Mentor and Friends

"Back?" Abraxas had just returned to Malfoy Manor when he was stopped by the old Malfoy who was beside him.

"Father." Abraxas looked at him, and then came back to his senses.

"Abu, you seem to have something on your mind." Old Malfoy looked at him, frowning.

"Father, I saw a man at Tom's wedding today." Abraxas sat opposite Old Malfoy and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Oh?" Old Malfoy raised his eyebrows, beckoning him to continue.

Although he originally wanted to ask about the situation at the other party's wedding, but now it seems that it is not easy for someone to get his son's attention.

"I'm sure I haven't seen him before, but he really looks like a person." Abraxas said softly, "I can't remember it for a while, but I'm sure he looks familiar."

"Really?" Old Malfoy was a little surprised, "You care?"

"En." Abu Alsass nodded, "That Evans, and a few of his friends, in my opinion, are extremely mysterious people." The people who the Malfoy family decided to investigate, actually Really only checked the superficial situation, which is really wrong.

"Since you care about it, you should figure it out yourself." Old Malfoy said, "The Malfoy family has been handed over to you, so what you want to do now should depend on your own ability."

Abraxas nodded.

"You went to the wedding scene today, did you find anything?"

"The people who are invited to the wedding are not necessarily people with power. I can be sure that Tom is very indulgent to his partner," Abraxas said. on an equal footing."

He is probably the only one who knows that during Tom's school days, he was worried about gains and losses because of that person, and there will be various abnormal situations because of that person. Although he doesn't know how they started and came to the present, he knows better than everyone else , Tom was serious about Evans.

"According to your observation, do you think it is possible for the other party to do...some other things for some reason." For example, to find a woman because of the heir issue...

"Father," Abraxas frowned, "I can only say that the answer to this question is not 'difficult', but 'absolutely not'."

"Forget it," the other party sighed softly, "If you think what to do is good for the family, then do what you want." He is old in the end. At that time, no one in his early 20s could time to achieve such success.

It is ultimately unreasonable to look at today's young people with the eyes of his era.

Tom Riddle...

Dark Duke...

I don't know when, people of their generation would be more willing to replace that person with the "Duke of Darkness". The brutality of that person's actions was enough to make people of their generation feel terrified.

Think about the people of their generation, how many people can achieve the achievements of that person?

No, none at all.

This is also the reason why he handed over the Malfoy family to Abramovich so early.

The world of wizards will be dominated by a new generation.

Abraxas returned to his room. His wife was already asleep. It was very late now. As the best man, he stopped most of the things for Tom. Under the aura, they still dare not go forward to greet each other. At this time, he is naturally the right person for that group of people.

After all, many people know that he is not only a high-level Death Eater, but also the only friend of the Dark Duke.

Thinking of what happened tonight, maybe he should also thank Evans for reducing the staff by half.

It's just that none of this was Abraxas' concern.

What he cared more about was the figure he looked very familiar with.

But he couldn't remember for a while, where exactly he saw it...

Abraxas changed into his pajamas, but stopped in front of the mirror when he was about to wash up.

He looked at himself in the mirror, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The more he watched, the more frightened he became, the more he felt that something was wrong with him.

His mirror saw that something was wrong with his master, and even swallowed us who would blurt out, without daring to say a word.

If, in front of me, my hair turns black, and the color of my eyes is a little lighter...

The more he thought about it, the more he frowned.

Finally, he took up his own wand...

……

"Huh..." Draco returned to the room, and the first thing he did was to fall down on the sofa - he rarely made such a rude move, but his nerves were extremely tense just now.

"Draco, what's the matter?" Hermione came to his side, looking at him worriedly.

"Malfoy kept staring at me before." Draco said with some worry, "I'm worried that he might see something." As the current Patriarch of Malfoy, Draco is so unlikely to be able to tell what the other party's eyes represent?

It's all about scrutiny.

Throughout the night, he was even afraid that the other party would catch him offline and ask him who he was.

Even though he confirmed that his ability is higher than that of the other party now, facing Abraxas Malfoy, Draco always has a feeling that he is facing his elders.

