[HP] Years Whisk

"You finally took the initiative to come to see me." In a secluded garden in the center of the Devon forest in southwest England, Voldemort sat on the sofa near the fireplace and looked up at the uninvited guests in the hall.Nagini perched on his lap, letting him put his hand on its back meekly.

"Your hand is too long, Tom Riddle." The man walked out from the shadow of the hallway, his long platinum hair became the only bright color in the dark room, and the person who came was actually Abraxas Marr blessing.

"What are you referring to?" Voldemort watched Abraxas walking towards him, arched his fingers slightly, involuntarily showing a defensive posture.Nagini straightened up, hissing out the snake letter, showing a state of nervousness ready to attack, but relaxed again under Voldemort's soothing touches one after another in the next moment, and coiled back on Voldemort's lap.

"You know what I'm talking about. Nott is your most loyal lackey, I'm right." Abraxas walked up to Voldemort and looked down at him.

"Oh -- that's what you're talking about." Voldemort replied calmly, "That Knott kid is really smart. I just gave him a few pointers, and he sent me this Big surprise."

"It's a pity that I let you down." Abraxas showed a sarcastic expression: "I will not let you have the opportunity to intervene in Lucius' marriage."

"So you're going to marry the Malfoys and the Blacks?" Voldemort's voice could not be heard, but the content of his words was a bit aggressive: "You, and Signus, you two big pure-blooded families To unite together and become in-laws. Are you trying to fight against me, my 'dear' Abu?" His voice raised a bit, with a feeling of questioning: "Are you going to betray our common 'ideal'? ’ He patted Nagini, letting it fall from his lap, and stood up. "Did you forget? My 'Death Eater', before it was called 'Death Eater', it used to have a name, which was named by the two of us when we were students - Knights of Walpes ——It exists to defend the dignity of pure blood." Voldemort's expression was very serious, and his blood red eyes stared straight at the expression on Abraxas's face: "Don't you remember all this? "

Abraxas let out a sneer, "You have told too many lies, could it be that you have believed it yourself, Tom?" His expression was very cold, "Need I remind you?" He made a mouth shape maliciously : "Little Hangleton."

Hearing the place name, Voldemort narrowed his pupils slightly, using his slender eyelashes to hide the murderous intent in his eyes: "You——know what?"

"All." Abraxas raised the snake-headed staff: "Including the Muggle you killed." He pointed the snake-headed staff at Voldemort. "Even if you don't want to admit it anymore, you've been guilty of patricide by blood. So—make a deal, Tom Riddle. On an unbreakable oath. I'll swear that I won't tell you what I know Tell anyone, including the fact that you are not a pure-blood, and you—" Abraxas raised his chin slightly: "I want you to swear that you will not touch Lucius in the slightest."

"Okay," Voldemort raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.But there are only two of us now, so who are you going to call as a witness? "

"Nagini," Abraxas said to Voldemort, "I know it understands our conversation. So, use your wand. Give it your wand."

Voldemort dared not make any other moves under the threat of Abraxas' wand, he pulled his own wand from his sleeve, threw it to Nagini, and 'hissed' something at it.

Abraxas extended his right hand to Voldemort, and Voldemort also extended his right hand, and they shook hands.

Nagini rolled up his wand with the tip of its tail and pointed it at the two outstretched hands.

"Tom Riddle," Abraxas said solemnly, "are you willing not to interfere in the affairs of the Malfoy family, and not let your ambitions infect innocent people?"

Voldemort did not directly answer 'yes', but said: "I can swear that in my lifetime, I will not threaten Lucius' life." Seeing that Abraxas did not recognize his oath, he added: "No Force his choice." At this moment, the wand that was rolled up by Nagini spewed out the first tongue of flame. "What about you? Abu?" He raised his eyes and looked at Abraxas from the firelight.

Abraxas hesitated for a moment before he said reluctantly: "In contrast, I will swear that I will not reveal your true origin to anyone in my lifetime." The second tongue of flame Spray from the tip of the wand.It is intertwined with the first way, and the vow is made.

"Now, you can rest assured?" Voldemort picked up the wand wrapped around Nagini's tail.

Abraxas did not answer, but he put his staff back into his bosom. "For the sake of being friends, I will remind you one last thing: Enough is enough, you can't afford the price of war." After finishing speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave this place.

But just as he turned around and had no time to defend himself, a green light hit him - Voldemort held a wand in his hand and fired an 'Avada Kedavra'.

"You are still too naive, Abu." Voldemort walked to the side of the fallen Abraxas, perhaps with a trace of complicated emotions in his heart, he reached out and brushed Abraxas' messy hair from the fall, revealing On his face, he said with some regret and some sighs: "In this world, how can there still be trust and friendship? I only believe that only the dead can keep secrets, Abu."

A blood-red magic circle gradually appeared under Abraxas. Voldemort knew that the blood magic of Malfoy Manor had worked, and Abraxas' body would be transported to Malfoy Manor—this is where Abraxas used to be. As I told him - the soul returns to the ancestors.

