0605 Jia Mu: Are you Pote?
To be honest, to face such a group of foreigners who are not good goods at first glance, the housekeeper is very generous.
But!
He has the expectations of his aunt and grandmother on his shoulders, so he must not be weak in momentum!
A few people here and a few over there, hold the gate tightly, and the old men will not let go, and not a single fly can fly in.
The family members were ordered to cheer themselves up in their hearts while blocking the gate as instructed.
Thanks to the large number of families in this Grand View Garden, otherwise it would really not be as good as Voldemort's personal guards in terms of momentum.
Yan Bei had been secretly watching the situation at the gate, and at the same time, he was concentrating on two things, observing Daiyu's psychological changes.
Seeing that she actually showed a shy face, a fiery mother's heart instantly became cold.
Is this really affectionate?
Or is it just out of sympathy for your friends?
Yan Bei shook her head, she couldn't understand it anymore, but the system was still playing tricks on her.
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"Damn!" What a situation!
Yan Beiteng stood up from the stone bench and quickly poked his perception towards the door, and his eyes suddenly fell.
Voldemort and the others actually came in!
There was no coercion, no use of magic, the Jia Yu brothers, Jia Lian, Wang Xifeng and his wife, led the way together, with a smile on their faces, as if they were saying something like "please in the immortals".
Yan Bei: It's over, she's forgotten how terrifying the ancient people's blind worship of mystical powers really was.
However, not everyone is bewitched by the appearance of Voldemort and others.
At least, Wang Xifeng was still secretly looking at these black-robed wizards with vigilant and scrutinizing eyes.
Sure enough, at the critical moment, it was the woman's intuition that was more reliable.
"Mother, what's wrong?" Finding that her mother suddenly became excited, Daiyu asked suspiciously.
Yan Bei beckoned to the snow goose and told her to take care of the young lady, and then said to Daiyu: "You stay in the courtyard and don't walk around, my mother will go out to see the situation." β
As he spoke, he walked briskly towards the main hall.
Seeing her like this, Daiyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she had already guessed in her heart that it was Voldemort and others who successfully entered the mansion, and her heart was finally relaxed.
At this time, when Yan Bei rushed to the main hall, Voldemort had already been arranged by Jia Yu to sit down in the position of the honored guest, and Jia Zheng and Jia Lian's uncle and nephew were greeting Lucius Bella and others, and the scene was strangely harmonious.
Maybe it's because the Jia family has an immortal Jia Baoyu who has ascended to the upper realm, and they are not too blind to the mysterious power, but they are more calm than ordinary people.
However, this does not mean that when an immortal comes to propose marriage to their young lady, they can continue to remain calm.
Before he entered the door, Lucius had already made clear the attitude of his Dark Lord, and asked the Death Eaters to use magic to do some tricks, completely suppressing Jia Yu and the others.
There was already an immortal in their family, and now a group of immortals have come to the door to ask for marriage, immortals and immortals, who doesn't like it?
When it comes to fruition in the future, I'm afraid that even the royal family will have to respect their Jia family a few points, looking at the entire capital, who can still have this honor?
Therefore, it is impossible for them to be calm at all.
However, women's focus is often different from that of men, Wang Xifeng secretly observed Voldemort the whole time, and couldn't help but shake his head when he saw his face.
Daiyu is a lovely person like a flower, how can she match such a person?
No, no, the eldest men in the family are all fascinated by ghosts, and she can't be in the same league with them.
She's going to be sober!
No, as soon as he saw Yan Bei coming, he immediately came out to greet her, thinking that she didn't know the situation, and was about to talk to her when the originally noisy and harmonious main hall was suddenly so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.
The Death Eaters all stood up, looked at Yan Bei who walked in, and secretly wiped a cold sweat for their Dark Lord.
Wang Xifeng glanced suspiciously into the main hall, and saw that the "immortals" who were too arrogant just now stood up one after another, their eyes fell on Yan Bei, and their breathing slowed down twice.
Was there anything that happened before that she didn't know?
Wang Xifeng looked at the housekeeper, but the housekeeper's son was all focused on his aunt and grandmother, and he didn't hear her doubts at all.
The atmosphere was strange, and a "Ancestor is here!" Break the deadlock in an instant.
Who is the ancestor?
That's Jia Mu, Yan Bei's old lady, can she still get past her?
hurriedly turned his head to greet him, and personally helped the old lady into the house.
Jia Mu looked around, saw all the expressions of everyone in her eyes, and said jokingly while walking towards the main seat:
"On this hot day, it's cool in the main hall!"
"Yes, isn't it cool, it's dark and swarthy, and I feel cold when I look at it." Yan Bei echoed as he looked at Lucius and the others.
sat down on the old lady's seat, bowed to the two brothers, and stood beside the old lady with a smile, ready to watch the play.
Jia Yu wanted to come forward to introduce Voldemort and others to his mother, but saw Jia's mother raise her hand and refused his kindness.
She leaned slightly sideways, leaned on the chair with one hand, nodded at Voldemort with a loving face, and asked with a smile:
"This ....." hissed, but he didn't know whether it was better to call him son or master.
"Mother, my name is sir." Yan Bei reminded softly in the old lady's ear.
Jia Mu nodded clearly, and then continued to ask: "This gentleman, how to call it?" How old is it? What is the size of the family? Can you have a field shop? What do you do for a living? β
Listening to the old lady's words, Yan Bei said in his heart: This is the right way to open.
Voldemort's spoken Chinese was okay, but his hearing was average, and he only understood half of Jia's mother's questioning.
But none of these half questions were the ones he wanted to answer.
Because, Muggles don't deserve to know his name!
At this time, Lucius felt that he could play, and laughed at the gentleman (lewdly), and replied one by one:
"This is our great Dark Lord Lord Voldemort, with a huge number of followers, as for houses, money, shops, as long as Miss Lin needs, we can provide as much as we want."
"Huh?" Jia Mu was suddenly surprised and asked, "Do you know Pote?" β
"Ancestor, how many times have I said it, people are called Potter, not broken." Wang Xifeng said helplessly.
The ancestor is old, and his English is always not standard, but fortunately she reminded him.
"Oh oh, it's Pote." She asked Voldemort in a surprised tone, "Are you Harry Poult?" β
The moment the words fell, the entire space seemed to freeze.
Death Eaters: How dare you mistake the great Dark Lord for the Harry Potter Muggle, this old Muggle lady will be finished sooner or later!
Yan Bei: Old lady, you don't open any pot!
Feeling this strange atmosphere, Wang Xifeng and Jia Lian, a couple who have read the complete Harry Potter script, gradually realized why this strange atmosphere came from.