[HP+ Fantastic Beasts] Fallen

"Abu, drink tea." Anita brought a cup of Ceylon black tea with excellent color, luster and fragrance to Abu, with a deliberate flattery in her manner.

Abu gave Anita a strange look, and took a sip tentatively. There was nothing wrong with it, but it was just a good cup of black tea.

But things are definitely not that simple. After all, Anita, who has always acted like Her Majesty, sits with Warren like a student who has written an "F" assignment and is about to be reprimanded by the professor.

"...Tell me, what did you do?" Abu sighed and put down the fine porcelain teacup.

The two exchanged glances, and Anita kicked Warren's shin under the table.

With a panoramic view of the small movements on the opposite side, Abramovich looked at Warren.

"Abu, you really look like my father now..." Warren scratched his hair and murmured, "Although you haven't wanted to play Quidditch since the third grade..."

A bad premonition floated in his heart, and Abu asked, "But?"

"But...but...uh..." Warren shrank his neck under Abramovich's gaze.

"But we feel that only if you are the Seeker's team can we feel safe, so we signed you up for the Hogwarts representative team selection without authorization!" Anita glared at Coward Warren with hatred , desperately roared out.

"Anita..." Resting her forehead with a headache, "I didn't expect you to be as impulsive as Warren."

"Come on, Abu," Anita, who had thrown the big stone out of her heart, returned to her normal state, sat down in a relaxed posture, and brushed back her luxuriant honey-colored long hair, "Don't be old-fashioned all day, we're going to call you 'Uncle Malfoy' ' is."

"You don't want to get cold feet," went on Anita. "You need some exercise to add to your vigor, 'Uncle Malfoy.'"

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Quidditch field.

Warren and Anita were successfully selected as the goalkeeper and batsman of the Hogwarts representative team.

Notably, Warren is the goalie and Anita is the hitter.

It seems to be the opposite of their personalities.

Anita has always paid attention to elegant appearance and posture, and she is usually calm and calm in dealing with people, but she is unexpectedly violent and cunning in Quidditch matches. Queen of Ghosts, the Bludger acts like a flexible cannonball under her bat.

She is simply a nightmare for other academy teams, almost frightening.

And Warren as the guard dog... no, the goalkeeper, is also very remarkable, and few people can let him leave the goal post basket.

"Abraxas Malfoy."

It was Abramovich's turn to participate in the selection, and Anita and Warren, who were sitting aside, made encouraging gestures.

Quidditch is an old memory for Abu.

After taking over the Malfoy family in his last life, he never played Quidditch.

In his mind, Quidditch was a sport for minors, body bumping, screaming and cheering, passionate and somewhat rude, this kind of thing was too far away from the quiet desk, and it was no longer suitable for him.

After rebirth, he naturally used his studies as an excuse to quit the Quidditch team.

Now, by accident, he got on the broomstick again.

There seemed to be a strange pulse running up the hand holding the broomstick, and the body trembled unconsciously.

The Snitch was released, and he was completely attracted by the little golden sphere.

Flying lightly into the air, the cheers of the Slytherins participating in the selection gradually faded away in their ears.

Strange yet familiar fighting spirit burns in the blood.

When he recovered, the Golden Snitch was already in his hands.

Getting off the broom, the referee looked at the stopwatch in amazement, "One minute and 50 seconds, your reaction is really fast, you followed the golden snitch as soon as it was released. The result of this selection is already obvious, but The Golden Snitch was released in advance during the official competition, so it's not so easy to catch, so don't take it lightly."

Nodding and handing the Snitch back to the referee, Abramovich walked towards Warren and Anita.

The two rushed forward and hugged Abu.

"Abu, you really are the best!"

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late at night.

After a day of magic spell practice, Abu came out from the Room of Response.

The right eyelid keeps twitching, and I always feel that I will encounter some trouble——

"Gellert Grindelwald, what are you doing at Hogwarts!"

"Al, calm down, I don't have any bad intentions, but I just bring my lovely students to play a Quidditch exchange match."

Grindelwald actually called Dumbledore "Al"?Unexpectedly, the greatest White Wizard in the future and the previous Dark Lord are old acquaintances?

It seems that the relationship is quite close, or that they used to be very close. It is rare to hear Dumbledore speak in such an angry tone.

"I suppose you are not so free, Mr 'Galvin Gray'."

"Since you want to know the answer so much, I might as well tell the truth."

Grindelwald's voice paused for a few seconds, as if considering how to organize the language.

"I've seen Amy, she looks like Arianna...Al, get your wand off my chin just a second, and hear me out. She reminds me of the past, and makes me a runaway coward." Courage to take this step to Hogwarts.

"I'm wondering if it's not so bad, if it's not so bad, if we still have a chance at redemption—

"Also, I really miss you, our old days... my Al."

Abu held his breath, as if he heard something terrible... If he was found out, he would probably be silenced, right?

Move your steps carefully, taking advantage of the fact that the two great wizards standing at the top of the magic have not noticed that there is an extra person here, it is too late to leave now.

Before taking a few steps, he bumped into a wall of flesh, and Abu was so shocked that he almost cried out——

The other party quickly covered Abu's mouth with his eyes and made a silent movement.

The bright moonlight illuminated the man's face, a young and handsome boy's face.

Riddle.

The author has something to say:

It's a bit short, and it still hasn't caught up with the 3.9 update 23333

Thank you little angel Ahri for mine, hug kiss (○｀3′○)