74 Chapter 74
The meat was served on the table, and the atmosphere on both sides of the table was as tense as the opponent who was preparing for a decisive battle. @ζ ιε₯½ζ, Jinjiang Literature City
"Let's eat." She had given up on convincing the father and son. After serving a plate to the two of them, she didn't care about anything else, and ate it first.
A minute later, the two picked up their knives and forks and began to eat.
Quietly relieved.
A week ago, I came back from the medical wing. The basilisk venom was finally lifted, and the petrified legs were restored, although according to Dumbledore, due to the severity of the injuries this time, the magic might be affected to a certain extent in the next thirty years, not as serious as a squib, not the same.
I don't know how much more effort Dumbledore has put in this, but she is really relieved. There was more to be a Muggle than she wished, and honestly, she was so scared that she would wake up early in the morning and forget something. @ζ ιε₯½ζ, Jinjiang Literature City
On the surface, there is no change, even if you know that your magic is wrong, you still show anger or disappointment, and it seems that it can't be more normal. But this worries Jia.
"What do you think your dad thinks right now?" she asked.
"It's easy, Mom, please bring me tea." As he spoke, he took out a small bottle of clarifying potion from his bosom, his eyes lit up and said, "Let me drink a drop or two of this, and I will tell you what dreams you have at night!" β
Hit ten strands.
As a child, she avoided corporal punishment so as not to leave any indelible damage to her young mind. Not both now an adult, when the head education no longer worked, she found the power of violence education.
"Don't use potions in your home." The policeman then took the small bottle of truth teller and poured it all down the drain.
In July, he graduated and finally got his wish to stay at Hogwarts, where he now works as an assistant professor - and after repeated brainwashing, Dumbledore finally accepted to be offered a suitable position.
"Teach, think about it, there may be students like me in the future, you are still too old when you walk out of Hogwarts, and you cherish your talents, a suitable position can make the heart stay! So, an assistant teaching position is essential!! It took half a semester to convince Dumbledore, and even frustrated that if he couldn't stay at Hogwarts, he might go to Fall Alley and find a job as a clerk at Bogmbork's shop.
"Since my father used to work there, maybe I can find a job there. If the shopkeeper is willing to take me in. β
This assistant teaching position has a permanent job, and the task is to help teach and prepare for classes, and it is necessary to teach the times class.
This is a great deal for De, who loves every subject to teaching, including McGonagall, who just became a Transfiguration teacher last year, and she kindly asks De to demonstrate spells to the younger students when she needs to, so that she can free up her hands to do other things, since she is succeeding Dumbledore as the Deputy Head of Hogwarts.
"I think if I want to be the Headmaster, this McGonagall teaches me a rival!" De found his opponent in front of him.
"How do you want to defeat her?" asked curiously, intending that if she wanted her father, she would ask Dumbledore for a whip that could be used to beat the students.
"I think I can be more popular and loved by students than her!" De said proudly. I had long found out that McGonagall couldn't get along with the students like Dumbledore, she was too serious. There are advantages in this regard.
"Very good." Satisfied to say that Debao is small.
Slytherin Headmaster Sgollaho had always wanted Tak to become the exclusive assistant teacher of Potions class, because there was so much Potions class that needed to prepare so many pre-class materials, and so many Potions materials that needed to be prepared in advance. Unfortunately, neither De nor Dumbledore agreed.
Dumbledore said, "Horace, I think all the subject teachers need the help of the assistant teacher, and Friedwick told me a few days ago that I am very grateful to Der for preparing everything before the class, which saved a lot of trouble." So, you see, if I make the assistant assistant an assistant for Potions class, I'm going to get a lot of protests. β
As an apology for the rejection, de spent a lot of time at Slytherin House, which also brought him together with Slytherin.
Many students were very interested, and it was hard to believe that Drottridel would have such a father about the Daily Prophet.
"It's worse than an alcoholic." Lucius Malfoy said he is now in fourth grade.
"Oh, Lucius." De patted his shoulder, surrounded by Slytherin students, enjoying mead in violation of school rules. The Slytherin House common room is always open for Germany, even if it is now graduated.
"I can't choose my father, but I can choose my birth." Say.
"You make all admire." Lucius raised his glass, and the students around him raised their glasses.
"To my mother." De said, and drank the glass of wine.
Although he was a second slower, Lucius also said, "To your mother." His Slytherin said the same.
After they all dispersed, Lucius stayed as a friend with De, and said vaguely: "De, maybe I offended you, no, I want to say that your mother's family has done something wrong, at least you should be admitted." β
It took a second for Tak to remember to say something: "Oh, you said this. Man Buhu waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, I will give my mother more than her family can give her." β
"I'm sure you have that strength." Lucius waved his hand, but he still persisted in trying to persuade: "But if you can help the family, it will only be a good thing for you." He looked around and whispered, "My father wants to help you and has a good impression of you." β
- I don't know how much the Malfoys know.
