[HP+ Fantastic Beasts] Fallen

In the middle of the night, the Hogwarts castle was empty, and the darkness and silence were oppressive.

Abu walked in the castle at a loss, not knowing where he was and why he was here, wandering unconsciously in the dark and dark ancient castle.

I'm so tired... I can't use all my strength, but I can't stop...

feel sleepy.My mind went blank.

As I was walking, suddenly my feet were empty and I fell straight down—I wanted to scream, but my throat seemed to be blocked.

"Senior, have you ever heard of the Riddle family? I, I guessed that my father might be a wizard, but I couldn't find—"

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

"It's not ready yet, the blond uncle hasn't come yet."

"But Abu, I advise you to put it down a bit. Fate is always unpredictable, and it's no good to be too worried."

"Love Grass has a sweet aroma, smelling it for a long time will make people... fall in love."

"Master Malfoy, may I invite you to a dance?"

"I just don't think I need to hide it from you."

"Maolizi has an uncanny ability to detect who is corrupt or suspected."

"... Riddle can be said to be half a warrior."

One after another, grotesque scenes flashed in front of him, and different voices sounded in his mind, and he was overwhelmed by the fear and powerlessness of falling straight down and the confusion of not knowing what happened, but his blank mind was powerless to think about anything, His hands were grasping helplessly upwards, as if longing for something to save him...but there was nothing he could grab.

Finally, he stepped on the ground with weak legs, and all the various pictures and sounds disappeared in that instant.

In the silence, in front of him was an unfathomable crack emitting a faint and mysterious light——

The rift in time and space in the basement of Hogsmeade.

Abu looked at the crack in front of him in a daze, his eyes were empty, and he unconsciously stretched out his hand slowly, the palm of his hand was submerged in the unpredictable blue-green light——

"Meow!"

Suddenly woke up from the dream, Abu sat up from the bed, Nancy was squatting beside his pillow, raised her head worriedly and licked his chin.

It seems... What did I dream about?

Abu rubbed his forehead, but couldn't remember the scene in the dream, but felt extra heavy and tired.

After touching Nancy's head, he got out of bed and added some cat food to her. Abu put on the robe hanging on the side, went to the table and poured a glass of warm water, and sipped it slowly. His dry and hoarse throat felt much better.

The black lake outside the window is still peaceful at night, only the soft sound of water and the mysterious mermaid singing from afar.

Warren was fast asleep on one side of the bed, snoring a little.

Picking up the wand and waving it, a fluorescent number appeared in front of him.

Ten past four in the morning.It's still early.

Go to sleep a little longer.

Abu yawned, took off his robe and lay down again on the warm bedding.

This time, he stopped dreaming, and soon fell into a deep dream.

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"Abu, if you don't get up, you will be late!"

Warren's voice woke him up, and Abu swayed on the bed, and slowly stood up, "Merlin's beard, I think I slept for a quarter of an hour...it will be dawn."

Wearing a tie and leaning in front of him, Warren asked curiously, "I haven't seen you lying in bed for 800 years. What, did you have a sexual dream?"

Abramovich pushed Warren's big face away and scolded with a smile, "Go away, guy with a head full of love potions."

"By the way, Lauren Kitto, the Quidditch captain of our academy, came to see you just now. I didn't call you when you were still asleep."

"What's the matter, what's the matter with him?" Abu asked curiously as he walked to the bathroom to wash in his slippers.

"I said I want you to attend their training this evening and give them a boost of morale."

"Me?" After spitting out the toothpaste foam in his mouth, Abu looked at Warren in the mirror, "What can I teach them... Besides, they just won Gryffindor, their morale is high, and they need to boost their morale?"

Warren shrugged, "Maybe it's because you, as the chief, don't care too much about the Quidditch game, so I want you to pay attention to them?"

After washing his face with hot water, Abu wiped his face with a towel, and pondered for a moment, "It's okay, it happens to be fine in the evening. It's true that I haven't asked about the Quidditch team for a long time...just boost morale , just won Gryffindor, I'm afraid some people have lost their way, so I can give them some advice so they don't get too carried away."

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Today's classes are relatively relaxed, and the day passed quickly in a leisurely manner.

Anita and her bestie go back to try on new dresses that just arrived - the girls are already gearing up for the coming spring.

Warren wanted to follow, but of course Anita ruthlessly refused.So wearily said to Abu, "Anita doesn't want me anymore...then I'd better accompany you to watch Quidditch training."

Abu didn't bother to say anything to him, so he gave him a blank stare as usual, and let him follow.

Since Warren and Anita got together, his IQ has plummeted, and Abu feels like he's going to roll his eyes all over his life.

The sun has not yet fully set, and the sunset light dyes Hogwarts with a faint orange-yellow hue.

There is already some spring breath in the evening wind, with a hint of warmth and grassy aroma.

Abramovich and the two stepped into the Quidditch pitch, and the training was in full swing.

All the players wore only singles - the intense training kept them from feeling the cold.

The youthful vigor and passion almost rushed to the face, which made Abu also feel some enthusiasm for a long time.

"Wow," Warren looked around the court, "so many people watched their training, it was much more lively than expected—"

"I have to admit," Abramovich squinted at the trainees, "Quidditch is a fascinating sport."

Warren observed the people watching the training for a while—mostly girls, and then looked for someone in the air, "Aha, as I expected...the charm of Quidditch may not be as good as handsome Boy charm?"

Abu turned his head to look at Warren in doubt. Warren pointed to Riddle who was chasing the Golden Snitch, and pouted in the direction of the excited girls in the auditorium, "You think their enthusiasm is for Quidditch ? One of your admirers is really becoming more and more in the direction of 'throb'."

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Missed the update on the 25th...

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