[Comprehensive British and American] The Dark Lord's Growth History

? In the decades since, Abraxas has never been able to forget what Tom looked like back then.At the last moment of Apparition, he looked back and saw that the young man was still holding his arm just now, with his arm raised and expressionless.The backlit body was outlined with a golden edge by the wall fire, and the eyes in the black shadow were bright and cold—like a poisonous snake.

At that moment, Abraxas Malfoy made up his mind that the Malfoy family must not be allowed to decline because of him.He was going to stop Tom Riddle no matter the cost.

Struggling to wake up from the sticky and depressive dream, Abraxas found that he fell asleep again at some point.It was dawn at this time, and the outside light faintly illuminated the dim room through the curtains.Abraxas pressed his head with his hands, and found that he was covered in cold sweat. His wand and the glass of water he got up to drink in the middle of the night were placed on the bedside.

He picked up his wand and flicked it lightly, and the curtains faded from the middle to the two sides, and the room was brightened immediately.The morning sun made Abraxas squint his eyes, and the dark dream gradually faded away, but the uneasiness left in the dream grew stronger and stronger in his heart.This restlessness had only been present in Abraxas' life so far in the day when he and Dumbledore had teamed up to capture Tom.It was a sunny day like today.

Uneasy churning in his stomach, Abraxas thought about it and decided to talk to Dumbledore.Talk about his dreams and the safety of their plans.

When Abraxas stepped out of the fireplace, he found that Dumbledore was already smiling and waiting for him behind the desk.A stack of parchment, several magic books, and all kinds of strange golden knick-knacks were placed messily on the table.Some of them swayed and spewed white steam.On the other side of the desk was a chair, obviously reserved for visitors.Dumbledore greeted Abraxas in a good mood: "Good morning, Mr. Malfoy."

Abraxas nodded slightly reservedly, his long light blond hair was tied softly behind his head, and he held a finely crafted silver cane in his hand.Although the restlessness in his heart disturbed him, his movements were as smooth and graceful as ever.

Dumbledore gestured for Abraxas to sit down, and pushed a plate of black tea that had just appeared on his table towards him. The liquid in the cup with golden arabesques was steaming hot, exuding a pleasant aroma.Abraxas hurried over to Hogwarts without eating, his nerves only slightly relieved when he saw Dumbledore.Only then did he feel hungry, so he was no longer polite, and took some black tea for a snack.

Dumbledore propped up the pagoda shape with his hands and put it on the table with a smile. He waited patiently for Abraxas to finish eating and wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel before asking, "What's the matter, Mr. Malfoy?"

"I had a dream last night, and I dreamed about him." Abraxas, who had been thinking about how to express it while eating just now, released the lines he had thought up a long time ago.

Dumbledore was no doubt a little surprised that he was so straightforward.The headmaster of Hogwarts, whose hair was starting to turn gray, picked up the teacup and added some milk and sugar cubes: "Then?"

"...I dreamed about his boyhood and when we broke up." Abraxas put the ring he took out from the family secret room on the table, "He really won't escape from the Muggle prison ?”

Under his signal, Dumbledore picked up the ring and placed it in front of his eyes for a closer look. His long and wrinkled fingers gently stroked the irregularly shaped black stone on it.I don't know why his face is full of emotion, as if he is regretting something.

Probably bemoaning the fall of the most gifted student he ever taught.Abraxas thought that the amazingly talented and talented student not only disagreed with his political views, but also went astray in an attempt to gain eternal life through black magic.He still remembered Dumbledore's defense when he first approached him, and Dumbledore didn't believe his surrender until he confessed all the dreams he had had about the future.However, the principal said at the time: "Have you ever thought about how pitiful he would be if even you betrayed him?"

How did I answer—"Poor? I don't do this, and the poor one will be the Malfoy family. Principal Dumbledore, if it is really like the ones I dreamed, he has gradually begun to lose his mind. "

Dumbledore couldn't guarantee that Tom would make a Horcrux and call it a day.The professor who had taught that person for seven years knew very well the desire and ability of his student, and Tom Riddle would not let go of any opportunity to gain power.No matter how evil the power is, he will not stop.Similarly, he didn't dare to gamble the stability of the entire wizarding world on Tom's self-control in the face of power - that was equivalent to nothing.

