[HP] Destiny Thousand Years Later

At noon the next day, Abraxas was the first to wake up. He opened his eyes dimly, and saw the red-haired man sleeping peacefully beside him. He blushed a little, but he was very happy in his heart, and bowed his head slightly. Looking at his body, it was full of bruises and bruises. Not only did he not mind, but he felt that these marks were burning hot. He looked at the other person again, there was nothing clean, he didn't like it.So he rubbed over and carefully kissed each other's neck, where the clothes could never cover it.

Suddenly, a pair of hands hugged him, turned over and overwhelmed him again, and sealed his lips. After a long time, he pulled away. The red-haired man held his head, looking a little lazy: "It's good that you are like this."

What?Abraxas quickly realized that what the other party was talking about was his body shape, did he mean it was easy to hug?He's not angry either, he is naturally good-looking no matter what: "It's good for you to be crazy." After a pause: "I like it very much."

Jelson was stunned, look, he knew there was nothing he could do with Abu, no matter what kind of face he turned into, this silly boy would love him, the red-haired man curled up with his lover and pulled The opponent fell into another vortex.

After a few days of eating, sleeping and rolling the sheets without shame, Abraxas finally remembered that there was an old father waiting for him at home. Going home, it’s not too much for me not to go home once in a while, so Abu, who thought he was an adult and not much, came home to greet him with a storm of reprimands.

It was the first time for old Malfoy to get so angry at his son. If Black hadn't been sure that his son just ran away and his life was not in danger, he would have gone to find someone instead of suppressing the news that his son had disappeared. If there is a real quarrel, it will definitely become the laughing stock of the entire magic world: "Am I forced to marry? You can run away without saying a word."

After returning home, Abraxas wore a relatively plain robe, and even turned up the collar to cover his neck. After thinking about it, he made a mistake first: "I'm sorry, I made you worry."

As soon as his son showed his well-behaved attributes, Old Malfoy couldn't help but shut up, thinking that his son had never done anything outrageous before, his anger subsided, he sighed in his heart, he sat down, took a deep breath: "Speak , who do you like." Old Malfoy thought, as long as he is not a Mudblood, it doesn't matter if his status is low, even if he doesn't like it.It's not like he doesn't know what it's like to love someone. If possible, he wouldn't want his son to be sad.

Abraxas hesitated, and chose his words.

Old Malfoy couldn't help but said again: "Mudblood?"

The platinum boy didn't like this statement, but he didn't refute it. He just shook his head: "No." Then he saw his father heaving a sigh of relief. lineage."

The old father calmed down even more, but he immediately understood that there must be something wrong, otherwise the son would not have run away without saying a word: "How old are you?" Could it be a little girl, or older?

"29." Abraxas discounted his lover's age.

"What?" Old Malfoy was dizzy for a while, a round older than his son?Then, he was taken aback, is this Oedipus complex?Is it caused by the lack of maternal love?Is this my fault?He was both angry and guilty.No, which girl is still single at 29? After careful calculation, the old father's face is about to turn black: "The Zabini family has already lost two husbands, so it's not suitable for you." He said bluntly , How could his son, who is good at everything, take this offer, and he is still a Kefu woman.

Abraxas choked, it was a complete insult to his taste: "No."

Old Malfoy was puzzled, but where did the pure-blooded older single woman come from, thinking with a bang in his head: "A man?" He screamed, losing all appearance.

The platinum boy nodded.

"You..." From the Oedipus complex to the Electra complex, he knew that he cared less about his son, but no matter how much he neglected to take care of his son, it wouldn't... Old Malfoy was in a mess: "No Possibly, I will never agree."

Facing his father, Abraxas simply shot a straight ball: "We are married." After speaking, he cast his gaze directly.

Old Malfoy was completely struck by the lightning: "What did you say, it's impossible." The Ministry of Magic would not accept such a ridiculous application, and then, he suddenly understood something, taking out the wand was a detection spell, which appeared on the What is in front of me is a link that is much more complicated than normal but definitely a marriage contract: "How dare you..."

"It was connected by accident," Abraxas lied after thinking for a while, "He connected it when he was treating me."

"Treatment?" Old Malfoy repeated in a trance, and belatedly realized that his son's health seemed to be better than before. He used the detection spell again in a daze, and was surprised to find that his son's health was indeed healed.

Abraxas didn't move, he knew that with his father's ability, he couldn't find the problem in his soul.

"When will it be okay?" Old Malfoy once again found out that he had neglected his duties. He didn't know whether to be happy with his son, or to scold his son for being a fool. Although he was grateful to a man who saved his son, he was not so grateful that he was willing to pay his son for compensation. Go up: "You are kind, not..." He wanted to persuade his son to terminate the contract.

