Chapter 139: Let’s put some clothes on the elf

No need to look at the Dark Lord's face to act, Lucius was in a very high mood after regaining control of Malfoy Manor.

Not only will he fill the manor with celebratory decorations and lanterns, he will also light all the candles and chandeliers to make the night in Malfoy Manor as bright as the day!

"Lucius, if I'm not mistaken, it's daytime now..." Narcissa Malfoy glanced at the current sky in confusion.

Although the sky is indeed a bit dark today, unlike Hogwarts where it is raining heavily, the Malfoy Manor in Wiltshire, England is only in a gray and overcast sky, and it is not so dark that all the lights need to be turned on.

Narcissa Malfoy glanced at Lucius worriedly, "Lucius, did the Dark Lord put too much pressure on you before he left, causing problems in your brain? Otherwise, we should go to St. Mungo's Would you like to visit the Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies?"

"Um... not really." Lucius' excited words were stuck in his throat, and he was silent for a long time before he said: "Narcissa, don't you think that when the Dark Lord was still there, our manor was too dark? ?"

"In order to maintain his so-called mystery and secrecy, the Dark Lord doesn't even let us light a lamp. It looks like we can't afford candles. This is simply a shame!"

Lucius shook the arm holding the cane and said angrily, "I think we need to prove to those friends who misunderstand me that our Malfoy family can afford candles!"

Narcissa looked at her husband with caring eyes, not understanding how he could communicate with his other pure-blood friends and actually compare themselves over something as trivial as how many candles they lighted...

"...Okay." She nodded, "But if you light candles like this, there won't be enough candles left in the manor."

With that said, Narcissa shouted to the empty yard: "Dobby, go out and buy a warehouse of candles and come back!"

Lucius and Narcissa paused for a moment, prepared to hear the house elf's usual "bang" and "bang" disembodiment sounds, as well as the sound of respectful obedience after his deep bow.

But nothing appeared before them.

A gust of cold winter wind blew by, making the two of them shiver.

"Dobby!" After waiting for a long time, no house elf Dobby appeared. Lucius frowned and shouted impatiently, "Dobby, where did you stupid house elf go? Hurry up. Come here and punish yourself!"

However, there was still no response from the elf's sharp voice.

"Stop calling, he must have left privately." Narcissa said expressionlessly, "Within the confines of this manor, it is impossible for the house elves not to hear our call."

"How dare this despicable little thing leave the manor without our permission?!" Lucius's face turned cold. "Go back, Narcissa. Write a letter to the boss of Literary Residence and ask him to give the candle to We’ll send it over.”

"When Dobby comes back, I will let him know the consequences of leaving privately!"

Both Lucius and Narcissa completely regarded house elves as the humblest and lowest-status servants. Of course they would not understand Dobby when he sneaked out of Malfoy Manor privately.

They turned around with indifferent expressions and walked towards the living room, which was no longer the same as the old one where they couldn't afford candles, but now became dazzling and dazzling.

"So what are the consequences of leaving Malfoy Manor privately?"

Just before they stepped into the glorious living room, behind Lucius and Narcissa, a rich voice suddenly sounded.

Lucius's footsteps suddenly stopped in the air.

The two turned around and saw a tall figure with long silver hair standing among the rose bushes that bloomed out of season under the influence of magic in Malfoy Manor.

Against the backdrop of patches of green flowers and leaves, among the purple rose brocades, the figure was looking at this exquisite and gorgeous manor with great interest.

"Who are you? How did you get in?"

Narcissa Malfoy's face turned cold when she saw this man she had never seen before, and blurted out before Lucius could stop him, "Do you know the consequences of trespassing on Malfoy Manor?!"

"Oh?" Dracula glanced at Lucius beside Narcissa, and the expression on his face seemed to become playful, "Then tell me, what are the consequences of trespassing on Malfoy Manor?"

Lucius's pale face suddenly turned a little dark.

"I'm really sorry, Professor Dracula. Narcissa doesn't know your identity. Please forgive me for any offence!" He took a deep breath and bowed deeply towards Dracula.

At the same time, Lucius whispered to his wife: "Narcissa, this is Professor Dracula I mentioned to you. Quick, apologize quickly!"

Narcissa also panicked after hearing her husband's remarks.

She had already learned about the terrifying Professor Dracula from Lucius. It was said that this professor was able to suppress the Dark Lord in terms of strength, and his personality was more capricious, making him even more formidable than the Dark Lord. exist!

"Yes... I'm sorry, Professor Dracula. I really didn't know it was you!" Narcissa was also trembling, imitating her husband's movements and bending down.

The two of them had long been accustomed to groveling under Voldemort's rule.

Lucius was already thinking hard at this time - in order to express his loyalty, should he crawl over and kiss Dracula's toes like he did when he was under Voldemort?

This is a question worth thinking about!

"Lucius, you two are a bit boring." Looking at the performance of the Malfoys, Dracula curled his lips and walked out of the purple roses, "I thought I was invading you. It’s our territory, you should have at least raised some objections... but instead you just bowed your head and obeyed.”

"Also, don't show the things Voldemort left behind in front of me in the future. It's not fun! I would rather you fight with me. Maybe it will become more interesting."

"We don't have the habit of masochism, so how dare we fight against you..." Lucius smiled bitterly to himself.

At the same time, Lucius also gave up on the weird etiquette of kissing toes.

He even suspected that if he dared to make such an action, it would most likely make Dracula feel disgusted, which would probably be more serious than the consequences of a sneak attack on Dracula...

