[hp] Dragon Training

The man in a black suit looked around the antique shop, seeming very interested.He smiled: "When I came here with Malfoy before, there weren't so many things in the store. At that time, he privately said that it was a bit like a place for Muggles to collect scraps, but now it looks more like it."

The old man thought for a while: "Are you a friend of Mr. Lucius?"

The young man smiled: "No, it's Abraxas Malfoy. I accompanied him here once during the holidays."

The old man froze for a moment. If he wasn't lying, it was at least decades ago, but this young man looked to be in his early twenties at most.He looked at this man, and felt that he was like the incarnation of night in the black suit, even the dark and damp Tump Alley couldn't compare to the gloomy aura on him.

The young man yawned, as if he was very sleepy, there was a little water in his eyes, and he looked like he hadn't woken up. The whole good-looking person suddenly became extremely lazy.The old man felt that the yawn was too immediate, and his eyes widened suddenly: "Mr. Riddle?"

Riddle squinted his eyes and looked at him with a blurred vision. He thought the old man would be afraid of him or show some fear, but he was just a little surprised, and soon calmed down.

Riddle smiled, a little surprised: "Aren't you afraid of me? Are you not afraid that I will kill you directly?"

The old man glanced at him, then shook his head: "I am no longer afraid of death at my age. Besides, people who live in this alley live in darkness all their lives, and they don't care about life or death."

Riddle suddenly wanted to see if he really didn't care, but because he had something to do, he kept that killing intent in his heart for the time being.

"I'm here to buy news. I want to know about the Deathly Hallows."

The old man glanced at him: "It's not cheap."

Riddle smiled again, this person is not afraid of death, but still likes money while alive.He took out a platinum cuff from his pocket: "Decades ago, he put things here, stacked dozens of things at home here and paid a deposit. Now those things are The antique, he gave it to me and said it would be used as capital for me to have children and travel around the world in the future, I don’t need it anymore, and now it’s yours.”

The old man looked at the platinum cuff and was suddenly speechless. The cufflinks mortgaged by Gringotts would be a lot of wealth, but at that time Abraxas said that the things in the vault were not worth it. It was so easy to take it out, and put it in his place.Now that decades have passed, the treasure has been dusted, and if it can't wait for the owner, it will be given away.

The old man looked at the cuff, the specially made material was matte in the room, like a drop of tears from an old friend when he was crying.

With a long sigh, he put the button down: "...the Deathly Hallows is divided into three parts, the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak. The Wand of the Elder was given by Gellert Grindelwald, the German devil, Stolen from a wand shop... but when he got married, he split the wand in two, and gave the wand with half of its powerful magic power to his beloved wife like a twin."

The old man looked serious: "That wife is the current headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore!"

Riddle: "..." Even the Dark Lord went mad for a moment because of this truth, his eyes widened suddenly, thinking that this desperate old man was lying to himself.But looking at his serious expression, it didn't seem like he was lying.Riddle frowned and continued to listen to the old man.

"The Elder Wand is split in two, half in the hands of Albus Dumbledore, and the other half is still in the hands of Gellert Grindelwald. When Albus divorced him, he refused to agree to it. , holding a wand and ran into the prison angrily, thinking that his wife would definitely come to him one day." The old man said seriously gossip, "and the resurrection stone... this is a bit difficult, but it may be Si A relic of Leitlin. That's the only rumor left, nothing else."

Riddle frowned in surprise. He himself was a descendant of Slytherin, but to be honest, apart from Parseltongue and the Chamber of Secrets, he did not inherit any inheritance from Slytherin.If Slytherin still had relics left in the world, he would have to get them regardless of whether it was the Resurrection Stone or not. It seemed that he needed to search extensively.

"The last is the Invisibility Cloak." A confident expression appeared on the old man's face, "This is the clearest, because in fact, many people know that the last person who owned the Invisibility Cloak was James Potter from the Potter family, so Now the invisibility cloak belongs to..."

Riddle sneered, his eyes were cold: "Harry Potter."

The old man spread his hands: "My question has been answered, welcome to visit next time."

