The Malfoy family's mansion is located in Wiltshire, England, and is a spacious and exquisite estate set on two hundred acres.

The estate is surrounded by elaborate gardens, a symbol of the family, beautiful and elegant white peacocks strolling through the turquoise lawns that can be used as Muggle golf courses, and many small squares scattered throughout the gardens, as well as artistic statue fountains.

In the center of the manor, there is a villa with both classical and dignified shapes, more than a dozen white pillars used to support the mansion stand majestically in front of the door, in the wide foyer, the walls are hung with portraits of the heads of the Malfoy family in the past, the precious marble tiles that decorate the floor are rolled up with snow-white vortex flowers, the ebony doors and windows are finely carved, and the trees cover the shade, which supports the deep and magnificent beauty of this magnificent villa.

In the middle of the night, the stars cast their clear starlight on the serene manor, and the peacocks perched on the huge gilded birdcages occasionally let out a crisp and pleasant cry, and instead of destroying the cosy silence, this cry sets off the tranquility even more far.

Bang--

With a few abrupt explosions, several figures suddenly appeared in front of the delicate wrought iron gate, these people were hiding under the black travel cloak and couldn't see their faces clearly, but everyone's body was surrounded by a strong smell of blood that could not be dispersed.

Looking at the brightly lit villa, the person at the head raised his head slightly, revealing a tousled beard, and sharp yellow teeth in the mouth with mouth sores at the corners of his mouth,

"This is it... Ah, what a luxury, enviable ... I hope the owner of the house doesn't dislike the weird smell on us. ”

The man said triumphantly, and slowly stretched out a hand from under the cloak amid the sneering laughter of several men behind him.

In the light of the moonlight, the metallic silver arm glittered and was very beautiful, but the shape was not so pleasing to the eye, as the most clumsy craftsman had made of melted wax, and the arm was full of pitted holes, or bulging pus. Reading Pavilion

The man's gaze swept over his arm, and there was hatred in his gaze, which was so intense that his breathing was disordered.

"Wait and see--" the man squeaked and grinded his yellow teeth, "and when I find you, I'll treat you well!" ”

...........

den

Lucius Malfoy sat in the high-backed soft chair behind his desk, looking across from the man who was greedily looking at the wall with a beautiful peacock painting of a thousand jewels, and his face was pale, and it was evident from the palm of his hand that he was clenching the scepter that he was in a very bad mood right now.

"How dare you--"

Malfoy almost held his breath, otherwise the smell of blood and sweat from the man's body might have caused him to turn around and leave.

"How dare you break into my house so unscrupulously, Greyback, who gave you the guts!"

Malfoy snarled under his breath, "You know how many Galleons I'll have to use to settle this mess if someone finds out!" ”

"Ah, Garon--"

Hearing this sensitive word, Greyback turned his gaze to Lucius, bared his yellow teeth and showed an oozing smile,

"We all love Galleon!"

Malfoy's breathing suddenly became rapid, and there was a cold light in his gray eyes, but a strange red appeared on his pale cheeks, and he realized that the person opposite him was a complete and dangerous madman, and that it was really a very stupid thing to do to make a big fuss about himself, and the most important thing he should do now was to send him away as soon as possible.

"If it's because of the gold, Greyback, you can leave now, and I'll find someone to send it to you."

"We've all worked together under the Mystery Man, Lucius, we're old friends--"

Malfoy's cold attitude of rejecting people from thousands of miles away caused a fierce light to flash in the dark pupils of the most notorious werewolf in the wizarding world, and he looked at Malfoy's neck, as if to study what angle was appropriate if he wanted to speak.

Zizi--

Greyback stretched out his strange hand from under his cloak, and the claws under his fingernails scratched the desk, and he saw fear in Malfoy's eyes as he wished.

"There's not much of our old friend out there now, Lucius, I came to see you just to reminisce about those pleasant, free days, but you behaved so coldly--"

If he was completely sure, then Lucius Malfoy might not hesitate to pull out the wand hidden in the scepter, reward this werewolf without the slightest fear and limit, and then carry his head to the Ministry of Magic to mix the first-class Merlin Medal back, but unfortunately, Malfoy is not sure, especially since Narcissa and Draco are still resting in the bedroom upstairs, and if the fight starts, Malfoy is not sure to protect them.

Ever since Lucius Malfoy met Amosta Blaine, who had stepped down from his position as a professor at Hogwarts, at the Leaky Cauldron some time ago, Malfoy had come to his senses that sometimes the golden Garon was not omnipotent.

And now, the famous werewolf on the other side has once again deepened his impression.

If you are not completely sure that you will not be able to turn a person down, then it is not wise to show too much hostility, which has always been Lucius Malfoy's way of doing things, but the presence of Greyback has deepened Amosta Bryan's fear of what he had mentioned.

Malfoy stood up silently, walked over to the shelf, pulled out a bottle of redcurrant rum, poured it for Greyback and himself, and sat back in his seat, still with a coldness in his eyes, but his tone was much calmer

"Tell me why you came to me."

"That's the way to treat a friend, Lucius--"

Greyback raised his glass and smiled triumphantly, fiddling with it, pinching the goblet with various gestures, and asking from time to time how to hold it in accordance with 'high society' etiquette.

"Just wanted to ask you a little favor, old friend--"

The werewolf leader raised his head and drank half a glass of wine, and then smacked his lips happily,

"Everyone knows that the Malfoy family is one of the richest in the wizarding world, and the head of the family, Lucius Malfoy, has many connections, and among these old friends who are still out there, only you can help us poor fellows."

Malfoy didn't say a word, and watched him perform coldly.

"We want to use your door to inquire about personal news, old friend, I don't think you will refuse this humble request, will you?"

"Inquire about whom?"

Malfoy's eyelids twitched, and he asked succinctly.

"A cunning and despicable villain, whose real name we don't know,"

Greyback exuded a madness, he put down his glass, and smiled,

"I only know that he calls himself 'Golden Viper' in the den, and with your ability, old friend, I think it's easy, right?"



















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