Chapter 96 Home Visit
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
It's the middle of summer vacation.
Early in the morning, Draco Malfoy woke up excitedly from the soft big bed, without even a hint of laziness during the summer vacation.
After washing up quickly, he ran to the living room on the first floor.
"Dobby, are all the ingredients for lunch ready?"
"Good morning, Master Malfoy." Dobby quickly put away his bandaged fingers.
"It has already been prepared. I will start processing it after cooking breakfast for several masters."
Draco wanted to say start preparing lunch now, but his growling stomach couldn't handle a morning without breakfast.
"Okay, then you remember, it must be a hearty and delicious meal, do you understand?"
At this time, his mother, Narcissa Malfoy, walked into the living room, covering her mouth and yawning.
"Draco, didn't Foley say he wouldn't be here until noon?"
Malfoy struggled for a while and finally found a good excuse.
"Then...then we have to prepare in advance. Father has said that this is a formal meeting with another pure-blood family heir, so we must take it seriously!"
After speaking, he nodded solemnly to increase the credibility of his words.
"But the problem is," Narcissa pointed to his lower body, "your pants are not zipped properly."
Draco looked down, quickly turned around and zipped up his pants, and when he turned back, his face was already flushed.
Narcissa sat at the dining table and patted the narrator's seat.
"Don't be nervous, come on, tell me what kind of person that welfare professor is."
"Speaking of which, since that time as minister, members of the Foley family have rarely appeared in front of everyone."
"Minister of Magic?" Draco sat down obediently and asked curiously, "Have any of the professor's relatives ever had such a person?"
"Yes, according to the relationship, the minister is still his grandfather, but because he passively resisted Grindelwald, he was replaced after only ten years in office.
After that, the Welfare family seldom got involved in the magic world. Even during the last reign of the Dark Lord, they didn't explicitly say they wanted to join us. "
Malfoy looked at his mother in surprise.
"Wouldn't that be on the opposite side of our family?"
Narcissa nodded vaguely.
"Not necessarily. I think after the minister stepped down, out of resentment, he banned the descendants of the family from getting involved in this kind of thing."
"Then maybe it's because he is resentful towards the White Wizards, so he remains neutral?" Malfoy guessed optimistically.
"But no matter which one it is, the Dark Lord has disappeared." Lucius came to the living room and solemnly reminded the two of them.
As they chatted, the time gradually approached noon. Dobby had already prepared lunch at Draco's urging, just waiting for Tweel's arrival.
Just after Draco checked his clothes for the fourth time, Lucius suddenly spoke:
"Welfare is already outside the door, Draco, bring him in."
The Malfoy family's manor is still very large, and Tver's Apparition only appeared at the gate outside the manor.
It’s still a long way from the door of the house.
Therefore, when Draco trotted over, he spoke breathlessly.
"Teach...Professor," he wiped his forehead, but said politely, "I'll take you in."
"Sorry to trouble you." Tver nodded with a smile.
In order to take care of Draco who was running back and forth, he deliberately slowed down.
"How did you finish your summer homework?"
"Well," the unopened schoolbag suddenly appeared in Draco's mind, "...it's quite difficult, I've only completed about half of it."
Tver saw through his little thoughts at a glance, but he didn't expose it, just raised the corners of his mouth a little.
In fact, in his cognition, he still didn’t know a very cruel fact——
Professors never take a hard look at summer assignments!
After caring about the students' physical and mental health, Tver saw the Malfoy couple standing in front of the house from a distance.
Walking quickly, Tver shook hands with Lucius enthusiastically, pretending to be seeing Lucius for the first time.
"It's really bothering you."
This is the so-called noble etiquette, and Tver also practiced this when he was a child.
It's just that his parents are always lazy, and even he doesn't take this kind of politeness seriously.
Of course, this does not mean that he will be rude.
After a while of procedural greetings, they entered the mansion.
Compared to the well-behaved Welfare family, the Malfoy family is obviously more famous.
In other words, the Malfoy family is already the most prominent wizarding family in existence.