"That feeling is very uncomfortable." I didn't want to cause trouble for the other party, so I tried every means to hide myself, but in the end I was targeted by others because of my own reasons.

"Draco," Hermione held his hand, "we'll go back in two days, and we'll be fine if we don't confront him for now, and we have no malicious intentions."

Draco nodded, finally suppressing the worries in his heart.

They didn't intend to have too much involvement with anyone in this world, they just wanted to come to their friend's wedding.

It was not appropriate for Draco to be Harry's best man, but considering Ron's character, Draco could only take his place before Ron came back.

After all, Draco was calmer than Ron.

At this time, in Harry's room, looking at Tom who was changing clothes, Harry leaned against the bed: "Abraxas looked at Draco with something wrong," he said.

"Are you worried that Abu has other thoughts about Draco?" Tom asked.

"What are you thinking about?" Harry chuckled, "I'm worried, after all, although Draco has changed the color of his hair, it's his appearance after all... The Malfoy family are all very suspicious people."

Draco was, and so was Lucius, and there was no way Abraxas wasn't.

"Don't think too much," Tom held Harry's hand, "They'll be back in two days, and even if Abu wants to check, he probably won't have time to check it for him."

This is the truth, Harry could only nod helplessly.

"Harry," Tom kissed his neck, "today is our wedding, you shouldn't think about other things, even if that person is your best friend."

Harry wanted to say something, but Tom sealed his lips.

The pleasure came like a flood, and Harry's head was in a mess. In the end, he could only relax helplessly, put everything behind him, and let Tom get whatever he wanted.

……

Meanwhile, Voldemort finally got what he wanted.

"Are you sure there is nothing wrong with these things?" He looked at the music box in his hand and asked.

"The subordinate is sure." The other party replied mechanically.

He was another capable subordinate of Voldemort, but not willingly.

The other party looked into Voldemort's eyes, which were always empty.

He is a puppet controlled by Voldemort.

"Death Music Box..." Voldemort turned the music box in his hand, with a smug smile on his lips, "Who else knew you got it?"

"The person who handed over to me, but I have already dealt with him."

"You have done well," said Voldemort approvingly. "I should give you a present."

The other party opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but a flash of green light brought an end to his life that was already lingering.

"The Dark Lord doesn't need a puppet with his own consciousness." Voldemort looked at him condescendingly, "Your mistake was to kill that person without authorization, although your approach was correct."

Instead of looking at the corpse, he slowly opened the music box.

The low and sad music poured out slowly, and the magic spell hidden in the music box began to work because the music box was opened. The music and the magic spell were so seamlessly matched, even in the dark, the Dark Lord who likes the dark , I was also bound by it after listening to it for a long time.

He turned off the music box without hesitation.

His expression was gloomy, but he looked at the music box with satisfaction.

Since it can affect him, it can be seen the ability of this music box.

It didn't take him so long to find it because of a rumor.

There is no doubt that this music box affects the mind.

Voldemort played with the music box in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This night, a few people are doomed to toss and turn.

……

On the third day after the wedding, Hermione and the others originally planned to go back, but there was a temporary problem.

"Can't open the passage?" Harry looked at the helpless Hermione in surprise.

"Well," Hermione nodded helplessly, "it should be that the passages on both sides cannot be opened frequently, at least we can't open it twice in a short month."

"It's a restriction." Harry held his chin. "It seems that you need to stay here temporarily. It's just right. It's okay to go back after Ron's matter is resolved. But, is there any problem with you?"

The minister and deputy minister have not returned for a long time, but it is against the regulations.

"It doesn't matter. Once we don't go back after the deadline, someone will pretend to be us and go to work at the Ministry of Magic, so that they won't be suspicious." Arrangements are made.

"That's good." Harry nodded, "Stay here for a few more days, but Draco, I think you need to be careful, the Malfoy family should already be investigating you."

Draco nodded irritably.

Naturally, he knew that he had already begun to be investigated by others, and he only hoped that he would not cause trouble for the time being.

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