[HP] Destiny Thousand Years Later

Abraxas didn't get up and leave the room until his lover fell asleep. He walked downstairs slowly. At this time, Lucius and the others had returned to the living room, and the atmosphere was strangely quiet.

"Not used to it?" Abraxas asked his son directly.

Lucius turned his head, not understanding.

"You guys are unfamiliar." Abraxas sighed, watching his son interact with Jelson, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Lucius was silent, a father he didn't remember, and his surname was Weasley, he didn't slow down at all, so let's talk about unfamiliarity, Draco secretly glanced at his father, then lowered his head, Narcissa looked around See, as the most sociable of the three, she gets along very well with her mother, who also doesn't remember, and of course the similarity between the mother and daughter also plays a role, at least making her very affectionate.

Abraxas thought for a while, and took off the pendant around his neck. The magic item is now empty. He copied some memories and put them in, and handed them over to Narcissa: "A wedding gift for you, although it's a bit late." After finishing speaking, he walked upstairs again, and said as he walked: "You don't need to put the Pensieve, you can see it with magic power."

Abraxas, who returned to the room, looked at his lover's sleeping face in a daze. The relationship that has been missing for many years is not something you can have, but the nature of father and son is always there, and although he hasn't mentioned it before, Lucius should know, How much Jason loved him.

Downstairs, Narcissa held the pendant in a daze, then she looked at her husband, do you want to see it?She gestured with her wand.Since it was a wedding gift, at least it was for the two of them to read. There should be no confidential memories. Lucius didn't say anything and didn't object, and Draco also wanted to see it. don't go.

With a touch of the wand, the silvery-white memory was released immediately, the white mist filled the air, and the surrounding scene immediately changed.

In the first picture, the little platinum dumpling is lying on a cradle and looking inside.

"Does it look good?" the platinum man next to him asked.

"It's pretty." The childish voice responded.

The platinum man immediately turned his head and said to the standing black-haired man, "He likes Narcissa."

"Let's talk about it later!" The black-haired man hugged the little girl with a reluctance on his face.

Narcissa was stunned, and then turned to look at her husband, who maintained a paralyzed expression. Draco was amazed at the same time, it turned out that his father had seen his mother so early.

As soon as the picture turned, it turned to a beautiful and luxurious house. It wasn't too big, but it was full of shining rare treasures.

Platinum Duanzi was lying on the carpet with a complacent expression.

"What's wrong?" The red-haired Jason sat cross-legged on the carpet and poked his son's face.

"Maybe I saw Narcissa yesterday and missed it?" Abraxas said, "The ones I saw before were not eye-catching, so I missed them this time." After he finished speaking casually, he went to the room and took out the chessboard: "You play chess with him..." There was only the child left in the living room, and Abraxas lowered his head: "Where's your father?"

Platinum Duanzi replied softly: "Going out."

"Get out?" Abraxas went to the backyard and looked around. There was no one there, and he was frowning when the front door rang. He hurried over and saw the red-haired man coming back with something in his arms: "You are..."

The red-haired man put it down, and a child rolled on the carpet with a thud, and then began to crawl.

"Xixi..." Platinum Tuanzi was happy and leaned over.

Abraxas was dumbfounded: "Ives gave it to you?"

Jelson sat cross-legged on the carpet again, lazily said: "It was stolen." Then he added: "Leave a note and help them raise them for a few days."

"...You are too used to Lucius." Abraxas stroked his forehead: "Ivis is so angry that he is going to knock on the door."

"He hasn't been to our house, so we can't find him." Jelson smiled.

Little Narcissa, who is less than one year old, can only crawl and babble, but she is surprisingly well-behaved and does not cry at all. When Platinum Tuanzi watched her little playmate crawl, he also crawled on the ground with him, and was very generous. Shove all sorts of shiny objects into the hands of little girls who try to stuff everything into their mouths.

Jelson brought the things over one by one, and Abraxas reluctantly carried the little girl back to the room to take care of it, changed a simple and beautiful little dress for the latter, and put the little diamond gift from his son Trimmed on the hem of the skirt, or strung together as a necklace around the neck of little Narcissa.

After a few days, Platinum Tuanzi liked this playmate very much, he kept talking to each other, and taught little Narcissa how to crawl fast, and the little girl who kept crawling followed and was led to stand up, Platinum Duanzi was even happier. He took the little girl for a walk with a sense of accomplishment. After all, the little girl lacked physical strength and soon fell asleep on the carpet.

Holding the freshly made snacks, Jelson fed his son bit by bit, read story books to him, and then played chess with him. As usual, Platinum Tuanzi regretted the game while playing chess. Poke her son's face, often before finishing a game of chess, little Narcissa wakes up, so Platinum Tuanzi goes to stick to her playmates again.

Then one day, when little Narcissa was standing on the sofa, old Malfoy rushed into the door in a hurry, his face was full of anxiety: "You actually robbed the Black family's daughter!" The old man who was blocked by Elvis Black Malfoy was really mad with anger: "Do you want to give birth to yourself!" He was a little incoherent.

This time, before Jelson could speak, Abraxas bowed his head and said to his son, "Lucius, my sister is going home, go and say goodbye to her."

