[HP] Abu's Lucky Journey

118.

Opening Regulus' room, Thomas easily found the pendant box from the bookcase, stuffed it into his pocket, and prepared to find time to solve it.

Abraxas looked around the room, pointing to a black leather notebook on the bookcase. "Look, it's Arcturus's notebook." Thomas raised his hand to take it down, and flipped the title page for him. Black's ancestor's handwriting was shining brightly in the sun—pure forever!

But it is pure that is the most difficult to do.Because Thomas was of mixed race, Arcturus disdained him, and repeatedly persuaded Auguston to try his best to let his son break up with him. It wasn't until Thomas became stronger that he offered him an olive branch—but The relationship is still not very close.

On the contrary, the two Malfoys whose family motto is "pure always wins" didn't take the matter of mixed blood seriously in their hearts - the one who always wins can be called pure!As long as Thomas had a Slytherin surname, sooner or later people would forget the fact that he was half-blood.

In other words, no one would dare to mention the fact that he was a mixed race to Thomas anymore—speaking of which, Thomas was indeed a strange creature among mixed races because he was so powerful that his first name could overwhelm his surname.

119.

Because he saw the decline of the Black family during the day, after returning to Malfoy Manor, Abraxas couldn't get up all the time, and curled up in Thomas' arms to seek comfort from his partner.

Draco was also a little uncomfortable, and ran to find his mother to act like a baby as soon as he got home.Lucius hadn't returned to the manor yet, Thomas carried his partner to the yard, lay on a cushioned recliner, and stroked his hair once in a while.

Abraxas whispered to him, "From Arcturus to Regulus, only three generations have passed." He sighed. "How did it go so fast..."

Thomas looked pale. "Back then, the Slytherin family didn't collapse at will. The world is changing, and who knows what will happen in the future?"

"You're right." Abraxas pouted his chin with emotion. "Thinking of it this way, Narcissa is not unlucky. There are three brothers and sisters left, but one is expelled, one is in Azkaban, and the other is expelled and is in Azkaban. There is no reliable one. ——But Orion is stupid to begin with, and Borroux is shrewd, but he doesn't get along with Arcturus, they are obviously a family, but they live like two families."

But thinking about his own home, he became even more depressed. "Forget it, our family can't even split up. To be honest, I think it's really Merlin's blessing that Malfoy can pass on for so long."

The family tree of the Black family has more branches as it goes down, but Malfoy's family tree is the same from top to bottom. Although there are occasional branches, they either die young or have no heirs. Abraxas can just close his eyes. Think of those names.The few girls in the history of the family were not married, either married a husband themselves, or had no husband at all—like the ancestor of Sylph, her name was directly connected with the name of her son, Abraxas saw it for the first time when he was a child It is also suspected that her heir, ancestor Eric, was probably brought back from the outside.

This is why the external family motto of the Malfoy family is pure and eternal victory, but the internal family motto is "everything is for the inheritance of the family".Abraxas was born very late, and it is said that before he was born, Auguston had already had the idea of ​​alchemy-of course, it is impossible to say that his mother's early death was not a little tricky.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but patted his husband's arm, and said solemnly: "We must have a child as soon as possible!" Having a child means having a future, even if there is only one child.Abraxas thought, anyway, he didn't want Malfoy to have only one last name, unless it was absolutely necessary.

Thomas was very disapproving.Although he accepted his partner's attitude of valuing bloodlines, for him, offspring are completely dispensable. Anyway, it is good for him to finish his life brilliantly, and the future of Slytherin has nothing to do with him.

"Okay, stop thinking about it." He kissed the corner of his partner's mouth. "When we return to our own world, everything will be different."

Anyway, it is impossible for him to be the same as himself in this world anyway.

120.

When Lucius came back in the evening, he brought back Hufflepuff's gold cup and carefully packed it in a box.Abraxas nodded with a smile, but he didn't take over at all, and directly directed the house elf to take it to Thomas in the study.

He was holding Draco in his arms and talking about family history, while analyzing the marriage situation between the families of his classmates in the academy and Malfoy, with a happy smile on his face as always. "Do you need to find Thomas? He's not very busy right now, so it's just right to go to him."

"No, no, no." Lucius shuddered, he was really afraid of Thomas, and didn't want to get close to him at all. "Let's not bother L...he."

"Don't, Luke." Abraxas blinked his eyes, his eyes were somewhat meaningful. "Go and meet Thomas, you did a good job today, maybe he will give you a reward."

Lucius hesitated.He just didn't want to get close to Thomas, but he felt that Abraxas should understand the other's temper far better than him.After much deliberation, he nodded and went to the study as well.

Draco snuggled into Abraxas' arms and rolled his eyes, a little surprised. "As expected of Lord Slytherin, it's the first time I've seen Dad respect someone so much."

awe?Abraxas pinched his face with a smile.There must be fear, respect, then maybe.

After a while, Lucius returned with a happy face, looking at Abraxas with warmth and gratitude. "Father, you know—"

"I don't know anything, and you didn't tell me anything." Abraxas grinned. "Good things always happen, though, right?"

"Yes." Lucius also laughed and touched his arm subconsciously.There had been an ugly mark there until just now, the most humiliating mark in his life-but just now, Thomas' finger brushed his arm, and it was so easy to erase the mark.

He was naturally happy, but at the same time a little melancholy - the shadow that had shrouded him for more than ten years, actually dissipated so easily?

"Cough cough." He was in a daze when he heard Abraxas coughing.As soon as he lowered his head to meet Draco's curious eyes, Lucius suddenly remembered his dignity as a father and straightened his back. "Draco, why are you always pestering grandpa, so willful."

Platinum Xiaolong was also shot while lying down, but he was not in a hurry, turned around and hugged Abraxas' arm pitifully, blinking his eyes with aggrieved expression.

So Abraxas, who was still smiling kindly (?) just now, changed his face instantly, hugged his grandson and drove his son away impatiently. "Don't you have anything else to do? Go and accompany Narcissa if you have nothing to do, and don't hinder me from telling Draco a story." Turning around, he kissed Draco's tender face. "You little elf!"

On the other end, Lucius was walking down the corridor leading to the bedroom, with a rare smile of total comfort on his face.

I just don't know, how is father doing in another world?

……

another world.

"General!"

Arcturus made a serious face and took his kingdom one step forward. "you lose!"

"Ah!!!" Auguston messed up his long platinum hair and shook his head vigorously. "You must be cheating!!!"

"It's fine if it's wizard chess, it's Muggle chess, so there's no need to cheat." Arcturus gave him a blank look. "Take it off quickly, you won't renege on your debt again, will you?"

"Take it off!" The old Mr. Malfoy threw away the socks heroically, completely forgetting that there was only a pair of underwear left on his body and the portrait of his son was still on the side. "Come again!"

The portrait of Abraxas at this time... Finally, he couldn't stand the frenzied undressing chess of the two fathers, and decided to go to the garden corridor to relax.

The author has something to say: It’s not my fault that nobles are sick in private, it’s easy to become psychotic if you pretend to be X too much!

And as soon as I write chess, I can't help thinking about EC...! ! !

Minor repairs, no one of you reminded me of such an obvious BUG...