Chapter 703: Dangerous Dey Llewellyn

"Now you go out too. Abraxas commanded his son, Lucius, after Luna and the others had apparitioned.

Lucius glanced at Alan apologetically, he knew his father's temper, stubborn and stubborn, Lucius didn't know that he was leaving, and his father said something to Alan Harris, hoping that the other party would see the relationship between them and be considerate of this seriously ill old man.

No expression could be seen on Alan's face, and Lucius left the room and gently closed the door.

"Mr. Abraxas Malfoy. Only then did Alan come forward to say hello.

"I'm sorry to see you under such circumstances, Mr. Alan Harris. Abraxas folded his hands on his lap weakly, he looked at Allen's appearance with some suspicion, as if he was remembering something, but then shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly, as if he had given up the ridiculous conjecture in his mind, and continued: "I've heard Draco talk about you for a long time, and this kid admires you very much. โ€

"Draco is my father's godson, and I have a good relationship with him. "Alan had looked up some of the personal information about Abraxas Malfoy in the Ministry of Magic before he came, and like other wizards who knew about his conspiracies, no one trusted him, but at least they had some respect for him.

Abraxas stared at Allen's expression and suddenly became more majestic, the posture of the vexatious order just now was gone, and his eyes did not look like a seriously ill and dying old man, revealing the momentum and shrewdness of the years of experience: "You and Lucius played a good show, that person was hidden in the dark by you, you are letting Lucius dance on the tip of the knife." โ€

"He didn't use Occlumency at home?" Alan walked over to his bedside and sat down directly in the chair in front of him to question Abraxus, and under an unbreakable oath he was sure that Lucius would not tell anyone about it.

"Lucius's Occlumency was very good, I taught it myself, but my other teachings failed, he didn't give me who he was supposed to be, and it made me a disappointed father. Abraxas's pox-covered hand unconsciously tapped the guardrail of the hospital bed, "Mr. Alan Harris, please forgive my arrogance, I don't have your strength, but you, me, and the greatest white wizard, Albus Dumbledore, we are all the same kind of people, all wearing the mask of hypocrisy and each holding on to it. Draco's safety should obviously be the subject of your deal, and if I live one more day in this world, I will have to protect the Malfoy family and protect my children and grandchildren, although I said that 'the family that puts the family's interests first will always defeat the family that puts the foolish wishes of their children first', and my son may also disgrace the family, but can the Malfoys provide something for Harris to ensure that my son Lucius also lives?"

"I don't have to mention Draco, my mother and Aunt Narcissa are distant relatives, I never had any intention of letting Lucius die, he just had to pay attention to that person. Alan breathed a sigh of relief knowing that the other party had noticed the anomaly with his talent and experience in conspiracy, and then casually took out an apple from the pile of gifts he had given himself, broke it in half, let the apple peel off automatically, and took a bite, "In fact, I will try to make sure that makes him feel better in front of that person." โ€

Looking a little disappointed, Abraxas took the other half of the apple handed by Alan with his rashed hand, broke a small piece and put it in his mouth with some difficulty, and finally could only sip the juice for a while before spitting it out: "I still like to eat it without peeling it, Draco is up to me and not his father." โ€

"The dragon pox treatment invented by the one-eyed hunchback healer of three or four hundred years ago, Gonzilda of Gusmer, has not improved much over the years, but unfortunately if you can hold on for a few more years, my company should be able to develop a new treatment......," Alan moved the trash can towards Abraxas to make it easier for the other party to reach.

After that, the two fell into silence, although Eren is a master of potions, and he can cure many injuries and remove various curses with magic spells alone, but he is helpless for this kind of disease in a short time, and it is impossible for him to spend a lot of time on researching new medicines, and even if he doesn't need to keep it secret about owning the Philosopher's Stone now, the elixir made by the Philosopher's Stone is not of much help to this disease that is not a matter of longevity.

Alan thought about it again, and then stretched out his hand to Abraxas, who realized that Alan had an extra parchment scroll in his hand: "The map of the location of the ruins where the real Hand of Vikna is located, this is the purpose of my original visit to Lucius today, I guess I should have some knowledge of it with the history of the Malfoy family, you decide whether to tell him or not." โ€

Abraxus didn't open the parchment: "That person doesn't have much sanity left compared to when he went to school at Hogwarts, you give me this to show that you really defeated him, why did Lucius bother to use this thing to curry favor with that person and strengthen that person?"

"Dragonslayer warriors will eventually become dragons - so as a new warrior, dragons need to live longer. Alan leaned back in his chair, "I will probably have many more encounters with the Mystery, and I will try to ensure that I will give Lucius Malfoy the identity and reputation before the final battle - superior intelligence is the greatest treasure of mankind, and you obviously have excellent talent and experience in this matter......"