Riddle kept these news in his heart, nodded, and already clenched the yew wand in his hand, he wanted to use Avada to completely seal the old man's mouth, so that he would not reveal the news.

However, the old man looked at him carefully: "To be honest, you have changed a lot, Mr. Riddle."

The death curse that Riddle wanted to say paused in his mouth: "Of course, I don't look much like before."

"It's not the appearance, sir." Facing the murderer Dark Lord, the old man looked tired and nostalgic in his eyes, "It's the heart. You were a student that year, and when you and Mr. Malfoy came to my shop, they looked like one The little boy who is just in love goes shopping with the person he likes. He looks listless on the surface, but he is full of joy in his heart. Now your eyes are extremely tired, as if you have died countless times."

Riddle was silent for a while: "Yes."

The old man looked at the grandfather clock in the corner, thought for a while and said, "Do you remember the first time you came to my shop?"

"……No?"

"At that time, you fell asleep leaning against the coffin by the door, and then fell into it." The old man pointed to the door, "Mr. Malfoy didn't find you after finishing his work, and thought you left first, so he was very angry."

There was a smile in Riddle's eyes: "Really?"

The old man sighed: "I remember it very clearly, because it was the first time I saw such a beautiful Mr. Malfoy with a flustered expression on his face. He chased and ran away as if he had lost you. Blame yourself. He urgently told me that if you still come back to him, wait for him at the coffee shop in Tump Lane. The coffee there is very refreshing and will make you no longer want to sleep. Tell you."

Riddle was stunned for a moment, his face was serious, and he frowned: "Where is the coffee shop?"

The old man raised his chin: "It's still open now, but the owner changed his daughter. Go down the road and it's at the corner of the street."

"Thank you." Riddle said a rare thank you, and put away the yew wood wand.He no longer wanted to kill him, as if he wanted to leave a testimony to the past.

He was walking in the dark dump alley, seeing that most of the shops were closed, he suddenly felt a little worried.But luckily, a lady at the corner of the coffee shop was watering her own flowers.Riddle walked over to remind her.The lady was stunned for a moment, maybe she didn't expect there would be guests, and she was dumbfounded again when she saw Riddle's face.

"Is it still open?"

"Of course." The lady hurriedly opened the door of the coffee shop and let Riddle sit in.

Riddle sat directly at the edge of the bar and casually ordered a cup of coffee.He drank the overly bitter taste and really didn't want to sleep, thinking that he should have come here 40 years ago, fate made people, things were different, and he still had the opportunity to drink this, which is already considered Very lucky.

After the lady watered the flowers, she took a towel and began to wipe the cup.Riddle could see that this woman must be a Squib, the kind born of a wizard but without magical powers, otherwise these cups could be cleaned with a cleansing spell.But the woman was very happy, and even hummed a little tune. Riddle felt that her singing was not very good, but he still listened quietly while drinking coffee.

The woman took a look at the handsome guest: "Sir, it's dangerous outside now, and there are not many people with leisure like you."

"I have a friend who is no longer alive, and I want to have a drink on the street he used to walk."(1)

"You're so romantic."

Riddle drank his coffee and glanced at her: "Why are you in business, aren't you afraid of death?"

The female shopkeeper smiled: "My place is not only a coffee shop, but also a place to send letters. Others put things here and wait for someone to check them. If I close the shop, what should I do if someone comes to pick up my things?"

Hearing this, Riddle looked up and looked around the store, and sure enough, he found a bookshelf in the corner. There were several grids on the shelf and some words were written on it. Riddle had poor eyesight, so he had to put down his coffee and walk over to have a look. He found those words It is a number, and the things that the guests leave here are divided into categories according to the time.

Riddle moved forward in time by accident, year after year, until he reached the last grid, which was completely covered with thick dust.His mind moved, and he actually took out a yellowed letter from it that had not been opened.

Seeing the very familiar handwriting on it, his hands trembled and he almost couldn't hold it steady. He took a deep breath and tore open the letter, pulling out a thin piece of letter paper inside.As soon as the letter was opened, the exaggerated and beautiful calligraphy came into view.

[To Riddle who loves to sleep:

Before writing this letter, I have hesitated and condemned myself, I have repented of our pure friendship, and I feel a little sorry for your trust in me.

