"Mother. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Daphne had already walked behind Benjamin at this time, and it seemed that she had indeed arrived as early as Benjamin had guessed.

Daphne hugged her child excitedly, then touched his soft black hair.

"Baby, you're fat. ”

Benjamin looked at his mother helplessly. He remembered that Frank had said that in Muggle families, every child who came home from a long trip would be sure that their parents would be sure that they had lost weight.

Is he really fat?

Benjamin felt that his mother was not playing by the routine, "That means the school food is good." ”

"Hey, boy, have you joined the Quidditch varsity team! You know, the German team is definitely the best in the world!" Mr. Duke was also a big fan of Quidditch, and he was a good batsman when he was a student.

Benjamin shrugged, and was still relieved to see the parents.

"No, father, don't you know that first-year students can't get in? and I'm not Harry. Benjamin said truthfully, and as he followed Duke, he began to tell him about the interesting things that happened at school.

"You're saying Professor Snape specifically targeted Harry? I'm sorry, I haven't read at Hogwarts, so I don't know what happened to Snape and Harry's father. Nini, you know what?"

Daphne, who had been named, struggled to think about it before she said, "Potter and Snape? But you know, I've never dealt with Gryffindor's wild boys, and as for Snape, he wasn't a likable when he went to school. ”

"He's the same now, but I'm a fan of potions, father. Benjamin was grabbed by Daphne's hand, and then shifted to the door of Ludwig Manor.

"Potions? Well, that's my worst subject. I really don't understand the point of tinkering with all these jars, but of course, a Potions master is very respectable, and that's a good goal. Duke took Benjamin into the manor.

The elderly butler, who had already been waiting at the door, looked at Benjamin with a smile and took his luggage.

"Master, have you eaten well at Hogwarts? ”

Benjamin couldn't figure out if he was thin or fat, but he knew that the housekeeper loved him very much.

After a brief pleasantry, Benjamin was summoned to his study by his father.

Duke's face was no longer as pleasant as it had been when they first met, and it looked serious.

"Sit down first, I have something to ask you. Mr. Ludwig tried to make his tone sound less rigid.

Benjamin, of course, sat down directly, not because he was worried about Mr. Ludwig's identity. Because Duke's eyes were full of worry.

"What's the matter? Benjamin sat up straight and asked very reservedly.

"You must have noticed that I was deliberately avoiding the Malfoys. Duke knew his son very well, and his relaxation as the Malfoys left exposed everything.

"Yes, father, I don't think you wanted to take a stand so early. Benjamin stared straight at his father, his eyes always deep and calm.

Duke smiled, and he seemed proud of his son's rapid progress.

"Yes, I knew you had the same keen sense of smell as I did in this regard. You should know that the Malfoys, who used to be Death Eaters. Death Eaters, you know, right?"

Seeing Benjamin nod, Duke continued. "Although Voldemort, don't look at me in surprise, the Great Demon King of Germany is referring to Grindelwald, and I always call Voldemort by his first name. Voldemort, he may not be dead. ”

"Not dead?" Benjamin, though surprised on the surface, knew in his heart that Voldemort was certainly not dead. Even he can survive in a daze, and a wizard like Voldemort must have his own means of saving his life.

"That's right, according to some observations, my little means. I'll tell you when you're older, Voldemort is probably ready to make a comeback. Now we don't know Lucius's position, so I don't want to rush into approaching him. ”

Duke was a shrewd man, and Benjamin felt that he had been relieved, and he was particularly worried that his parents would be some kind of blind believers, whether it was Voldemort or Dumbledore.

Neutrality is the best, and interests are eternal.

"And father, Malfoy once mentioned to me that their family's Christmas ball?"

"Oh, don't worry, we're going, everybody is going, no one is going to suspect anything. If we don't go, it's not good. Duke looked at Benjamin with satisfaction, and felt that his son had changed a lot in the past six months (obviously only three months), growing taller, becoming more handsome, and having a good buddy.

If Benjamin had studied psychic magic and mastered psychic perception, I'm afraid he would have vomited three liters of blood by now.

"Alright, it's time for us to go to dinner, the Christmas holidays aren't for a family like ours to rest. Duke said mysteriously.

"What is that for?" said Benjamin.

"Socializing, and having to deal with difficult relatives. Your aunt, my sister, she's definitely coming. And your mother's side, Benjamin must not cry and refuse to go to a relative's house, as he did in previous years. ”

When Duke finished speaking, he was unusually happy to see Benjamin standing here in a daze. The son who used to be stupid has become clever and not fun at all. It's still dull and cute.

Benjamin was trying to find the memories of the original owner, and then he was stunned.

Sighing, sure enough, this kind of family reunion festival can often be very annoying.

After reading the tragic memories from before, Benjamin felt that his original desire to use the vacation to see if he could refine a mid-level necromantic creature could be completely put aside.

"What are you thinking, baby, come and eat!" Daphne cooked for Benjamin today, making a steaming, fragrant dinner.

There's a chubby turkey, a shiny roast suckling pig, a well-fried steak, and a truffle lamb with a charming aroma.

Benjamin felt that all the food he ate at Hogwarts was rubbish, and that was what it called food.

Thinking of his poor talent for cooking, Benjamin felt that in the future, when he got married, he must find a wife who cooked deliciously.

"How's it going, baby, do you think it's delicious?" Daphne felt satisfied when she saw Benjamin swallow her saliva.

"Well, Mother, then I'm going. ”

The flavor and tender juice of the beef exploded and overflowed in Benjamin's mouth.

Sure enough, neither Muggles nor wizards could resist the temptation of good food.