HP Wendy's crossing running account

"We should look for platform nine and three-quarters." Tom pulled Wendy tightly through the crowds at the station.Each of them dragged a suitcase, and the suitcases of this era were still large leather suitcases without wheels, even if it was an enlarged version of the wizard's interior.But Wendy managed to use polymorph to add rods and wheels to the box.There is also a birdcage on Tom's suitcase, in which Virgil naps.

"Damn nine and three-quarters, there is a wall between nine and ten. Professor Dumbledore didn't say how to get to the platform. Are we going to go through the wall?" Tom finished speaking, punching a bit angrily on the wall.

Then, he was stunned.

"It's amazing." Wendy stretched out her hand to touch it, and she could feel the rough bricks on the wall. "As long as you think about passing through, plus a certain speed..." The wall under her hand suddenly disappeared, and Wendy walked to the other end, and a red steam locomotive was smoking in front of her eyes.

Tom followed, his face still scarred by the sudden disappearance of his fist into the wall. "How did they do it - the big guy who is so cool is the Hogwarts Express."

They arrived very early, not yet 09:30, and the platform nine and three-quarters was almost empty.The box with the Levitation Charm was very obedient, and they boarded the train without much effort.Inside the carriage are empty compartments one after the other.

"Here it is." Tom picked a middle back compartment.

Before floating the case onto the luggage rack, they took out their school uniforms and changed into it, and Wendy picked out a copy of Magic Potions and Potions.She nestled into a seat by the window, held the book comfortably, and yawned.

"Still watching? You stayed up last night watching "A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms" until one o'clock!" Tom frowned, and directed a blanket to wrap Wendy up, "The books are confiscated! Now, sleep!"

Wendy smiled and obediently handed over the book. The 11-year-old boy was nearly five feet tall, and he was extraordinarily handsome and upright wrapped in a black school robe.With black jade-like hair and impeccable facial lines, the handsome young Dark Lord in the novel stood in front of her lifelike.She lived with this person for seven years and worked hard for seven years.Could the school at the end of the train undo all her hard work?She suddenly felt a surge of exhaustion from the bottom of her heart.

"En." Wendy closed her eyes lightly, "Tom should sleep for a while too. He also went to sleep at one o'clock when he dealt with the task given by Grandpa Charlemagne yesterday."

When Wendy opened her eyes in a daze, there was already a lot of noise inside and outside the car.The reprimands of adults, the excited screams of children, and the iconic calls of various magic pets all mixed together.

Tom sat across from him and closed his eyes to doze off. Hearing Wendy's rustling noises, he quickly opened his eyes. "You're awake." His expression was soft, but it made Wendy annoyed that she had been watched over and over again. "The train will start in one minute—they are too noisy."

At this time, the door of the compartment was opened, and a red-haired boy stood outside dragging a box.His forehead was covered with sweat, but he couldn't hide the pleasant atmosphere emanating from his body. His tone of voice was generous: "Sorry. There are no other seats. Can I sit here?"

Red hair?Is it Weasley?

Wendy looked at him curiously.She didn't get out of the blanket, she just shrunk her legs back to make more room in the seat, acquiescing to his request.

Tom, on the other hand, was extra pleasant. He gave a relaxed smile, stood up and nodded: "Of course. Need help?"

The two boys worked together to move the big box onto the luggage rack.Wendy watched quietly: Tom obviously could use the levitation spell, but he chose to use it directly, but the effect was obvious, and the red-haired boy was grateful with a bit of intimacy.

"Hello, my name is Jost Weasley." (Sure enough, it was Weasley)

"Tom Riddle. Over there is Wendy Carter."

The two boys shook hands in a friendly way at the door of the cubicle.But this nice meeting was interrupted by a somewhat squeaky boy's voice:

"Oh, as expected of the pure-blood traitor Weasley, he made mudblood friends as soon as he got on the train."

Wendy followed the sound and saw a boy with light blond hair standing in the aisle.In all fairness, he is good-looking, if the expression on his face is not so superior; his voice is not natural but passable, if the tone is not so yin and yang.

For Merlin, Weasley vs. Malfoy so soon?

But Yost seemed much calmer than his juniors.Although his face darkened, he didn't lose his temper. He just stood in front of the light-blond boy with his arms folded, and said loudly, "It's too much for you to say that word, Malfoy. There are almost a quarter of the people on this train." A young Muggle-born wizard."

