl froze with horror in her eyes, and she fell to the ground and watched An unbelievable look appeared in Riddle's eyes.

The girl trembled and said, "Why?"

Riddle took a few deep breaths and sat down again. He was silent for a while and did not explain the question to her. Instead, he said coldly, "Extend your left hand, Cecil."

She dared not refuse, and stretched out her left hand tremblingly.Riddle took her hand and rolled up her sleeve, put his wand against Cecil's wrist, and then said the spell.She seemed to be in extreme pain, her face paled in an instant, and the sweat on her forehead even dripped to the ground. Riddle let her go after reciting the spell.For a moment, Fletta was very distressed and ran over. Although he knew it was useless, he sat next to Cecil and tried to touch her head. At that moment, he saw clearly the tattoo totem composed of skulls and snakes on her arm. ——Black magic seal.

"I don't need children, I just need strong people to help me complete my career."

The world began to collapse again, and the third memory came suddenly.

Fletta came to the cocktail party in an instant, he was still a little baffled, men and women in tuxedos and evening gowns stepped on him and walked through him back and forth.

... well, they're not real anyway.Fletta was a little cautious when he was ignored. This time, he automatically found the silver-haired girl without anyone else showing up. This was his mother's memory, and the silver-haired girl Cecil was undoubtedly his mother.The boy was shocked and overwhelmed after reading two memories in a row... So his mother used to be under the Dark Lord?Uh, it looks like the Dark Lord almost became his grandfather?Merlin!Don't make such jokes with your baby.

A man with platinum blonde hair passed through Fleta again. At that moment, Fleta wanted to call out Draco's name, but after a closer look, he found that although he was very similar, this person seemed to be a little different from the senior. , It seems to be a bit similar to that Abu.Fletta blinked, and waved to the man: "Hello, Uncle Lucius, it's a pleasure to meet you here, I'm you...well, I'm your future son's follower and mount. "

Lucius Malfoy didn't even pay attention to him, and walked through with a noble smile on his face, and stomped on him a few times.

Fletta touched her nose feeling a little dingy, and ran to find her mother.This time he found Cecil on the second floor of Malfoy's house where the dinner party was held.At this time, Cecil is already a young girl. Time flies, and the dirty little white mouse and the little girl who smells like milk have turned into a dainty girl. At this time, she is wearing a silver night dress Dress, silver decoration makes her shine in the dark and complements her hair.She stood alone in the shadow of the corner of the stairs on the second floor, leaning on the stands, watching the banquet below coldly without saying a word.

Fletta smiled happily: "Ma Ma, you are so beautiful. Next time we spend Christmas together, you can also wear it like this. I guarantee that my dad will definitely lose his soul."

Footsteps were heard behind them, and Fleta thought it was Riddle again, but it was another gentleman.It has to be said that this gentleman is not as handsome as the young Riddle, nor is he as beautiful as Mr. Abu, who is so gender-ambiguous, but there is a natural sense of melancholy in his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

"Miss White, won't you go down?"

"I am not interested."

"The Dark Lord asks you to get to know these nobles, they will be our strength."

"I'm not interested!" Cecil repeated sternly. "I'm not interested in his plans."

"What made you so angry? In fact, you have become a little strange since you returned from going out with the Dark Lord a month ago." The delicate gentleman's voice was also soft, like silk slipping into the running water.

"Regulus. He killed people. Facing so many insignificant people, he killed them one by one in front of me."

"Isn't that a normal thing?" Regulus said flatly with some emotion flashing in his eyes.

"But he killed a lot of wizards. He also killed one of my...friends. I watched her die in front of me. She kept looking at me as if asking why I didn't save her. However, the reason she died was because She's a half-breed!"

"That person is no different from pure-blood wizards. She is very knowledgeable and has a good personality. She is completely different from the inferior half-blood I have always imagined. But the teacher killed her without saying a word, and immediately deprived her of her life in the world. The power above! Why is it so overbearing and cruel, and what else can't the teacher do?"

Cecil took a deep breath, her eyes were a little red, she is a stubborn and strong witch who never shed tears easily, "I even began to question whether he was right, since he became obsessed with the act of immortality. He became more and more terrifying, paranoid, and cold-blooded. Every time I saw his behavior, I felt that he was going against my inner thoughts... Regulus, you told me not to trust the teacher too much, you have already seen Do you understand all this?"

Regulus' eyes seemed to be burning with flames, which was a kind of clarity about his future destiny: "Of course."

"Regulus. Black, I don't understand you. You come from a noble bloodline, and you served the Dark Lord instead of your brother who defected, but you don't seem to be really loyal. What is going on in your heart..."

Suddenly Cecilia stopped talking, and Fletta heard their conversation inexplicably, one head and two big, two eyes turned into mosquito coils and kept circling, and she was about to foam at the mouth and faint.At this time, a large boa constrictor with dark patterns swam out from nowhere. Shrunk.

The boa constrictor Nagini climbed up Cecilia's ankles, spitting snake letters, and finally coiled around her body. The snake's head approached her ears and hissed a few times.Because this is her mother's memory, Fletta can easily know what it is talking about: [The Dark Lord is looking for you, go quickly. 】Fleta was very nervous and stood in front of his mother, waving his hands: "Don't go, don't go, don't go! Don't go to see Voldemort!"

Cecilia was silent for a second, and suddenly she turned into an Animagus. The silver adder also hovered on the ground, and swam into the darkness with the two snakes, Nagini.

The author has something to say: (1)

little girl turns silver coins into butterflies

Fletta also became a butterfly in the final exam last year.

have connection.

Fleta grew up doing well in the Foreign Office.

Draco came to pick him up from get off work to take him home for dinner.

Standing not far away, he watched Fletta having a happy chat with an Austrian princess.

Fletta has never chatted with the princess before and finds it very novel. Princess: Do you work here?

F: Yes, I am an official.

Princess: Wow, you are an official at such a young age.

F: Yes.

Princess: Then can I talk to you more in the future?

F: Yes.

Princess: The gentleman with platinum blonde hair standing over there is so handsome, he has been looking at you, do you know him?

F: Yes.

Princess: Oh my god, he's so handsome...does he have a girlfriend? !

F: No.

Princess: Then can you introduce me to him?I can be his daughter...

F: But he is my husband.