[HP] Destiny Thousand Years Later

The biggest news of Gryffindor College in the new academic year is that Charles Potter rejected his engagement and went to France to study Charms alone. The long table was full of discussions, and Elvis glanced up at the Slytherin long table Doria, who was obviously in a good mood, was turning her head to tell Alphard something.

This year, Alphard finally entered the school and was assigned to Slytherin house. As soon as the game was over, he ran to Elvis to say hello, and nodded to Elvira with a smile before running back quickly.

"It's reckless, it seems to be more compatible with Doria." Elvira couldn't help joking.

Elvis sighed: "He does like Doria more than Walburga."

"He looks like Gryffindor." Minerva said suddenly, "Why is he assigned to Slytherin?"

It was hard for John to smile when he heard the words: "Merlin, when is it time for Black to be assigned to Gryffindor?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the four of them laughed, and then the four of them went back to the dormitory together. Because it was still early, the four of them sat down in the common room and chatted about their vacation experiences. Not long after, the prefect Thomas hurried in. As soon as he saw Elvis, he said, "Mr. Black, your brother is injured, and he is in the medical room now."

Ivis was startled, and quickly got up and ran to the medical room, and Avella and others followed after seeing this.

How could it hurt?Elvis was extremely nervous, he rushed directly into the medical room, and saw Alphard lying on the bed with a few red marks on his face and blood at the corner of his mouth, but he was awake.

"Ivis!" Alphard shouted happily when he saw him.

Ives looked it over carefully, and felt that there should be no problem, so he looked at Walburga, Orion, and Doria who were also guarding the bed. The faces of Walburga and Orion were not very good, but Rhea secretly made a face at him.

Elvis opened his mouth and changed the sentence in an instant: "Alphad seems to be fine, you go back first, I will accompany him here." At this time, Elvira, Minerva and John also walked in, and Walb Jia and Orion frowned, then nodded and left, but Doria did not move.

"What's going on?" Elvis asked.

Doria pointed to the curtain behind her, and then the curtain was pulled open suddenly, revealing a bed behind, lying on the bed was a boy in a Slytherin uniform, with bruises on his face and swollen eyes .Professor Slughorn was handing over a bottle of potion to signal to the other party to drink it, and then cleared his throat: "Assemble a crowd to fight, and Slytherin will deduct ten points."

Gathering to fight?

Not only them?The chubby professor moved his body away, and only then did Ivis see that there were two beds behind, and two other Slytherins were sitting on the bed, basically uninjured.Beside the bed stood Abraxas, a holiday missing, the boy had become even more beautiful, almost as it was a thousand years ago.

This made Minerva and John, who had witnessed it up close, immediately blush.

"Ahem..." Elvis reminded the two friends to come back to their senses, and then he saluted Slughorn: "Please, Professor, what happened?" He saw that the wounded one was Parkinson, the two sitting are Gore and Crabbe.

Before Slughorn could ask, and he didn't know the reason for the fight, Alphard had already called out, pointing at Parkinson and yelling, "Ivis, he scolded you!" Parkinson looked at him and said, "What are you looking at? If you dare to scold my brother again, I will beat you to death!"

"I asked Goyle and Crabbe to pull the two apart," Abraxas said while looking at Doria. "Miss Black kicked them all in from behind."

"I'm kicking Parkinson's!" Doria immediately retorted: "Who made them come out on their own!" As she spoke, she looked at her default engagement partner with disdain, and said disdainfully, "Even my cousin beat me!" However, you are ashamed!"

Parkinson stared fiercely at the group of people, but he didn't dare to say much.

"Hey, children!" The fat professor also had a headache. He also served as the head of Slytherin, but he really didn't like managing these house affairs: "Slytherin deducted another ten points because of your bad attitude." The curtain was drawn again, and a soundproofing spell was cast.

"Ives..." Alphard turned his head and looked pitifully: "I'm right..."

Elvis rubbed his brother's head vigorously: "Look at you, should I praise you for your beautiful work?"

Alphard bowed his head in frustration.

"Silly boy, can't you beat him and not let him know?" Ivis didn't ask Parkinson why he scolded him, he probably wanted to: "Also, didn't I teach you magic? The simplest trip Foot spells can cast spells from a long distance, forget?"

Alphard groaned, and Minerva and John looked at each other.

"Yes, yes," Doria clapped her hands together and chimed in: "You should learn from me, I always kick people from behind."

Elvira held her forehead and coughed, and then Elvis turned to Minerva and John and said, "No way, my brother is too simple, and it's easy to suffer if he doesn't teach."

