I have to say that the cake painted by Comrade Lao Fu is very beautiful, and it is exactly what Ike has always wanted.

Although it was very difficult to defeat Azkaban, it was not for him to do it alone. Even if it's just one person, it's not too difficult...... The banishment spell he displayed wasn't the only result of Ike's time, there were more and more complex spells he had hidden.

Just like the magic that fused the magic circle and the magic script, he simplified it a lot. And he didn't show it...... As Christmas approached, the number of people in Malfoy's Manor gradually increased, and more and more dark wizards were co-opted, and they all came to meet Comrade Lao Fu.

Add to that the Death Eaters like McNeill and Norton, and the basement of the castle is always full of people.

Of course, they did a very good job of secrecy, and on the surface only little Malfoy returned to the manor during the Christmas holidays.

Unlike when he was at Hogwarts, little Malfoy returned to the manor very low-key, either with Narcissa or with Ike all day, and did not have the domineering attitude of school.

Ike knew exactly what he had done at school, and Hermione had told him. I didn't plan to teach a lesson, that is, a spoiled child by Narcissa, and the essence was not bad.

So, what is there to learn from it? On what grounds? In the castle, little Malfoy never did anything wrong.

Ike didn't want to reveal his secret yet, at least not yet.

"Ike, there's one thing I need to ask for your opinion on......" Little Malfoy, who had been quietly watching him brew potions, suddenly asked aloud, following Ike's side.

"What's the matter?" Ike asked calmly.

"That's it...... It's just that it's not Christmas in a few days, and my mother has to prepare dinner, and she's too busy to do it alone......" Little Malfoy scratched his head,

"Originally, these things were supposed to be Dobby's, but you know, because of the hateful Potter, Dobby is free."

"House-elves are not so easy to find, so my mother has been making them alone for the past few years......"

"Originally, I was able to get busy, but now I ......" Little Malfoy looked embarrassed and a little helpless,

"So, I want to help and make it easier for my mother."

"Yes." Ike nodded, agreed, and then asked,

"Why do you think I want you to come over and be my assistant on Christmas Day?"

"Do I seem to be such an unreasonable person?" Little Malfoy was speechless for a moment, he wanted to say that you are, but he didn't say it.

Looking at the embarrassed little Malfoy, Ike guessed what was on his mind. smiled and shook his head, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, you will have a holiday from today, in fact, you won't use it today, I didn't want to pull you over during this short Christmas holiday." ”

"Thanks, Ike." Hearing this, little Malfoy bowed in the middle, and then left the laboratory located in the north of the manor.

Ike didn't look back, still looking at the potion in the cauldron. Now is the critical time, and there is no room for relaxation.

At night, Ike turned down the fire under the crucible and set up a few more vigilance monitoring spells before leaving the lab and returning to the castle.

Walking up the stairs and straight to the basement, Ike naturally sat down on the left-hand side of Comrade Fu.

Since the last time Comrade Lao Fu painted a cake for him, he would come over every night, which was also requested by Lao Fu.

There were many people in the basement, but except for Lao Fu, Ike knew the worm tail who had been standing behind Lao Fu, and the group of guys who fell at Lao Fu's feet didn't know any of them.

I don't need to know Ike, these dark wizards who have defected to him can't even look down on Wormtail, he is the lowest-ranking of the Death Eaters.

???. 81??.?? Tool man, cannon fodder that no one looks up to, but what Ike needs.

It's Christmas Eve, and Malfoy Manor is rarely quiet. When it was all over, there were only six people left in the castle: Lao Fu, Ike, Wormtail, and the Malfoy family, no one would have thought of visiting Comrade Lao Fu today, and Lao Fu also let McNeil and them go home with a big belly.

From this point of view, Lao Fu still has humanity. The dinner was sumptuous, and all the dishes were made into two.

One was placed in the large dining room on the first floor, and one was placed in the basement. Comrade Lao Fu sat on the main seat, Lucius was on the right-hand side, and Narcissa and Malfoy Jr. were in order.

On the left hand is Ike, and on the bottom is Wormtail.

"Thank you, Narcissa, for a delicious meal." After eating, Comrade Lao Fu said to Narcissa, who was still a little trembling, while elegantly wiping his mouth.

"Praise be to you, great Dark Lord! Your satisfaction is exactly what I wanted. Narcissa replied, her voice still trembling slightly.

"Don't be nervous, it's Christmas, be happy." As he spoke, Lao Fu looked at Ike and asked,

"How's little Ike, how are you eating?"

"Delicious, teacher." Ike replied, thanking Narcissa again,

"Thank you, Lady Malfoy."

"Hey, hey......" Comrade Lao Fu smiled happily, but suddenly stopped, and his expression became flat,

"Alright, Lucius, don't stay with me here, it's enough to have the worm's tail, you better go up." Lucius, Narcissa, and little Malfoy stood up when they heard this, bowed to Lao Fu, and said, "Thank you, master, then we will go up......"

"Go, go......" Comrade Lao Fu waved his hand, and when Lucius saw this, he left the long table with his wife and son, turned around and walked upstairs.

But before he went out, he heard the voice of Lao Fu behind him, and the footsteps of the three of them suddenly stopped.

"By the way, when you go up, keep an eye on the door, it seems that someone has come uninvited......" Lucius turned back and said again, "I will, master." ”

"Alright, let's go......" Walking up the stairs back upstairs, Lucius was the first to come to the castle gate.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a house-elf standing there. It was surrounded by a dirty rag, its skin drooping, its head bare, and a large pile of white hair behind its big bat-like ears, which looked extremely ugly.

Lucius's brow furrowed, and his tone became harsh.

"Who are you from, how did you come to my house!"

"The nasty loser has made a mess of the mistress's house, and Kreacher has tried hard to do what the mistress wants, but he can't disobey the ruin's orders......" Kreacher hung his head and rubbed his hands, but his eyes kept looking into the house, as if looking for something.

"The loser told Kreacher to get out, and Kreacher had to leave the mistress's house......"

"Kreacher has nowhere to go, and no master to serve, so she can only find the young lady, for only a good young lady will pity the old Kreacher......"

"What are you talking about? What Miss? Lucius frowned, and was about to ask, but the house-elf named Kreacher bent down a little more before the meeting, and said respectfully.

"Kind young lady, old Kreacher has been kicked out of the house beloved by the mistress, and I hope that the kind young lady will take pity on Kreacher, a useless house-elf, and let Kreacher serve the kind young lady."

"Oh my God! Kreacher! Why are you here? Narcissa exclaimed, she had never expected to see Kreacher again.

"You know it, Narcissa?"

"Yes, I know it." Narcissa's expression was a little complicated, and she looked at Lucius on the side, and her tone was equally complicated.

"Kreacher, the house-elf of the Black family." The web version of the chapter content is slow, read the latest content

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!" Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is. There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this. Shen Changqing is used to it. Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably. In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands. When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge. The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter. Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division,It starts from the lowest level of demon eliminator,The website is about to close,Download the love reading app to watch the latest content for free and then be promoted step by step,Eventually, it is expected to become a town guard envoy。

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor. He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division. It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting. Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic. The environment has changed in vain. A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean. Please exit the transcoding page and read the latest section.

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