[HP+ Fantastic Beasts] Fallen

Abraxas stood at the entrance of the hall, looking down with lowered eyes, as if no one could get into his eyes.

Riddle watched him descend the high steps and lead Anita into his circle.Abraxas' friends are naturally outstanding and excellent in Slytherin, but when they saw Abu's arrival, they naturally gathered around him, like stars holding the moon.

Abraxas is the head of Slytherin, that is, the leader of Slytherin.Everyone felt that he deserved it, and they were willing to obey his leadership. Even Slughorn, who was the head of Slytherin, did not have his appeal. He's not just a leader, but a belief, an imaginary image of the perfect Slytherin.

Especially since this semester, he has shown exceptionally good control over magic, as well as a powerful aura as cold as ice and snow.

But Riddle thinks that perhaps he is not the representative of Slytherin, but Slytherin needs him to be the representative of Slytherin.

Slytherin supports pure blood and rejects Muggles.However, with the generation after generation of the wizarding world, most wizarding families married Muggles for the sake of reproduction, and the development of mixed-bloods and mudbloods has become the general trend of the wizarding world.Pure blood families have fewer and fewer positions, even to the point of precariousness.

Even Slytherin College, which advocates pure blood, has quite a few mixed races, and the absence of mudbloods is the bottom line.

The impurity of the bloodline will bring the turbidity of the magic power, which is why there are squibs: the inferior blood of Muggles pollutes the pure magic power of the wizard bloodline - Riddle thought so, and frowned.

So the Slytherins need the existence of Abraxas, the leader, because he has to exist.He is as perfect as possible, he is the confidence of the Slytherins.

Compared with the complete surrender to the "King", the Slytherins treat this Malfoy more like a spiritual idol, that kind of admiration and respect has a kind of illusory fragility like a dream.

Abraxas is a "king" who is "pushed".

Riddle looked at the young chief who stepped into the dance circle with Legris not far away, and thought: I can do better, I can become the real "king" of Slytherin.

... No, maybe it was far more than Slytherin, he vaguely thought.

His mother, a woman who succumbed to death, must not be a descendant of the great Slytherin; although he has not found traces of his father in Hogwarts, he firmly believes that his father's family must be noble and noble. powerful.

Because in his veins, the blood of Salazar Slytherin himself flows.

Sooner or later, he will stand at the highest position, and even Abraxas, who is shining all the time, will kneel at his feet and sing praises for himself.

"Tom," Theresa, dressed as an elf, waved her hand in front of him, "what are you thinking?"

After regaining his senses, Riddle looked at the girl with blond hair and baby blue eyes in front of him, smiled gently, and stretched out his hand like a real gentleman, "I was thinking, should I ask you to dance?" dance."

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In the anticipation of the students for the Christmas holiday, the days after Halloween seem to pass extremely fast.

On the morning of Christmas Eve, Abu sat in front of the fireplace in his bedroom, unwrapping his Christmas presents.

He had as many Christmas presents as ever, and he took Warren to unwrap them together, and stuffed them to Warren when he unpacked candies and chocolates.

"Hey," Warren held up the card in his hand, "'Thanks Chief, the candy is delicious. Tom Riddle.', Abu, I remember that was my candy?"

"There are so many candies now that your few small bags have long been worth it," Abu leaned over, "Open it and see what gifts you have."

Warren unpacked the gift box, took out a bottle of sun-gold potion, and read the label on the bottle, "'Euphoria' (euphoria). Already know how to do this?"

"It's not unreasonable for Slughorn to be optimistic about him." Raising his eyebrows, Abu took the potion, shook it, and squinted at the warm golden yellow.

Standing up, Abu found a potion book from the bookcase, picked a gift box and packed it.

"Nice euphoria.

— Abraxas Malfoy"

Today is a rare good weather, the sun is a golden color like honey, and the warmth makes people drowsy.

After sending out the potion book, Abu enjoyed the rare sunny day and walked back to the castle slowly.

