[HP+ Fantastic Beasts] Fallen

To hear Riddle's name on the list of exchange students, it was expected for Abramovich.

Durmstrang has always been known for his tolerance for black magic, and his hard-line style of advocating power, which presumably fits Riddle's taste very well.

And what Riddle wants to obtain and put into action, there are very few failures. This was the case in the last life, and it is also the same in this life.

Abu didn't raise his head, and amidst the discussions around him, he poured black pepper sauce on the fresh and tender veal steak in front of him.

Riddle will be far away in Durmstrang for the next school year, which means that he is completely out of Abramovich's control. What he does and what changes will happen in Durmstrang far away.

But thinking about the good, it also allows Abu to calm down and think carefully about how to deploy the future path, how to treat Riddle-when to push him, and when to give him the path to become the "omnipotent" Dark Lord Put a hurdle on it.

The dinner was over, and Riddle was surrounded by congratulatory students, whether it was true or not.

He thanked everyone with a modest and reserved smile, but his eyes were looking around for something.

Abramovich was about to leave with Warren and the others when he suddenly made eye contact with Riddle.

Riddle's eyes lit up, showing a joyful and apprehensive expression, as if he was cautiously trying to get Abu's approval and appreciation, mixed with a trace of hesitation and reluctance.

Abu and him looked at each other for a few seconds, and it was difficult to equate the cute boy in front of him with the Dark Lord in his previous life.

What was Voldemort like in the previous life at Hogwarts?

Racking his brains to recall, he found that there was only one elegant and distant figure of the younger generation who was just a nodding acquaintance in his mind.

Will the current Riddle become the violent and cruel Dark Lord?

No, it's probably because Riddle has been confused by too much contact——

The essence of a person does not change, Riddle and Voldemort are the same person no matter what.

If he just relaxed his vigilance like this, then he would probably still be headed towards that bleak ending, right?

What's more, before he thought that Voldemort had become crazy and brutal because of some influence, but now that he thinks about it, is it possible that the dignified, self-restrained and personable appearance before was just a disguise when he didn't really grasp absolute power?

Abu looked away, as if he didn't understand what Riddle wanted to express in his eyes, and followed the crowd out of the hall indifferently.

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One year later, another opening ceremony.

The step-by-step life always goes by very fast, and it is time for Principal Dippett to give a speech at the beginning of school.

After drinking the last sip of the thick and delicious creamy seafood soup and wiping the corners of his mouth, Abu looked up at Principal Dippet.

"Everyone," said the familiar opening line, "welcome to our beautiful Hogwarts after a long summer vacation.

"At this time the previous year, two outstanding students represented us at Hogwarts and went to Durmstrang and Beauxbatons to exchange and study. I think everyone missed them very much; similarly, from Durmstrang The two exchange students with Beauxbatons came to Hogwarts to spend time with us, and everyone must be very sad to leave them.

"At the end of this summer, we will welcome the return of Riddle and Cassandra, and—

The Quidditch team from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons! "

Quidditch... team?

There was an uproar in the auditorium after a brief silence, and the students were discussing excitedly.

The students didn't have enough time to discuss, the candlesticks floating in mid-air in the auditorium were instantly extinguished, and the only light came in from the suddenly opened door.

Male and female students in exquisite silk robes filed in under the leadership of a tall and thin lady. Their steps had a magical rhythm, as if they were stepping on the rhythm of a song.

The most eye-catching are some of the girls, with slim figures and good faces, and a silk robe is elegant and charming on them.

Many Hogwarts boys stared straight at them, including Warren who was sitting next to Abu.

Seeing Warren's intoxicated expression, Abu sighed helplessly, forked the pudding in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth, "Wake up, these girls have Veela blood, you are fooled by Veela. "

Anita, who was sitting on the side, watched the interaction between the two of them and giggled.

"Welcome Beauxbaton's classmates and Quidditch teacher Connie Austin!" Dippet applauded and gave Austin a hug.

Austin looked around the four colleges, and took the students to sit down at the long table in Ravenclaw.

"Durmstrang's representative team is invited below!"

Looking towards the entrance of the auditorium, the first thing that appeared was a head of blond hair shining like sunshine in the dark night.

As the blond master walked up the steps step by step, a face that was no longer young but still resolute, handsome and extraordinary was revealed in everyone's eyes.

This time it was Abu who was dumbfounded.

Students from Muggle families may not know who this is, but most students from magical families know him——

The current Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald.

Grindelwald's appearance at Hogwarts, does this mean that he is finally going to attack the British wizarding world?

Abu stuffed himself with pudding in a trance.

Principal Dippet obviously didn't expect that Durmstrang's leading teacher was actually Grindelwald, and he was stunned for a moment. Even Dumbledore, who has always been calm and composed, accidentally dropped the fork in his hand. on the ground.

Grindelwald walked forward with Durmstrang's students as if nothing had happened, ignored all the shocked eyes, and shook Principal Dippet's hand calmly, "I am Durmstrang Quiddi Mrs. Strange, Galvin Gray, glad to be at Hogwarts."

……

Who are you bluffing?

Abu looked at the Dark Lord who called himself Galvin Gray and sat down on the long table in Slytherin with the students.

Still sitting at the head of the table, beside him.

"Abraxas Malfoy?" Grindelwald turned his head to look at Abu with great interest, "I have known you for a long time, and my students often mention you."

"?" Abu was puzzled, as far as he knew, he didn't know any of Grindelwald's students—

No, he glanced at the double-black boy sitting behind Grindelwald. Although there was no one a year ago, there may indeed be such a "Grindelwald student" he knows now.

Tom Riddle.

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Time flies, Dafa is good

Riddle is so obedient in front of Abu, but he is shamelessly pretending to be obedient O__O