Chapter 123 Malfoy's Hospitality
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Jing Shen Tian Si
"Sir, this is your room." A house elf brought Aaron to the guest room very respectfully, "The master said, you can ask me to do it anytime you have something to do."
Aaron looked at the protruding green eyes of the house elf, and looked at his dirty clothes that were not even clothes, and couldn't help frowning slightly.
"Don't be so nervous, can you tell me your name?"
"Dobby, my name is Dobby." The elf said a little excitedly, but maybe the excitement was a bit too much, tears and snot were about to flow out.
Aaron handed him a piece of paper. "You have to control your emotions. Our house elves never cry."
"Yes, thank you, sir." The little elf wiped his nose with a rag, "These days are really Dobby's happiest days, thank you very much, sir."
"Thank me?"
Aaron was a little confused. He seemed to have seen this elf for the first time today, and they had no intersection before.
"Yes." Dobby said nervously but very firmly, "Young master treated Dobby a little better after the holiday than in the past, and he didn't punish Dobby casually.
This is all because you, sir, enlightened him at Hogwarts, although the master still treats Dobby the same as before. "
It was only then that Aaron remembered that he had indeed reminded Draco to have more respect for people stronger than himself, but that was a few months ago, and he didn't take it to heart.
"You don't need to thank me. To be honest, I only mentioned a few words at that time."
"Sure enough, as Harry Potter said, you are a humble person." Dobby said, but he regretted it the next moment, he shouldn't have mentioned Harry Potter.
Sure enough, when he raised his head, Aaron was looking at him suspiciously, which made Dobby take a step back.
"What did you say?"
"It's nothing, sir." Dobby ducked his eyes and quickly lowered his head.
"Harry Potter?" Aaron sat on the chair, crossed his legs, and slowly poured himself a glass of water, "I don't think I got it wrong, and I don't think that a lowly member of the Malfoy family What would the elf have to do with the famous Harry Potter."
Dobby swallowed, wanting to explain, but didn't know how to speak.
"Either it was Mr. Lucius' order, or you made the decision without authorization, but the latter is basically impossible, so it can only be the former.
So here comes the problem, Malfoy doesn't like Harry Potter, but their elves seem to have the opposite sense of Harry Potter.
I don't think the Malfoys should know this! "
"Sir." Dobby looked at Aaron sadly, and begged: "Please don't tell the master, it's all Dobby's fault, and it was Dobby who took the initiative to contact Harry Potter."
"What did you do?" Aaron frowned.
"Dobby intercepted Harry's letters, and managed to tell his family about the fact that underage wizards cannot use magic casually."
"Pretty, won't your conscience hurt?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Malfoy really knows how to play!
Intercepting the letter is fine, it doesn't have much impact on Harry, at most it makes him less spiritually comforted.
But telling his mean uncles and aunts that Harry couldn't use magic outside of school was like erasing their fear of magic from their hearts.
How this family bullied Harry before, and how they will bully in the future, it is not impossible that it will even get worse.
Dobby pointed his index fingers together, and said with some guilt: "Dobby wants him to promise not to go back to Hogwarts, but this is Dobby's own intention, for the sake of Harry Potter."
"What? Are you going too far?
It took him more than ten years to get the chance to study at Hogwarts, and you actually want him to go back to the miserable life of being dependent on others and in dire straits.
It would be better to kill him!At least it's a little bit happier than not seeing any hope. "
Dobby froze for a moment, the tip of his nose twitched slightly, he turned around and bumped his head against the table, and even picked a sharper place to put his head down.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
The impact was mixed with screams, and Aaron couldn't bear to look directly, and quickly pulled Dobby a little away.
"To be honest, I have some sympathy for you." Aaron sighed, "You must have suffered a lot of abuse at Malfoy's house."
Dobby nodded, but thinking that this kind of thinking was disrespectful to his master, he suddenly had the idea of self-harm.
"If you want to hit the wall, please change the place, don't hit me in front of this guest, it's somewhat impolite."
"Yes, sir." Dobby said aggrievedly.
"Don't think I'm unkind.