On the lawn in front of the castle, students were sitting in twos and threes basking in the sun, and Abu sharply saw Riddle's figure in the distance.

Riddle seemed to be demonstrating some interesting spells. He was surrounded by a few Slytherin first-years. They were all familiar faces, and they were often seen walking together. It was already a small circle.

Thinking of the previous life, many of the first batch of Death Eaters followed Voldemort wholeheartedly during the Hogwarts period, and did some vicious incidents against Mudbloods. Although there is no evidence that they did it, it is almost the same. .

At that time, Abramovich had already graduated from Hogwarts, so he was not very clear about their small actions. He only knew that Voldemort became the head of Slytherin after himself, and was also selected to be the head of the boys' student union.

It turned out that Riddle had already acted to win people's hearts so early. How should I put it, he was worthy of being the future Dark Lord, and his fiasco in the previous life was not unreasonable.

It's not even a "defeat", the Dark Lord just got rid of a subordinate who was no longer loyal.

Abu's eyes turned cold.

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The good weather didn't last long, and it began to snow heavily on Christmas Day.

Most of the students packed their luggage and waited at the school gate for the Hogwarts Express to pick them up.

Abu was not with them, and his father happened to be doing business nearby tomorrow, so he picked him up by the way.

I also took this opportunity to help my mother go to Honeydukes to buy some new candies. Since I sent her a little early adopter last time, she has been thinking about it.

With Slughorn's consent, Abu went to Hogsmeade alone.

The heavy snow and the rushing wind made this short journey very difficult. Even if I put a heat-preserving spell on myself, my nose was blown cold and red.

Stepping into Honeydukes, he breathed out the warmth of the room and took off his hood.

While taking off the cloak, he walked into the store, "Shop manager, please help me pack some new products from last time, I want the best one."

"Master Malfoy?"

Hearing a familiar voice, Abu was surprised to find that it was Riddle standing in front of him, "Why are you here?"

Riddle took over the snow-stained cloak, cast a drying spell and hung it on the hanger at one side, pursed his lips, and smiled, rather humble, "Because I'm an orphan, and the orphanage doesn't provide tuition, The Hogwarts bursary may not be able to take care of life. It happened that the store manager of Honeydukes was going away for Christmas, so Professor Slughorn recommended me to work part-time for a while.”

Abu nodded to show that he understood. Qingmen Shulu sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace in the store, picked up the Daily Prophet and read, "Then please help me pack some candy. I'll wait here."

After reading a page of the newspaper but not waiting for Riddle, Abu frowned, "Riddle?"

Because the students were on vacation and it was snowing heavily today, there were no customers in the store and it was extremely quiet.Abu stood up and walked a few steps to look for Riddle's figure.

"Senior, I've been waiting for a long time."

The voice came from behind, and Abu turned his head, and saw Riddle holding a candy with a shrinking spell in one hand and a cup of hot cocoa in the other.

"I think the senior must have been frozen all the way." Riddle glanced at Abu's frozen red nose, and handed him the hot cocoa, "I went to cook a cup of cocoa."

Abu took the cocoa, bowed his head and took a sip. The sweetness and heat of the cocoa were just right, and the cocoa warmed from the throat to the bottom of the stomach in one sip.

The hot mist of cocoa rose up, and Abu looked down at Riddle's eyes through the mist, and there was pure admiration and concern, even a little eagerness.

The black-haired boy standing quietly in front of him was as obedient and respectful as the other juniors who faced him.

Abu paused, but didn't say much. He put the finished cocoa aside and took the candy, "Thank you for the hot cocoa. See you at the beginning of school."

Riddle watched as he put on the cloak that was set aside, opened the store door and went out.

The wind and snow outside the store brought cold air into the store, blowing Abu's cloak at the door of the store, making a rattling noise. His thin back looked bleak but extraordinarily tall in the strong wind.

It seems indestructible.

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