HP If I Never Been to Rock House [Abraxas Malfoy]

He ran up the stairs, ignoring his father's thoughts that "Sirius can make compound soup in the first grade, you are already behind".

After returning to the room, Matilda tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The bleak and dark sky outside the window seemed to be gradually clearing up, and her face had returned to the appearance of black hair and gray eyes.Maybe it was past midnight, Matilda finally couldn't stand it anymore and jumped out of bed, and pulled out a piece of letter paper from the drawer.

She has a secret in her heart, as if about to burst out of her mouth.

Do you want to tell Bella?Matilda leaned on the table for a long time, letting the quill pen smudge the letter paper with bigger and bigger blue ink marks.As if she had made up her mind, Matilda took out another intact piece of letter paper from the drawer, and quickly wrote a few lines on the paper.

Dear Slug Bella:

maybe I met someone I shouldn't like.

love you matilda

The snowy owl grabbed the letter and gradually disappeared into the dark blue night. Matilda patted her cheek, and gently placed the little snake brought back from the Liuguo Hotel on the blanket.

This is what Bella asked her to bring back from the Six Nations Hotel. Those so-called "gambles" are actually just rhetoric.

Rock House

Perhaps because she didn't sleep well yesterday, it was already noon when she woke up the next day.The sun seems to be looming at the end of the sky, and the bleak afterglow outlines a beautiful golden border beside the clouds.

Matilda walked to the window of the bedroom in her pajamas, and touched the damp window sill outside with her finger.

Looks like it's going to rain again.

Alphard was temporarily sent to France by the Ministry of Magic, and Matilda smacked her lips noncommittally as she looked at the note her father left her on the table.Fortunately, Sirius' home is only one block away from here, and Matilda is planning to abduct her restless brother out to accompany her, which happens to give this piece of "wild material" something to do.Thinking of this, she took a few sips of compound potion and walked towards Grimmauld Square.

Learning to bark three times downstairs was the secret code she had agreed with Sirius since she was a child.After a while, her little cousin came out of the wall.

"My dad is on a business trip, can I eat at your house these few days?" Matilda tried to hug the naughty little wolf dog like she did when she was a child, but Sirius ruthlessly broke away.

He tugged hard at the new robe that was wrinkled by Matilda, and after a while he said sullenly, "The old man is at home these few days, come if you're not afraid."

"Why don't you dare? I'm your father's fourth most beloved niece." Matilda was stubborn on the surface, but she didn't know what to do in her heart. Who didn't know that Alphard raised the little wolf dog in front of him as an heir, in case the first branch of school opened in September Well, the little wolf dog was assigned to Gryffindor just like himself, so the "shit pot" on his body can be taken off, but he can't take it off.

"Isn't my dad just four nieces?" Sirius shook his head, not seeing each other for a few days, his cousin's face seemed to have thickened a few layers.

"Why don't you come to my house to eat?" Matilda said with a hint of pleading.

"I have an appointment with James tonight, but I can go to the department store with you," Sirius replied impatiently. He hails a Knight bus and ran up it in three steps at a time. Matilda shouted, "Hurry up and buy tickets."

Matilda reluctantly took out ten nats from her wallet, "Mason's, two people."

"Two nats to go," said the conductor, grabbing Matilda's robe.

"Isn't it five nats per person?" Matilda asked in surprise.

"The Muggle Queen ascended the throne today, all districts have restricted apparation in order to maintain law and order," the salesperson said in a tone of reluctance to sit still, "If you have any comments, please tell the Bureau of Magical Transport."

Matilda didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, she took out the change and handed it over, "Sirius, if you grow up to work in the Ministry of Magic, you have to deal with these profiteers."

"No," Sirius snorted vigorously, as if he wanted to blow the snot out of his nose, "I don't want someone more boring than my dad to control me every day."

He cleared his throat, and put on a strange aristocratic accent, "Right now, the relationship between Britain and Germany is tense. The Ministry of Magic has decided to send a representative to maintain the alliance with France."

Matilda giggled amused by her younger brother's winking performance. She poked the little wolf dog on the head and asked, "Who are you imitating?"

"Here," Sirius pulled out today's Daily Prophet from the shelf next to it. On the front page was the oily face of Abraxas, the director of the Department of Disease Prevention. "Sister, you can't like the Malfoy family in the future. I don't care what happens to Narcissa, but you can't."

