[HP] Abu's Lucky Journey

61.

Thomas stopped holding the fork.

It was breakfast time, and he and Auguston sat on either side of the long table, with a portrait of Abraxas hanging on one wall.After finishing the bacon, Auguston gracefully wiped his mouth with a napkin, not forgetting to care about his son-in-law. "What's the matter, Thomas? Today's cake isn't to your liking?"

"No, the cake is delicious." Thomas nodded to him with a smile, turned his gaze to the French windows not far away, and let out a low exclamation. "It's just... the teacher is here, father."

There is only one person who can be called "teacher" by him, and that is Gellert Grindelwald, the king of saints far away in Germany and the godfather of Abraxas.Although the reason for him becoming Malfoy's godfather is somewhat outrageous, after getting along with him for many years, he really fell in love with Abraxas, and he always brought many gifts when he came to England to visit him.Most of the protective ornaments on Abraxas' body were also handcrafted by this world-renowned alchemist.

Because of his soulmate relationship and Thomas' own talent, he treated Thomas very well, personally taught him black magic and alchemy, and often led him to stand up among the saints, as if he had been treated as an heir.

He and his lover, Professor Albus Dumbledore, have been on and off for many years for some reason. Although they were finally relieved, the two had been single before and had no children.Although Thomas was not his own, the students he taught by himself can be regarded as justifiable.

Of course, what is the future Dark Lord's plan in mind, it is estimated that only the portrait Abraxas can clearly see his ambition and paranoia disguised under the sanctimonious appearance.But at this moment, he was only surprised by Grindelwald's sudden appearance - he had only heard about the reputation of this old devil, but had never seen a real person, let alone that he came to visit Malfoy Manor in person .

When Grindelwald got out of the carriage, he saw his students waiting respectfully at the door. Although he knew that Thomas was notoriously inconsistent, he patted him on the shoulder happily, and stuffed an exquisitely packaged gift box into his arms. "Wedding gift!" he said happily. "Where's Abu? Haven't gotten up yet?"

Thomas coughed. "You'd better come in first, I just need your help with something."

"What's the matter? What's wrong with you and you can't figure it out?" Grindelwald took off his cloak, threw it to the house elf next to him, and teased his students while unbuttoning his collar. "You really worked hard, Thomas, but since you're still on your wedding leave, you should work harder with Abraxas—don't forget to embrace the two for three years!"

Facing the ridicule of the elders, Thomas had long since lost his reaction, and calmly welcomed him into the living room.Grindelwald glanced around the living room naturally, then turned around and asked him, "Abu is really still on the bed? Dear Thomas, is my poor godson's waist okay?"

Thomas' eyes fell on the portrait on the wall whose eyes were almost out of frame, and he sighed rarely. "...I think he should be fine."

62.

"What did you say, time travel?!"

Grindelwald frowned, and listened to his students' antecedents of the matter.Auguston sat on the sofa beside him, nodding from time to time as Thomas narrated.

Even though the old devil king is well-informed, he couldn't help being a little surprised at this moment: "I've never encountered such a situation before. Most complex magic involving time and space are taboo, and this doesn't seem to be a simple time travel. "

He looked at the wall with decorative paintings, but Thomas and Auguston said that the portrait of Abraxas was also there, which made him hesitate. "It feels like they've swapped, but neither of them can fit into the other's world. The only medium is you—blood relatives and soul mates. There should be Malfoy in another world."

Auguston's expression suddenly became a little subtle. "There is a son and a grandson." Is it really Malfoy's fate to be single?

Grindelwald pondered for a moment. "I'll ask Albus what he thinks." That wasn't his area of ​​expertise.

"I'll go with you." Auguston stood up resolutely, and pressed Thomas' shoulder by the way. "You can stay with Abu."

Thomas: "...Yes, Father."

It wasn't until he walked out of Malfoy Manor that Grindelwald asked gossipingly, "What? Abu and Thomas in another world don't have a good relationship?"

"It's not just bad, I think it's a grudge." Auguston shrugged.He felt that his precious son and Thomas were not a good match early in the morning. If it weren't for the basically insoluble bond of soul mate, he would never have agreed to let them get married. "With Thomas' ambition, if they weren't together, it would be normal for Malfoy to get in the way."

"You can take it easy." Grindelwald teased him a few words. "However, with Thomas' cruel heart, it is indeed normal for him to do anything. Many times he reminds me of an old friend. His dream is too big and his strength is too strong. If there is no proper restraint, sooner or later he will go too far. Losing himself far away. Having said that, if he had had the identity of Abraxas from the beginning, maybe everything would have been different.”

Both of them knew who the "old friend" he was talking about was well known.Auguston sighed softly. "Fortunately, my Abraxas will never be his hindrance."

62.

Abraxas felt that the whole portrait of himself was bad!

Grindelwald is his godfather?The old devil is his godfather?Merlin on!How can this be!