"No," the platinum boy who heard the words showed a strange expression on his face, and then said: "I have never been so sober in my life. I love him."

Old Malfoy is very chaotic. I have to say that he has never encountered any ups and downs on the road of raising children in the past ten years. His children are sensible and obedient, so when the child rebelled once, he didn't even have the experience to deal with it. But no matter what, he didn't agree: "You have only lived for a few years..." He snorted coldly and said with a straight face: "No matter who it is, I don't agree, you go and terminate the contract."

The platinum boy was not annoyed, although he wanted to convince his father, but after seeing Black's reaction, he knew it was not that easy, he was more telling the other party: "His name is Jelson Weasley," seeing his father listening His expression suddenly changed in an instant, and he added: "Although they belong to the Weasley family, they are only distant relatives with the Burrow, and have never been in contact with each other."

Old Malfoy was going crazy, Weasley, he never thought it would be this family, not to mention being in-laws, even if anyone stood in front of him, he would feel his eyes were dirty, he would be angry His hands were shaking: "Have you fed your taste to the dog? That kind of lowly family..."

"Don't say that about him." Abraxas was angry this time, he raised his voice, his eyes turned cold: "That's the person I like." He emphasized heavily.

Old Malfoy was furious, and looked at his son who had changed his temper and aura: "Go upstairs, and you are not allowed to go out until school starts." He directly restrained his son's feet, and he would be enraged if he said a few more words die.

Abraxas frowned, knowing that his father didn't want to talk about it, he didn't say much, and turned to go upstairs. Jelson had told him not to resist or sneak away if he was grounded, and wait for him to deal with it.

Three days later, Malfoy Manor.

Old Malfoy didn't care about his work, so he just stayed at home. He had already made difficult preparations to take care of his son, but he was surprised to find that his son no longer took the initiative to mention this matter, and quietly ate, read and slept.Before the platinum man had time to feel at ease, an owl rushed into the living room and threw a letter in front of him. After he opened it, there was only the time, address and signature, from Jason Weasley.Anger surged up again, and he dared to ask him to meet. He really didn't know the heights of heaven and earth. Old Malfoy turned into a sneer, turned his head and changed into an incomparably gorgeous robe, and went out.

The meeting place was a relatively hidden restaurant. Old Malfoy looked at the color scheme of the restaurant, and he was really tasteless. He snorted coldly with disdain, and was led arrogantly by the waiter to the private room. He opened the door and walked in.What caught my eye was the back of the red-haired man. This man was making a pot of tea with his back facing him. He didn't turn his head even when he heard the door knock, but continued to distribute the teacups slowly.

Old Malfoy's aura like a rainbow naturally failed to get a response, which made him even angrier: "Sure enough, it's vulgar and rude..." He came here to find fault. As he was talking, the other party finished his work and turned around. Old Malfoy Fu was taken aback, the man in front of him was plain-looking, but he was wearing a well-tailored dark blue robe: "Please sit down, Mr. Malfoy." The other party said so, and then Shi Shiran sat down, with elegant manners and a gentle smile.

Old Malfoy was indeed surprised. This man was born in the Weasley family, but his behavior was not the same. However, even if it was different from what he imagined, it could not eliminate the anger and objection in his heart: "There is nothing to talk about, I I'm here to tell you, leave my son, I don't know where you came from, but you better get out of England, or..." Before the threatening words could be spoken, the red-haired man waved his hand, With a bang, the door closed on him.

Old Malfoy was startled, and quickly took out his wand, only to realize that the other party hadn't taken out his wand. This was a silent and wandless magic.

"Be cautious in your words and deeds, I think this is a good tradition of Slytherin, Jelson poured the tea into the cup, and said slowly: "Tell me, what is your bargaining chip for being so confident? "After speaking, he looked at the platinum man with a calm expression.

The calm and almost emotionless tone made old Malfoy feel uneasy, and this way of speaking was more like another Slytherin: "Who the hell are you?" Old Malfoy chose to sit down. Obviously, the person in front of him People are far from what he imagined.

Jelson understood that what the other party asked was not his name: "A dark wizard," he chuckled as he looked at the pair of gray eyes that suddenly widened, "Why? Can't the Weasley family have a dark wizard? By the way, I like black magic, I pursue great power, and I believe in the idea that the strong are respected."

"You..." Old Malfoy was really stunned this time, not to mention whether he likes black magic should be put on the table bluntly, but seeing a Weasley say this, a black magic lover Magical Weasley, just incredible.

"We have the same belief, since that's the case, let's solve this matter in a Slytherin way?" Jelson suggested.

