[HP+ Fantastic Beasts] Fallen

Finally, when the dinner was over, Abu trotted forward and called Dumbledore, "Professor Dumbledore—please stay."

Dumbledore didn't walk fast, as if he expected Abu to stop him, he stroked his newly grown beard, "Mr. Malfoy, good evening."

"I think maybe this is not a 'good' evening." Abu glanced at the many students around him, "Please take a step to talk."

Going around another empty staircase with Dumbledore, Abu cautiously closed his ears and listened, "Professor Dumbledore, I think you should have guessed what I'm going to ask."

"I guess," Dumbledore's blue eyes looked at Abu gently, "it's about Amy, isn't it?"

"Yes... I like Amy very much, and I don't mean to target her, but an obscurity is studying at Hogwarts..." Ab paused and considered his tone, "I think you should know what this means .”

"Little Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore winked at him playfully, "There are no silent people studying at Hogwarts."

Abu was taken aback, "There are no silent ones...? What does this mean?"

"There's good news, I haven't had time to tell you—" Dumbledore drew his voice, whetted Abu's appetite, "Just two days ago, the silence in Amy's body—"

Realizing something, Abu looked at Dumbledore in disbelief.

"The silence in Amy's body—was successfully stripped away, and the price was only half a day of lethargy, and a short period of physical weakness."

"Merlin's socks..." Abu's unexpected but reasonable answer made Abu's beautiful gray-blue eyes widen, and the noble expression that had been hanging all the year round was rarely broken, "You did it? It's really a miracle in the history of magic Miracle……"

"To be precise," Dumbledore said with a complicated expression, "it was not us who did this miracle."

"That is……?"

Dumbledore sighed softly, "Yes...Grindelwald, I never thought that I would owe him a favor at this time."

Abu didn't know how to answer for a while. Grindelwald's actions in the war must have seriously violated Dumbledore's ideas... But Abu didn't know the love and hate between them, but he could feel it. That weight.

At this juncture, Grindelwald helped Dumbledore and Amy, whom they valued, get out of the diarrhoea-this almost saved Amy's life.

Abu can feel a little bit of the complexity in Dumbledore's heart - but only a little bit.

Dumbledore smiled, and changed the topic, "Amy's body has been a little weak recently, so please trouble the head of Slytherin, take care of the Slytherin children, and be more tolerant of Amy."

"Of course, although we don't like some Gryffindor students, we won't target innocent children for no reason. You can rest assured about that." Of course, there are some students who are keen on bullying, but Abu didn't say anything , just secretly decided to "take care" of them more.

"It's getting late, it's time for the old man to rest." Dumbledore looked at the crescent moon outside the window, "Good night, little Mr. Malfoy."

"Good night, Professor Dumbledore. By the way, you can't be called an old man." Abu followed Dumbledore's example and winked at him.

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Back in the dormitory, I saw a familiar black-haired boy holding a book and standing at the door with a smile.

Abu sighed, since he promised Riddle to let him borrow books, this scene is not uncommon now.

Borrowing books, returning books, often asking questions and exchanging ideas.

Over the past six months, Abu has also gradually figured out why Riddle chose to borrow books that seemed to be at a disadvantage in order to ask Abu to repay the favor...

But there are still advantages, at least he can face Riddle calmly now, instead of being nervous because he often thinks of Voldemort in his previous life.

Walking over to open the bedroom door, Abu glanced at the book in Riddle's arms. It was an extremely esoteric book about time magic. Ordinary wizards might never be exposed to this aspect of magic in their entire lives.

Unfortunately, this book is not the whole book, but the second half has been lost in the long years.

"Finished?" Walking into the dormitory, motioning for Riddle to sit down on the sofa, Abu poured a glass of lemonade and handed it to Riddle.

"Well, time magic is really profound and wonderful," Riddle took a sip of lemonade, "I spent most of the summer vacation, and I just figured out some superficial aspects."

Hearing this, Abu raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a soft smile, "'Get some hairs on', Riddle... You have to know that most wizards, even if they get this book, can't even touch the shadow of time magic... Besides soul magic, time magic is the most profound and mysterious."

"Soul magic..." Riddle's eyes lit up, and he looked at Abu, "Abu, have you dabbled in soul magic?"

"...Called senior, for a while I was curious about soul magic, and I learned about it a little bit, but it was just 'to figure out some superficial'." Abu found that Riddle was becoming more and more subtle, that It was a pity that the boy who respectfully called him Senior Malfoy only existed in his memory.

"Then you've heard of H..." Riddle hesitated to speak, and finally didn't finish the word.

"What?" Abu tilted his head to look at him suspiciously, "'H' what?"

"It's nothing." Riddle's eyes flashed, and he pinched his nose as if nothing had happened. "It's just a small thing...I suddenly can't remember its name."

Abu didn't take this little episode to heart, and shrugged slightly, "You can ask me again when you think about it, but I don't necessarily know. It's just that I don't have any books on souls here, do you want to? I You can write a letter and send it home."

"Don't bother." Riddle seemed unwilling to continue this topic, "I'm more interested in books on time magic recently. I see that you still have two books on your shelf. Can you lend them to me?"

"Okay, you can take it."

There was a sound of opening the door at the entrance, and Warren, who had finished his appointment, walked in. He saw Riddle standing in front of the bookshelf holding a book, and greeted him with a yawn, "Good evening, Riddle, are you borrowing books again?"

Apparently, they were used to Riddle appearing in their dormitory.

Riddle shrunk the book and put it in his pocket, "Good evening, Senior Warren, your yawn tells me that it's getting late... I should go back to rest too, good night, Abu; good night, Senior Warren."

"Good night."

Looking at the back of Riddle leaving, Abu felt that he was in a hurry and guilty.

It's like... hiding something?

But after thinking about it, he felt that nothing happened, so this idea just flashed in Abu's mind, and was soon covered by sleepiness.

He yawned, took off his coat and went into the bathroom to wash up.

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