The sound alarmed the people in the surrounding compartments, and many young wizards poked their heads out curiously.Malfoy glanced at them with his chin raised slightly, his contemptuous eyes lingering on a boy in Muggle clothes for a while.The poor child's face was flushed.

"Some people, I would say, shouldn't be in school at all."

"Muggle... What's wrong with Muggle-born?" The first one to jump out was the boy in Muggle clothes. His face was still red, but his expression was serious, "I'm no worse than you."

"Well said!" It was not Tom who remained silent at this time, "Would you like to have a competition?"

Malfoy smiled maliciously, and quickly drew his wand from his arms.But Tom was faster than him, and before anyone could see what he was doing, Malfoy stumbled and fell to the ground, pointed at by the yew wand.His legs seemed to be knotted, and he couldn't get up no matter what.

Led by Jost, several young wizards around couldn't help laughing.Malfoy struggled desperately on the ground, but his legs didn't obey at all.The laughter grew louder.

"Stop the curse."

The restraints on Malfoy's legs were gone.Seeing this, Tom raised his eyebrows slightly.

Leaning against the door of the rear compartment was a pale, tall and thin boy who was leisurely putting his wand back into his arms.His hair was brown and black, his mild gray eyes sparkled, and his thin cheeks couldn't hide his handsomeness.The clothes on his body looked very luxurious, but the slightly open collar of the shirt gave people an inexplicably elegant and chic feeling.

Malfoy had already gotten up from the ground at this moment, holding his wand in a trembling hand. The humiliation he had just suffered made him a little impatient, and he couldn't wait to cast a few curses to retaliate severely.

"I thought you'd be more mature with the big change, Abu—" the boy began, successfully stopping Malfoy's curse.Because Malfoy jumped up as if he had found an outlet for his emotions: "Don't call me Abu! Do I know you well? Black."

"Don't be so heartless, Abu. I thought we were friends."

"Friend..." Malfoy looked like he had swallowed a fly or a fly's weight in gold.

Black came up and patted Abu Malfoy on the head: "If you don't like bitch wizards, you don't have to associate with them. Why bother provoking others everywhere."

Unconvinced, Malfoy wanted to say something more, but Black whispered something in his ear, and he closed his mouth with a pale face.

At this time, the calm was broken again.

"Hey, what are you all doing here?" A high-pitched female voice came from the front of the aisle.

Walking together were two tall, dark-haired girls.The one in the lead looked reserved and decent, but her aura was very strong. Her face was much more mature than her real age, her face was gorgeous, and her eyebrows were like knives.The little wizards in the lower grades were frightened by her, and all shrank back into their boxes.Tom also took the opportunity to pull Jost into his cubicle, pulling the door so that there was only a crack left.If the one walking in front was at least superficially polite, the one following behind was undisguisedly conceited, and she looked as if the carriage was a piece of mud.

Blake suddenly showed a submissive and weak posture, and obediently stepped forward to salute: "Sister Walburga, cousin Lucretia."

Walbu's aggressive eyebrows eased slightly, and she frowned: "Alphad, just now—"

Young Black frowned weakly: "When I got here just now, I had a headache again. Fortunately, Abu came to me——"

"Oh, Alphard, are you okay. When you get to school, ask the school doctor to show you." After caring for his younger brother, Walburga turned to Malfoy, who was standing aside, but his tone of voice seemed Mostly polite and cold, "This is little Mr. Malfoy—the accident happened to the Malfoys is really regrettable—thanks a lot this time."

Lucretia next to her curled her lips in disdain: "It's just from the countryside of Wiltshire. I heard that their ancestors made money from Muggles, and maybe they were married..."

"The Malfoy family is pure blood!" Little Malfoy emphasized with a gloomy face, straightening his back.

Walburga raised his eyebrows: "Of course, Mr. Malfoy. Together? All of us have found seats in the front compartment."

Tom poked his head out of the compartment and looked thoughtfully at the backs of the line of four "thoroughbreds" walking towards the front compartment.

Just at this time, Alphard Black, who was walking last, turned around and took a look, his eyes quickly met and then quickly avoided.Tom saw the boy's mouth wriggling slightly: "Your silent spell is good." But he turned around and continued to walk leisurely, only waving his right hand twice behind his head in greeting.