Tver didn't know how he came to the dining table after greetings. Anyway, as a guest, he passively accepted the host's kind arrangements.
While drinking and drinking, they kept talking and talking.
"I rarely see your parents in the magical world. What do they usually do?" Lucius asked curiously.
Turville's parents spent more time in the Muggle world, let alone the wizarding world, than at home.
"They, um, like to play around. Even I rarely see them." He put it mildly.
Narcissa said with some envy: "I also want to have this time and mentality. Unfortunately, the family has too many affairs."
Tver wanted to ask what affairs an ordinary pure-blood family had.
Because in his opinion, with the care of a house elf and no job, what else could she be busy with?
Even if you are as busy as Mrs. Weasley, you can spend enough free time on weekdays knitting sweaters and reading books.
However, this question was a bit out of line, so he suppressed his curiosity.
"Speaking of which, I'm curious, why did you choose to be a professor at Hogwarts or take a course like Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
Lucius asked the question he had been wondering about for two months.
The curse of this course has existed since he went to school, and no professor has been able to break the one-year rule in decades.
For such a dangerous teaching position, people who are seeking excitement or have ulterior motives usually apply.
A pure-blood family patriarch like him wouldn't touch it anyway.
"In order to learn, you know, the greatest wizard in the world is at Hogwarts. You can always learn a lot by following him."
Tweel was not lying. He could continue to improve his transformation skills because of Dumbledore's inspiration.
As for the founder's chamber, magic stones, and Horcruxes, they are just additional gains~
Even if he had been on the opposite side, Lucius had to admit that Dumbledore's strength was unmatched by anyone in the world.
"Then you must have communicated with Dumbledore many times?"
"There are indeed more."
I have to accept his old man’s nagging once a week, can it not be too much?
"What do you usually talk about?"
Tver raised his eyebrows and said casually:
"There are many, transfiguration, powerful spells, tips from classes, and the possibility of Voldemort's resurrection——"
"Bangdang."
"What's wrong?"
Although he couldn't see it, Tver felt that his smile must be very bright now.
Early in the morning, Draco Malfoy woke up excitedly from the soft big bed, without even a hint of laziness during the summer vacation.
After washing up quickly, he ran to the living room on the first floor.
"Dobby, are all the ingredients for lunch ready?"
"Good morning, Master Malfoy." Dobby quickly put away his bandaged fingers.
"It has already been prepared. I will start processing it after cooking breakfast for several masters."
Draco wanted to say start preparing lunch now, but his growling stomach couldn't handle a morning without breakfast.
"Okay, then you remember, it must be a hearty and delicious meal, do you understand?"
At this time, his mother, Narcissa Malfoy, walked into the living room, covering her mouth and yawning.
"Draco, didn't Foley say he wouldn't be here until noon?"
Malfoy struggled for a while and finally found a good excuse.
"Then...then we have to prepare in advance. Father has said that this is a formal meeting with another pure-blood family heir, so we must take it seriously!"
After speaking, he nodded solemnly to increase the credibility of his words.
"But the problem is," Narcissa pointed to his lower body, "your pants are not zipped properly."
Draco looked down, quickly turned around and zipped up his pants, and when he turned back, his face was already flushed.
Narcissa sat at the dining table and patted the narrator's seat.
"Don't be nervous, come on, tell me what kind of person that welfare professor is."
"Speaking of which, since that time as minister, members of the Foley family have rarely appeared in front of everyone."
"Minister of Magic?" Draco sat down obediently and asked curiously, "Have any of the professor's relatives ever had such a person?"
"Yes, according to the relationship, the minister is still his grandfather, but because he passively resisted Grindelwald, he was replaced after only ten years in office.
After that, the Welfare family seldom got involved in the magic world. Even during the last reign of the Dark Lord, they didn't explicitly say they wanted to join us. "
Malfoy looked at his mother in surprise.
"Wouldn't that be on the opposite side of our family?"
Narcissa nodded vaguely.
"Not necessarily. I think after the minister stepped down, out of resentment, he banned the descendants of the family from getting involved in this kind of thing."
