[HP] Destiny Thousand Years Later

Until he returned to the manor, Lucius still felt that everything he experienced today was like a dream. Narcissa followed obediently, and she realized after a while why the portrait of old Malfoy wanted to "complain to Mr. Malfoy." "Yes, because Mr. Malfoy is strong enough to stand up to anyone in the wizarding world.

"Change your clothes, you don't look good in black," Abraxas felt a little tired after he finished speaking, he didn't force himself: "I'm a little tired, I'll talk about what I have to do tomorrow," he said as he walked upstairs, thinking of something Added: "Do not enter the guest room at the stairway."

The husband and wife responded reflexively. Lucius looked down at the clothes on his body. His father was still the same. In the direction of the guest room, did Mr. Malfoy bring anything back?

When the husband and wife sat at the long table for dinner, and no one came down from the upstairs, Narcissa, who had already recovered, couldn't help but said, "Lucius, do you know that your father is so powerful?"

The nobleman who changed into a gorgeous robe looked at his wife and shook his head. If he knew this, he would not be stupid to follow the Dark Lord. When he was young, he was ambitious and loved to fight for power. His grandfather taught him a little bit about this, but his father even He doesn't take over the family affairs, and naturally he doesn't care about external disputes. He always thought that his father was in poor health...

Narcissa recalled the conversations in the Department of Mysterious Affairs, and whispered again: "Who is Justin?" She had never heard of this character who was obviously related to the Dark Lord.

Lucius shook his head again, he didn't know either.

Then Narcissa thought of something, and looked up at the guest room at the top of the stairs on the second floor. Almost at the same time, Lucius would feel sorry for himself. The person who influences the Dark Lord's mood is in his house, he...

That night, the couple didn't sleep well. Early the next morning, Lucius took care of the mirror and drank some potions to make himself look more energetic. How should I put it, with his father It's okay to stand together like brothers, but it would be too embarrassing if you look older. Even Narcissa changed into a brighter robe and put on makeup seriously before the two went downstairs.

Not long after, Abraxas also came down, looked at the two of them, and smiled: "It's pretty good." He never hides his words in this regard.

Narcissa set up a table of various breakfasts, and then the three of them ate quietly. After eating the tea that Narcissa put on for digestion, Abraxas picked it up, took a sip, and said to his son: "Tell me, what happened in these years?"

Lucius has been thinking about what to say. Hearing this question, he sorted out his thoughts and began to speak in chronological order, mainly about the Dark Lord. Since his father disappeared, the Dark Lord's actions have become more and more serious. Bigger, then a war broke out in the wizarding world, then the emergence of prophecy, the "death" of the Dark Lord until today's comeback.

"A lot of people died?" Abraxas asked after a while.

The couple in front of them nodded immediately.

No wonder both the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore wanted him to help, Abraxas pondered, and said, "What about Slytherin?"

"A lot of people died too." Lucius said solemnly: "Your generation can be said to have died, and most of the surviving ones were neutral Slytherins." Only a few people were tortured to death by the devil king.

Abraxas frowned slightly. When he left, Riddle didn't make such a fuss. Why did he suddenly lose control?Riddle clearly knew that Jelson was interested... He understood something and fell silent.

At this time, the sound of something hitting the ground suddenly came from upstairs, followed by two or three more.

Lucius and Narcissa raised their heads when they heard the sound. The sound came from the guest room. They glanced at each other, and then looked at the elders at the table.Abraxas came back to his senses, looked up and did not speak.The couple turned their eyes upwards again, and then the door opened, and a man came out, about 35 years old, his face was thin, pale, and his body was even more slender as if he was severely malnourished. Pressing on the escalator and looking down, when looking at Abraxas, he raised his eyebrows, and when his eyes fell on Lucius, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then slowly walked down the steps.

The man went down step by step, obviously unwell, but showing a sense of domineering. When he stood by the table, this feeling became more obvious. Behind the man was a pitiful house-elf. Holding the potion in his hands, he murmured in frustration and guilt: "Xingyi didn't complete the task of the master, it's useless..."

Abraxas looked at the house elf and said, "It's not your fault, go down."

Shining's big eyes were full of gratitude, but he was still extremely frustrated. He tremblingly put the potion bottle on the table before it disappeared with a bang.

