[HP+ Fantastic Beasts] Fallen

Although Nancy was safe and sound this time, Abu was still full of fear.

I took the time to find Newt once, and explained the general process of the incident. Although Newt was angry, he didn't blame Abu for his fault. Instead, he taught Abu some extremely rare but effective protection spells.

I have to admit that Newt is one of the best protection experts on magical animals.

He is so good, not simply due to his rich theoretical knowledge - but also his sincere love for magical animals, which allows him to really enter the world of magical animals.

After this incident, Abramovich took Nancy with him for many days, including to Hogsmeade.

"Did Nancy gain weight these days?"

Lying sprawled on the table in the soda shop, Nancy lazily enjoyed Anita's touch.

The fluffy cat's belly is really attractive, and Abu couldn't help but reach out and touch it, "It seems to be fatter, but Nancy is a heartless little guy. After the injury healed, her appetite got better."

"Speaking of Nancy's injury," Anita took a sip of lemon juice, "I think Legris is becoming more and more unscrupulous—if she hadn't been supported by the Black family and those brothers who doted on her, I really want to slap her a few times."

Abu stirred the hot cocoa in front of him, "I reminded her, if she does something to Nancy in the future, I won't let her go so easily. But Nancy has these protective spells on her now, and she won't Another chance."

"...Blake's generation has a Legris, and I really lost all face," Anita snorted disdainfully, "It's not just about Nancy, if she speaks rudely again after that, I won't care about Blake. ——I don't believe that the Blacks can do anything to me, the heir of the Morris family, for Legris, who has no future."

"What are you talking about? Blake, Morris? Anita, has your family had anything to do with Blake recently?" Warren walked over with three bags of Honeydukes' latest candy and asked curiously.

"We were talking about how to teach Legris a lesson." Anita patted the chair next to her and motioned Warren to sit over it.

"Teach Legris a lesson? That's really fun." He distributed two bags of candies to Abu and Anita, "Don't forget to call me when the time comes, I still remember what she said about Anita— —'What's so good about her but coquettish', bah! Anita is good at everything!"

Anita nodded his forehead and cursed with a smile, "You remember it quite clearly."

Warren took Anita's hand and kissed, "She said bad things about my future wife, can I not hold grudges?"

Abu: "..."

Unable to bear to look straight at him, he turned his head. Warren's sweet talk to Anita has become more and more unscrupulous, and he is not afraid of getting tired of people.

Just as he was about to find a reason to leave and let Anita and Warren get bored, Abu happened to see a familiar figure outside the window——

It's Riddle.

With a thought in his mind, Abu said something to Anita and Warren and left, then walked downstairs.

Riddle helped him many times back and forth, even though Riddle had strange thoughts about him, he shouldn't avoid it anymore.

There was always a real thank you, and it made him feel uneasy to be owed this favor all the time.

"Riddle."

Hearing Abu's voice, Riddle turned around, "Senior, what's the matter?"

The afternoon sun was a bit bright, and Abu squinted his eyes slightly, "You have helped me a lot these days, and I haven't had time to thank you for anything. Are you free recently? Let's have a meal and chat."

Riddle was stunned at first when he heard the words, and then smiled in surprise, "It's an honor...Has the senior eaten now?"

"not yet……"

"I just didn't eat either," Riddle stared into Abu's eyes with a soft smile, "how about today?"

Abu: "..." How could he remember that when he saw Riddle upstairs just now, Riddle was coming out of a restaurant?

Looking at Abu's expression, Riddle lowered his tone, with a hint of aggrieved, "Is it inconvenient?"

"..." Well, since Riddle himself is not afraid of holding on, then why is he worried... Without breaking him, Abu coughed lightly and said, "It's convenient, you can choose a restaurant."

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Riddle chose the three brooms—it seemed that he was still a little afraid of holding on.

As a hotel, the three broomsticks naturally don't have too many staple foods, most of them are light meals and desserts.

Riddle ordered a French pan-fried sorrel and a glass of Mojito, and then handed the menu to Abu.

"Mojito," Abu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Riddle, are you sure you want to drink in front of a prefect? ​​This is not in line with school rules."

Looking at Abu with his chin propped up, Riddle blinked, "I have a small wish - during this lunch time, we can forget your status as prefect, chief, and senior, just like..." friend "Enjoy a lunch as well?"

There was still a subtle warmth in his eyes in the dimly lit hotel, and Abu looked away a little uncomfortably, "Since it's a lunch just to thank you, I won't be so unreasonable."

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity," Riddle lowered his voice, and the clear tone in the boy's voice turned into a lingering deep voice, "Abu."

That "Abu" made the young Malfoy's heart skip a beat, but he still had a dignified and alienated expression on his face, and he just joked and said with a nonchalant, "You're welcome, Riddle."

He beckoned and called the waiter who was standing not far away, ordered himself a Milanese veal knuckle and malt whiskey, and added a gold Galleon to the meal fee——Three brooms changed their boss Finally, underage wizards only need to add an extra tip if they want to drink. Abu tapped the menu, "—— want good wine, don't add water."

It took some time to wait for the meal, and the waiter first served them two glasses of lemonade.

After taking a sip of lemonade, Abu looked at Riddle, "Bulders, Viper, Cufflinks, and Nancy, thank you very much for your help so many times... I haven't formally thanked you before, I don't know what you think If you want something, or need help, just ask, within my ability, I will help."

"Abu also helped me a lot, didn't he?" Riddle tilted his head and smiled, "From being bullied by senior students when I first entered school to when Amy lost control. The division is too clear, so it's not easy to divide the code ?”

Score?Are they familiar?Abu didn't show it on the face, but rolled his eyes a little in his heart.

"Even if it's just for Nancy," after all, Abu still owed more favors to Riddle, and he was really unwilling to let it go, so he insisted, "If I don't do anything, I will feel uneasy."

Seeing Abu's insistence, Riddle didn't refuse any more, took a sip of the Mojito brought by the waiter, and the green and sweet taste filled his mouth.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, as if thinking of something in a flash of inspiration, he raised his head with bright eyes, "There should be many rare and ancient books in Abu's place, right?"

It seemed that he didn't expect that what Riddle wanted was just books. Abu was slightly taken aback, but quickly continued, "There are quite a few, what type do you want? If I don't have any there, I'll let my family send..."

"No," Riddle interrupted Abu, "I don't want to be loved... What I want to ask is, can I borrow these books from you? I'm interested in all genres."

"Of course it's possible." Abu seemed to have no idea that Riddle just wanted to borrow some books, Abu hesitated, and then asked, "Are you sure, just borrow some books?"

What does a Malfoy favor mean?If Riddle wanted a dragon as a pet, Abu would not refuse.

"I'm sure, isn't there an old saying in the East called 'the house of gold in the book'? I have always been interested in books in the wizarding world. In the 11 years before I entered Hogwarts, I didn't have the opportunity to read them. It’s always been a pity... not to mention that Abu’s books, many of which are priceless, right?”

"Since you chose this, I naturally won't refuse... If you want something else later, it's not too late."

There was a flash of deep meaning in Riddle's eyes, "Let's talk about what you want later, the dishes are here, let's eat first."

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