[HP+ Fantastic Beasts] Fallen

Abu still chose the space-time rift.

Can survive, who would choose to wait for death?

The long-term coma had made him unable to stand up, so he bid farewell to everyone in a wheelchair.

Riddle gave him a diary, but when he opened it, there was nothing in it. Abu looked at him suspiciously.

"Take it with you, you'll know what's useful after a while..." Riddle hugged him, "I'll find the curser as soon as possible, and bring you back."

Although he knew that the possibility of returning was slim, Abu still smiled and said yes, then shrunk the diary and put it in his pocket.

After kissing the crying mother at last, Abu Jiang picked up the cane that turned into a magic wand, barely stood up, and walked slowly towards the unfathomable crack.

He didn't look back.

The moment she stepped into the crack, the smile she was holding on to finally collapsed, and tears flowed down her cheeks and down her chin, soaking the collar that Grace had neatly arranged.

Violent dizziness.

After a feeling of falling into space, Abu staggered and fell in the grass. The power of traveling through time and space made him unconscious for nearly half a day.

When I woke up again, it was really like a new life.

The fog in his mind dissipated, and he no longer thought like a dull and rusty machine. Even though his body still felt powerless, it was a harmless sequelae.

The magic power was also running smoothly. Abu took out a few biscuits from his pocket with the space spell and ate them, and then cast a spell to check the time and place.

On the outskirts of London, England, November 1997, 11.

1997...

This is a future he has never experienced.

Abu straightened his clothes, put on the hood of his cloak, and then used a guiding spell to walk in the direction of central London.

Not knowing the situation in this world, Abu didn't dare to use apparition lightly, but fortunately, he saw a small town after walking for a long time.

He thought about renting a horse-drawn carriage, but found that London in 1997 was mostly driven by car.

Only then did I realize that in the span of half a century, London has changed too much.

In desperation, Abu could only use Legilimency on a Muggle, and relying on the other's memory, he barely had a general understanding of the world in 1997.

You can take the bus to central London...

It's just that there is no Muggle currency, so it seems that the only way to use the Confusion Charm is.

Getting off the bus, the city of London in 1997 was much more prosperous than the war years, and the urban layout has also changed a lot.

Along the way, Abu sharply spotted a few people with the characteristics of a wizard in the crowd, which reassured him a little. The difference between this time and space and his original time and space does not seem to be very big.

Much to his delight, he found the Leaky Cauldron.

Could it be that he arrived decades later through a space-time rift?The caster dies for some reason, so the curse is invalid?

Does that mean...he might still meet his old friends?

He walked into the Leaky Cauldron excitedly, keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Too dignified.

There are very few people.

Abu walked into Diagon Alley suspiciously, but the prosperous scene he imagined did not appear.Only a few wizards walked on the road, and they all hurried with their heads down.

Many shops are also closed, and the cold wind of early winter blows through, making them look extraordinarily bleak.

Abu went back to the Leaky Cauldron and booked a room, and when the waiter led him up, he used the old trick of Dementia.

Ten minutes later, he gave the waiter a forgetful and sat on his hotel bed, digesting what he had read.

Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, the Dark Lord whose name cannot be mentioned, Dumbledore who died at Hogwarts... and the Ministry of Magic that has been controlled by Death Eaters.

The Malfoy family is a loyal supporter of the Dark Lord. The current head of the family is Lucius Malfoy. His father, Abraxas, is not so famous. He died of dragon pox shortly after Lucius was born.

Compared with the current world, this is more like the future of his life before his rebirth.

It's just that this future doesn't look too good.

After being in a coma for a long time, traveling through time and space, and receiving such a large amount of information, Abu felt extremely exhausted physically and mentally.

It was getting late, so he took a shower in the hotel, and Abu lay on the bed with his clothes on, and soon fell asleep.

Abramovich is going back to Malfoy Manor tomorrow morning. He doesn't know how long he will stay in this world, maybe his whole life. Going home seems to be a good choice—even though his appearance seems too bizarre, but he believes that "his The kid" wouldn't resist his return, after all Malfoy would always put family first.

A good night's sleep, this is the first time I slept so comfortably since being cursed without the help of the dreamless potion.

Abu stretched himself, rubbed his face, got up to wash up, and rang the bell for the waiter to bring breakfast.

Hungry stomachs are appeased with a hot bacon lettuce sandwich and a cup of strong coffee.

After breakfast, Abu straightened his clothes and put on his hood after thinking for a while.

"Apparation."

After a period of dizziness, two extraordinary wrought iron gates appeared in front of him.

Malfoy Manor has arrived.

Abu couldn't help but feel joy and anticipation. He hasn't seen the grown-up Lucius yet—he can even see his grandson.

He walked towards the mansion without encountering any obstacles. After all, he was a Malfoy through and through, and no defense of the manor would work against him.

When standing at the door, Abu still hesitated a little, and instead of going in directly, he knocked on the door.

Soon the door was opened, and the old house elf Timo stood behind the door and asked, "Who is sir?"

Abu took off his hood, "Demo, it's me."

Seeing his appearance, Timo stayed where he was, and after a long while exclaimed in surprise, "Merlin's socks! It's the old master! The old master has resurrected!"

Abu smiled friendly, "Go in first."

"Demo, be quiet—who's here?" Lucius came down the stairs and was stunned after seeing Abu's face clearly. He couldn't believe it and said hesitantly, "...Father?"

The boy with platinum hair in front of him had exactly the same appearance and expression as the portrait on the wall, but he was a little too young. Lucius suspected for a moment that this was a prank, but seeing Timo's eagerness to welcome the boy in, he knew it was absolutely Not a prank.

A house-elf would never mistake its master.

Lucius glanced away nervously and fearfully, it was a room with a closed door, then lowered his voice, and led Abu upstairs, "Come with me, we'll talk upstairs."

Although Abu was puzzled by Lucius' cautious attitude at home, he followed him up without asking further questions.

Walking into the study, Lucius closed the door, heaved a sigh of relief, and then looked at the beautiful young man in front of him, "Father? This is... what's going on?"