Chapter 70 Dress Up Game

Lucius Malfoy is one of the school directors of Hogwarts. He is different from Snape's snake that walks in the cracks in the bricks. He is an albino snake that walks openly in the court and the Ministry of Magic.

After the Dark Lord failed for the first time, he used his relationship. Not only was he not imprisoned in Azkaban, but he also watched the Quidditch World Cup in a box with the Minister of Magic, Foggy Connery. The Death Eaters unleashed the Dark Mark, causing great panic.

Some people say that at that time he was anxious to go back to serve his master Voldemort. As a devout Death Eater, he should have been blown to pieces after the Battle of Hogwarts like Bella, but he still lives in Malfoy Manor now. His assets have not been confiscated, everything is the same as before, even the court has not gone to court, but he has not appeared in social occasions again, which is equivalent to house arrest in disguise, and his friends notifying him in advance is not really out of friendship, but It is hoped that he will hide some clues about himself, so as not to find it when the Aurors come to search.

When Pomona came to the dining room from the guest room, many people were rummaging through boxes and cabinets in front of old Malfoy. Lucius was still sitting where Tom Voldemort had sat before, drinking with a blank expression, and Narcissa was sitting on the sofa. Read magazines.

Many of these Aurors are familiar faces, that is, members of Dumbledore's Army that Harry set up in the school. They feel that they are doing something great and righteous, and they want to bring this platinum nobleman who escaped justice to justice. Pomona couldn't help but be happy that Draco was sent to St. Mungo's. Malfoy is a "philanthropist". The ticket for the Quidditch World Cup box back then was given a lot of money to St. Mungo's. With the donation, even if Xiaolong's grades do not meet the recruitment requirements of St. Mungo's, he can still go in to study, so as not to meet these former classmates.

"Who is she?" an Auror rudely pointed at Pomona and asked old Malfoy. Professor Sprout looked at him for a long time and remembered that he seemed to be Harry's roommate Dean Thomas, who was once imprisoned in Malfoy by Voldemort. Fu Manor, also witnessed a murder.

"Is this how you speak to a lady?" She said with a French accent proudly and fiercely. "I am a guest of the Malfoy family. Even if you want to know me, you should ask Mrs. Malfoy to introduce you."

Dean opened his mouth wide. He probably didn't expect any pure-blood nobleman to dare to show such an arrogant attitude.

"Auntie!" After finishing off Dean, Pomona ran to Narcissa like a happy bird, "Take me out to play. I haven't had a good time in England for so long."

"Of course, honey, where do you want to go?" Narcissa held back a smile and said proudly with a Malfoy attitude.

"I'm out of clothes!" Which woman would think that she has too many clothes in her closet "I want to buy British Muggle clothes."

"I don't think their clothes are much different from the French ones, my dear." Narcissa also used a French accent.

"I don't!" she said capriciously, "Draco is not here, Christine is so boring by herself!"

"Oh, I see." Narcissa nodded, then turned to old Malfoy and said, "Honey, I went shopping with Christine, can you stay at home alone?"

"Have fun, dear." Malfoy raised his glass with a half-smile.

"Do you mind?" Narcissa looked at Dean.

"I want to ask my superiors." Dean still swallowed his anger, looking extremely annoyed.

"While you consult your superiors, do you mind if we make preparations for going out? For example, changing clothes." Narcissa continued to ask.

"How long will it take you?"

"Good luck, one hour, bad luck, can you go out before ten o'clock? My wife." Malfoy said.

"Is there somewhere you want to go? My dear?" Narcissa held back a smile and continued to speak gracefully and reservedly.

Malfoy swallowed his anger, picked up his glass and took a sip of wine.

"Then we have the final say on how long it will take, let's go, Christine." Narcissa stood up and took Christine's hand and left the restaurant together. Before leaving, Christine even made a face at Dean. Anu is indescribable and can't do anything with them, why does the British Ministry of Magic have no female Aurors.

When the two came to Narcissa's bedroom, they laughed as soon as the door was closed.

"Oh, you should really see their faces." Narcissa clutched her chest, as if reminiscing about the scene of revenge just now, and hugged Pomona after a while, "Thank you so much, sweetheart."

"Sometimes I'm glad I look young." Pomona hugged Narcissa.

"Do you think there is a problem with this?" Narcissa asked in confusion, which woman would think that she looks young and beautiful.

"Can you tell how much older I am than Severus?"

Narcissa let go of the hug, looked up and down, "Why is this happening?"

"Magic," said Pomona listlessly. "I wish I had your body, Narcissa."

"It looks okay on the outside, undressed." Narcissa shook her head, and pulled Pomona to the closet. "Shall we try on clothes this morning?"

"I have an appointment at eleven, and Severus asked me to dress more formally, saying there was someone to introduce me to."

"Would you like to wear my clothes? I think there are a few I can wear for you."

"Thanks."

"No, honey, I should be the one to say thank you." Narcissa opened the closet, which was full of all kinds of clothes, and each one looked extremely expensive.

"I've always felt that although the magic wardrobe can hold a lot of things, it can't appreciate this kind of scenery." Narcissa looked at those skirts with her waist in her waist, full of a sense of accomplishment, as if she was admiring a masterpiece. "What do you think?"

"Yes." Pomona said without hesitation. She felt that Narcissa might have avoided that kind of magical wardrobe on purpose. Draco was forced by the Death Eaters to experiment with the Twin Cabinet in the Room of Requirement. into Hogwarts.

She had done all she could to protect Hufflepuff and the other House Muggleborns and Neville, and she just couldn't support him at the time.

"Narcissa, do you still discriminate against Muggles?"

Narcissa kept looking at her spoils without saying a word.

"Have you ever thought of visiting Andromeda, your sister," said Pomona, who wanted to stop by to see how Tonks and Lupine's child was doing.

"How about this one?" Narcissa chose a black and white dress with a fluffy hem that looked like a dress.

"I never doubt a Malfoy's taste." Pomona took the dress. "Where do I change?"

"How about just changing here? I really miss the girly figure."

Pomona rubbed her stomach, which was flat now and she couldn't feel anything.

"If Draco doesn't inherit the family business, do you and Lucius plan to have another child?"

"I'd rather pin my hopes on Miss Greengrass." Narcissa said blankly, "Let's wait for my grandson's generation to rejuvenate the family."

It was only then that Pomona noticed that she was about the same age as Narcissa, but Narcissa was already waiting to have a grandson.

She touched her stomach again, feeling extremely disappointed.