"How many years?" It was the thin man who spoke again, with a hoarse voice but without losing momentum, looking at Abraxas: "Why did you seal my magic power?"

"Temporary." Abraxas replied, and cast a spell of time display.

Looking at the numbers floating in the air, the man was silent for a long time, then he walked towards the gate.

Abraxas didn't move, just watched, and then said softly: "Justin, how far can your current body go?"

Justin stopped, turned his head, with boredom and impatience in his eyes, and then his eyes fell on the potion bottle again. He walked back, grabbed the potion bottle, looked at the blond woman who was staring at him and said: "Girl, go up and change the decoration of the room, it's so white that it hurts my eyes."

Narcissa was startled, and looked at Abraxas, who nodded to her, so she got up and went up, Lucius was a little unclear about the situation, a person that the Dark Lord valued, at least he could see that this person was not Kind, but his father's attitude is peaceful and strange.

Justin sat on an empty sofa, stretched his body casually, and then glanced aside: "Beauty, what's your name." His tone was both frivolous and presumptuous.

Lucius looked back blankly, he wasn't afraid of a wizard whose magic power was sealed.

"Lucius." It was Abraxas who answered.

Justin raised his head, the light made him squint his eyes, the brooch is now tightly held in his palm, it's too bad, what are the things, can't let him die quietly, Yu Guang Seeing the woman upstairs coming down, he stood up, took the potion and went upstairs, ignoring others.

"Father..." Lucius said.

"Don't pay attention to him." Abraxas replied, also stood up, and walked to the backyard.

The rest of the husband and wife looked at each other, was it a little too casual for a hostage? Also, would the Dark Lord rush to the manor for this person?Narcissa cleaned up the table, Lucius sat on the sofa in a daze, what should he do next?He will definitely not go out recently. At this time, several owls flew in with letters and threw them on the table.

Narcissa gathered letters, sat next to her husband, and handed them over. They all wanted to visit, including Dumbledore, Scrimgeour, and Sirius, and the remaining letters were also from Slytherin nobles, neutral faction .It seems that in just one night, the news spread secretly.

Lucius thought for a while, and went to the backyard with the letter. It was not up to him to decide. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw his father sitting on the recliner in a daze, looking at the scenery of the yard so lazily, but as if Nothing caught his eye.

Hearing the intention of his son's visit, Abraxas said casually: "Just say that I am not in good health and cannot entertain them." Slowly added: "Be polite."

Lucius: "..." This excuse is too...fake.But he still nodded, and then he didn't leave, just sat on another chair. After a while, Narcissa came over with some snacks and a chess board. She winked at her husband, who hesitated, and said: "Father, do you want to play chess?" This is a game that father and son used to play.

Abraxas froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Okay."

So the two began to play chess, and habitually muted the sound of the chess pieces. You move one step at a time. Abraxas's chess skills are mediocre. He can't beat his son. He can't help but find it funny when he looks at his son who is racking his brains to make him win, but He didn't say anything, he just felt that the stern-faced son was as serious as his father's stern-faced one.

Lucius found that his father's routine was almost the same as before. Except for eating and sleeping, he would either sit on the second-floor balcony and read a book in the sun, or sit in the backyard and watch the scenery. With a cup of tea in his hand, he could spend an entire afternoon. All kinds of letters came in one after another, no longer talking about visiting his father, but wanting to visit him instead, and there was another letter from Mrs. Zabini who wanted to visit Narcissa.

"The Zabini family also participated in the war?"

Lucius looked up in surprise, not expecting his father to be interested in this family: "No, their family has always been neutral, but now there is only one woman and one child left in the family." The bloody brutality of the Dark Lord made Slytherin They were trembling, and suddenly a Slytherin who seemed stronger and kinder appeared, and naturally some people couldn't help but come to test it.

Narcissa added: "That child and Draco are friends, so..." Because the children have a good relationship, Mrs. Zabini also hits it off, so they also socialize.

"...This is rare." Abraxas looked at Lucius' questioning eyes, and after thinking about it, he explained: "There used to be a witch in the Zabini family who had a very strange taste, and I got a headache just looking at it. "Recalling something, he continued: "If you have a good relationship, it doesn't matter if you come to play during the holidays."

