Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

? "Come in! Just find a place to sit for a while, I'll find my father..."

As soon as he entered the house, Draco waved his hand casually, indicating that Pansy could do it himself.Then, when he wanted to go upstairs to see if his father was there, he suddenly heard a slight "crack" sound.

"Oh...Master Draco, welcome home! May I ask you—"

This is the house-elf in the family—since Dobby left, his father has found a new elf who takes care of daily life.

But to be honest, this is obviously less flexible than Duobi now, and it is not at all observant.

"No need!" Draco frowned. "I ask you, did my father go out today? Is he still at home now?"

"Ah! The master is upstairs...yes, in the study room upstairs, just came back more than half an hour ago..."

The little elf humbled his back and said quietly with his eyes down.

When Draco heard what he wanted to know, he naturally didn't bother to listen to him finish. When even he passed by the skinny elf, he went straight to the stairs.

But after two steps, he seemed to feel that something was not right again, and suddenly turned around and said:

"Go get a pot of tea for Miss Parkinson, go!"

With this added, Draco stepped on the wooden stairs and went up to the second floor, leaving Pansy alone there secretly cheering.

"It seems that Draco still knows to care about how I feel!"

But unfortunately, things were obviously not what Pansy had imagined. The reason why Draco asked the elf to prepare tea for her was purely out of a kind of etiquette and rules of hospitality.

"Dear guest... Then, please come to the side hall and sit down for a while!"

Following the elf out of the front hall, Pansy took a seat in a small hall next to it.

After the elf went to the kitchen to prepare refreshments for the reception, she could only calm down and wait for a while, and by the way, she admired the gratifying green vines outside the window.

Just as Pansy was bathing in the breeze coming in from the window and feeling the spring, a string of footsteps suddenly sounded from the corridor outside the hall.

And immediately after, she heard that the door of the small hall was suddenly opened again.

It's definitely not the house elves who are here-although the elves are mostly good at work, it takes a certain amount of time to make a pot of good tea that meets the status and status, even if you use magic.

Not to mention, the elves always use magic to come and go, and usually do not walk through the door.

"Are there any guests at home?"

Pansy turned her head when she heard the sound, and when she could see who came, she quickly got up from her chair.

"Mrs. Malfoy...oh! Good afternoon, madam...sorry, I came here without saying anything in advance...yes, Draco brought me here!"

She was obviously a little nervous, so that she became stumbling and stumbling.

At the entrance of the small hall, Draco's mother Narcissa naturally knew Pansy.When she heard Pansy say that her son brought it back, she suddenly smiled with surprise.

"Really? That kid..." Narcissa flirted with her ears and walked towards Pansy with a smile. "I should say sorry, you see! I didn't know there would be guests coming today, so this The assistant dressed up hastily appeared...I was cleaning the weeds in the flowerbed in the back garden just now!"

While taking off her apron, Narcissa came to the round table where Pansy was sitting on, took her and sat down again.

I have to say that after a period of turmoil in the Malfoy family, this arrogant woman has also changed a lot.

Especially in the period when her husband Lucius couldn't meet people, she could only come forward in person and deal with all kinds of family affairs on her behalf.

And it was the time that was actually not too long for the "Acting Patriarch" that gave her a lot of silver hair on her temples.

Now, after a series of ups and downs, Narcissa has finally become her paternal wife again.Seriously, she didn't want to pretend to put on that noble posture in front of others.

For her now, having a stable and peaceful family is more important than anything else.

So, if you want to ask Narcissa what she expects now, it might be a lifelong event for her son Draco!

"...My child, how is your mother doing? Maybe you can tell me and say that I welcome her to come and chat with me at any time, have afternoon tea or something... I won't post anything about such trivial matters. It’s an invitation, so it doesn’t look a bit too much!"

Pansy didn't expect Draco's mother to be so enthusiastic, not only holding her hand and chatting so intimately, but even asking about her family's situation as soon as she came up.

It's like...like... you are treating your future daughter-in-law?

