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

The mouth braked again.He nimbly jumped off the table, took a few steps backwards, and did not speak until he kept a relatively safe distance from the man.

"Did you use Legilimency on me just now?"

Abraxas chuckled inwardly, "You still know Legilimency? That's a seventh-grade class."

"Can't I preview?" The child's expression became more and more vigilant, as if he had just realized that the man in front of him was an adult black wizard.

"Students from Hogwarts who are not in the seventh grade? Students from Gryffindor?" Abraxas walked towards the child step by step, "You really don't consider telling me your identity?"

"You can either cast a restoring curse on me, or get out!" The child cursed loudly, "I will help you escape when I am really full. If I don't buy dinner, forget it, and offend someone who doesn't even have you." Those who dare to provoke!"

Abraxas was a little overwhelmed.

Lucius never dared to yell at him, let alone stand in front of him with red eye circles.

Suddenly, there was a burning sting in Abraxas' right arm, and the Dark Lord returned.He didn't have time to say goodbye to the child, and left the stone house in a hurry.

peer

The meeting place was in an old house in Little Hangleton. As usual, Abraxas and McNeil sat closest to the Dark Lord, and Orion sat next to Abu.Lestrange was unable to attend the meeting due to illness, but a new face sat in his place.

Not long after, the Dark Lord walked in through the door.The chatter of the crowd immediately subsided, and Abraxas noticed that the new face was proudly puffing out his chest.

"My friends," the Dark Lord's deep and hoarse voice echoed throughout the meeting room, "did everything go well during my absence?"

"Dumbledore has not responded to the challenge yet, but I have been exerting pressure on him on behalf of the Alliance Committee, and I believe the situation will turn around soon." McNeill spoke first.

"How are the Germans?" The Dark Lord stroked Nagini's head, letting the giant snake coil in his arms.

McNeil swallowed, trying to control his gaze from wandering to the giant snake, "There is intelligence that the Germans are planning to sneak attack from the bottom of the sea."

"Abu," the Dark Lord's voice was so soft that no emotion could be heard, "what do you think?"

"The bottom of the sea means a huge consumption of mana, and Grindelwald dare not take such a big risk." Abraxas considered his words for a while, "Perhaps the so-called sneak attack on the bottom of the sea is just a cover, and the Germans may have another purpose."

"Could they choose to apparate," McNeil sneered, "A large group of wizards appeared collectively in Merlin Park...?"

The Dark Lord gave McNeill a warning look, and the last few words of the sentence were swallowed back by his master as if silenced.

"Carol, go and get the map." The Dark Lord took out a quill and drew a red line between the straits, "Abramovich is right, Grindelwald is more likely to take the route than walking from the bottom of the sea." Air strikes. But the premise of air strikes is to keep the magical magnetic field of the place unimpeded."

"Little Lestrange, where do you think they will land from?" The Dark Lord tapped the table lightly with his knuckles.For an instant, all the hooded people in the room turned their eyes to the new face, as if they had just noticed someone here.

"London...or Devon, I think." Little Lestrange's voice trembled, and he bit down on the syllables, as if afraid that the Dark Lord might mishear his answer.

"Very good." The Dark Lord nodded approvingly, "Crabbe, you lead people to lurk in Devon first. Carlo, Gagson, Goyle, you go to the two buildings in London that control the magic magnetic field to guard , once a suspicious wizard approaches, report to me immediately."

"Yes, Master," replied the Death Eaters.

"That's all for today, Abu, please stay here."

When everyone left one after another, the Dark Lord sat beside Abraxas like he did when he was a student.

"Abu, I implore you to pay more attention to that girl from Alphad's family recently."

"Matilda? What happened to her?" Abraxas was a little surprised. This trip to Albania was probably related to longevity. He never thought that the girl would be involved in this kind of thing.

The Dark Lord pondered for a moment, but was not in a hurry to answer.He stroked the ring on his index finger with his pale fingertips, and said slowly, "Abu, I shouldn't have kept this from you."

Abraxas felt a chill in his heart, he didn't expect that just such a sentence would anger the suspicious nerves of the Dark Lord.

"No matter what happens, Master, I will offer all the loyalty of the Malfoy family."