Minerva and John thought about Parkinson's appearance just now, and felt that nodding was neither shaking their heads nor shaking their heads, but they thought in their hearts, fortunately, none of the students of Gryffindor College wanted to bully Elvis, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

This turmoil passed quickly, and Alphard's method was simple and rude but extremely effective, and the accidental gossip in the college would not be mentioned in public afterwards.

Tom, who is in the second grade, has changed a bit. The sharp breath and occasional sense of oppression when he first entered school are gone, replaced by an easy-going, even kind.He still goes in and out of the secret room at night. Gradually, he has more conversations with the red-haired man. These conversations are as interesting as magic exercises. If there are some, he ponders for a long time before he can understand the deep meaning. After a few months, he gradually understands that Jas Ding is a sharp sword, sharp and sharp. He once thought that he could intimidate others by doing so, but no matter how strong he is, he can only be a warrior, not a leader. Sleek, prying into people's hearts and keeping a low profile are what he should be doing now .

"Teacher?" Tom didn't get the man's name, so he politely addressed him as teacher. This man was indeed more talented and knowledgeable than all the professors in the school combined.What makes him strange today is that the other party seems to be in a daze, which can be regarded as a unique situation.

Jelson came back to his senses, a touch of complexity was hidden in his eyes, and the moment his feelings returned, he realized that the previous year had taught Tom too many things that should not be learned by this child, and that intrigues and intrigues should be buried in the dark corners of his heart , These dirty things shouldn't be... He didn't want to teach a disciple similar to himself.

"That's it for today, you can go back." Jelson said, and he waved open a door.

Unexpectedly, the moment the door opened, a figure flashed in.

"Abraxas Malfoy..." Tom stood still alertly and murmured.

Jelson was stunned, a little helpless in his heart, but he was found by Abu. Abu's magic power is very strong. As long as he has the heart, he can't hide it for a long time, unless he leaves the school every time he regains consciousness, but Jelson will never let himself easily. Leaving school, he was afraid that if he lost control, the cold and cruel version of himself would destroy the world. After all, protecting Slytherin's interests did not conflict with doing other terrible acts.

Abraxas suppressed the excitement that arose when he saw Jelson. He heard Tom's whisper. He cast a cold gaze and blurted out: "...Get out." A wave of anxiety was completely uncontrollable.

"You—" Tom had never seen such an emotional expression from this senior, and he was also angry when he heard this.

"Tom, you go out first." Jason said, interrupting the child, then he turned and walked slowly, waving his hand to open another door: "...Abraxas..." He said softly, and walked in .

Abraxas' complexion twisted for a moment, but he followed quickly, never looking at Tom again.

Tom was left behind, annoyed and confused, how did Malfoy find this place?Seems like he still knows his teacher?Tom forced himself to calm down and think instead of just getting angry. The Malfoy family is the most noble in the wizarding world, so they must know a lot of secret history in the wizarding world. It is not unusual for the teacher who has met him before. What is unusual is Malfoy's attitude towards him. Strange means abnormal, and abnormal means weakness. This is what the teacher taught him, but what is it about Malfoy? Woolen cloth?

The two who entered the inner room were speechless for a while.

Jelson didn't speak again, he had decided to stay away from each other's life so that he would not be entangled any more, and Abraxas simply had too many things to ask and say but didn't know where to start.

After a long stalemate, it was Abraxas who said first: "Have you been there all this time?" The question was a bit vague, and the specific meaning was very vague.

"Yes." Jason responded.

"You know I'm looking for you." Abraxas's voice trembled slightly, but he used an affirmative sentence.

"...Yes." Jason nodded.

Abraxas raised his head, looking at his friend's almost indifferent expression: "...you don't want to see me?"

Jason closed his eyes and replied, "It's not necessary."

"Isn't necessary?" Abraxas's throat was constricted, his heart felt sour: "I, I... have always wanted to see you, I have a lot of things to tell you, things about the teacher, things about me, I..."

"The teacher isn't here." Jelson pursed his lower lips, and interrupted the other party ruthlessly.

"What?" Abraxas' attention was deflected.

"I made some arrangements, and if the teacher showed up, I would be aware of it." Jelson said frankly.

Abraxas was obviously taken aback, then sat down and smiled wryly: "Yeah, you always have various methods, as if you can do anything."

Another moment of silence.

Abraxas felt very uncomfortable, he couldn't understand, he thought that some people would never change, such as Jelson, but Jelson changed: "We are friends..." he murmured.

"That was a thousand years ago," Jelson said, "You should start over, Abraxas, alone."

The platinum boy clenched his fists and breathed a little harder.

Jelson couldn't stand it any longer, he got up and left, and Abu could still live his life in a daze when he left at this time, to be clear, it just caused pain for both of them, why bother?

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