[HP] Abu's Lucky Journey

When he arrived, Abraxas hadn't woken up yet. He first took the family doctor to the medical wing. After confirming that his son was safe, he could calmly face Dumbledore: "What's going on?"

Seeing that Dumbledore briefly talked about what happened before, he comforted him: "Maybe it's not a bad thing, but it's a little hard to be sure. I've already called Gellert—"

"What do you think?" Auguston asked him in a deep voice. "Tell me, maybe I can be sure?"

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath. "Is there any sign of Abraxas' blood awakening recently?"

"Of course not. Malfoy has not awakened his bloodline for many generations." Awakening his bloodline is not that easy, although Abraxas' bloodline is somewhat stronger than his.

"Perhaps, this is just my wrong idea." Dumbledore sighed. "—I suspect they might be soul mates."

26.

What is the concept of a soul mate?

This word first appeared in the Elvish language, and it was a word used by the elves to describe their beloved.In the wizard's research on the ancient dragon, this word was also quoted, because the ancient dragon is a kind of magical creature that will live and die with its partner, and will only have one partner in its life.

As time went on, this concept was gradually used more and more.Although it is cited in many poems to praise single-minded and unique affection, it is not just an ethereal setting.In fact, wizards sometimes talk about it literally—a soul-sharing partner, and this last concept has nothing to do with love!

It was one of the many oddities that wizards struggled to explain, that two unrelated people who had never been seen before were destined to share their lives with each other.Some wizards die suddenly for no reason, perhaps simply because of the death of a soul mate he has never met.

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When Abraxas woke up from his dizziness, he unexpectedly found himself standing in front of the orphanage that was supposed to be burned down.The surrounding scenery is completely weird black and white, like old photos that have been settled for a long time.

He was ignorant, and didn't understand why he appeared in this place. When he looked down, his clothes were still colorful, and seemed so out of place with everything around him.

There was a sound of jingling bells, and a dark carriage stopped in front of the orphanage, and then a couple came down.The headmistress of the orphanage walked out of the door and welcomed them in warmly.

Abraxas hesitated, but followed them in.Sure enough, everyone regarded him as air, and no one paid much attention to him.

He watched the dean lead the couple into a small room where several children stood crowded together.Abraxas subconsciously stretched his neck to search inside, hoping to see little Tom, but found that his beloved boy was not among them.So he turned and left without hesitation, and searched around in the black and white orphanage.

He found Tom in a small yard full of dead leaves behind the orphanage. His pretty little face was equally eye-catching no matter what age he was.Abraxas rushed over excitedly, but quickly nailed his footsteps.

In front of Tom stood a small snake with the thickness of a finger. It climbed on his slender knee, spitting out its scarlet letter slowly.

This is certainly not a reason to discourage Abraxas. In fact, as a Slytherin with a snake as his coat of arms, he quite likes snakes.But it was Tom's low hiss that stopped him!

How could Tom Riddle be a Parseltongue?

Parseltongue is a very special blood gift that can only be possessed by descendants of a few magical snake-like creatures.But for British wizards, Parseltongue is completely synonymous with a family, that is Slytherin!

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The young Tom spoke to the White Snake in Parseltongue, but Abraxas couldn't understand him, but the deep and cold voice made him feel a little scared involuntarily.

Slytherin?How could it be Slytherin!Abraxas's mind was buzzing. He really hoped that Tom would have a more prominent status, but how could it be Slytherin?Now it is a foregone conclusion that pure blood nobles respect Malfoy and Black, but Slytherin will always be different for pure blood!

No, no, Slytherin is gone long ago, and it should be... Gaunt!Abraxas thought for a while, and felt that there were advantages and disadvantages to this matter. Everyone knew that Tom was not a simple person. He might have noticed something by hiding this matter?

Thinking of this, Abraxas sighed, feeling a little sad even though he knew in his heart that Tom was by no means an ordinary boy who would trust others easily.Maybe just like what Anthony said, Abraxas was too unusual for him, but in his heart, Abraxas might not be any different from others.