How you carry out Malfoy's orders, good or bad, has nothing to do with me.
Your approach to Harry Potter in good faith is out of tune with the Malfoys and has nothing to do with me.
I just simply don't want to see the little elf hurting himself in front of me, and then I have to work hard to stop him. "Aaron explained, "But you can rest assured that I won't tell Malfoy what you did. "
"Thank you, sir, you are a kind person." Dobby said and slowly exited the room, "Call me anytime you need anything."
"understood."
After Dobby left, Aaron put Abe on the table, and then looked around the room.
The room is on the third floor of the castle, with good lighting, and you can see the garden and fountain below through the window.
The interior configuration is also good, desk, mirror, bathroom, bedroom, everything that should be there, and everything shows the word luxury, which is incomparable to ordinary hotels.
"By the way, I almost forgot to mention it." Aaron looked at Abe with a solemn expression, "The outside world is no better than my home or Hogwarts, you have to restrain yourself a bit.
Don't show your wings, be a little more polite, and most importantly, control your appetite. "
Abe nodded half-understanding, but it didn't really understand what Aaron meant until lunch time.
At the dining table, the Lucius couple was a little too enthusiastic, and they kept asking Dobby to serve, and all kinds of food were fully placed.
"We don't know what you like to eat, so we prepared a little more." Narcissa smiled.
"Uh...I'm not that picky eater.
In addition, uncles and aunts, you have prepared too much. "Aaron said embarrassedly.
He knew how Abe felt when he ate for the first time. At that time, Jins also prepared a large table of dishes, but his face was obviously not as thick as Abe's.
"Where.
Aaron, you are a guest of Malfoy Manor, and we should do our honor as landlords. Draco said, and then took a chicken leg for Abe, "This little guy must be very hungry too. "
Abbe immediately smiled, took a sip of his saliva, and was struck by Aaron as soon as his paw was stretched over.
"Pay attention to politeness." Aaron whispered his meaning in dragon language, but to the three of Malfoy's family, it was just the sound of heavy breathing.
Abe reacted, and somewhat reluctantly suppressed the desire to eat. Although he was very envious of the food on the table, he still quietly waited for the master to feed him.
"Aaron, your cat seems a little different!" Lucius looked curiously at Abe lying on the table, feeling that this was not a simple cat.
"Abe is professionally trained and more sensible than ordinary pets." Aaron explained, and gave Draco a look by the way, not to reveal Abe's identity.
Draco smiled embarrassingly, and started eating on his own.
"By the way, Aaron, I hope you can help me with something." After eating and drinking, Draco said hesitantly.
"You said."
Draco pointed to the Nimbus 2001 placed in the corner, "Haven't you ever been a Seeker? I want you to help me train."
"Huh?" Aaron glanced at Draco, "You want to be a Seeker?"
"Yes, the Seeker is the soul of the team.
Harry Potter is Gryffindor's Seeker, my status in the academy team can't be lower than him!
I'm pretty good at using the magic broom, but I haven't received professional training after all, so I can only ask you for help. "
"I can help you with this, but..." Aaron set his sights on Lucius and Narcissa, "But you need the consent of your uncle and aunt, and you must be mentally prepared.
My training methods can be a little harsher, and you can get hurt if you're not careful. "
Narcissa was a little worried when she heard the words, but Lucius didn't take it seriously, "It's very common to get injured in a Quidditch match, and since Draco chose to join the team, he was also mentally prepared.
Besides, I don't think the Malfoy kids are that delicate. "
"Since Uncle Lucius said so, I can't refuse." Aaron said half-jokingly, "Just treat it as paying the accommodation and food expenses for these two days."
"Great." Draco couldn't help but laugh, "Do you need to prepare a magic broom for you? Nimbus 2001 still has a few spares."
"No, I have this." Aaron said as he took a dark blue blanket out of his bag.
After Lucius saw it, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching, "Is this a flying carpet? I remember that the Ministry of Magic seemed to have banned the use of this thing a long time ago."