It sounded more like emotion than disgust, and even had a good impression, Lucius nodded.It just rained outside today, although it stopped but the courtyard was wet, Narcissa put the chessboard in the living room, so the father and son played chess again, Narcissa watched from the side, thinking that her son would go home soon, Other things are fine, what about the one upstairs, that Justin hasn't come out for three days, but he is very noisy, picky about food and clothes, and depends on newspapers, magazines and books, not only the ones of the day, but also In the past ten years, the house elf Winky has been tossed and looked even more frustrated because of this. Mr. Malfoy just said that everything is up to him, and even today the man asked for a set of knives and did not refuse.

Narcissa was still thinking about it, the upstairs door opened, the effect of the potion was obviously good, the man was still very thin but he looked much healthier, the blood on his face had returned, his facial features looked much more delicate, the man walked this time It was very neat, and I arrived at the living room in two or three steps.

Abraxas looked up. Justin was wearing a plain dark purple robe, without makeup, which is...should he be comforted that the other party didn't wear pink to stimulate him.

Justin gritted his teeth and looked at the chessboard. The same old routine existed thousands of years ago, and it hasn't changed much now.

Seeing that his father didn't speak and continued to move, Lucius also continued. The man next to him only took a few steps before making a sneering voice: "Is it interesting to try to let him go?"

Lucius' hand holding the wizard chess froze, and Justin walked up to Abraxas: "Get out of the way, I will play the next game."

Lucius, who didn't want to talk to the man at all, saw his father really got up and gave up his seat, and suddenly felt helpless, so he had to restart the game with a cold face. This man was vulgar and rude, but his father's attitude was very tolerant. Hughes didn't think about it too much, because the opponent's chess skills were so superb that he had no time to be distracted.

The chess game was played in the middle, but the man stopped suddenly. Lucius looked over coldly, and the opponent's expression became a little complicated, then he suddenly smiled, turned to his father and said, "That's not like you."

Abraxas was silent. How to play wizard chess was taught by Jelson before Lucius was two years old.

Justin stood up. Wizard chess is played well, either by intelligence, or by strategy and calculation. When it comes to chess skills, Jelson is the best. He is on the same level as Tom. As for Senior Malfoy, Come on, that bit of intelligence is only enough to get started.After straightening his robe, Justin undid his hair again: "Let's go!" Then he walked out the door quickly. It doesn't matter if his magic power has not recovered, anyway, he has never used magic much.

This time Abraxas did not stop.

"Just let him go like this?" Lucius couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, he's...a friend." Abraxas paused and defined the relationship between the two. He came back this time to save Justin. Back then, he robbed a lot of magic power and returned to Jie Ersen's side, while purifying, introduces it into his lover's body little by little, hoping to nourish the damaged soul. Fortunately, the blood of the curse master does not reject foreign magic, but coordinates conflicts. Even so, he is still very careful. In the past 20 years, what he has done in the past [-] years is to wrap the essence of magic power layer by layer, until Jelson's body can't hold it, and he can feel that the soul power of the other party is no longer leaking.At this time, the magic power in the pendant was still left, so he thought about Justin, and used these to clear the remnants of spells on Justin's body, and sealed Justin's own magic power to prevent the two forces from colliding. When Justin's magical power dissipated, his own will naturally return.

The husband and wife glanced at each other. The relationship was really delicate, and it was about the Dark Lord. Lucius said, "That person..." This kind of address naturally seemed timid. He hesitated for a moment, but he still couldn't call his name directly.

"At the beginning, I should have talked to him." Abraxas lowered his eyes. Because he didn't like Riddle, the two never had a serious conversation, so the current situation came into being.

Seeing that his father obviously didn't want to say any more, Lucius had no choice but to keep his voice shut, but people couldn't help but be curious about what the past of the previous generation was like. Narcissa also looked tangled, but luckily at least Draco didn't have to come back. I saw that man.

The author has something to say: I started working overtime due to professional reasons... Fortunately, it's not the year of birth, so I should be able to block Sha, I still want to watch the live-action version of Hua Mulan... Tears

The streets in Wuhan are empty, and you have to walk to get to work. It is said that the last time my big Wuhan was closed was the Wuchang Uprising...the last time it was during the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom period, hey.

Happy New Year to everyone in advance.