[HP+ Fantastic Beasts] Fallen

For some reason, Abu felt a little relieved. Even if the curse cannot be lifted, he has experienced many different things in this life, such as... this youthful and sincere feeling.

This is what the step-by-step marriage in the previous life could not obtain.

He stared into those beautiful deep black eyes, and asked softly, "Give me a kiss, will you?"

Riddle forced a smile when he heard the words, "Of course, my honor."

It was a light kiss that broke at the touch of a touch, but the moment when the soft lips touched was like a spring blossoming.

Looking at Abu whose cheeks were slightly flushed, Riddle leaned forward again, knocking open the other's jaw with his tongue, and the wet and affectionate kiss made Abu groan involuntarily, his already weak body limp in the boy's arms.

After the kiss was over, Abu gasped slightly.

Riddle seemed to have regained his motivation. He kissed the long platinum hair for the last time and stood up, "——I will definitely help you find a way to break the curse. You have a good rest."

Taking a deep look at Abu, he turned and walked out of the room.

It's just that things backfired, and it was another day of no gain.

Sitting on the sofa in the principal's office, Riddle felt as if he had fallen into an invisible quagmire, seeing more and more hopelessness.

Having not rested for two days and one night, Anita couldn't take it anymore and was resting in the dormitory.

After the others exchanged information for the day, they fell into silence for a while.

Abu himself has no impression of the real caster, which makes them at a loss. They can only grasp one clue. Such a chaotic and disorderly search method is too inefficient.

Riddle felt that he was about to be driven crazy by the silence, he stood up abruptly, "...I'll look for it again."

Grindelwald grabbed him, "Riddle, calm down, and leave it to the people below. You can't find anything in this state, why don't you take a rest first."

Stubbornly shaking off Grindelwald's hand, Riddle gritted his teeth, "I can't rest—there's no time left for me to rest."

"Stop!" Grindelwald sternly said, "Instead of looking for it without a clue, it's better to think of a way first!"

"What else can I do?" Riddle lowered his voice and roared back, "Is there any other way than to look for it!"

Grindelwald paused, as if thinking of something, and then sighed after a few seconds, "There is a way, but the possibility of success is almost impossible...it might as well be..."

Riddle's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly interrupted Grindelwald, "What is the solution? You say it first."

Everyone here is looking forward to looking at Grindelwald, but Grindelwald is not optimistic. He frowned and leaned into the sofa, and said slowly, "This method is applicable to almost all curses, but it is almost Nobody can do it successfully."

Hearing this, Dumbledore seemed to think of something, "You mean... cut off time and space?"

"That's right!" Grindelwald hooked the corners of his lips, "As long as they are not in the same time and space as the caster, for the caster and the cursed, it is equivalent to the other party's death, and the curse will naturally It will fail."

He paused and continued, "But this method is really not feasible...Because there are two ways to cut time and space, one is to tear time and space by relying on one's own strength - this is probably only Merlin can do; the other is It is through time-space rifts, but time-space rifts are also things that exist in mythology, let alone whether they can be found or not, whether they really exist is still a question..."

"...it exists." Riddle interrupted him.

"what?"

"I said, the space-time rift exists," Riddle raised his head, his face almost ecstatic, "—it's in Hogsmeade!"

Grindelwald looked at him in surprise, "That's really... great."

"Let's go and have a look first," Brutus stood up, "Riddle, please lead the way."

Riddle led the crowd, and soon arrived at the place where the space-time rift was discovered.

Although he and Abu blocked this place before, with Dumbledore and Grindelwald, it is not difficult to break through.

Stepping into this hole, the small basement is still the same as it was last time, and the old tall wardrobe stands quietly.

Taking a deep breath, Riddle stepped forward and opened the closet.

That crack in time and space, one person tall, faintly emits a mysterious green light.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the crack that existed in the myth.

"Abu and I only discovered this when we accidentally fell here," Riddle said lightly, "I didn't expect it to be of such a great use now."

Dumbledore observed the rift by himself, and after a few steps closer, he felt the great power contained inside. He asked, "Tom, are you sure this is the rift in time and space?"

"Yes, the owner here left a notebook, which clearly states that this is the space-time rift."

"I'll bring Abu here..." Brutus turned and was about to leave, but was stopped by Grindelwald.

"There are still some problems with the space-time rift, I think it is necessary to talk about it."

"You said."

"The other time and space that the crack leads to is not deterministic," Grindelwald continued, "That is to say, this place may even lead to hell, and once you step in, the possibility of being able to return here is very slim. .”

Brutus was stunned. He quickly understood what Grindelwald said, and let Abu step into this space-time rift. Although the curse was cut off, for everyone in this world, stepping into the rift is equivalent to losing him. .

But Brutus's hesitation did not last long, his eyes were very firm, "The most important thing is that Abu can live well, and we can talk about the rest."

Then there was an apparition, which disappeared in place.

Back at Malfoy Manor, it happened that Abu was awake at this time, chatting with Grace.

Brutus took a few steps to Abu's bedside, "Abu, we have found a way."

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It’s a little short and I’m done with it... I’m really not in the mood to write today_(:з」∠)_

Happy New Year's Eve, red envelopes will be sent out for messages before twelve o'clock tomorrow night, okay?