Draco Malfoy's nose was filled with fine sweat, his nose wings expanded excitedly, and his pale cheeks were slightly flushed. He had never heard such an exciting speech before. Professor Happ's performance was perfect, calm and elegant, and free to express himself. He was the ideal image of Slytherin in his mind.

Especially in front of everyone, he didn't know what magic he used to make the fat guy faint.

Although after the funeral, he was called to the principal Dumbledore for a speech...

Draco stood next to a vertical flower tower with a white spire, secretly glanced at a secluded corner where there were Dumbledore and Professor Hayp. Dumbledore's expression was serious, and Professor Hayp explained something with a smile, and a vague word came from "...I have only mastered it recently...I have only learned the lesson..."

On the other side were a small group of people with awkward atmosphere, including his parents, Porter, Sirius Black, pink-haired women, Professor Lupin, Weasleys, and Aunt Andomida, who has been a passerby in the family since the future - most of these people can be related to the Malfoy family. He has long been used to the various relatives that emerged, but he will not pay attention unless his father deliberately introduced them.

The only exception is Aunt Andomida. When she was a child, she left a deep impression on him. Even after many years, he still remembers such a person. Especially in astronomy class, when the professor introduced Andromeda, he would also remember that he had an aunt of the same name. She was very similar to another aunt she had never met. Although her mother never mentioned her two sisters, he had seen photos of them when he was young when he was flipping through the album.

These three people are very different. The one who is flamboyant and slightly mean is the eldest sister, who has black curly hair; her second sister Andomida's hair is light brown in fusion, with gentler eyebrows and eyes, while the youngest is her mother, who has long golden hair.

Draco looked up and down at the wizard next to Aunt Andomida and looked at him with a scrutiny. This is the muggle wizard he chose? It doesn't look very good... blonde, big belly, except for the comforting voice, gentle and patient enough, there is nothing outstanding.

"Draco, let's go!" Narcissa shouted to him angrily. It was not always pleasant to meet again after a long separation. The two sisters parted again, and Draco hurriedly followed and the family left.

Soon, Felix and Dumbledore also ended the conversation. He walked over with a relaxed expression and found the Weasleys who were planning to take Ron away, and talked to them about the Weasley twins.

"I don't know if they told you that I have made a promise to take them to see something new during the summer vacation."

Mrs. Weasley's expression was a little embarrassed. She had always opposed the brothers' prank items, but at this point, she had no good idea, and among the members of the family, except Percy, she had difficulty finding supporters - only when she got angry, the whole family would support her unconditionally.

"Arthur-" She looked at her husband.

Mr. Weasley said with a stern face: "Oh, of course, of course, Fred and George mentioned it, when Molly tried to smash their butts--Ahem! You know, O.W.Ls test scores," he touched his somewhat bald hair, "Everyone got four certificates, which combined was not as much as his brother... Can I ask what it was about?"

“It can be understood as a special social practice,” Felix said. “I want to show them the factories, machinery, ideas and so on in Muggle society, just so happens that my new company has this need—”

"Can I participate?" asked Mr. Weasley immediately, and Mrs. Weasley poked him with an elbow, and he looked at his wife with guilt, "Well, I mean... it makes sense, Molly, I have to admit it, it's good for Fred and George."

Mrs. Weasley bulged her chest like a bullfrog, "Arthur, they still have two years to graduate, if they start to be serious from now on..."

"Morley, you and I know that they are not here, and we cannot make decisions for them," insisted Mr. Weasley.

He left the address, "Professor Hayp, welcome you at any time." He took his family away.

In the evening, L.C.A Building.

In the temporary office on the third floor, Felix met Severus Snape.

He sat in a swivel chair and let his body turn gently, "So, the interview will be coming tomorrow, and you are not ready for your company?" There was a clear smell of accusation in his words.

"I have bought the shop and there are construction materials. I'm going to rebuild one myself." Felix sighed. "I've been busy reading books recently. It feels like walking into a treasure house, and I've just bent over and picked up all the treasures."

"Have you sent your interview invitation?"

"Of course, I asked them to send them to Andes of the L.C.A building in the job advertisement, which was actually received by Dobby. I looked for time and read it. Some people I have an impression of, it is easy to decide, and some people need to work hard for you, Severus."

Snape showed an unexpected expression, "You really asked me to help you with the interview?"

"Oh, it's me with you."

Felix took out a silver pocket watch from his chest pocket, pressed the snap buckle, and let the upper cover pop open gently. One sniffed out his head from the inside, and the pink nose kiss kept thrusting.

"This is...a sniff."

"You can call her Valen." Sniff climbed along his arm onto Felix's shoulders and looked around with a clever look. Then it took out a Merlin medal from its pocket, held it without letting go, hung itself on Felix's body, and entered a beautiful dream.

"Wisegamo will regret presenting you with this scene," said Snape.

"Real honor cannot be taken away." Felix said with a smile.

The next morning, the two stood in a wide open space in Diagon Alley. The previous buildings were flattened, replaced by piles of masonry and stone materials. A small conical sand dune was as high as the two-story building next to it.

"What are you going to do?" Snape asked.

"Build a room with magic." Felix said, stretching out his palm, fine golden lines appeared in his hand, constantly woven, forming a somewhat illusory three-dimensional castle-like building, which is transparent. If you look at it with a magnifying glass, you can even see layers of internal spaces divided into them, as well as patterns carved on huge supporting columns. The circling stairs connect all the places, and the center of the hall is straight upward. If a person stands here, you can directly see the huge ice crystal-like chandeliers hanging from the top.

Felix threw out the miniature building in his hand, which turned into a stream of light, landed in the center of the site, and then quickly expanded and grew, occupying the originally ugly, gray-brown ground, with bright magical brilliance.

People on the street stopped and pointed and a young couple turned their surprised eyes here.

Felix waved his ebony wand, and the building materials piled up on the ground melted like water, white marble, brown sand, gray pebbles... A whirlpool appeared on the ground, sucking all of this in, and then the ground kept surging, with huge, turbid bubbles emerging.

"It reminds me of the scene of boiling potions." Snape said, concealing his true feelings.

Under their gaze, a building began to grow slowly upwards.

The illusory three-dimensional picture shows the reality, and various materials poke their heads out from the vortex like little snakes, filled into buildings that only exist in the imagination, stacked layer by layer, extending upward from the bottom foundation. Finally, a vertical castle of one hundred feet high appeared, exactly the same as the miniature model Felix held before.

Every straight line from bottom to top and every pattern is upward and closed inward, forming a synergy, and finally gathers at the most pointed top of the entire building, pointing straight to the sky, looking from a distance, like a sharp blade unsheathed, which is daunting.

A black stone tablet broke out from the ground and wrote a string of gilded words - the Future World.

"By the way, there are also seeds recommended by Professor Sprout."

Felix said, carefully taking out two black-brown seeds from his pocket and throwing them at the entrance of the building. Under the action of magic, they quickly sprouted, grew, pulled out branches, and twisted into quaint and heavy blue steps, extending to their feet.
Chapter completed!