and Harry stood beside the neatly trimmed hedge, not far away was a very decent manor. Behind the two were several Aurors and a dozen strikers, a number smaller than the number of people learned from the intelligence, but everyone present seemed relaxed.

"I really don't want to see Draco Malfoy inside," Harry whispered.

"Maybe he's not here," said.

"But I went to the hospital in the morning and his assistant said he was home." Harry said anxiously. stared at him coldly, "I don't know when you have an indecisive problem."

"Oh, I think it's because I'm busy taking care of my little daughter." Harry said slowly: "She's too naughty, more noisy than when she was young, and Ginny and I couldn't stand it." As expected, when he finished speaking, he found that 's face became elusive.

"Ginny and the kids are on the island," Harry added.

"I'll go," said blankly, "with a gift."

When walked towards the cast iron gate, Harry was still thinking about the relationship between the two. Originally, their connection should have been completely cut off with graduation, and in the next few years, as expected, I only saw it on the floating island a few times, but I don’t know what I was thinking at the beginning. After the third child was born, I had to choose a professor who had a bad relationship with him when he was in school as the godfather for his youngest daughter - so that his three children each had a godfather.

But he did, maybe because he encountered it while visiting the grave.

Harry realized at that time that had never let go. Even though he had achieved great success, he still stubbornly stayed in school instead of choosing to give up his teaching position, because there were almost all the memories of his life, whether good or bad.

Even Haeger left Glopp behind every summer vacation and disappeared for a month or two. The principal of the Busbaton School was also uncertain. But has always been alone. According to Neville, Professor McGonagall seemed to be interested in matching him and Emilyn Vance, but history is always in reincarnation. The two inherited the winning and defeating desires of the Snake House and the Lions House, and fought hard in the Academy Cup in recent years, and there was no spark at all.

Rosalie Jr. will be enrolled in school next year. But Harry thought of Sirius' second child, the child who almost snatched the name "Jame". Fortunately, he and Ginny's first child were born two months ago. Sirius was worried about it and finally insisted on being the godfather of "Jame".

Harry waved his hand, and Auror and the strikers took their place.

...

At this moment, the living room of Malfoy Manor is very lively.

A group of people wearing black robes sat crookedly on the long table, complaining about the unfair treatment they received over the years, the difficulty of life, etc. The brightness in the living room was deliberately lowered, which was very similar to the Death Eaters' meeting. The fireplace was burning and the location next to the fire was empty.

Lucius Malfoy sat in the first position on the left with a stiff expression, watching Selvin and two strong, short and sturdy male witches chatting.

"What, Lucius?" Selwin shouted: "Fresh blood must be added, otherwise it will become rotten. None of the people present is for personal gain. We are discussing major issues such as the fate of all pure blood families. Therefore, the more people join, the better. Are they, Vincent, Gregory?"

Lucius looked at his son's former close friend with a complicated expression nodded silly.

Selwin was so proud.

"Let young people see the world. Why don't you see Draco?"

"He can't come if he has something to do," said Lucius. "He can't come if he has something to do," Selwin repeated, so that everyone could hear it clearly, and then he showed a puzzled expression, "What's so important? Let me think about it-oh, by the way, he is a very important figure now, busy with official duties, and countless people expect him to overcome one or two more Muggle diseases so that those scum who can't magic can live as long as a wizard... But some of us relatives and friends will die in Azkaban..."

The light of hatred suddenly burst out from Crab and Gol's honest faces.

Lucius narrowed his gray eyes and said coldly: "I think you have a credit for it, Selwin." "Oh, stop talking about it," Selwin immediately fought back, obviously prepared, "not to mention , the best hidden , you, Lucius, have revealed so many secrets. Compared with you two, I did it insignificantly."

He stood up, his body pressed against the chair with his back to the fireplace, as if he was going to sit down, everyone's eyes widened - the seat had been empty for twelve years, was Selwin interested in getting involved?

There were lingering and trepidation everywhere in the living room.

But Selwin just stood beside the chair and raised his voice and said, "Twelve years ago, we reached an agreement with Mr. Hepp for freeing us from Voldemort's slavery," he said, bowing slightly to the chair, "We have been as low as possible for years and not causing trouble, but what is the result? I saw too much of this underestimation look... Now it's time to unite and exert our influence! Everyone, there are more than one Dark King, but the pure blood family will last forever!"

Lucius smelled some dangerous signal and quietly leaned his body against the back of the chair.

Selwin's speech hit many people's pain points, and he couldn't help but recall the glory of the past. At this time, Selwin pressed down his hands and the crowd immediately calmed down. He smiled with satisfaction.

"The reason why the pure blood family is unattainable is that we have signed one magic contract after another over the long period of time. Of course, most of them have been transferred to the Ministry of Magic now. I don't plan to come back. I have other ways to make money..." He said vaguely: "But there is no big problem to use this to negotiate with the Ministry of Magic to ask for a share of the pie. I plan to talk to Kingsley..."

"Also, there's one more thing-"

"I got on the line with a steward of the queen. Mr. Edwin revealed that the queen has been talking about the palace mages recently - everyone, what does this mean? I don't think I need to say more, right?" Selwin glanced around, and even Lucius's eyes were a little hot. It was a symbol of title, aristocratic status and unique status.

