mystery lover

When Abraxas entered the dungeon, the middle-aged man's elegant eyebrows frowned almost instantly. It was obvious that Patriarch Malfoy didn't like places like dungeons.

Especially in the dungeons of Voldemort Manor, where wizards seemed to be locked up forever, waiting to die.

There is hardly any light in the dungeon, but the screams and madness can be heard everywhere, even a normal person will gradually become crazy when locked in such an environment.

The platinum noble walked towards the depths of the dungeon silently, ignoring the prisoners who became restless after he approached. When he stopped outside the door of the deepest room in the dungeon, Abraxas saw the young man sitting against the wall.

The young man's reaction to the external environment was very slow, Abraxas looked at him for a few minutes before he called out.

"Nico."

The other party seemed to move under his call, and Abraxas couldn't bear to soften his tone, "Nico, it's me, Abu."

The young man in the darkness raised his head slowly, and his sight finally fell on the person outside the cell.

"Abu..."

Abraxas looked at the young man's thin cheeks, the platinum noble never thought that Nico would be locked in the dungeon.And his son Lucius actually hid the news from himself.

How long has Nico been locked in this dungeon?

It was half a year ago that Abraxas saw Nicole for the last time.

The platinum nobleman stood silently in the passage.

"Nico, I'm going to find the Lord, and I'm going to beg him to let you go."

Abraxas's voice was very calm, and he heard the young man's answer after a long time.

"useless……"

Then Abraxas saw that the young man's body seemed to tremble, and the other party's hoarse voice came from the cell.

"Is he okay?"

Niko's gaze was empty, and for a moment, Abraxas seemed to see a flash of red light in the other's dim eyes.

Abraxas thought it was his own delusion, or it might be that the fire in the dungeon was reflected in the young man's eyes, "Nico, take care of yourself, I will go find the Lord."

Abraxas left, and Oster saw no one for a long time.

Except for the wizards who were newly captured, and the Death Eaters who would come to torture the prisoners in the dungeon from time to time, Oster had been staying in this dungeon, but no Death Eaters would come to torture him.

Youth seems to be forgotten by all.

Until he saw his good friend again, Oster couldn't remember how much time had passed.

Abraxas's expression seemed very uneasy.

His voice was also restless.

But what he said made the young man in the dungeon who had no mood swings for a long time react emotionally.

"Nico, after this evening, I will open the door of the dungeon, and then you can escape."

Oster looked at the man standing outside the door. He didn't know how long he had been in this dungeon, but a sickness appeared on Abu's face.

The young man stood up from the ground, and Abraxas also looked at him. The figure of the other party could hardly support the single garment that was draped over him.

Oster walked towards Abraxas until they were on either side of the barrier, looking at each other.

"What happened? You're sick, Abu."

"I'm fine." Abraxas looked at the young man in front of him. The tone of the platinum nobleman paused for a moment, "Lord will attack the Potters tonight. Before that... I'm sure I'll get you out of here."

Oster didn't speak, but Abraxas saw the other's wrist move, and then the young man opened his palm, and on his palm was an extremely ordinary-looking silver ring.

"Help me keep it, Abu."

As Oster said, he put the ring into Abraxas' hand.

Not long after Abraxas left, Oster was surprised to see the person who should not appear here.After the other party threw himself here, Oster thought he would never see this person again.

In the cold and damp dungeon, the eyes of Oster and that person seemed to be intertwined.

Then, Oster felt his wrist was grabbed by the opponent, but soon, he was thrown back to the cold ground.

Voldemort just watched himself silently, and finally he left without saying anything.

After Voldemort's figure completely disappeared, Oster found that there were still tears in the corners of his eyes. He thought that these things had already disappeared during the years in the dungeon.

Oster left the dungeon in the evening, and the young man fell to the ground almost powerlessly after the apparition.

He tried to take two steps, but quickly gave up.Oster lay in the woods with dull eyes. It was still dark, and the young man's pale complexion seemed to turn a little bloody under the setting sun.

Until Oster was knocked by a hard object in his pocket when he turned around.

When he took out the things in his pocket, a look of astonishment almost appeared on his face that had been emotionless for many years.

Oster suddenly tensed up at that moment, his spirit had reached a limit.

But a trace of bewilderment still flashed in the young man's eyes.

Why... Slytherin's locket would be in his pocket.

Then Oster suddenly remembered the strange behavior of Voldemort after he appeared in the dungeon.

He... why did he give me the locket.

Oster's palm covered the peaceful locket, and a warm current passed from the locket to the young man's palm.

……

"...Tom?"

Osted could never guess what Voldemort was thinking. After the young man reached the Muggle world, he found a hotel in London. After throwing himself on the bed in the room, Osted's mind went blank.

The locket lay peacefully on the young man's chest, except for the warm current, it would never appear Tom's shadow again.

Gradually, Oster felt sleepy for a while.

Then the youth fell into a deep sleep.

At night, Oster woke up in a burst of panic. The sober young man was panting violently. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat. There was no light in the room, and a locket appeared on his chest. A faint halo.

what happened……

Why am I so... sad.

Soon...Oster found that the Dark Mark was missing from his hand.