Abraxas used this reason to persuade Dumbledore to act as soon as possible: "Principal, you don't want to see half-bloods and Muggle wizards being driven out, do you? In the dream, he killed dozens of people directly and indirectly. Not to mention In the end, even a newborn baby was not spared."

"I believe he won't." Dumbledore's voice brought Abraxas back to his senses, his eyes were blue and bright, making it impossible to hide under such gaze, "Abraxas, you have to believe, Tom His subordinates are all as proud as he is. They would not have thought that their master would be imprisoned by us in a Muggle prison, or a Muggle prison on the other side of the ocean. And there are very few people who know the inside story of this matter. I want to tell you Guaranteed, the insiders on the Muggle side are protected by members of the Order of the Phoenix."

"...I know that I should trust your principal, but my inner unease has been clamoring and churning in my heart. He is not a person willing to fail, and he will definitely find a way to contact the Death Eaters." Abraxas stood Standing up, he walked to the window behind Dumbledore and looked out. He saw the black lake sparkling in the sun, and the black shadow of giant squid swimming in the black lake.On the other side was the Quidditch training ground, where a team of students were training. He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time but couldn't tell which college it was.They were flying fast around the Quidditch practice ground.

"We sent him to the highest-security prison for Muggles. Not to mention snakes, not even flies can fly in there. Abraxas, you must admit that it is precisely because Muggles have no magic that they I will spend more time on more details, and I always insist that their prison will be safer than Azkaban. What's more, Tom has no magic power now."

"Yeah, no magic power." Abraxas murmured, staring at the Hogwarts campus out of the window, he always avoided coming back as much as possible, because when he came back, he would think of him and his student days. It will make the heart full of pain tighten and hurt even more.

"So, Mr. Malfoy, you don't have to worry." Dumbledore easily concluded, and handed Gaunt's ring to Abraxas who didn't want to look at it any longer. "Please keep it, it's a treasure."

Abraxas smiled sarcastically, took the ring and put it into a bag, on which he and Dumbledore jointly cast a dozen protective spells: "Who says it's not? Headmaster, you are young Did you ever think about living forever?"

The corner of Dumbledore's eyes quickly skipped over a blank photo frame on the desktop. He thought that Abraxas hadn't noticed it. Unfortunately, he had noticed the photo on the principal's desk for a long time since he had a similar photo. He really wanted to Know who the original person was.

"I never thought about being immortal. I don't want to be called a thousand-year-old goblin by the students." Dumbledore blinked mischievously, and smiled at Abraxas, "The darkness is gone, and the light shines on us. Have faith in the future, my boy."

Abraxas lowered his eyes and did not answer, but saluted him farewell.In any case, after meeting Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard today, his tension has indeed subsided a lot, and even his anxiety seems to have gradually disappeared.

The warm sun shrouded his body, making him feel warm and lazy.Abraxas leaned on a chair, looked at his wife and son in the garden and smiled, Dumbledore's voice echoed in his ears again - "The darkness is gone, and the light shines on us. Be confident about the future , my child." He doesn't need a future, he just needs to ensure that Lucius has a happy future is enough.

Abraxas turned his head and looked at the blank photo placed by the bedside. The person on it was still absent, and it seemed that he would never be there—his future had long since ended.

Suddenly, a house elf appeared in the bedroom, and his shrill voice made Abraxas's nerves throb: "Master, someone is looking for you!"

Abraxas was slightly stunned: "Who is it?"

"The visitor calls himself Dumbledore, Master."

Dumbledore?Didn't he just come back from Hogwarts?The shadow that had already dissipated in my heart hit again, and a few clouds floated across the sky to block the sunlight, and even the flowers in the garden seemed to have dimmed a lot.

Dumbledore got up from the sofa when Abraxas walked quickly into the drawing room.The wizard, who was smiling not long ago, handed over a newspaper with a serious face, glanced at the photo on it, it was still a Muggle newspaper.

"I think you must look at this," said Dumbledore in a low voice, regret in his voice.And the bold headline on the newspaper reads "U.S. Otswald Maximum Security Prison Riot|Riot".

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