Tom laughed.

"What are you laughing at, Tom?" Wendy didn't know when she got beside him.

"I was just thinking, should I get a family tree of wizards and look at it, some people are quite interesting-how come you have a big smile on your face?"

"Well... nephew, Uncle Xiao, it really is true."

"what?"

"It's nothing - Weasley, your family is also a pure blood wizard?"

"Please, we are not the same as those noble pure-bloods. Both of you are from the Muggle world? I am very interested in that Muggle phone..."

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First up is Abu Malfoy.I guessed based on the original work and found that he is very low.The main basis is from Horace, a student collector.The only time in the book that Abraxas Malfoy is mentioned is in a potions class in Half-Blood Prince.

Horace praised Lily and Zabini's uncle as one of his "student collections", and he took special care of Harry and Zabini.When it was over, he praised Hermione for being a talented and good student.Then, unconvinced, Draco asked Horace "if he knew his grandpa", and Horace's reaction was this:

"Yes," said Slughorn, without looking at Malfoy, "I'm sorry to hear he's dead, but that's to be expected, at such an advanced age and suffering from dragon plague..."

Have you found it?Horace, a guy with a sharp vision, has a lukewarm attitude towards Abu-in his mind, Abu's value is even lower than that of Lily.

Another circumstantial evidence comes from Horace's memory of the Slug Club: apart from the main character Tom, only two people are mentioned with surnames—Avery and Lestrange, not Abu Malfoy!

Combining the above, I tend to think: Abraxas Malfoy did not join the slug club!

Such a result means that either he has no talent or background, or that Horace has a grudge against Malfoy.Considering Horace's mercenary nature, the possibility of the second point is very low, so the possibility of the first point is very high.

This is also the reason why I set Abu's people as so-so in all subjects (no talent), and their parents died young (no background).Considering the dark history of the Malfoy family's close contacts with Muggles (see Pottermore) and the records of sloppy tricks, behind-the-scenes tricks, and money offensives, the Black family, which advocates personal strength, actually looks down on Malfoy.

I think the real rise of the Malfoy family was in the hands of Lucius, he joined the Dark Lord directly, and he fought very hard, unlike Malfoy's usual style (well known as the notorious Death Eater), he fought until the end. Favored to the point of obtaining custody of a Horcrux.At this time, the Black family considered marrying Malfoy (the object of the marriage was only a young daughter, so Lestrange had a higher status than Malfoy at that time).When the Dark Lord fell for the first time, Malfoy was wise to protect himself, while Black and Lestrange, who were stronger than Malfoy, were all dead, crazy, and jailed.At this time, Malfoy could be regarded as elated, and became the boss of the remaining purebloods.

I think Abu is more like Draco, who is a bit stupid.So Lucius, who was caught in it, had no choice but to stand up bitterly.But Abu also has his advantages.

Next, let's talk about Alphard Black.This person appeared only once in the original text, from the narration of Sirius: "... I lived temporarily at your father's house. When I was 17 years old, I found a place by myself. My uncle Alphard left me a considerable amount Gold—he was also cleared from here, probably because of this..." Everyone mark "a considerable amount of gold", let's talk about Sirius fucking Walburga first.

Walburga's portrait of the lunatic is of little reference value, except that she's a bloodthirsty fanatic, to be sure.But here, what I want to emphasize is: she is a one-sided person in the family, the person in power inside the Black family!There is too much evidence-her husband Orion is 4 years younger than her; there is a large portrait of her when entering the door, and there is no Orion; It was "my dear old mother" not the father who expelled Sirius from the family tree; she even had the right to expel her younger brother who was also the eldest son of this branch of her family, think about it, a daughter disinherited the eldest son...maybe by marrying Orion, who has the same last name as Blake, is her source of power, but it is undeniable that she has successfully controlled her husband, and at the same time she is an extremely powerful woman, at least to the family.

Then the magic happened.Under the eyes of such a sister, Alphard quietly accumulated "a considerable amount of gold" (note: this property is private property and does not belong to Black's family, otherwise it would not be able to be left to Sirius smoothly), and it was successful Handed over to Sirius.I won’t say anything about this persona, it’s scary to think about it carefully.I guess Alphard has a better temper and doesn't want to fight with Walburga, and at the same time, he doesn't want to stay on the Black family tree, otherwise the Black family would have been bloody.