"Oh! Of course, I will tell my mother... I think she will be happy to come over as a guest!"

"That couldn't be better!"

Narcissa smiled surprisingly mildly and kept looking at Pansy with her eyes.

But it must be said that even though she is very different from her previous self, the posture habits she has cultivated since childhood have not changed.As a witch from a pure-blooded family, even if there are some Saturn seeds on the hem of her pants, it is still difficult to hide her noble temperament.

But this is a matter of course.

After all, she and Na Bellatrix are sisters, and they both had the surname Black before they got married!

However, one of the three sisters of the Black family became the most loyal Death Eater, but the other was expelled from the family for marrying Muggle-born Ted Tonks.

Together with herself, she became Lucius Malfoy's wife.

The three girls who came out of the same family at the time had completely different situations, which is really an unavoidable past.

"By the way, kid... how did Draco treat you?" Narcissa suddenly whispered, "In fact, this kid has grown up after all, and he doesn't always stick to me like he did when he was a kid... I think more than Come, I, a mother, don’t necessarily know him better! Why don’t you tell me about Draco at school!"

After all, it is the situation of her son that concerns Narcissa the most.Especially after the conspiracy left behind by Voldemort, as a mother, who almost lost her son, she suddenly became more worried about her child.

"Uh……"

Pansy really didn't know how to answer this question from Draco's mother.

"In fact, he doesn't say much to others, and it's almost the same in school..." She said, "But, um...I think what he wants now is to study safely and smoothly from Huo Graduation! Compared to other things, I think he wants to be a helper to the family business sooner, so that his uncles and aunts don’t have to work so hard."

These words were not so much talking about Draco's thoughts as they were mixed with Pansy's own wishes.But then again, in fact, she and Draco were in similar situations, so there was really little difference between what they thought of.

"what do you know!"

Suddenly, Draco's voice suddenly came from the door, which made Pansy shrink his neck subconsciously.

"Oh! Draco, don't be so fierce to girls!"

Narcissa hurriedly winked at her son, the meaning of which was self-evident, and Draco was depressed for a while.

"Mother, it's not what you think, Pansy and I—"

"Okay!" Narcissa shook her head, stood up quickly, walked to his side and whispered, "Mom can understand that your father had the same virtue when he was young! What's so shy about this? ...... Treat the little Pansy well, I think it's no worse than the two little girls from Greengrass."

Having said that, she didn't stop talking about anything, and immediately patted her son on the back.

"Go! I'm not here to get in the way for you... But I still have to say, even if you want to bring girls to the house, you shouldn't skip class casually, you know? Well, that's it for this time. ——"

"Hey!"

Draco only had time to stretch out his hand, and saw his mother walk out of the small hall quickly, and even after going out, he closed the door easily.

He froze for a while at the door, then turned around with a sullen expression on his lips.

"What did you and my mother say? Why—" Draco said, and finally waved his hand, "Okay! Anyway, I have discussed your matter with my father, since With the meaning of McLean in it, our family can help!"

He had known that Pansy liked him a long time ago. Although he didn't feel much about Pansy here, he still didn't hate this girl with good looks and family background.

Of course, it is true that he has no affectionate thoughts now.

After Pansy heard Draco's words, she temporarily put the secret joy aside and nodded clearly.

"Then we now..."

"Wait!" Draco motioned to her to sit down. "After all, it is the Flint family. They are not as easy to talk as the other families. It is impossible to solve the problem with a little saliva in the past. But this is also an opportunity, father. How many friends are being contacted now... well, maybe you can also call your father together?"

Draco thought as he spoke, and couldn't help standing still thinking.Pansy sat there looking at his pensive figure, and the more he looked, the more charming he became, and he saw God all the time.

I have to say that there are not many people who can participate in family affairs at Draco's age.This is outstanding among peers.

But unfortunately, in this quagmire-like situation, the room for him to play has become smaller and smaller.

"Draco, things have changed."

Suddenly, Lucius came down from upstairs.

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