Platinum Tuanzi immediately turned to look at the other father, and the red-haired man smiled harmlessly: "I'll come to play in the future." Only then did Platinum Tuanzi feel relieved, and walked slowly to the side of the little girl, shaking his hand.

The little girl blinked and said suddenly: "...Lucius."

Platinum Duanzi was immediately surprised.

Abraxas covered his face: "Avis must be crazy this time." The first word that his favorite little daughter learned was not dad.

Jelson was still laughing: "Do you want to give my sister a farewell gift?" He teased his son.

Platinum Duanzi looked around, and gave away all that could be given away before, tilted his head and thought for a while, held the little girl's face in his arms and kissed it, mouth to mouth.

Abraxas saw that he was about to fall, and the face of old Malfoy on the side suddenly turned black. He turned his head and almost pointed at Jelson's nose and scolded: "What are you doing in front of the children every day! Look at what he learned!" !"

Platinum Tuanzi shrank back in fright from his grandfather's roar, and turned to look at his father hesitantly.

Jason raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and pulled Abraxas for a hot kiss.

Old Malfoy was about to explode, he stomped forward and hugged little Narcissa and left, he was nosy because his mind was convulsed, and he closed the door heavily with a bang.

After the kiss, Abraxas looked helpless, while Jelson bent down and picked up the platinum dumpling, before saying, "He scared my son," he said, kissing his son's cheek, "Not afraid, huh?"

Platinum Tuanzi nodded ignorantly.

All the memories were scattered, and a mass of silvery white returned to the pendant.

Draco ran out of the living room as if his ass was on fire, because his father, who was always stern, blushed, even with a paralyzed face, and seeing such a dark history of his parents would not be dismissed. Forget about it.

Narcissa who always thought she was chasing after him: "My dear..." After a pause, he coughed lightly and continued: "Your father is really... No wonder your grandfather gritted his teeth when he saw the Weasleys."

Lucius: "..."

Narcissa put away the pendant, it was a gift from the elders, so it had to be put away carefully.

Lunch is still eaten in the courtyard.

Jelson noticed that the atmosphere had changed a bit. Narcissa asked him directly what he liked to eat with a smile on her face, and from time to time she said that Lucius also liked it, but Lucius still ate without refuting. As for Draco, he obviously didn't. So reserved.

Abraxas was very relieved that a family should always look like a family.

After dinner, Jelson passed a letter to Narcissa: "You go to the Ministry of Magic and give it to Scrimgeour." He probably finished his thoughts, and he didn't look at Lucius and Derrick until Narcissa left. Laco, hand them two small white stones, one for each of them.

"What is this?" Draco didn't even guess, and asked directly out of curiosity.

Abraxas recognized that this was the recording stone, which seemed to be something unique to the Weasley family back then.

"It can be hidden in the body," Jelson didn't think about inheriting his own magic before, but now the situation has changed drastically, he said slowly: "The Weasley family has blood magic, and they can learn it by themselves through the recording stone. Inspired by blood, many of them don't even have specific spells, and they are silent spells when they are practiced. The main function is to use black magic to relieve black magic damage and heal... dark magic creatures." Bloodlines are more difficult to heal after they are purely injured. Potions or ordinary healing spells are ineffective for them, and white magic healing spells can even hurt them. Only my bloodline has the power to heal them, that is to say, the dark world On that side, as long as you can win, you can be your allies."

Draco stared blankly at the stone, and Lucius looked serious after thinking for a moment: "You mean to win?"

"There is a world where the strong are respected, and only the strong can be respected," Jelson pointed out. "You don't necessarily have to win by yourself. It's two different things if you take the initiative to heal them and being arrested to heal them. You can understand that." ?"

Lucius understood this time: "Everyone in the Weasley family?" He asked suddenly.

Jelson was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "They can't learn it, the power in the blood is too thin, my blood..." sighed and said: "My physique is very special, even if it's just blood, part of the spell can be lifted You have inherited half of my bloodline. Although the magic power is not strong, the power of the bloodline will not be weak. You can learn this, not only that, use the least magic power to maximize the magic effect, steal the magic power scattered by your companions during the battle, Slowly, you can do it.”

This is a completely different magic system. Draco clenched the stone tightly, shocked and excited. For the first time, Lucius felt that having Weasley's blood was a very wonderful thing. He thought for a while and said, "You are right. The attitude of the dark world?"

"It's uncertain whether it's an enemy or a friend, but if you learn this, you will have more choices," Jelson said frankly, and added: "The more you learn, the stronger your blood power will be and complement each other. This ability is in magic. The world is unique, so proceed with caution."

"...what?" Draco's excitement had not faded.

"As I said just now, my blood has the effect of breaking the curse, and yours also has it, and it will only be stronger in the future." Jelson emphasized: "The ability to treat dark magical creatures complements the shortcomings of the dark world. Do you understand the meaning of these?" With him and Abu around, they can always protect them, but what if something happens?Naturally, these words should be reminded in advance.

Lucius was silent, Draco also bowed his head in thought, they all understood.

After a while, Lucius said: "I feel very good, thank you...Father." Having a unique talent plus Slytherin's prudence, and having such a way to become stronger, what is there to be dissatisfied with?Even in the future...he may not be worse than Tom Riddle.

The author has something to say: Single dog Draco: The baby is suffering, but the baby doesn't say anything.

ps. Cherish the time when you have dog food