Voldemort flicked his wand a few times without haste, and uttered an obscure spell.A fine red rash gradually appeared on Abraxas' face and body. "I'm sorry," Voldemort said without any apology. He looked at the corpse he had cursed softly with some regret, and said softly, "I must win the Malfoy family. Farewell, my last friend'."

The blood-red magic circle emitted bursts of light, and finally with a burst of dazzling incandescent light, Abraxas' figure disappeared on the floor.

In the auditorium of Hogwarts, Narcissa felt that the induction symbol of the amulet she put on her chest was slightly warming, and she hurriedly pulled the small induction symbol out from the neckline.A big, blood-red M pattern appeared on it.Narcissa felt so panicked for the first time. "Uncle Abraxas has had an accident." She said anxiously to Lucius beside her.

"What!" Lucius was also very shocked: "How do you know?"

"There's no time to explain to you. Believe me, we must get to Uncle right away."

"The Chamber of Secrets in the Malfoy Manor." Lucius got rid of the panic when he first heard the news, and now he immediately forced himself to calm down: "The Malfoy family is protected by blood magic. We must rush back to the manor immediately."

"Then, come with me." Narcissa immediately thought of those secret passages during the war in her previous life. "Let's leave the range of Hogwarts first, and then drive back to Malfoy Manor through the Portkey."

When Narcissa and Lucius returned to the secret room of Malfoy Manor.As soon as they entered the door, the two saw Abraxas lying on the bed in the secret room in a discomfited figure.

"Father!" Lucius' eyes widened, and he immediately rushed to Abraxas' side.With trembling hands, he stroked Abraxa's cheeks covered with rashes and pustules. "How could it be—?" Due to the shock and fear, there was an obvious vibrato in his voice.Big drops of tears fell from his eyes.

"Rash, rash..." Narcissa also forced herself to calm down: "Baixian? No, no! Poshi Stone? Yes, yes! But where?!" Narcissa said to herself , while hurriedly running towards the secret room.

"You are back." Abraxas slightly opened his eyes, he struggled to get up, and finally sat up slowly with Lucius' support. "I'm so sorry for letting you see me in such a mess."

"Uncle——" Narcissa's eyes were also red: "I, I'm going to find the Poshi Stone, it can cure the curse with the rash."

"It's useless—" Abraxas coughed violently, covering his mouth with his hands.Bright red blood dripped slowly along his fingers.

He swallowed hard the blood in his mouth, bent the corners of his mouth kindly to Lucius and Narcissa, and showed a comforting smile: "It is the death curse in the Unforgivable Curse." He looked at Narcissa: "Thank you, Little Sissy, thanks to your talisman, I have the chance to see Lucius for the last time." His expression was very gentle: "I can feel that the time Merlin left for me is running out. After that, Lucius Can Si entrust it to you?" Seeing Narcissa nod with tears, he turned to Lucius.

"Lucius——" Abraxas' tone was very soft, just like the tenderness and care in his tone when he just took the child from the midwife. "In a blink of an eye, you have grown up so much." He looked at Lucius deeply with loving eyes wherever he could see. "You have always been my pride, so I don't have much to tell you"

Lucius whimpered uncontrollably, as if he didn't see the oozing rash and pustules on Abraxas' hands, he held his hand tightly and pressed it to his face superior.

Abraxas tolerantly let him hold his hand, just like he tolerantly let little Lucius hold his hand to find a sense of security when he was a child.He continued: "But there is one thing, I want to remind you again."

Abraxas tried his best to suppress the nausea with blood in his mouth, and told Lucius slowly but seriously: "Lucius, you are a Malfoy. The name Malfoy is something you will never get rid of in your life Label.

"Maybe in the eyes of others, this label represents you.

"When you're brilliant, people will sneer at your efforts and say 'because he's a Malfoy, what he's achieved today is all about the family and wealth behind him'.

"And if one day you are lonely, people will rush to step on you, proving that Malfoy is nothing more than that."

Abraxas couldn't help coughing a few times, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto his clothes and bed sheets.

But he still said slowly and firmly:

"But Lucius, you have to understand that you are not under this label.

"You are the next head of the Malfoy family, and you should be the one to use the Malfoy label instead of letting the 'Malfoy' label swallow you.

"I hope that in addition to being a qualified Malfoy, you will also be a unique Lucius."

Abraxas felt that his energy was draining faster and faster, so fast that he could no longer support the weight of his body.

He fell on the bed, but still reluctantly gave Lucius his last blessing:

"Be happy, my child."

"Don't avenge me, but watch out for Voldemort."

"May Merlin bless you."

"A person's life is so short." He finally closed his eyes a little tiredly, blood dripped from his mouth, but he had no time to care about it.Before his eyes, various memories of his life appeared like a revolving lantern.After a while, Lucius heard Abraxas sigh inaudibly again: "But it's so long."

Lucius pressed his forehead heavily on Abraxas' shoulder. The great grief made him lose his voice, unable to speak any words, and his fingers were trembling so much that he could hardly hold Abraxas' hand.

The sheets were already wet with tears.Group after group of dark water stains smudged on the light-colored quilt, covering one layer after another, as if endless.

In the end, it was Abraxas who looked at Lucius reluctantly.

I thought it would give you more time to grow.sorry.He said.

These are the last words he left in this world.