[HP+ Fantastic Beasts] Fallen

Chapter 67 chapter 67

Riddle didn't expect the plan to go so smoothly. He thought that someone would realize that Hagrid couldn't be the heir of Slytherin.

It’s just that no one except Dumbledore believed Hagrid’s incoherent excuse—after all, “everybody gets the stolen goods”, not to mention that his excuse was as stupid as his own—not only did he affirmatively admit that he was raising a The monster has repeatedly emphasized that the monster listens to him and is his friend, so it will not hurt people.

But how many people believe that a monster will really listen to people?

Perhaps only Dumbledore would believe it.

Riddle could feel Dumbledore's burning and sad eyes on him.

What is that hypocrite Dumbledore mourning?Is it sad that he became an evil wizard, or did he see Grindelwald in him?

Riddle scoffed inwardly with disdain.

Dumbledore tried his best, but failed to let Hagrid stay in Hogwarts to continue his studies.

Finally, with his own guarantee, he reluctantly persuaded Armando to train Hagrid as a hunting ground guard.

This result made Riddle, who had lived in the Muggle world for 11 years, feel unbelievable. Are the laws of the wizarding world so random?Actually let a "murderer" hardly receive any substantive punishment-it doesn't make any difference to this stupid big man whether he reads or not.

Maybe people believed that the monster raised by Hagrid was the culprit, but they didn't think that this big stupid man intentionally hurt the students?

But this is beyond the scope of Riddle's concern. His goal has been achieved, and it would be a waste of time to dwell on this matter.

The concept of pure blood successfully attracted the attention of Hogwarts students.

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A few days later, Armando Dippet announced his resignation at a dinner a few nights before Christmas.

Although he knew it was inevitable, Abu still regretted it like almost all the students.

Although Armando can't be called great, and because of his age, he often seems powerless, but as a principal, his actions can be regarded as beyond reproach.

He almost treated all students equally, even though he was born in Gryffindor, he didn't have any prejudice against Slytherin students, so he was very popular with Slytherin students.

The new headmaster was expected to be Dumbledore, but there was no joy in Dumbledore's expression.

Abu, who had experienced this scene in his previous life, was the fastest to calm down. He picked up the knife and fork and continued to eat the fresh and tender veal steak.

Soon Armando and Dumbledore left the auditorium one after another, and the auditorium exploded.

For Amento's departure, most of the students were reluctant, and even the atmosphere at the Slytherin table was a bit depressed.

After eating the veal steak on the plate, Abu picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth.

For some reason, he suddenly wanted to see Riddle's reaction, looked towards the middle of the dining table, and happened to meet Riddle's eyes.

This time it was Riddle himself.

At this moment, he was sipping warm black tea with a gloomy and unpredictable expression.

The small circle around him was generally not in a high mood. Unlike ordinary students, the reason for their low mood was probably that a professor they didn't like was about to become the principal.

The noisy discussion in the auditorium gave Abu a headache. He talked to Warren and they got up and left.

Perhaps it was because everyone was discussing the change of principal in the auditorium, so the corridor was almost empty.

The cold air of the winter night was pervasive, and the warming spell couldn't resist the bone-piercing cold. Abu couldn't help but tightened his cloak.

The sound of boots hitting the ground echoed rhythmically in the corridor, but suddenly stopped.

Abu frowned and looked back at Riddle who pulled him into an empty classroom, and tilted his head in doubt, "?"

"Have you guessed it all?" Riddle looked at him, his dark eyes were heavy and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

I understand what Riddle is asking, it's nothing more than a secret room attack, even if Abu, who has no experience in his previous life and has a brief relationship with Hagrid himself, can guess that stupid big man who will rescue the injured unicorn in the Forbidden Forest Gryffindor couldn't possibly be the culprit.

Abu, who was already irritated by the noise, suddenly felt a burst of impatience. He turned his head and didn't want to look at the face in front of him, and said flatly, "No."

Riddle naturally didn't believe it. He looked at Abu's side face, his eyes softened a little, and put a strand of hair behind his ears for him, "Sometimes I always feel, Abu, you know a lot of things."

The impatience and irritability became more restless, Abu patted Riddle's hand away, turned his head, looked straight into the other's eyes coldly, and emphasized his tone, "I, what, what, all, no, know, know, I won’t say anything,” and then chuckled, “Don’t waste your time with me.”

After saying that, he stopped looking at Riddle, turned around and left the classroom.

Watching the back of the blond boy leaving, Riddle tightened his wand.

He didn't want to test Abu at first—but at this moment, he couldn't think of why he pulled him into this empty classroom, and why he asked that question.

Mostly it's the guilt and anxiety in my heart that is at work.

Abu didn't go back to the cellar directly, but went up to the observatory, and blew the cold wind for a while, blowing out the restlessness in his heart before going back.

Recently, my emotions have been fluctuating a lot. Abu also went to the school hospital for an examination, and the conclusion he got was nothing more than overthinking and lack of rest.

It's not surprising, there are a lot of things that have happened these days, and there are worries from the previous life, so it's hard not to think too much.

The noble upbringing also made him have to hold back those bad emotions, and the accumulation of them made him more anxious.

The mood almost calmed down, Abu touched his cold earlobe, superimposed a few warming spells on himself, and walked to the cellar.

Back in the common room, almost everyone has returned from the auditorium. The lounge is noisy but warm, which makes Abu feel better.

It's just that this good mood didn't last long, and he felt a gaze that made his hair stand on end.

Keenly followed the source of the gaze——

The gaze came from Legris, who was sitting in the corner armchair.

After being discovered, she quickly lowered her head, nervously peeling off the barbs on the edge of her nails, her fingers were already bleeding and didn't stop, she didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and she was still muttering something.

Abu's expression sank, and he moved his fingers under the wide sleeves, casting a staffless and silent tapping spell.

"Blood-redlipshalfoutofthewater...slowlyspitbubbles...butIcan'tswim...Ilosttheclementine..."

The intermittent lyrics seemed familiar. It was the nursery rhyme I overheard Legris singing in the corridor the night before.

"The red lips are half exposed, slowly bubbling; unfortunately I can't swim, and I lost Clementine"-is this specially sung to him, or is it just Legris who likes to hum this nursery rhyme?

If it was sung for him... what did Legris want to express?

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