Throw down the snake ancestor

"It's...Father..." Lucius lowered his head dully, and was thrown to the ground by Ansair with just one move. How embarrassing it would be to spread the word! ! !

Abraxas held the double-sided mirror in his hand, rubbing the carved edge of the double-sided mirror with his thumb: "Then who is the head of the first grade this year?" Whose child defeated Lucius?

"His name is Ansair..." Damn it, his last name is Malfoy! !

Abraxas tightened his hand holding the double-sided mirror, and the thoughts in his heart appealed, and his tone was tinged with anxiety: "Lucius, tell me again, what is the name of that person!"

"His name is Ansair..." Lucius was startled by Abra's tone, and seeing Abra's rarely panicked expression, Lucius was confused, could Ansier really be his father? The illegitimate child! ! !

Abra calmed down, ignored the complicated eyes of Lucius, and continued to ask: "Then what's his last name?" Looking at the flicker in Lucius' eyes, he said sharply, "Lucius, Don't lie to father!"

When Abra asked Ansair what his last name was, Lucius hesitated in his heart. After all, he agreed that Ansier would not tell anyone his last name, and this other person also included his father...but...he suddenly heard Abra's reprimand, Lucius blurted out subconsciously: "His surname is Malfoy!"

"Ansel Malfoy..." The expressions of shock and surprise were mixed together on Abra's face, and the fluctuations of magic power swayed the things behind him into powder, and after the powder disappeared, Abra's The mood finally calmed down, "He's still alive... It's great that he's still alive..."

Lucius looked at Abra, who had never lost his composure. Now that he saw Abra like this, he further confirmed his thoughts in his heart: that Ansair is definitely his father's illegitimate child! !

Although I was very jealous of Ansair's illegitimate son's position in Abra's heart, he still couldn't help shouting: "Father!

relative?Father? "

After calming down, Abra said to Lucius indifferently: "If anything happens, use the double-sided mirror to contact me, and take care of him."

After speaking, he took the initiative to cut off the contact.

Lucius stared blankly at the disappearance of Abra's figure in the double-sided mirror, shook his head, walked out of the bathroom unsteadily, and looked at Ansair who was sleeping soundly while covering his head with a complicated expression.This kid must be his father's illegitimate son...

With a wave of his hand, Abra used the Restoration Curse to restore the furniture that was shattered by the magic pressure behind him to its original state.He used the Summoning Charm casually, and a portrait floated over from one place and into Abra's hands.

"Brother..." Abra gently stroked the person on the portrait with his hand, and after a closer look, that person was Ansair, "Brother, I knew you weren't dead at that time, and I can still meet you now, really Very good……"

At the beginning, when Eno graduated from Slytherin, he found an artist and asked the artist to draw Ansler's appearance from his own memory.It's just that this portrait is no different from the portrait of Muggles, it doesn't move, it doesn't speak, and it doesn't tell him stories one after another to lull him to sleep and make him happy.

Only now, when Ansair appeared, he flinched inexplicably.I didn't dare to see him, not because I didn't want to see him, but because I didn't know what to worry about.

At this time, there was a sound of "crackling" in the fireplace. Hearing the sound, Abra gave a little charity and looked over. When he saw the person who came, he turned his gaze to the portrait again. interest of.

Riddle walked out from the fireplace, seeing Abra staring at the portrait intently without even looking at him, a trace of evil fire surged in his heart.Going forward, he glanced at the portrait that Abra couldn't bear to put down in his hand, and frowned: the same platinum-blond hair, the same gray-blue eyes, wearing a school uniform, with a Slytherin school badge pinned to his chest. He looked only fourteen or fifteen years old.In his memory, he didn't remember that the Malfoy family had such a young boy, and Abra had a younger brother or older brother.

"Abu, I really didn't know you had such a big son besides Lucius." Riddle looked at the person in the portrait with a gloomy face, wishing to break the portrait into pieces, but reason told him not to do so.

Abra ignored it, stood up and put the portrait back into the distance. When he was about to turn around, he was fixed on the wall by a huge impact.Abra frowned and looked at Riddle who was pinching his shoulder with all his strength: "Let go of me."

"Impossible." Riddle's eyes were full of anger, and he stared at Abra with a tyrannical expression. The bloodthirsty light shone in his charming red eyes, "Abu, tell me who that person is."

Abu stared at Riddle, his raging expression did not diminish his handsomeness by half, but added a bit of charm to him, and the blood of Slytherin still flowed in his body due to the powerful magic power.He is also willing to spend the rest of his life with Riddle, besides, it is not a lie to like him during the four years in school.It's just that the premise must be that Riddle didn't stupidly cut his own soul and cut himself into several pieces.He knew the danger of cutting his soul, but he was not going to tell Riddle that a person should be responsible for his stupid behavior. It was true that he liked Riddle, but he had no responsibility to protect Riddle.Thousands of years ago, he lived alone, and after a thousand years, he can still live alone.

In the heart of Abra, the former Ino, Ansair is probably the only person worthy of his protection.

Abra broke off Riddle's restraint, grabbed his neck with his right hand, and said flatly: "I told you a long time ago, you are not my opponent, let alone your close combat is taught to you by me. "

Riddle was annoyed that he failed to hold Abra just now, and now being caught by Abra is really not a good memory.Riddle tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and said calmly: "Abu, can you tell who that person is?"

Abra let go of Riddle: "You are not qualified to know, and you should leave here."

Riddle was choked by Abra, and he walked to the fireplace with anger, and when he was about to leave, he heard Abra's voice: "Don't try to investigate his identity, or you will not be able to bear the consequences."

Riddle clenched his fists vigorously and sprinkled Floo powder: "Voldemort's Manor!" He must have come to Malfoy's Manor tonight to seek anger! ! !

Abra sighed, regardless of whether Riddle listened to it or not, he still reminded him.If Riddle used his Slytherin blood to order Hogwarts to pay attention to Ansair, it must be Riddle himself who received the counter-corruption.May I ask, which side will Hogwarts go towards, a person who has direct blood with Salazar Slytherin and a person whose blood has been diluted for an unknown number of generations and still contains Muggle blood?

Any fool knows how to choose... What's more, Ansair's own breath will make Hogwarts get close unconsciously.

Abra stopped thinking about Riddle, and suddenly remembered that there is no teacher Salazar now, so that means that his brother belongs to him alone?With this understanding, Abra walked into the bedroom in a happy mood and went to sleep.

It's just... this idea, you appeared too early...

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