"You haven't been to Hogwarts, and I haven't seen you." Old Malfoy calmed down, calculated the man's age, and he came to a conclusion, without direct irony, but also hinted that the other party had nothing to do with Slytherin.

Jason tilted his head slightly, feeling that the other party missed the point: "That's not important, it's nothing more than being divided into different houses. Where else do you think that hat can divide me into?"

Old Malfoy choked, and snorted coldly for a while: "I'd like to see how you can solve it. Where do you have the confidence that I will agree."

The red-haired man smiled playfully, he shook his head and said, "It never matters whether you agree or not," he said coldly, "The important thing is that you don't interfere." Without waiting for the other party to get angry, he continued: " I am stronger than you, I think you should have noticed it just now."

Old Malfoy suppressed his anger. The reason why he didn't jump again was because the person in front of him gave him a lot of oppression.

"However, I'm not here to take revenge." Jelson took out a key and a thick account book and put them on the table, pointing to the key first: "This is the key to the anonymous vault of Gringotts, it's a gift. "

Old Malfoy suddenly felt ridiculous, a Weasley trying to bribe him with money?What a joke.

"I'm just telling you the fact that I'm richer than you." Jelson leaned back lazily, and then his eyes fell on the ledger: "This is the ledger of all the business transactions of the Malfoy family. Obviously, you It’s really busy every day.”

"How did you get it?" Malfoy was really terrified.

"The second gift, you take this to Gringotts, I hired a goblin to help you check the records and accounts, they are better at accounting than wizards, it will reduce your work burden." Jelson said lightly .

There had never been a wizard who could use goblins like this, and Malfoy even felt a sense of fear: "Who the hell are you?" When did the Weasley family have such an outlier?

"The third and final gift." Jelson didn't answer Malfoy, but turned around and took out a big, tightly wrapped package from behind, and put it in front of the platinum man: "Treasure it, I can't make it." It's the second one."

"This is... a portrait?" Old Malfoy hesitated.

"Send you a wife who is younger than you." Jelson stood up, walked out, and said as he walked, "The memory in Hogwarts can only maintain her as a student." After finishing speaking, he opened the space Leave it to the latter, he knows that the latter will not have extra thoughts to listen to his words.

Old Malfoy heard a loud roar in his head, and his body trembled slightly. Impossible, impossible, this can't be... His wife died too early, and there was no portrait left. Many masters who are good at constructing portraits have not been able to do it, because there are too few available memories to carry the portrait at all. How is this possible? Old Malfoy has completely forgotten other things at this time, his hands are shaking, and he finally tore it open. After removing the wrapped layer of oil paper, the familiar beautiful face came into view: "...Olivia." His eye sockets were hot.

"Honey," the girl in the portrait was wearing a Slytherin uniform, and she was also very excited as she grabbed the frame, "Are you okay? You look...you haven't taken good care of yourself."

Old Malfoy shook his head quickly: "I'm fine, fine, it's great to see you."

Sadness appeared in the girl's eyes, she knew that the other party was coaxing her but she did not criticize her, but nodded gently, and listened to her lover's rambling words.

The taciturn platinum man talked for a long time before he stopped, and then he found that there was a card on the table. He took it over, and it was left by Jelson. It had an address written on it, saying that he would bring Abu to live there. Don't worry, you can visit anytime.

After returning to the manor with the portrait in his arms, Old Malfoy knew that his son had left, so he sat on the sofa in the living room in a daze, recalling the conversation in the private room over and over again.

Putting his emotions aside first, and just doing a rational analysis, old Malfoy knew that that person's scheming and city skills were far superior to anyone he met in the aristocratic circle or in the business field. Every word this Weasley said All with deep meaning.

Comparing strength and money is to tell him that tough methods are useless, and taking out the account books is to tell him the details of his wealth and connections. The biggest weakness outside of his son.Thinking of this, old Malfoy even felt terrified, because he didn't know anything about Jelson's details. Such a powerful and difficult existence came from a feuding family. Why did he get involved with his son?If at first old Malfoy believed that his son was cheated, kidnapped and rebellious, now he turned to the other extreme, was his son forced?The son's appearance can be said to be the most exquisite and outstanding in the history of the Malfoy family, is it because of this?Old Malfoy trembled angrily at the thought of this possibility, and Weasley had been placing chips from the beginning to the end. With such strength, did he regard Abramovich as a collectible or a trophy?

Old Malfoy thought about it for two days. It was the first time that he, who had always been sharp in business, felt powerless. Under the persuasion of his wife, he still took the card and decided to check the situation first. He was really right. worried about his son's condition.