The young man almost jumped off the bed. After a spell illuminated the room, Oster stared at his arm...

Do not……

It's not gone.

It's just so light that people can no longer feel the strength it once had.

By the time Oster donned his cloak and Apparated, the wizarding world had changed.

Oster wasn't the only one who went looking for Voldemort, in fact when all the Death Eaters noticed that the Dark Mark on their arms had faded, it caused some sort of panic, especially among those who knew their masters The one who would end the Potter family tonight.

The Death Eaters were in a mess, but the Order of the Phoenix, who had been desperate, took this opportunity to reverse the situation.Even the Ministry of Magic, which was already under Voldemort's control, got cold feet at this moment, and the Aurors all joined the battle after knowing that Voldemort had disappeared.

The victory of the Savior and the downfall of Voldemort were almost spread rapidly in this fiery night.

When Oster reached Godric's Hollow, there were at least a dozen wizards fighting there.The tips of their wands glowed with green light, and Oster just stared at the house in the fire.

"Lord...?"

The young man took a few steps forward, and several curses almost hit him.

"Who are you!"

A wizard asked aloud, and the voice came from a member of the Order of the Phoenix.But the young man didn't answer, he seemed to be unable to hear all the sounds from the outside world.

With the arrival of more and more Aurors, after the few Death Eaters found out that their master was not here, these dark wizards disapparated and escaped after finding the opportunity, and the remaining wizards quickly disappeared. surrounded the only young man.

Until one of the members of the Order of the Phoenix let out a surprised cry, "Is it you—?"

Edgar looked at the young man in front of him. Although the other party's eyes were hollow and his appearance became more mature, he still recognized that this thin young man was the same young man back then.

"Oster Casdeil!" Edgar almost shouted the name in surprise, and the wizards around him gradually relaxed their vigilance after seeing that their friends knew this person.

However, Oster did not respond to the call of the other party. Subconsciously, the closed brain of the young man could only respond to that fixed name.

"What's the matter with you?" Edgar asked concerned, the young man in front of him looked very strange.

The wizard next to Edgar also looked at the young man suspiciously, "Is he under the Imperius Curse?"

At this moment, the leader of the White Wizard came, and undoubtedly let everyone find the backbone.

"Principal Dumbledore!"

The members of the Order of the Phoenix were very excited because of Dumbledore's arrival. You know, the Dark Lord is finally dead!

"The mysterious man is dead!"

"He disappeared!"

"He can't kill that kid!"

"Our savior won—"

Dumbledore was infected by the joy of the young people, and a relieved smile seemed to appear on his face, and when he noticed the young man beside Edgar, Dumbledore's footsteps seemed to pause.

Edgar was still trying to communicate with Osted, but the other party seemed to be unable to hear him at all.It wasn't until Principal Dumbledore arrived, when his friends mentioned Voldemort's death, that the youth around him began to react. Edgar looked at Osted, who was shaking violently, and looked back worriedly. headmaster.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, he—"

However, before Edgar could finish speaking, a gust of wind swept in, and Edgar, who was closest to the young man, was almost thrown away several meters away.

Dumbledore immediately erected a protective barrier, signaling the wizards around him to stay away from the young man.

"His magic power rioted." Someone seemed to say something.

But Dumbledore's gaze sank, it wasn't a magic riot... However, when the young man turned around, Dumbledore looked at the young man's appearance with some surprise.

There was a red light in the young man's eyes, which made Dumbledore's vigilance that had been lowered because of the familiarity be lifted at that moment.

"Benji, get ready to attack." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

And the young man opposite them had already launched an attack on everyone.

He is extremely fast and his moves are deadly.

Edgar could hardly believe that Oster would stand against them.

But following the merciless green light from the tip of the youth's wand, Edgar's heart sank gradually.

However, at this moment, a big man who appeared out of nowhere suddenly walked towards them. The big man seemed to be holding something like a blanket in his hands.

"Principal Dumbledore, you are finally here..."

His voice seemed to be completely unaware of what was wrong here, and the big man still said to himself, "Harry fell asleep—"

……

Dumbledore had noticed Hagrid over there a long time ago, and of course the young man opposite him had also noticed.Before Dumbledore even had time to tell Hagrid to leave, the young man had already leaped towards the half-giant wizard.

Then at that moment, almost a dozen green lights shot at the young man.

When the savior of the wizarding world might be hurt, everyone used the death curse first without thinking.

Oster was already very close to the half-giant, the young man ignored the spell that was chasing after him, and only the baby wrapped in the blanket was in his red eyes.

A smile appeared on the corner of Oster's mouth, and Tom's figure seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

tom...

is it you.

I am fast……

will come to you.

Then the wand in the young man's hand pointed straight at the baby in the half giant's hand.

"Avada Kedavra--"

……

When Oster fell in a green light, there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The young man's hand was scratching in the void. He tried to grab something, but there was nothing.

A white light flashed, and the figure of the young man disappeared in Godric's Hollow.

The author has something to say:

You all said that you want to abuse the big VTWT, so the big V died...

When the big V says he will fall down, he will fall down, ready to rush to HE without delay [seems like something is wrong ==] [rolling and running] [must not bully the author] ☆, the remedy of the soul