The two walked slowly through the corridors, the expensive lamps in the corridors emitting a gentle glow, and the gray-brown walls were illuminated by the erosion of time.

Every distance you walk, you can see a long-lost painting of a celebrity hanging on the wall, or a portrait of the Malfoy family's ancestor.

The ancestral portraits of the Malfoy family were basically sleeping, and Charlotte looked at these old portraits, the magic fluctuations on them were very powerful, like a living wizard.

"This is the essence of the thousand-year-old heritage, right?" Charlotte said to Malfoy, her voice very soft.

These portraits are different from ordinary people's death photos, but a powerful forbidden spell. Before a person dies, he carves his soul fragments into a certain medium, and when he dies, his soul will be attached to the medium through the traction of the underworld, and at the same time it can retain his strength during his lifetime.

Moreover, not everyone is qualified to use this magic, and those who can use this magic are at least the existence of great wizards.

This magic is not immortality, but torture. The essence of magic is equivalent exchange, and while they retain their strength in life, they will also be punished by the law of death at all times.

It felt like being sent to hell. That's why they fall into a kind of hibernation-like slumber to alleviate that pain.

Just like the ghosts in Hogwarts, they are all willing to integrate into Hogwarts and protect the school when they were alive. Because of the painful torture, those ghosts had to play tricks on the students to relieve the pressure.

"That's right!" Draco looked at the portraits of their ancestors with reverence, "The ancestors gave up their rebirth after the dead, and willingly blended into the manor, turned into portraits, and guarded the Malfoy family!"

It is because of their existence that the Malfoy family has been able to prosper for a long time! I've grown up listening to my ancestors, and I hope to be like them one day and be a part of this estate and protect the Malfoy family! ”

Looking at Draco, Charlotte nodded silently.

This may be the fate of the members of the extended family, enjoying a high-quality, carefree life, but also taking corresponding responsibilities, and even after death, they must dedicate their strength to the continuation of the family.

Draco led Charlotte out of the historic corridor to the back garden of Malfoy Manor.

It's almost like a royal garden, with mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery, and countless magical creatures frolicking in it. Not to mention four-winged birds and two-tailed cats, even unicorns and succubi can be found here.

Charlotte and Draco were touring the picturesque place when a cleanly dressed house-elf appeared beside them.

"Little master, Mr. White! The host, please go back to the living room! The house-elf bowed his head and bowed ninety degrees, and said to the two of them.

"Tell my father back, and I'll say we know!" Draco waved his hand and said to the house-elf.

Syllable~

With a soft sound, the elf vanished again.

"What's this elf's name?" Charlotte asked nonchalantly.

"His name is Duoduo! Having served in our family for over a thousand years, we are almost one of the first generations of house-elves. Draco said as he walked back.

"I see...... In other words, he can be considered the ancestor of your house-elves? Charlotte's eyes sparkled as she remembered Dobby in the original book.

"I guess so." Draco wasn't sure, "I don't know exactly how house-elves came to be, I've never seen them get married and have children, but I heard my mother say that every thirty-six years, a new house-elf is born."

After these elves are born, they are adults, they know everything, and they will directly join in the housework. ”

"Huh? No, why are there only two elves in our house? Charlotte asked rhetorically.

"Well, maybe it's because they weren't the first generations, right? But who knows? Draco squeezed his shoulder, saying he didn't know.

Charlotte nodded knowingly: "That's it...... It seems that unfortunately, the origin of the house-elves is a mystery, and even in Hogwarts, there is no record of their origins. ”

Charlotte recalled the memories in her mind, he had never seen any record of house-elves in books, as if the creature was born to serve wizards, it was common sense, and there was no need to record them.

"Your elves, have you seen anything unusual lately? For example, a sudden change in personality or not listening to the owner. Charlotte pointed.

"This ...... I didn't find out. House-elves are born with at least the strength of elite wizards, but they've always been very obedient, and I've never seen anything like that. Draco raised an eyebrow, "What?" Why do you ask? ”

"Nothing. I just had a weird feeling, as if something was looking at me and then disappeared, so I asked casually. Charlotte quickly lied.

"Huh? Is there such a thing? Draco was taken aback by Charlotte's words.

Charlotte is a great wizard, and he shouldn't be wrong, and it seems that he needs to talk to his father about it.

Charlotte smiled in her heart, no matter whether the Malfoy family is better than this house-elf, she can be regarded as a rainy day, who knows what the plot is now!

The two returned to the reception hall, where Narcissa had already left.

Charlotte sat down in her place: "How's it going?" Lucius, my craft is not bad, right? ”

"Of course! My friend. Lucius exclaimed, "Your work is amazing!" Even the high-level alchemists recruited by the family could not make such exquisite magical items. ”

Lucius leaned forward, his voice a little lower, "My friend, you're not going to be...... Master, right? ”

Charlotte smiled and nodded, but did not speak.

"Whew~ You're really, I'm surprised." Old Malfoy looked at the boy in front of him in shock.

At the age of twelve, he had already become a great wizard and a master alchemist, and he could no longer find the words to describe his feelings.

"It looks like I've really earned it!" Lucius calmed down his mood for a moment, "There are a total of fifty-five alchemy ornaments here, including thirty defensive alchemy, fifteen offensive alchemy, and ten auxiliary alchemy.

Although their quality is very good, they are only fourth-level alchemists, so I can only give you 300,000 gold galleons! ”

Alchemy items are generally graded from one to five, with the worst, the highest five. Of course, there are two levels of Master and Legend on it. But that's all something you can meet, but you can't ask for.

Even Nicolame only owned the Philosopher's Stone, a legendary alchemy item throughout his life.

Now the pinnacle of alchemy products on the market is the third-level level, only those high-level alchemists can make fourth-level alchemy objects, and fifth-level alchemy items have not appeared for many years.

"Yes." Charlotte nodded with satisfaction, the price of a single item was close to six thousand, which had already met her psychological expectations.

Sure enough, it is still monopoly knowledge that is the most popular!

Afterwards, Charlotte spent a pleasant afternoon at Malfoy's house, had a sumptuous aristocratic dinner, and left Malfoy Manor with a huge Gringotts cheque.

"Father, during the day, Charlotte suddenly mentioned to me about house-elves, and we were ...... And, he added, he felt a suspicious peeping eye in the manor. ”

"Oh? Is it? Old Malfoy was as deep as water, and fell into deep thought, "This matter needs to be paid attention to." Whether what he said is true or not, or what he is thinking, we have to check it...... Lot! ”

"Master!"

At the call of old Malfoy, the house-elf dressed like a butler appeared beside him.

"Go check it out and see if the house-elves below are doing anything out of the ordinary?" Lucius commanded.

"Yes, master!" Duoduo bowed ninety degrees and disappeared again.

Of course, this investigation failed to find out anything after all, and the house-elves of the Malfoy family were very obedient and did not make any changes.

After that, it was over.

However, the next night.

A house-elf working alone suddenly stopped what he was doing and teleported to a dimly lit corner. With his pointed fingers, he cut open a crack in a brick and pulled out a green notebook from inside.

A red light flashed in the elf's eyes, and the notebook quickly became smaller and eaten into its stomach.

Then, I immediately returned to the place where I had just worked, and the whole process did not take more than ten seconds.

Everything has returned to normal.