But I just can't help it.Who made me feel more and more that you are unusual in my eyes?

As of today, I have intercepted hundreds of love letters and many gifts with love potions for you.Every time I receive it, I feel very angry, as if I have been provoked in some way, but Merlin knows why I am like this, why is it so ridiculous?

When I realized the reason, I was extremely hesitant, and I did the same thing as those people... I mean, I wrote this letter.

To be honest, you're actually quite an unpleasant person.He looks lazy and undisciplined, but he actually despises and hates many people in his heart.Although very good, but also very dangerous.The origin is very mysterious, and it seems that he was not happy before, but so what?Even so, I [strike out——] I don’t want everyone to like you, because you belong to me, don’t you?I don't want you to look harmless to humans and animals, how can such a person be worthy of me?So what if you are not happy?Isn't my appearance just to make up for your regret?I have this confidence.I don't want you to have a great background, I don't want you to be extremely good, I just want you.

Well, I was mentally prepared for this before.

The following sentence, if you answer yes in your heart, please hug me hard when you meet.If you answer no in your heart... please don't tell me, just pretend that you haven't seen anything, nothing happened, and you still regard me as an important person the next day.I don't accept you stay away from me!do not accept!

Well, so what I'm going to say is-

I like you.

I have always liked you very much.

ps: I paid you a cup of coffee in advance, don't fall asleep while reading the letter, I beg you!

your

Abu :)

December 1941, 12]

The owner went into the kitchen to make a plate of cake for a rare guest, and when he came out, he found that the coffee drinker was gone.She was stunned for a moment, suddenly felt a little lost, then put the cake down, hummed a cheerful tune and began to clean the shop.The tune was joyful and lively, and it was taught to her by her father, and she has been singing it in this small shop for decades, passing through the traces of time, and singing it to many people. (2)

……

【Hogwarts Slytherin Common Room Late Night】

After making sure that everyone was asleep, Fleta walked out of the common room in the name of night watch.

He came to the garden of Hogwarts, and sure enough, he saw little girl Helena basking in the moonlight again.He was expressionless: "Ravenclaw deducted fifty points."

Helena turned her head to look at him, with a strange expression on her face: "Isn't the prefect not allowed to deduct points? Isn't it only the chairman?"

Fletta squatted beside her: "It's ok, now I even know this, I understand it very well!"

Helena snorted and took out Slytherin's locket: "Give it back to you."

Fletta took a look and returned the locket: "Don't return it yet."

"Ok?"

"I want to see the end," Fleta said. "In the Hallows, I want the Resurrection Stone."

Helena looked at him and shook her head suddenly: "That's not a good thing."

"How do you know if you don't get it?" Fletcher paused, "I want to live and be with my senior. If Harry is really a descendant of Slytherin... Although I think it is possible, he is also a black man after all. Green eyes. But I can't kill him, at least it's not right to kill others to keep myself alive, whose life is not life?"

Helena sighed: "But that resurrection stone is really not a good thing, trust me."

"Yo, now you can act like a baby? Who taught you?"

"You!" Helena glared at him, and suddenly her shoulders slumped, "Anyway, if you want to see it, I can show it to you, but today is not a full moon... so the time you see is the same as the last time span." It's going to be a little big, are you sure?"

"Well. Come on. But this time you want to put a cup of blood again?"

"Who said that?" Helena looked at him resentfully, "I have to say, the last time you asked me to spit instead of blood did give me a little inspiration."

The author has something to say: (1)

This sentence comes from "myfairlady"

edited

The original sentence is: No, thank you. I want to drink in the streets where she lives.

A foolish boy had a crush on his goddess and didn't dare to tell him, all he wanted was to have a drink on the street where she lived.

I think this sentence is the most beautiful in the whole drama

It was a deep and unspeakable love.

Imagine her smile, imagine her beauty

That alone is enough to intoxicate,

I can't be obsessed with it more than fine wine.

Here you can imagine when Riddle said this

what's on your mind

I must be imagining and recalling a picture that is as beautiful as a dream but never happened.

(2)

There is an extra in this episode

sweet.

HE.