The sun was setting low, and the last rays of sunset hit the spire of the Dai family's old mansion. Passing through the marble floor, where the light that has been wiped and people can't help but worry about the center of gravity of the guests, you will arrive at the banquet hall of the old mansion, which has finally been reopened after many years.

"Right! The drapery on the right is a little higher! In her ears was her mother's rare gaffe to speak loudly, and there was no way, this was the first time in 8 years that she had the opportunity to hold a large dinner, and those pure-blood families were willing to participate in it, how could she not be nervous and anxious?

The house-elf was turned around by her command, adjusted the curtains, and went to make sure that each crystal cup was clear and shiny enough.

Ruby-encrusted silver basswood earrings swayed and collided with her long golden curls, and the lit starry zenith cast a halo over her slender dress.

"What do you think, Rig baby? I used to think that silver silk was more worthy of the starry dome, but what if those people only wanted to see the green that represented Slytherin? Rig? Rig? ”

Chen Xin came back to his senses from his trance, oh, Rig, my name is Rig now, Heimdall Day, a blonde and blue-eyed pure-blood wizard, the only son of Nigel, the patriarch of the Dai family, but unfortunately, he is only ten years old and still a little child.

Seeing his mother anxiously pinching her wand and walking around the luxurious and elegant banquet hall, Rig hurriedly responded, "Mother, I'm here." I also think green is more secure. The agreed-upon mother shouted to the house-elf to change the tablecloth, "What did I say before, flat!" No one is allowed to have a fold on the tabletop! ”

The portraits of the surrounding clansmen also made up their minds for her, and the fourth-generation patriarch Fernal Day, who had a bright golden explosive head, said, "Oh, I don't know about the Malfoy family? My son-in-law is a Malfoy, and it's right to use a gold crystal cup, which is best suited to their long pale blonde hair. ”

Ryan Day, the 3rd generation patriarch of the baby-faced but trampled dragon corpse, disagreed, "If you want me to say that Nigel is just messing around, when do we Dai need to grovel to a Malfoy!" ”

"Hmph," in the beautiful picture frame blocked by flowers next to her, the middle-aged beautiful woman drinking afternoon tea dismissed, "Money, money, money!" Can you still move in a frame without money? If you really have the ability, you can think of an idea, how can you save the literati residence? (The Literati Quill Shop is located in Hogsmeade Village, where the first magic quill was born and is the second creation of this book.) ）

Hearing this, Rig couldn't help but look at her more, recalling her mother's introduction three days ago, this is Jennifer Malfoy, the daughter of the explosive head Vernal, who is very attached to her family, and does not want to be separated from her parents and friends even after death, so she specially asked the family's painter to hang portraits of her everywhere.

The portrait was silent, and his mother Stephanie also happened to turn back to look for Rig, and sighed when she heard this, "When I surrendered to Dumbledore and escaped the liquidation of the Ministry of Magic, I should have thought about how the other Slytherin families would watch us alone." ”

Stephanie's delicate face couldn't hide her tiredness, and while raising her hand to check Rig's clothes, she said to Rig, "I know you've been wandering around the study lately, and you've probably heard that today's dinner is for our family to cooperate with the Malfoy family. He was interrupted before he could say anything.

"Seven and three are divided, he Malfoy seven and we three cooperation?" Ryan was even angrier, "Do you still want Rig to be a sidekick for little Malfoy?" Be his Malfoy's dog? ”

Mother pursed her lips, "Nigel naturally has his considerations, didn't we have a good time when we left Slytherin?" If I go back now, I can have the help of my in-laws family, even if I bow my head to Malfoy a little and let go of the literati residence. In short, for a little dinner, Rig you have to prepare and learn to be patient. ”

Rig nodded silently, reassuring his mother to leave to prepare for the banquet, but he had other ideas.

Do the Malfoys really want to live together peacefully? Will I be okay if I return to Slytherin? He couldn't change the family's mind, but there was one person who could.

Rig looked up at the second floor, his father's study.

The dinner is about to begin, and there is still 1 hour and 25 minutes left before Rig saves his own life.

Walking through the busy banquet hall and up the spiral staircase behind the dragon head sculpture on the right-hand side is the study of Nigel Day, the patriarch of the Dai family, that is, Rige's father in this life. Rig stood beside the sculpture, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, going through the current situation one last time.

Rigger's previous life was called Chen Xin. Chen Xin is a time-traveler who has traveled to the wizarding world of Harry Potter, a world where there are really wizards and magic, which Chen Xin never thought of.

After all, he is just a median player who was ordinary when he was in school, with average grades in his class, no special bloody emotional experience, and even scratch tickets can only be opened for 5 yuan. The only flash of luck was when he graduated from college, and there were so many graduates that year that he hesitated and hesitated...... Under the persuasion of his senior brother, he became a glorious ...... Real Estate Sales!

Then I haven't been doing sales for a few years, and on the night of playing Harry Potter mobile games, my eyes are closed, and I have crossed!

Thanks to the mobile game's weekly quiz activities, so that he, who has never read the original Harry Potter books, also knows that Slytherin is the Titanic, even if it has not sunk to the bottom now, when a savior called Harry Potter appears, Slytherin will also become the dark wizard training base that everyone shouts about, and only by choosing the right direction and defecting to the righteous Gryffindor family can he get a good death.

And now, the Dai family, who have eaten the benefits of changing sides, after defecting from Slytherin to Gryffindor and escaping the liquidation of the Ministry of Magic after the war, really can't withstand the commercial encirclement of the original Slytherin pureblood family, and is ready to jump back to Slytherin and join the Malfoy family!

If Rig is not a traverser, then he must have no opinion on his father's decision, and he has to praise his father for your true wisdom! It's a pity that Rig is, so sad. So he can only be ready, know it with affection, move it with reason, and try to convince his father.

If verbal persuasion is useless, then only physical persuasion. Thinking about the simple quill in the room that has not yet been done, Rig really can't wait to give God a slap, why can't he cross over two days earlier, just find out the situation and have to negotiate with the patriarch's father, if it weren't for the house-elves, the daylilies would be cold! The open-eyed man was on the Titanic, but what about my Ruth? Thinking about the misery and pleasure, Rig felt that he could not be nervous at all.

After sorting out his thoughts, Rig went straight to the study on the second floor. It just so happened that the door was not closed, and Rig pushed the door directly into the study.

Nigel looked out the window with his wine glass, the famous Golden Galleon Fountain in the Dai family's old mansion was gushing, and on the desk made of expensive dragon's blood wood were sales reports from the quill shops in various literati residences for three months, and parchment full of analyses written everywhere.

As soon as he walked into the study, Nigel quickly turned around and drew his wand and pointed it at the door!

"Oh, it turned out to be my Rig baby." Nigel looked at Rig at the door, waved his wand casually, and the time came out of the top of the wand at 17:55 on August 10, 1991, an hour and fifteen minutes before the dinner began.

There is still the last half a month before the Savior Harry Potter enters school.

Before Rig could speak, Nigel put his arm around his shoulder, "The time is indeed almost up, let's go down together to help your mother and see if there is anything else to prepare." ”

His father wanted to push him out, but Rig's feet seemed to take root. Can't go out! When you get to the first floor, there are not enough chips, and the father will not listen to his analysis!

Rig was very anxious, and there was not much time left for him! My thoughts went back and forth, and I accidentally saw a picture frame hanging in the study!

"Father, don't ally with the Malfoys! Mrs. Jennifer overhears the conversation over there! ”