Exiting the hospital room in Abraxas, Alan sensed the location of his companion and arrived on the sixth floor of St. Mungo's Hospital, where the tea room and shop were for visitors to rest or buy gifts for their patients. As soon as she stepped out of the stairs, Alan saw her companions, Hermione sitting in a chair with one hand on a teacup that was still steaming, while Luna was leaning against the counter with a jar of hazelnut jam in her hand, dipping her fingers in it, and then took it out and stuffed it into her mouth, and beside her lap was a paper bag with the jar of hazelnut jam stacked neatly and full, almost at the level of the mouth of the bag.

The parachute members stood around her, which made Alan think that Mother Wolf had trained them a little too much because of the last incident.

The wizards passing by all over him would have an unnatural look on their faces when they saw Luna like this, and Draco Malfoy's face turned red, and he looked very embarrassed when he stood at a considerable distance from Luna and Hermione. After all, almost no one eats it like this, but makes it into pastries or pรขtรฉ, which looks a bit unsettling, and Alan laughs out loud as he watches Luna suck the hazelnut sauce off her fingers little by little, looking at herself and enjoying herself.

"Alan, my mother didn't come, she was preparing lunch, she asked me to invite you to my house for dinner, after all, the hospital is not a good place to eat banquets. As soon as Draco saw Allen, he couldn't wait to invite him to Malfoy's main estate in Wiltshire.

"Thank you mom for me, but don't bother, it's more important to spend more time with your grandfather. Alan patted Draco on the shoulder, picked up the bag at Luna's feet and put it in his pocket, waved with Draco and began to lead Hermione and Luna downstairs.

Walking down the stairs to see the different wards, Hermione told them what she had just seen. "Alan, I just saw a patient who was laughing out loud being taken to the Pharmacy and Plant Poison Unit on the fourth floor, and he was laughing all the time, but his facial expression was very painful. In the Biological Injuries Unit on the second floor where Mr. Arthur Weasley once lived, the Dai Llewellyn, who had been severely bitten by some monster, had not even been discharged from the hospital......

The fat man Otto Skorzny finally couldn't help his instinct and interjected: "O, Miss Granger, you misunderstood, that is not the name of the patient, but the name of the ward, Dai Llewellyn, also commonly known as "Dangerous" Dai Llewellyn, is a very famous Quidditch player on the Caerphili crossbow team, who is willing to risk danger in the game. While on vacation on the Greek island of Mykonos, he was eaten by a Kemera beast, so much so that the Welsh wizards mourned for a day. In his honor, the Dangerous Day Medal was set up to honour the Quidditch League Cup players who braved the risk of the game and created the most thrilling spectacle. โ€

Ramona Rozier, the wolf mother, glared at the fat man, but continued to add in Hermione's inquiring eyes, "Kennyworth Whitp has a biography of Dey Llewellyn called "He Flew Like a Maniac," and the ward that treated severe bites was named after him. โ€

When Hermione heard the author's name, she suddenly realized: "Oh! I read Kennyworth's book "Quidditch Origins" when I was in my second year helping Gryffindor find out if the entire Slytherin team was replacing the Halo 2001 broomstick, he was a famous writer and a well-known Quidditch expert, Spark wrote a number of works related to Quidditch, as if he lived in Nottinghamshire, and it is said that he spent half of his time at home and half of his time The Wigtown Rangers are playing anywhere this week." His hobbies include playing backgammon, vegetarian cooking, and collecting expensive vintage broomsticks. โ€

"I don't think I can get that dangerous Day medallion, I don't have a chance to put myself in danger when I play..."Allen's arms, which were leisurely hugging his chest, suddenly lowered, and read the information slowly again in his heart: "Creature---Induced Injuries Dangerous Dai Llewellyn Ward Severe Bites." Bites)ใ€‚ And the homonym of these words is Creature dangerous Dai Serious = Kreacher dangerous, die Sirius - what a coincidence, Sirius is full of bad luck symbols... His image of the Animagus is a large black dog, which is also a harbinger of death. Sirius is also the "home of the dead", and the long tunnels and wind shafts of the Egyptian pyramids allow people to see the stars during the day, and the part of the sky that is seen is exactly where Sirius appeared. Those openings are also for the undead..."

"The Hall of the Planets told you that when the elements of fate begin to work, there will be countless possible outcomes, and these are not impossible to explore, because the understanding of these can see through the nature of fate more clearly. Luna's faint female voice rang out from the bottom of Alan's heart.