Although the Malfoy family is strong, Gellert Grindelwald has always been above the top, and Abraxas believes that he has no advantages that he can value.And Thomas became his student inexplicably, which made him take it for granted.

Being able to replace his reputation as the second Dark Lord, the future Voldemort would have stood at the same height as Grindelwald.What Tom Riddle lacks is never strength but opportunity. He is destined to climb to the top and become the king, and clear away all obstacles in the way.

But...he looked at Thomas, who was sitting at the dining table reading a newspaper.He was handsome, elegant, and personable. From the outside, no one would know that this man was a dirty and lowly Mudblood, just like no one would know how cruel his nature was hidden under his sanctimonious appearance.

"Don't look at me with that look, Abraxas." Thomas turned over a page of the newspaper and glanced at the portrait coldly.That look was like a sharp knife, which made Abraxas shudder, and he couldn't help hiding in the corner of the picture frame.

——This is the most fatal one among the countless Voldemorts he has seen.

His lineage is recognized, his strength is recognized, and he has a soul mate who will accompany him for life, as if all his childhood misfortunes were exchanged for today's achievements.Thinking about the Voldemort he was familiar with again... Abraxas always felt sorry for them, because they probably never knew what true happiness was like in their whole life.

Fortunately, in his world, Lord Voldemort was already dead.

The author has something to say: Slice V: The Dark Lord Is Immortal!

Thomas: ...This chuunibyou must not be me.

I couldn't help but imagine the brain hole of Abraxas, a half-breed orphan, and Thomas, the young master of Slytherin.

...I always think that the domineering president will fall in love with me, why? !

☆, Part [-]: Abraxas died in the N week

3.

Since then, as if a switch had been flipped, every time Abraxas closed his eyes because of death, he would soon wake up in the past again.

Sometimes it was childhood, sometimes it was student days, and even once back to the eve when he was poisoned to death by a glass of poisoned wine.Abraxas struggled with all his strength, tried his best to change the ending, but after all, he was a submissive character, and after several efforts, there was still no result, so he gradually gave up struggling.

During this period, he let his father adopt Tom Riddle when he was a child, tried his best to win over Tom Riddle when he was a student, and guarded against Tom Riddle who tried to kill him... Most of the endings are still He was killed by the other party, and in a small part of the world he was able to turn defeat, very rarely... In very special circumstances, they once shook hands and dealt with Dumbledore together.

Abraxas never imagined that he would face such a fate.

He even committed suicide continuously when it was really unbearable, but after death, he would start all over again.Once again, he had to face those scenes that seemed to be hard to mind forever—when he first met Tom Riddle, when he was excited about the future, when his enemies turned into enemies and died one after another...

And when he was dying, when Voldemort held him tenderly in his arms, whispering like a close lover——

"Abraxas, for whom are you weeping?"

4.

After experiencing a lot, Abraxas gradually became numb.For a while, he even sat on the sidelines, knowing what the future would look like, but still doing nothing.

Voldemort had always been Voldemort, always the ambitious, hard-hearted Dark Lord.He looked down on everything, never gave up on his ideal even in the humblest moment, his eyes were always looking into the distance, and he killed all obstacles in the way without hesitation.

Abraxas once felt that he would never be able to figure out his thoughts, but gradually he also understood.Tom Riddle is naturally not omnipotent. When he was young, he was also confused, rejoiced because he found his relatives, sad because of betrayal, and fearful because of the unknown.

He once envied him, feared him, envied him, hated him...Maybe there was also love, Abraxas didn't know it well, this kind of feeling really had no place in the Dark Lord's heart, even if it existed, for them The complex relationship of .

He had experienced Voldemort's presence time and time again, sometimes far away from him, sometimes very close to him.Even at the end, Abraxas had an inexplicable feeling in a trance: Maybe Merlin gave him a chance to take revenge, but he wanted him to repay it with the price of eternal life.

Once again, he held the poisoned wine, and just before he brought it to his mouth, he suddenly put the wine glass back on the table.

"Tom." He called out his old classmate's name calmly, not missing the surprise flashing across his eyes. "I'm really tired. I want to tell you something. You know I can't kill you now. Can you give me some time to finish talking?"

The Dark Lord was silent.He looked him up and down with queer eyes for a moment, then nodded charitably.

"Thank you." Abraxas sat down on the sofa opposite him, and there was a small coffee table with tea sets in front of him.From such a close distance, he could clearly see Voldemort's crimson eyes - so clear that he never hesitated.

Abraxas took his time and finished talking about his experiences these days word by word, from his first death to his rebirth this time.He didn't know whether the suspicious Voldemort believed his words, but he still wanted to say it; anyway, after another death, he would definitely usher in another life closely related to Voldemort, even once, he wanted another A client also knows that he has experienced so many, so many——

Of course, Abraxas's life cannot be said to be only Voldemort, but it can never be said to be without Voldemort.He ran through his happy and carefree student days and his mediocre youth; and he witnessed his low-level student days and ambitious youth days, but there was no future——

Finally, Abraxas asked him: "Can you answer me? Does your so-called dream have to step on our corpses?"

