The next day, with the arrival of the owl, the curse hovering over the dignified and elegant Malfoy Manor was partially lifted at this moment.

Ranko was tidying up his things at the time, and the things in his room were largely unchanged, perhaps because he was afraid that there would be some strange dark magic artifacts here, and even the house-elves who would scream at the sight of a speck of dust did not dare to approach this place at will.

And when he received a familiar letter with the coat of arms on it, Ranko was not too surprised.

"You are invited to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...... Hehe......"

After reading the letter, Ranko paused slightly with the wand in his hand.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry......

Ranko sat in a high-backed chair in front of the window, and after a moment of thought, he expertly commanded the quill pen beside him to write his reply.

He took the letter written in Gongti characters with thick oil and rubbed his fingers on the table, and the letter disappeared into his hand.

Naturally, there will be house-elves to do this kind of thing, and there is no need for him, Malfoy, to come forward and go in person.

"The life of a rich person is good, no matter what you have to do, someone will do it for you."

Ranko picked up the drink and fruit that had been sent with the disappearance of the letter, as if muttering to himself.

"I've come across a female version of Harry Potter before, and Hagrid...... Maybe Hagrid remembered something, after telling Dumbledore, that, well, bad old man...... The old man should have known this by his own means. ”

There's a good chance that the goblin won't hide anything for him.

Taking a sip of the bitter tea from his teacup, Ranko waved his wand and pocketed the last few books on the shelf.

"It's time to get out of here."

He looked around and muttered to himself as he looked at the new, spotlessly clean room.

Leaving Malfoy Manor was not an unpleasant thing for him, and his childhood, though closely associated with this palatial but eerie old manor, did not belong here.

"The Malfoy family doesn't need a second master, and naturally they don't need me, a dead person."

As long as the Malfoys don't suffer a fatal blow, he probably won't be back here.

Starting a new life may be what he, a person who "comes back from the dead", should do.

The Malfoy family owner, who learned that Ranko was about to leave, did not show any unexpected expression.

At lunch, the Malfoy family said:

"Uncle, Gringotts has been informed of your property, and the estate, gold galleons, magic ornaments, deeds, including the property certificates of the vast number of fields and shops in the Muggle world, will be handed over to Gringotts, Norway."

Ranko nodded his head to indicate that he understood.

Although the Malfoys discriminated against Muggles who could not do magic, this did not prevent the family from standing in high society in England.

In the 11th century, Armand Malfoy, the first Malfoy, was established on the basis of a fief and a hereditary title for his service to Emperor William the Great.

This is one of the glorious and glorious histories of one of the ancient Divine Twenty-Eight Blood Families.

And as Ranco Malfoy, who inherited this glory, as one of the main families, he naturally inherited this rich property.

The Malfoys' status in the wizarding world does not affect their accurate understanding of the Muggle world. Malfoy discriminates against Muggles, but that doesn't mean they don't understand that the Muggle world is closely related to the wizarding world. This is evidenced by the houses, land, shops, and other properties that belong to the Malfoy family all over the world.

Ranko, as a former "Muggle", naturally understands this better.

I don't know what his little leeks have grown like now.

Inheriting one-half of his father's fortune, Lucius had handed over the property according to his father's last words and some careful thoughts of his own, as well as some of the things he had run at the time...... Not objectively, well, buying a castle like Hogwarts shouldn't be a big problem.

- Although this would require the sale of most of the real estate.

It was an unprecedented fortune, and the goblins who handed it over from Gringotts in England were estimated to be in pain.

Of course, if they were in arrears, or if they were to steal some of them, and play a trick behind the scenes, the wizard's wand was never used for magic.

What's more, it's Malfoy's stuff that just stabbed himself in the back?

In this regard, Gringotts of Norway sent a congratulatory telegram and said that he promised to "complete the task of handing over the property efficiently" and that there would be no accidents.

The goblins of Gringotts in England naturally hated it, but they, at least, did not dare to offend Ranko Malfoy, who dared to threaten them with a death curse.

The wealthy Mr. Malfoy could not do anything to himself, and while he had the last silent lunch with several members of the Malfoy family, Malfoy Manor was greeted with a carriage made of two sturdy Pegasi with solid silver sideburns and wings.

"Looks like it's time."

Putting his knife and fork down, Ranko straightened out his leader and said to several Malfoys:

"If you have any questions, you can contact me, and I will let you know the contact information later."

Young Master Malfoy looked at his "grandfather", who was not as tall as himself, and didn't know what to think.

And his father bowed slightly, and said:

"Uncle, this is always the place to be a member of Malfoy, and the doors of the manor will always be open for you."

Ranko laughed but didn't say a word.

"Mr. Draco, would you like to give me a ride?"

The house-elf had already quickly cleaned up the table after the master had left the table, Draco suddenly looked up, stunned, and then was glared at by his father, and then bowed a little panickedly:

"It's my pleasure."

A few people walked to the door, and the carriage that stopped not far from the door looked so huge.

The Malfoy family master and his wife stayed where they were, and Master Malfoy followed Ranko to the carriage not far away, and by the time he returned, he had a simple notebook in his hand.

This made the corners of the Malfoy family master's eyes twitch slightly.

"Draco, what is this?"

Narcissa asked.

"Mr. Ranko stuffed it to me, saying that it was something about magic."

Draco was still a little dazed, but of course, more excited.

It's just that this excitement is so dazzling to the Malfoy family master.

Why do you feel that your son is a little bit similar to the previous self who got the mystery man's notebook, yes, just a little bit similar?

The unbelieving Malfoy family owner then took a notebook from Master Malfoy's hand and checked it back and forth dozens of times with his wand before he had to be sure that it was indeed just a notebook with some magical tips.

Oh, damn it, he thought the notebook was hiding a curse...... Or can you chat?