"Suddenly I remembered... you haven't answered my previous question." Dracula walked out of the flowers and came to Lucius and Narcissa, "Tell me, what are the consequences of a house elf leaving the manor privately? "

Only then did Lucius notice that Dracula did not come to Malfoy Manor alone.

Right at Dracula's feet, there was a short elf wearing only an old pillowcase, his mouth tightly closed and his big eyes staring in panic.

"Dobby?" Lucius frowned in confusion and asked, "Why are you with Professor Dracula?"

Dobby saw his master, thought of what he had done, and was worried that Dracula would tell the Malfoy family, and he suddenly shivered with nervousness and fear.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Dobby muttered, trying to open his mouth to speak.

However, his two lips seemed to be tightly glued together, making it impossible to speak.

"Speechless curse?" Lucius looked at Dracula in surprise. Then, he seemed to have thought of something, and a frightened expression suddenly appeared on his face, "Professor Dracula, did Dobby offend you? !”

"Don't worry, I won't let such a lowly servant offend you like this. As long as you open your mouth, you can kill or behead him as you please, and vent your anger however you want!"

Lucius immediately put on an expression of righteousness and extermination and said loudly.

Hearing his master's ruthless words, Dobby, even though he had no feelings for him before and was often abused, could not help but feel sad. Big tears fell from his big eyes to his nose, and then "tick tock" ”, dripping to the ground.

"Forget it, Dobby didn't offend me." Dracula glanced at Lucius and said casually: "I think he is quite interesting, at least much more interesting than you two."

Among the group of house elves, Dobby is indeed very interesting, and can even be said to be the most interesting individual among the house elves——

As a house elf, he would sneak out secretly; he would mentally resist some of his master's arrangements; he would resist Voldemort's requests; he would worship Harry Potter and put into practice actions to save him...

This is a feat that no other house-elf would be able to accomplish!

"But Dobby is really interesting, but it's a bit noisy." Dracula said with a chuckle, "So I put a silence spell on him. I was really too lazy to listen to his 'self-reflection' and 'self-reflection'." It's a punishment, it's a bit noisy."

Lucius breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you like it, I can sign a magic transfer contract and transfer the house elf to you and let him be your servant." He said carefully.

"Transfer him to me as a servant? I'm not interested." Dracula glanced at Dobby's dirty old pillowcase and shook his head in disgust, "Make him some clothes, this pillowcase is too It’s broken and looks like an eyesore.”

"Clothes? Give him?" Lucius opened his eyes in shock, "Professor Dracula, I think I need to remind you - giving any piece of clothing to the house elf is equivalent to letting him go." With you gone, we will no longer have such capable servants.”

"I know. But I don't lack those servants who obey my words and have no ideas of their own." Dracula said, "What I need most is someone who can bring me fun, or someone who can bring freshness or A thing, not a puppet that only goes along and follows orders.”

"Do you think I don't know what will happen after signing a contract with a house elf? They will lose all their thoughts and opinions, become completely a vassal of their master, and at the same time almost sacrifice all the fun they have."

"It's not easy to meet such a unique house elf as Dobby. I don't want to frustrate his always-beating thoughts." Dracula chuckled.

"So hurry up, Lucius, and find him something suitable."

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The living room of Malfoy Manor, where the Death Eaters held their meeting a few weeks ago.

When it was previously occupied by Voldemort and Death Eaters, this place seemed dark and gloomy as if it was reluctant to light a lamp.

At this time, all the candles and lights had been lit, and the entire living room became brightly lit and magnificent.

Luxurious furniture, exquisite marble fireplaces, gilded mirrors... These luxurious furnishings are sparkling and reflect the bright light in the living room. The stone floor tiles are almost entirely covered with precious thick carpets, all reflecting the Malfoy Manor. of wealth and luxury.

Dracula was leaning on the soft sofa, holding a tall wine glass and shaking it gently. From time to time, he would bring the rim of the glass to his mouth and take a sip of the bright red wine.

Dobby, the house elf, stood beside Dracula with his big green eyes.

Lucius and Narcissa sat neatly at the long meeting table, explaining to Dobby the facts about Voldemort that he had previously misunderstood.

At the same time, he also used an expedited order to order an exclusive house-elf robe from Madam Malkin's robe store.

"So... the Dark Lord who must not even mention his name has been defeated again?"

Dobby stared with big, round green eyes in astonishment.

"That's right." Lucius said coldly. He still couldn't lose face in front of his own house elves, so he insisted on acting like a cold head of the family.

"Then I'm... terrible!" Dobby suddenly sobbed loudly, "Dobby is sorry for Harry Potter. Dobby almost knocked Harry Potter off the broom, and Dobby also misunderstood The kind-hearted Professor Dracula...Dobby is a very, very bad house elf!"

"Kindness?" Dracula's mouth twitched. This was the first time he heard someone use such irrelevant words to describe himself.

Lucius' face in front of the long table turned even darker.

According to Dobby, the Malfoy house elves did not reveal the secret to others after learning about Voldemort's return.

But when he was trying to save Harry Potter, the savior, he completely forgot about the young master of the Malfoy family, Draco Malfoy, who was at the same game... This was not due to Lucius, the head of the family. Don't express dissatisfaction.

At this moment, an owl flew over from the window and dropped a large package on top of Lucius' head.

Lucius opened the package and saw the small and exquisite clothes inside.

"I can't believe it. Even if I explain the facts to the house elf, I actually ordered a set of clothes for him!" He carefully looked around and whispered, "What if my friends knew about this?" Thing, I’m afraid I’m going to be laughed at to death!”

Lucius handed the small clothes to Dobby.

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