But then Lucius recalled the conversation between breakfast, and felt as if he had been poured with cold water in his heart, and he calmed down instantly. Selwin was still giving a speech, but his mind was placed elsewhere. He seemed to hear the faint sound of footsteps, his eyes turned to the thick wooden door, he rubbed his eyes, and the bronze handle seemed to be spinning away bit by bit.

"Click."

A gust of wind came in. When Selwin was excited, he raised his head in surprise. A figure stood at the door, and the hem of the black robe fluttered with the wind just now. The man didn't move, as if he was adapting to the dim light in the room, but everyone in the living room saw the face clearly and immediately discussed it.

"It turned out to be !"

"Didn't he teach in school, and he also studies potions..."

"I heard he defected to Porter."

strode in, looked around, and looked at Selwin. Selwin put away his surprised eyes well, put on a smile and said, "Severus! I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you have become someone else's godfather, haha!"

had no expression on his face, and no smile on his face. The others in the living room did not laugh, their eyes moved between the two, and then they looked at Lucius Malfoy, who seemed to be surprised by 's arrival, but he didn't know if it was an illusion that the face illuminated by the fire was actually a little pale.

stood in front of Selwin. To be precise, he stood in front of the chair with his back against the fireplace. He pulled out the chair and sat down. The living room suddenly became silent, and some people were frightened, their mouths slightly opened, making an unconscious hissing.

sat upright in his seat, looked at the expression on everyone's face, and then said, "I'll bring a message."

"What is it?" Selwin asked subconsciously.

's eyelids drooped, saying, "It has nothing to do with you."

"How could it have nothing to do with me?" Selwin cried, and then he saw something from Malfoy's pale face. Fear was soaked in his whole body little by little, as if the drowning man kept falling. Finally, he could not control his legs like lead and stumbled back to the chair next to him.

"Is it an Auror outside the door or..."

did not respond.

Selwin stared at her big eyes and her lips kept trembling. He jumped up and overturned the chair to the ground. Then he turned around and ran towards the door. Several people followed Selwin and left the long table in panic.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have chosen to run away." said in a faint voice. But Selwin couldn't hear this. He rushed out of the living room first - he did not use the fireplace, because the fireplace might have been monitored by the Ministry of Magic. He rushed out of the living room and ran to the back of the manor, where there was a fountain, and near the fountain could be used for the illusion to move.

One of the few people following Selwin stopped. It was a short and fat man. At this moment, he had a few steps away from the door. His expression changed continuously. His mind was in a mess. He didn't know whether to listen to 's words. With the things he did, he would be locked up for at least ten years.

Then the air in the entire living room seemed to be frozen, including the short and fat man with a desperate face at the door. The sweat beads on his forehead were frozen on his face. Then a circle of silver light passed through his body, brushing through everyone present like silver gauze, and they immediately felt a splitting headache.

"Don't resist." 's voice said.

Lucius first gave up his resistance obediently. No matter who came, Auror, or Hepp, he had no desire to resist. It was not something he was good at. Besides, there were Narcissa, Draco, and Scopie, and then he floated up like a drowning person, breathing fresh air, and sat on a chair, gasping for breath. After realizing that, he realized that his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

The silver ripples spread like a tide, and Lucius felt a sense of courage inexplicably, but this courage was not used to resist and fight, but to follow the Silver Ghost's master to fight against evil... It's really strange that the Malfoy family doesn't need that thing.

When the fourteenth wave of silver ripples passed through the living room and the door was pushed open roughly from outside, the three Aurors supported the magic barrier that shone brightly and took away the man at the door, leaving no words from beginning to end.

"Is it...Potter outside?" someone asked tremblingly.

Before could speak, the door was pushed open for the second time. Everyone took a breath after seeing the face clearly. It was Harry Potter, who was actually the leader of the team. A silver physical guardian was faintly visible behind them, and they seemed to hear the sound of "da da" hooves.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see Draco's shadow. He spoke calmly: "After the order of the Minister of Magic, Selwin, Parkinson, Nott, and Roll are suspected of serious violations of the law and bring them back to the ministry for interrogation."

Everyone lowered their heads in awe.

I don’t know how long it took, with a "bang", the door closed from outside, and everyone showed a look of surviving the disaster.

said calmly: "Slytherin's snake should not crawl in the gutter, but fly in the sky. To prevent you from not understanding-" He paused and took out a few pieces of parchment from his black robe's pocket.

“I prepared a piece of material.”

As he said that, he started to read the parchment dryly, as if he was reciting a lengthy report. Although his mind was no longer here, found a sense of familiarity in his trance. Many years ago, he had read several boring reports like today, but at that time it was in the conference room of Black's old house.

No one interrupted him. The flames in the fireplace behind him were burning even more vigorously, and the firewood made crisp sounds from time to time, and the splashing sparks shone brightly behind him. Everyone sat upright, trying to hear something useful from reports without any emotional ups and downs.

To some of them, this scene is also not unfamiliar.
Chapter completed!