"I'm only using it in my private domain, so the Ministry of Magic shouldn't care about it!" Aaron said with a shy smile. The Ministry of Magic has banned many things, but we still have to turn a blind eye to people of different identities. Eye.
Aaron looked at the protruding green eyes of the house elf, and looked at his dirty clothes that were not even clothes, and couldn't help frowning slightly.
"Don't be so nervous, can you tell me your name?"
"Dobby, my name is Dobby." The elf said a little excitedly, but maybe the excitement was a bit too much, tears and snot were about to flow out.
Aaron handed him a piece of paper. "You have to control your emotions. Our house elves never cry."
"Yes, thank you, sir." The little elf wiped his nose with a rag, "These days are really Dobby's happiest days, thank you very much, sir."
"Thank me?"
Aaron was a little confused. He seemed to have seen this elf for the first time today, and they had no intersection before.
"Yes." Dobby said nervously but very firmly, "Young master treated Dobby a little better after the holiday than in the past, and he didn't punish Dobby casually.
This is all because you, sir, enlightened him at Hogwarts, although the master still treats Dobby the same as before. "
It was only then that Aaron remembered that he had indeed reminded Draco to have more respect for people stronger than himself, but that was a few months ago, and he didn't take it to heart.
"You don't need to thank me. To be honest, I only mentioned a few words at that time."
"Sure enough, as Harry Potter said, you are a humble person." Dobby said, but he regretted it the next moment, he shouldn't have mentioned Harry Potter.
Sure enough, when he raised his head, Aaron was looking at him suspiciously, which made Dobby take a step back.
"What did you say?"
"It's nothing, sir." Dobby ducked his eyes and quickly lowered his head.
"Harry Potter?" Aaron sat on the chair, crossed his legs, and slowly poured himself a glass of water, "I don't think I got it wrong, and I don't think that a lowly member of the Malfoy family What would the elf have to do with the famous Harry Potter."
Dobby swallowed, wanting to explain, but didn't know how to speak.
"Either it was Mr. Lucius' order, or you made the decision without authorization, but the latter is basically impossible, so it can only be the former.
So here comes the problem, Malfoy doesn't like Harry Potter, but their elves seem to have the opposite sense of Harry Potter.
I don't think the Malfoys should know this! "
"Sir." Dobby looked at Aaron sadly, and begged: "Please don't tell the master, it's all Dobby's fault, and it was Dobby who took the initiative to contact Harry Potter."
"What did you do?" Aaron frowned.
"Dobby intercepted Harry's letters, and managed to tell his family about the fact that underage wizards cannot use magic casually."
"Pretty, won't your conscience hurt?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Malfoy really knows how to play!
Intercepting the letter is fine, it doesn't have much impact on Harry, at most it makes him less spiritually comforted.
But telling his mean uncles and aunts that Harry couldn't use magic outside of school was like erasing their fear of magic from their hearts.
How this family bullied Harry before, and how they will bully in the future, it is not impossible that it will even get worse.
Dobby pointed his index fingers together, and said with some guilt: "Dobby wants him to promise not to go back to Hogwarts, but this is Dobby's own intention, for the sake of Harry Potter."
"What? Are you going too far?
It took him more than ten years to get the chance to study at Hogwarts, and you actually want him to go back to the miserable life of being dependent on others and in dire straits.
It would be better to kill him!At least it's a little bit happier than not seeing any hope. "
Dobby froze for a moment, the tip of his nose twitched slightly, he turned around and bumped his head against the table, and even picked a sharper place to put his head down.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
The impact was mixed with screams, and Aaron couldn't bear to look directly, and quickly pulled Dobby a little away.
"To be honest, I have some sympathy for you." Aaron sighed, "You must have suffered a lot of abuse at Malfoy's house."
Dobby nodded, but thinking that this kind of thinking was disrespectful to his master, he suddenly had the idea of self-harm.
"If you want to hit the wall, please change the place, don't hit me in front of this guest, it's somewhat impolite."
"Yes, sir." Dobby said aggrievedly.
"Don't think I'm unkind.
How you carry out Malfoy's orders, good or bad, has nothing to do with me.