Matilda looked away with a little embarrassment, "You will be the head of the Black family sooner or later, and dealing with the Malfoy family is inevitable."

"I won't," Sirius' face suddenly became firmer than ever before, "I will definitely enter Gryffindor, and I will run away from home after seven years of study."

"You little brat thinks too far," Matilda squinted at him, "You might not even pass the first grade exam."

"I'm the most talented of the generation of the Black family!" Sirius was a little furious, "I can make compound soup now, how about you?"

"Do you dare to say that is not the finished product you bought?"

"It wasn't originally!"

"Sirius, if you don't tell the truth, I'll tell your dad about you teasing Bella."

"I'm not going with you!"

Sirius stood up awkwardly, his little face puffed up with anger.As soon as the Knight Bus stopped at St. Mungo's Station, he rushed down without looking back.

==

The fourteenth floor of St. Mungo's is holding a very important German.This is top-secret information, and even a person at the level of the director is not qualified to ask it.

When Abraxas was buying and selling information with an informant at the Pig's Head Bar a week ago, he overheard a voice from the next table. The man spoke pure French and wore a huge black hood.Abu wasn't sure if the other party had leaked his words on purpose, but he had no reason not to try.It happened that St. Mungo had just imported three-quart white fresh and four-quart poisonous ginseng from Sweden, and he needed to sign it himself.

The streets were full of celebrating Muggles, and there was a traffic jam from the Ministry of Magic to St. Mungo's for almost three hours.Unexpectedly, as soon as he got out of the car, Abraxas was hit and staggered by a boy running madly towards him.The boy ran away quickly without even stopping. Abraxas rubbed his stomach, and suddenly noticed a watchful gaze behind him.

He pretended to be angry, turned his head and cursed in the direction the child left, but that gaze seemed to have disappeared, and he could no longer notice it.

The situation is not right.

Abraxas changed his mind temporarily, bypassing St. Mungo's and walking along Depp Parkway.The opponent's strength is obviously much higher than his own, but he is not sure of his purpose for a while.

At the end of the road was Mason's Department Store, and Abraxas walked towards the crowded place as leisurely as possible while thinking about countermeasures.Inadvertently, he caught a familiar figure in front of the yogurt counter on the first floor.

It's the kid at the Six Nations Hotel.

The child was wearing a pair of black overalls this time, and was struggling to reach the top layer of frozen yogurt on tiptoe.Abraxas squeezed his way through the crowd, and when the child's fingers just touched the yogurt bottle, he took the child's little hand with his and helped him take the yogurt down.

The ring that symbolized the Malfoy family just touched the child's middle finger, and Abraxas felt the little hand in the palm visibly stiffen.

Just letting him pull like this, the child didn't turn around, "Benefactor?"

Abraxas lowered his head and leaned against the child's ear, his exhaled breath stroked the broken hair on the child's neck.

"it's me."

"What are you doing here?" the child asked with a complicated expression.

"Hmm... buy yogurt." Abraxas decided to change being followed into a more elegant word.

The child sneaked a glance at the door, and snorted softly, "I believe you, the person at three o'clock is here to grab the special yogurt?"

Abraxas smiled awkwardly, "I'm not familiar with this side, can you help me get out?"

The child blinked and seemed to be thinking about it seriously.

Suddenly, he held Abraxas' arm with his backhand, and activated the Portkey in his pocket.After a suffocating squeeze, Abraxas and the child stood in front of a stone house.Immediately he released Abraxas's arm, ran to the door of the house and opened it.

"Come in," the child winked at him, "you are the one invited."

Abraxas looked at the child's back with a little amusement, he moved his arm, and the red mark tightly grasped by the little hand was still there.

"Who is that person? His magic pressure is simply suffocating." The child jumped onto the long table in the living room and asked curiously.

"Magic pressure?" Abraxas raised his eyebrows, and at this moment he was leaning casually on the armrest of the sofa.

"That's a word I made up myself." The child replied embarrassingly, as if he was trying to draw a specific shape in the air with his hands, "It's like a kind of breath, which can't be restrained by man-made magic." Wait, I've always wondered why you adults can't feel it."

"So, your body is a child?" Abraxas was a little bit dumbfounded.

"Can you tell me your name?" There was a slight hint of refusal in his voice this time.

The child paused, as if to speak