[HP] Abu's Lucky Journey

64.

Abraxas felt that his whole back was bad!

He was just curious about whether Professor Quirrell's potato head was hiding his brother (?!), so he sneaked (swaggered) to the medical wing to peep, who knew that he was quite normal when Madam Pomfrey was still there, After Madam Pomfrey left, Professor Quirrell's whole style of painting changed!

Not only kept talking to himself, but also pinched his own neck, crying "Please... Lord... forgive me... ah... don't!...", while roaring ferociously, "Hmph, idiot, you Just scream, no one will save you (?) even if you scream your throat out!"

Abraxas: Σ(?°?△?°|||)︴

what to do?I seem to know a shocking secret!

Professor Quirrell he he he he he he he... he had an affair with himself (?) ah!

Fortunately, right away, he saw a cloud of black mist jumping down from Professor Quirrell's hood.And Professor Quirrell cried and knelt on the hospital bed and called it "Lord".

Huh——Abraxas breathed a sigh of relief: It's not just that he likes himself, although Professor Quirrell likes a black fog a little bit weirdly, but this is true love!

He thought this in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Professor Quirrell with sympathy: I didn't expect him to be so sentimental (?), and I must tell Draco when I go back... If he dares to do such a thing in the future!He let Lucius break his leg!

However, although his father also has lovers of other species, it is impossible for him to be a black mist—how can a black mist do X?He immediately fell into new doubts.So, this thing shouldn't be his brother? (Auguston: ...)

He was struggling with some messy things there, and the conversation between the Dark Lord and Professor Quirrell was still going on.

"What happened just now? Who the hell was rude to the noble Dark Lord?!" The one-seventh hidden in Quirrell's potato head is definitely the stupidest one in the slice. Don't know who on earth would wake him from his sleep - Dumbledore?No, no... Even if Dumbledore did find him, he wouldn't wake him up at this time.

Of course, it is impossible for him to know that there is Abraxas, the soul behind the cheating. No matter how irritable he is, he still can't figure out the reason, so he can only vent his anger on Quirrell.He is now attached to Quirrell, almost completely controlling the body, as long as he thinks about it, Quirrell rolls on the bed in pain, screaming miserably.Even Abraxas was interrupted by his misery, craned his neck to see what had happened to him.

After a while, the black mist became weak from exhaustion and returned to the hood again.Quirrell lay weakly on the bed as if he had been soaked in water, unable to move anymore.

Abraxas rolled his eyes and swished back to Draco.

"Quickly, Draco!" he demanded in his grandson's ear. "Let's go find Dumbledore!"

65.

Abraxas asked Draco to find Dumbledore, but of course he couldn't use his mouth to tell Dumbledore Quirrell. He scratched his head and thought about it, and only asked him if Dumbledore could come up with A way to communicate with him.

Draco didn't understand why, but Dumbledore immediately understood his intention.He didn't know what Abraxas wanted to say to him, so he teased tentatively: "Could it be that you miss me and want to tell me how you miss me alone?" He blinked at the air behind Draco.

Platinum Xiaolong suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, and the look in his eyes was meaningful.

Abraxas sighed leisurely: "No, actually, I miss my godfather, so I just want to reminisce about the past with you, godmother."

Draco's eyes were more meaningful, and he immediately relayed what Abraxas said.

Dumbledore: "..."

"Ahem, I'm old, I really can't think of a way out, everything depends on Merlin's protection." Dumbledore stroked his beard, and mercilessly drove the two Malfoys out together.

66.

"Grandpa, do you really want to catch up with Principal Dumbledore?" Draco asked curiously on the way back to the cellar. "Gellert Grindelwald...I've only seen that name in books."

"Yes, he is as great as you, Professor Dumbledore! I really like him!" Abraxas was still thinking about his own thoughts, but when he heard Grindelwald's name, he immediately squinted happily. squint. "My black magic is almost all taught by him. When you grow up, I will teach you slowly." I didn't consider the possibility that I might go back halfway.

Draco nodded: "He is indeed the greatest dark wizard in Germany, but..." He hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice. "If I learn too much Dark Arts, I'll be called a Death Eater by those stupid lions again..."

Abraxas was slightly taken aback: "...What does black magic have to do with Death Eaters?"

Draco pursed his lips, obviously upset.Abraxas coaxed him: "Aren't most of the magic we learn are black magic? Isn't magic just about practicality?" He thought for a while and added. "Actually, the boundary between black magic and white magic is not very clear... As long as it doesn't hurt people, any magic is nothing more than white magic. Only when it hurts people can it be classified as black magic."

However, he has always been pampered. Although the magic power can support many large-scale black magic, but the taboo black magic like "Avada Kedavra" and "Bone Cruciating" have never been used at all.

Draco was touched by him, and he briefly told him some things he had heard about the Death Eaters, including that they used black magic to slaughter many Muggles and wizards, and even Diagon Alley was killed. Fried several times.Abraxas was stunned when he heard that, completely unable to imagine how such a group of people existed.

Although he has also heard about the actions of some ferocious dark wizards, such as how much they love to kill, and how they torture those poor people before killing, but after all, he has never seen it. Hearing what Draco said, he just took it for granted that " This group of people is so scary, [-]% of them are sick", and then ignored this problem with peace of mind.

Then he suddenly remembered a crazy fact.

——He and Lucius in this world seem to be Death Eaters ヽ(*.>Д<)o゜? !

67.

When summoned by Draco's letter, Lucius thought that Abraxas just missed him, so he asked him to meet at Hogwarts.However, when he came to Hogwarts through the fireplace in the head Slytherin's office as usual, he immediately pulled Abraxas out of the office.

"What's the matter, father?" Lucius quickly followed Abraxas' footsteps while maintaining his elegant posture. "What happened?"

"It's okay, let's go to Draco's bedroom to talk." Abraxas was still holding Draco with his other hand, but when he reached the door of the cellar, he pushed his grandson out. "Okay Draco, you go to the hall to eat."

Draco was a little unhappy, and gave Abraxas a accusing look. "Take me away every time..." Cross the river and tear down the bridge!

Lucius raised his eyebrows, but Abraxas immediately reminded him. "Did you forget that you have a date tonight? If you don't go to the lobby for dinner, Harry and the others will definitely think you have some conspiracy."

Draco thought so too, although he really wanted to trick him, he had to act as if nothing was wrong.Coupled with the fact that self-willedness is likely to make Lucius angry, he hesitated for a while, and ran to the hall happily.

So when Abraxas turned his head, he met his son's thoughtful gaze.

"Who is Draco going on a date with tonight, Father?"

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