Arcturus went missing while hunting, and when he was found, he had been bitten to death by a monster, and half of his body had been eaten.

Anthony died in a shootout while inspecting properties in the Muggle world, taking at least thirteen shots all over his body.Margaret almost cried to death, but Anthony's youngest son was not saved after all.

Agatha swallowed her last breath on the hospital bed, and before she died, she clutched his wrist tightly, her nails digging into his flesh and blood.Less than a month after her death, her father, Mr. Heinrich, died of grief and illness, and the power of the saints in his hands fell into the hands of an unknown member of the saints.

Now that glass of poisonous red wine was placed in front of Abraxas, and he had actually died several times because of it.He fixedly looked at the devil in front of him who ruled everything, and insisted on getting a result from him.

However, Voldemort didn't answer and asked instead, "So... you have lived forever?"

Abraxas was slightly taken aback, only feeling a basin of cold water poured down his face.Immediately, he laughed.

He laughed heart-piercingly for a long time, and even burst into tears. "Yes! Yes!...I have obtained eternal life!"

He raised his head, unable to hide the hatred and loneliness in his eyes.Those feelings that had been silent in his heart suddenly surged up as if being rekindled, and burned blazingly in his heart.He said angrily: "I should have known...I obviously knew, you don't care at all."

How many people died because of his dream?Perhaps even Voldemort himself didn't know.But he doesn't care, and he doesn't care at all about what Abraxas said. The only thing he cares about is-eternal life, and trampling the world under his feet.

Voldemort shot almost instantly, pointing his wand at him.Abraxas was faster than him, and without using a wand, he quickly crushed the poison sac hidden behind his teeth.

If it were the Abraxas that Voldemort knew well, he would definitely not have the courage to do so.Abraxas thought, looking at his approaching face, showing one last smug smile.

5.

Revenge is like a drug, the more you immerse yourself in it, the more fun you will feel.

Abraxas hummed, and carefully sewed the facial features of the head in his arms tightly with needles and hair.His clothes were soaked red with blood, and there was a pot of potions beside him.Broken arms and stumps scattered all over the ground beside him, and the whole room was like Shura's hell.

Unaware, he dipped his index finger into the potion, put it into his mouth and tasted it, and then satisfactorily applied the potion to his head and cheeks.

The tightly sewn mouth opened suddenly, calling out his name. "Abu...Abraxas..." The voice was small and low.

Abraxas raised his hand and pinned his hair back behind his ear. "What's the matter, Tom?" He intentionally imitated the tone that Voldemort usually called him, and he also called him by his most hated real name, with a slightly raised ending, revealing a bit of a smile.

"Are you really... Abraxas...?"

"Is it not me, or who?" Abraxas replied cheerfully. "Are you surprised? This is a coming-of-age ceremony I specially prepared for you!"

The head was silent for a moment.Then he said, "I thought...at least...you were going to cry for me."

He didn't ask him why he did this, did he take everything for granted?Abraxas thought so, and replied casually: "I have cried for you, but you didn't know it."

He thought and thought, and changed his answer again: "No, in fact, you asked me at that time, but at that time, I didn't have the strength to answer you anymore."

6.

Again and again, he walked past Tom Riddle.

"Senior." The annoyed junior finally called out to him. "Sorry, can you be quiet for a moment?"

"Tom, well, I have a question to ask you." Abraxas put his hands in his robe nonchalantly. "Would you like someone to cry for you?"

"What?" The black-haired wizard seemed a little confused. "Why are you crying for me..."

"For example, when you died, I was sad for you or something." Abraxas looked calm and reached out to pat him on the shoulder. "How many do you think there will be?"

Tom laughed.He looked so unassuming and harmless, gentle and shy.

"Surely there are not as many seniors." He said shyly. "I'm not as popular as a senior."

"Really?" Abraxas murmured. "I don't think there will be any at all."

"Senior, what do you mean..."

Before Tom could finish his angry words, a gunshot interrupted him.Abraxas finished firing a bullet with a cold face, ignoring the screams in his ears and the blood splashed on his body.

Until Tom swallowed his last breath, his eyes that couldn't close were fixed on him.He calmly threw away the pistol under the venomous eyes, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, turned to Dumbledore who came in a hurry and said, "I killed him for you, you don't need to thank me. My father has already helped me After completing the formalities, I will be a student of Durmstrang starting tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he left Hogwarts with a sneer, thinking in his heart, how much headache Dumbledore will have in the next period of time.

The author has something to say: Actually... Abraxas can also attack!

But it was only when he was a student at V University that he dared to be so crazy_(:з)∠)_

By the way, I forgot to mention, as for Abraxas being able to successfully complete two kills in the 56th quarter, it is because V University has his own notebook Horcrux!But Abraxas already knew it, but at this moment he already felt that death doesn't matter and he just wants to be more cruel...