Your approach to Harry Potter in good faith is out of tune with the Malfoys and has nothing to do with me.
I just simply don't want to see the little elf hurting himself in front of me, and then I have to work hard to stop him. "Aaron explained, "But you can rest assured that I won't tell Malfoy what you did. "
"Thank you, sir, you are a kind person." Dobby said and slowly exited the room, "Call me anytime you need anything."
"understood."
After Dobby left, Aaron put Abe on the table, and then looked around the room.
The room is on the third floor of the castle, with good lighting, and you can see the garden and fountain below through the window.
The interior configuration is also good, desk, mirror, bathroom, bedroom, everything that should be there, and everything shows the word luxury, which is incomparable to ordinary hotels.
"By the way, I almost forgot to mention it." Aaron looked at Abe with a solemn expression, "The outside world is no better than my home or Hogwarts, you have to restrain yourself a bit.
Don't show your wings, be a little more polite, and most importantly, control your appetite. "
Abe nodded half-understanding, but it didn't really understand what Aaron meant until lunch time.
At the dining table, the Lucius couple was a little too enthusiastic, and they kept asking Dobby to serve, and all kinds of food were fully placed.
"We don't know what you like to eat, so we prepared a little more." Narcissa smiled.
"Uh...I'm not that picky eater.
In addition, uncles and aunts, you have prepared too much. "Aaron said embarrassedly.
He knew how Abe felt when he ate for the first time. At that time, Jins also prepared a large table of dishes, but his face was obviously not as thick as Abe's.
"Where.
Aaron, you are a guest of Malfoy Manor, and we should do our honor as landlords. Draco said, and then took a chicken leg for Abe, "This little guy must be very hungry too. "
Abbe immediately smiled, took a sip of his saliva, and was struck by Aaron as soon as his paw was stretched over.
"Pay attention to politeness." Aaron whispered his meaning in dragon language, but to the three of Malfoy's family, it was just the sound of heavy breathing.
Abe reacted, and somewhat reluctantly suppressed the desire to eat. Although he was very envious of the food on the table, he still quietly waited for the master to feed him.
"Aaron, your cat seems a little different!" Lucius looked curiously at Abe lying on the table, feeling that this was not a simple cat.
"Abe is professionally trained and more sensible than ordinary pets." Aaron explained, and gave Draco a look by the way, not to reveal Abe's identity.
Draco smiled embarrassingly, and started eating on his own.
"By the way, Aaron, I hope you can help me with something." After eating and drinking, Draco said hesitantly.
"You said."
Draco pointed to the Nimbus 2001 placed in the corner, "Haven't you ever been a Seeker? I want you to help me train."
"Huh?" Aaron glanced at Draco, "You want to be a Seeker?"
"Yes, the Seeker is the soul of the team.
Harry Potter is Gryffindor's Seeker, my status in the academy team can't be lower than him!
I'm pretty good at using the magic broom, but I haven't received professional training after all, so I can only ask you for help. "
"I can help you with this, but..." Aaron set his sights on Lucius and Narcissa, "But you need the consent of your uncle and aunt, and you must be mentally prepared.
My training methods can be a little harsher, and you can get hurt if you're not careful. "
Narcissa was a little worried when she heard the words, but Lucius didn't take it seriously, "It's very common to get injured in a Quidditch match, and since Draco chose to join the team, he was also mentally prepared.
Besides, I don't think the Malfoy kids are that delicate. "
"Since Uncle Lucius said so, I can't refuse." Aaron said half-jokingly, "Just treat it as paying the accommodation and food expenses for these two days."
"Great." Draco couldn't help but laugh, "Do you need to prepare a magic broom for you? Nimbus 2001 still has a few spares."
"No, I have this." Aaron said as he took a dark blue blanket out of his bag.
After Lucius saw it, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching, "Is this a flying carpet? I remember that the Ministry of Magic seemed to have banned the use of this thing a long time ago."
"I'm only using it in my private domain, so the Ministry of Magic shouldn't care about it!" Aaron said with a shy smile. The Ministry of Magic has banned many things, but we still have to turn a blind eye to people of different identities. Eye.