"Then maybe it's because he is resentful towards the White Wizards, so he remains neutral?" Malfoy guessed optimistically.
"But no matter which one it is, the Dark Lord has disappeared." Lucius came to the living room and solemnly reminded the two of them.
As they chatted, the time gradually approached noon. Dobby had already prepared lunch at Draco's urging, just waiting for Tweel's arrival.
Just after Draco checked his clothes for the fourth time, Lucius suddenly spoke:
"Welfare is already outside the door, Draco, bring him in."
The Malfoy family's manor is still very large, and Tver's Apparition only appeared at the gate outside the manor.
It’s still a long way from the door of the house.
Therefore, when Draco trotted over, he spoke breathlessly.
"Teach...Professor," he wiped his forehead, but said politely, "I'll take you in."
"Sorry to trouble you." Tver nodded with a smile.
In order to take care of Draco who was running back and forth, he deliberately slowed down.
"How did you finish your summer homework?"
"Well," the unopened schoolbag suddenly appeared in Draco's mind, "...it's quite difficult, I've only completed about half of it."
Tver saw through his little thoughts at a glance, but he didn't expose it, just raised the corners of his mouth a little.
In fact, in his cognition, he still didn’t know a very cruel fact——
Professors never take a hard look at summer assignments!
After caring about the students' physical and mental health, Tver saw the Malfoy couple standing in front of the house from a distance.
Walking quickly, Tver shook hands with Lucius enthusiastically, pretending to be seeing Lucius for the first time.
"It's really bothering you."
This is the so-called noble etiquette, and Tver also practiced this when he was a child.
It's just that his parents are always lazy, and even he doesn't take this kind of politeness seriously.
Of course, this does not mean that he will be rude.
After a while of procedural greetings, they entered the mansion.
Compared to the well-behaved Welfare family, the Malfoy family is obviously more famous.
In other words, the Malfoy family is already the most prominent wizarding family in existence.
Tver didn't know how he came to the dining table after greetings. Anyway, as a guest, he passively accepted the host's kind arrangements.
While drinking and drinking, they kept talking and talking.
"I rarely see your parents in the magical world. What do they usually do?" Lucius asked curiously.
Turville's parents spent more time in the Muggle world, let alone the wizarding world, than at home.
"They, um, like to play around. Even I rarely see them." He put it mildly.
Narcissa said with some envy: "I also want to have this time and mentality. Unfortunately, the family has too many affairs."
Tver wanted to ask what affairs an ordinary pure-blood family had.
Because in his opinion, with the care of a house elf and no job, what else could she be busy with?
Even if you are as busy as Mrs. Weasley, you can spend enough free time on weekdays knitting sweaters and reading books.
However, this question was a bit out of line, so he suppressed his curiosity.
"Speaking of which, I'm curious, why did you choose to be a professor at Hogwarts or take a course like Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
Lucius asked the question he had been wondering about for two months.
The curse of this course has existed since he went to school, and no professor has been able to break the one-year rule in decades.
For such a dangerous teaching position, people who are seeking excitement or have ulterior motives usually apply.
A pure-blood family patriarch like him wouldn't touch it anyway.
"In order to learn, you know, the greatest wizard in the world is at Hogwarts. You can always learn a lot by following him."
Tweel was not lying. He could continue to improve his transformation skills because of Dumbledore's inspiration.
As for the founder's chamber, magic stones, and Horcruxes, they are just additional gains~
Even if he had been on the opposite side, Lucius had to admit that Dumbledore's strength was unmatched by anyone in the world.
"Then you must have communicated with Dumbledore many times?"
"There are indeed more."
I have to accept his old man’s nagging once a week, can it not be too much?
"What do you usually talk about?"
Tver raised his eyebrows and said casually:
"There are many, transfiguration, powerful spells, tips from classes, and the possibility of Voldemort's resurrection——"
"Bangdang."
"What's wrong?"
Although he couldn't see it, Tver felt that his smile must be very bright now.