But soon, he cheered up again, feeling that he was thinking too much.Whether this world with only black and white colors is an illusion is still uncertain. Before these things are uncertain, no one can say for sure.

He saw two more snakes coming out of the bushes, each with a dead mouse in its mouth, and was wondering what they were doing, when he saw Little Tom stretch out a hand and grab one of the mice, without any hesitation. He brought it to his mouth without hesitation, and bit off its head in one bite!

The mouse's slender hind legs trembled slightly, and blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.Abraxas seemed to hear a shrill scream, and he watched him ate the whole raw mouse indifferently, then reached for another one, and suddenly realized that the boy he liked, he might... Not even a normal person.

He was trembling with terror, and Tom had never been so frightening.Even if Grindelwald killed someone in front of him, he would not feel scared, but the appearance of Tom chewing the mouse like this was more terrifying than any bloody picture he had ever seen.

As soon as the screen changed, he suddenly realized that he had changed places.He stood in a church and watched the dean throw Tom between the pews and back away screaming.

"The devil! The devil! You devil!" The woman looked at Tom in horror and disgust, as if hoping that he would die like this the next moment. "My merciful Lord, may your kingdom prevail... Send this devil to hell, to hell!"

Jesus who was nailed to the cross looked at the scene in front of him coldly.Tom lay on the ground without saying a word, and slowly, he showed a faint smile.

For a moment, Abraxas understood why the Dean was so afraid of him.Thomas is like a wizard living in the Middle Ages. In the eyes of Muggles, everything about him seems too abnormal.But immediately, his heart became united with the enemy, and he looked at Tom sympathetically: Even if he is a mixed race, even if one of his parents is still alive, he doesn't have to work so hard.

After all, it is difficult for a young wizard to conceal his identity, because he is still young, his bloodline structure is unstable, and small-scale magic riots are frequent on weekdays, and it is not always possible to hurt people, so it is no wonder that he will be beaten and scolded.

A priest came out of the church and asked them what was the matter.The dean pointed to Tom and said he was a devil, and asked the Lord to purify him. The pastor bent down to see Tom's condition, and immediately stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"Oh, poor Tom. He's just an ordinary boy, ma'am." He patted Tom's head, and the latter changed an innocent and pitiful expression at some point, leaving Abraxas dumbfounded.He sobbed a few times in grievance, took the priest's hand and hid behind him. "I don't know why you say that about him, but the Lord will not make things difficult for an ordinary little boy."

"How? He's a devil, a devil!" the dean rambled on, saying that he talked to snakes, smashed glass without getting close to the window, ate raw sparrows, and almost strangled a tall boy who bullied him. Not like humans.But the pastor could not hear a word. "I repeat, he's just a normal little boy, ma'am, I don't understand why you say that, but lying can go to hell just as much!"

The dean, who failed to win the pastor's trust, left in a daze. The pastor then squatted down and patted Tom on the shoulder. "Poor boy, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine how sick she was."

"Yes, Mr. Smith," said Tom, through tears. "That's why I came to admit my mistake to you. I must be a bad boy, so...so...the dean treats me like this..."

"Good boy, don't worry, of course you are a good boy, you have helped me a lot during this time." The pastor encouraged him and held his hand. "I will inform Dr. Michelle, he is a mental expert, maybe... your dean's mental condition is no longer enough to support an orphanage... Don't worry, dear, everything will be fine, I promise. "

"I really hope the dean gets better soon." Tom said innocently.

"May God bless her." Pastor Smith made a sign of the cross on his chest, and pulled Tom into the depths of the church. "Come on, I'll give you some medicine..."

Abraxas, who had witnessed the whole process, was stunned as they walked away, and when Tom turned his head, a faint sneer rose from the corner of his mouth.

The author has something to say: There should be a few more chapters about V's crush on Abu, but I don't want to fill it in, so I'll read it later. 【Fuck】

Regarding the question of whether V Da’s childhood was happy or not, there are some disputes among the fans (the original book has no reference value), but I personally think it should not be much better, because he is not only a little wizard, but also has a genetic neuropathy, no matter how cute he looks It can't be eaten as a meal either.