De nodded perfunctorily, Lucius could see that he was not interested, and continued the topic, turning to the headmaster Dumbledore's wizarding robes, the colorful flash stripes on the dark blue robes.
After dinner, get up and go to the study.
"Father, I can talk" De stood up and followed.
βγβ Open the door and please go in first.
Stiffly looking at this scene, the elf Habitt was not concerned at all, and it asked: "Master, young master, I need to send tea"
"Thanks, Habitt." With that, he closed the door.
- What is it talking about?
Now that there was a Third World War in the study, she brought Harbit refreshments and said, "I'll just bring them in, Hubbit, you clean up the kitchen." Before it could react, he knocked on the study door.
The two of them had just sat down in the study when they heard a knock on the door.
De didn't look surprised at all, sat on the couch and said, "Mom." "Elves don't need to knock on the door to deliver refreshments. Look at the father, I want to know if I will let my mother in.
Get up and open the door.
"You tea, love." Without giving a chance to refuse, he squeezed in from beside him, sat on the sofa between the two fathers and sons, and poured not only tea for himself, but also a cup for himself.
Closed the door and came back, poured tea very much, and looked at Xiangde: "So, what do you want to say?"
- I also want to see if De will say it face-to-face. If you can let you know about it, you can just say it at dinner.
Tak found out about this and sneered.
- Am I afraid of you?
Take the teacup and look closely. What do you want to say
De very complained about Lucius's speech today, and said, "What do you mean by Mr. Malfoy?"
"See your father" asked.
He nodded slowly, his heart spinning wildly.
"The Malfoys are speculators." relieved, as long as there is nothing wrong with the father and son, she has nothing to worry about in foreign affairs.
"I guess I just wanted to test if the report about your father wasn't true, or if there was something hidden," she struggled to recall. She turned her head and saw that her interests were basically the same now, and she shouldn't hide her secrets anymore
"What do you say?" she asked.
Glance at itβwhere did she know about it?
"Your mom is probably right." Putting down the teacup, he said, "Abraxas has accepted the Dark Mark, as your mother said, the family is speculators, only interested in profit. That's why I have to sue Dumbledore by name - you can't be convicted with the Dark Devil mark. β
"There's a lot of that" doesn't ask, that's all she cares about.
Glancing at her again, ", there are probably some." Don't worry, I'm more scared than I am, once you get involved with the Death Eaters, your reputation, status, and money will disappear in an instant. β
Surprise question: "You want your son Lucius Malfoy to be a Death Eater"
I glanced at her a third timeβmaybe I need to ask her how she knew all this in the evening. It was strange now, that sometimes she knew more about the wizarding world than she should be. For example, the Malfoy family, even wizards don't know so much.
Now it is necessary to answer the question first.
βγβ After thinking about it, I decided to appeal: "I have had Abraxas in my eyes from the beginning. β
"Why?" asked De Strange, Lucius Malfoy was only in the fourth grade, and he had three years to graduate. According to Wizard Longevity, the future Malfoy family was in the hands of Abraxas for a long time.
"Abraxas is dead." Piao Piao said, "I should have attended the funeral two years later." Got Dragonborn syphilis. β
De sighed disgustingly, the wizard nobles are too depraved, and they really play everything in private.
Although she heard the word 'dragonborn syphilis', she knew the latter word, and it must not be a glorious disease.
"So, then, Lucius Malfoy will willingly have the Dark Mark carved into his arm." Calm said that this was originally planned, now
De directly ignored his father's words with a little regret, and Song said: "So, I don't care about this name Abraxas at all" Two years later, he will become a close friend of the Malfoy family.
She sat and listened until she stood up with a smile and said, "It's late, it's time for me to rest." β
De immediately stood up and said, "Ah, ah, look, it's nine o'clock." Well, Mom, Father, I wish you late. He slipped out before he could finish speaking. @ζ ιε₯½ζ, Jinjiang Literature City
Look: "Ask me to put bathwater love on you." β
"Thanks, baby." Tauntingly, he leaned over and gave her a cheek kiss: "I can't wait to fall in love with you." β
"Me too." Bravely went up and clasped his hands tightly.
- Love, let me love forever.
The two warriors were the same, and neither of them would back down even half a step.
Outside the door, de said to Habitt, "In half an hour, prepare a large bathtub, I think it will be needed." β
Habitt said sharply, "Okay, young master. Just like last night. β