This clumsy show of loyalty seemed to amused the Dark Lord, he patted Abu on the shoulder, "How has Lucius learned recently?"

It was already daylight when we left Little Hangleton.The blue sky enveloped the original Malfoy Manor, and Abraxas saw Orion waiting for him at the corner of the street as expected.

"Want to have a cup of tea?" Olaine changed into a more orthodox suit, with a long tie hanging under his belt. "I have a meeting at eight o'clock later."

"The situation is not optimistic." Abraxas patted his old friend on the shoulder.

"It couldn't be worse than Lestrange." Orion said a little stubbornly, "Are you really going to let Lucius do this?"

Abraxas sighed.The two walked in silence for a while, and the door lights of the bars on both sides of the road began to go out one after another.

"Do you think I'm an ungrateful person?" Abraxas asked suddenly.He remembered the time he had delayed some kid's dinner shopping.

"Seriously, Abu," said Orion, taking a deep puff on his cigar and pointing his fat finger at the all-night couples on the street, "if you asked me this question when you were 20, I'd think you I have a girl I like."

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After Abraxas left, Matilda was stunned in the room for a while.

He was summoned by the lord, and Matilda was all too familiar with that expression.She had been boarding with Orion until she was five years old, when Orion's right arm would suddenly jerk and her stern and troubled uncle would suddenly disappear.

Death, killing... Every time Orion leaves, Matilda is shocked.She squatted down slowly, wrapping her hands tightly around her knees.At this moment, there is a great sense of guilt permeating the girl's heart.The war has become within reach, and every separation may be a farewell, but I have repeatedly messed up things, first with Sirius, and then with the golden-haired peacock.

It was completely dark, and Sirius still didn't know if he was going home or not.Thinking of this, Matilda quickly picked up a spare broom in the rock house and flew towards Potter Manor.

The Potter Manor in the distance is like a fantasy island. The kind Mrs. Potter always sets the lights in the yard to a warm yellow color.If mother is still there, she should be as gentle as Mrs. Potter, right?Matilda was lying on the broom, thinking wildly, and the lights in front of her eyes became dim before she knew it.In just ten minutes, she couldn't fly to the manor. After an unknown amount of time, Matilda felt her eyes go dark, and she fell off the broom.

Matilda woke up on a big soft bed. Before she could carefully observe the surrounding environment, a big face approached her eyes.

"Sister, you're finally awake." James stared wide-eyed, scratched the hair that had become a bird's nest like a conditioned reflex, and shouted loudly, "Mom, Padfoot's sister is awake!"

It turned out that this was Potter Manor.

Matilda shook her drowsy head, the effect of the Polyjuice Potion had passed, and Mrs. Potter was walking towards her in a hurry.

"Does your head still hurt? Dear child," Mrs. Potter asked distressedly, "it's James's father who insisted on putting a spell around the manor, saying that he wanted to confuse those dark wizards, but he didn't expect us to Baby Mal is hurt."

As she spoke, she held Matilda's face in her hands and looked at it carefully, "Fortunately, nothing happened."

"Sister, you don't know," James interjected, "that Padfoot guy had to go out in the middle of the night last night, and found you passed out in the yard."

"That's right, you siblings are like soulmates." Mrs. Potter also smiled.

Before she finished speaking, Matilda saw Sirius standing at the door with a cold face holding a bowl of porridge.Facing the two outsiders, Matilda didn't know how to speak.At least her stubborn brother didn't want to talk, he put the porridge bowl heavily on the bedside table, folded his arms and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Mrs. Potter thoughtfully pulled her son out, so there were only two siblings left in the room.

"I'm sorry." In the end, Matilda spoke first, "I shouldn't blame you."

"You didn't." Sirius pursed his mouth, his long eyelashes drooping, "I did buy that Polyjuice Potion."

"A man dares to act bravely." He grinned embarrassedly and laughed at himself.

"I just don't want you to always educate me like an elder. You are only five years older than me, and you are considered the same age as you are under the age of 15." He waved his five fingers in front of Matilda angrily. Like poking my sister in the eye.

"And I just want to enter Gryffindor, and none of you can stop me." Seeing that Matilda had no objection, he continued to add.

"No." Matilda's voice was a little hoarse.

"Why not?" Sirius asked.