However, based on his IQ and ability, no one in the orphanage dared to bully him. Instead, he killed the rabbit to find the cave and gave Dumbledore a blow.

Well, if I want to give you an example... it is the old American religious movie "Omen", I don't know if anyone has seen it, it is really a devil!There is also a game version of this movie, that is "Lucius" (????ω????)

The following is a small theater for revenge society, be careful! ↓

"Thomas, do you know about parallel worlds?"

It was dark outside the window, and the lights inside were bright.Abraxas lay on Thomas' lap, his long platinum-blond hair was brighter than the lights.

Thomas ran his slender fingers through his hair, combing slowly and gently.He was flipping through the reports handed in by the Death Eaters, and he only snorted when he heard her husband's question. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Abraxas pouted and hummed. "It's just... I just remembered it suddenly." He raised his head, his blue eyes sparkled, pure and beautiful like an angel.Thomas looked down at him, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but a gentle smile, and he lowered his head and kissed the corner of his eye.

"Um...then what?"

"You said, if we weren't soul mates, what would we be like now?" Actually, it wasn't the first time Abraxas mentioned this idea, but every time he would come up with a new idea, and every time They are all so weird.

Thomas wasn't really interested in such nonsense thoughts—anyway, this world was settled, and things in other worlds couldn't affect them! ——But since the speaker was Abraxas, he listened patiently. "Could it be that we have already married each other? Maybe we have children too! However, it's really hard to imagine what your wife, Thomas, will look like..."

"You must be married." Thomas said lightly. "In my case, I probably won't stop my steps for anyone." Because those people don't have this value.

Hearing what he said, Abraxas couldn't help giggling. "So, it's still my honor?"

"It's nice of you to feel that, Abu."

"Well, even if you don't get married, you should have children, right?" Abraxas was happy in his heart, thinking more and more about the future. "Don't look at me like that, and don't underestimate the girls who adore you, maybe they are wizards? Who knows what they will do for love? But if you have a daughter, it must be a beautiful girl, if "It would be great if my son married her!"

Although Thomas is a mixed race, his children can be considered pure blood.

"Then you won't see that kind of scene." Thomas pinched his earlobe, Abraxas trembled, smiled and raised his head to kiss him.

Even if you don't have a partner by your side, at least you must have your children.In the bottom of Abraxas' heart, a soft sigh was hidden.

Thomas had no friends at all, and it was so sad to be alone.

……

"why……"

Abraxas struggled to sit up from the head of the bed, but fell down weakly.His vision has gradually become blurred, and the shadow of death has gradually spread over his head. "To kill... I don't understand..."

"What don't you understand, Abu?" Beside his bed, stood a calm and indifferent Voldemort.He was dressed for a party in his fine ornate gowns—he was going to have a funeral soon, to be precise.

"Do you not understand why I killed you, or do you not understand why I killed Anthony and the others?"

The man lying on the bed was his senior, old friend, and subordinate, and he occupied a large part of his short but long past.Yet he was dying. Voldemort stared at the pale and distorted face from the long-term pain, and suddenly felt that all this was really boring.

Death takes everything and changes no one's will.He would conquer death, and Abraxas Malfoy was dying.

Perhaps when he reaches the end of this road, no one will be able to follow him.

"You're a smart man, Abu, why bother to ask again?" He smiled mockingly. "Whether you know the reason or not, you are going to die...or should I say, do you really think I will answer you?"

Abraxas' breathing tightened suddenly, he stared at him viciously, his eye sockets slowly began to congeal, his distorted face couldn't even see the beauty he was so proud of in the past. Voldemort enjoyed his hateful and vicious eyes, curled his mouth, and hummed softly.

"This is not your time anymore, Abu." Until the person on the bed took his last breath, Voldemort straightened his bow tie and said goodbye to him.He turned and walked out of the room, speaking calmly. "But for your sake, I'll take good--take good care of Lucius. I won't let your poor, just-adult son be eaten up by those greedy guys."

"I believe he will be grateful to me."

His lonely figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, and even the last trace of outline sank into it.