Chapter 477: Lunch Full of the Smell of Love

Harley's sudden words instantly brought the lively atmosphere to a state of silence.

Even Cedric, whose attention was always attracted by the food, and the two little followers who had always acted as invisible people.

He also looked at each other in surprise, his eyes full of weirdness and fear.

You have to know that Professor Snape has given a death order to the entire Slytherin house, and Draco is not even allowed to get close to Harry.

But now the other party suddenly said such words. If Professor Snape knew about this, the lives of the two brothers might be over.

Thinking of this, the two guys looked at the food with a look of determination instead of the previous desire.

It seems that I must indulge my appetite today. As for the boss's request for aristocratic elegance, forget it. I can't not eat a full meal before I die.

On the other hand, Carl was also very surprised, and at the same time, he couldn't help feeling a little sad for Professor Snape.

It seems that the other person's little cotton jacket couldn't resist the temptation of the "little white hair" after all.

He had already imagined the scene in his mind. Harry looked at the angry Professor Snape and said angrily.

"I just want to be with him. You don't know him at all."

Professor Snape stared at Draco fiercely, thinking about what tricks he should use to kill him.

And just as Carl was imagining it in his mind, Harley might have noticed that something was wrong with what she said before.

That cute face suddenly turned red and explained in a very small voice.

"You misunderstood me. Professor Snape is my guardian now, and Draco is Professor Snape's godfather."

"So from a certain logic, he should be considered my brother, so..."

"elder brother!!"

Draco felt as if he had been hit by a heavy punch in the heart, and muttered to himself in bewilderment.

Karl saw that this was not going to work. If it continued like this, there would be no normal person left in the entire restaurant. He quickly laughed and said.

"So that's how it is. It seems like we misunderstood. It's okay. In such a special environment, we can still get together for dinner."

"From a certain perspective, we can be considered family members without blood ties. If you want, you can actually call me brother."

"Don't be embarrassed, Harry."

"Okay, Brother Carl!" Harley called out sweetly immediately when she heard Carl coming to her rescue.

This call of "brother" once again focused the attention of everyone present on Karl.

For example, Kevin Lestrange, who had been sitting next to him in silence, raised his head slightly and stared at his embarrassed face.

He also shouted in a sarcastic tone.

"Okay, Brother Carl!"

That sour yet sweet voice gave Karl goose bumps all over his body, and he didn't want to continue this topic.

He just picked up a sushi roll and stuffed it into Kevin Lestrange's mouth.

"Eat your meal and stop saying such things."

"Finally I can eat. You're welcome."

"Slow down, I must eat my fill today."

And the moment Carl picked up the sushi roll, the silent table immediately broke out into noise.

Cedric, who had been waiting impatiently, and his two little followers, who regarded this meal as their last supper.

He took Carl's action as a starting signal gun and dived into the pile of grilled steaks like a starving hyena.

At first they would use forks, but later they would just use their hands, holding the pieces of meat that were bigger than their faces, and start tearing them apart with their teeth.

The whole scene was simply unbearable to watch, and after these three starving ghosts started moving, the awkward conversation was covered up.

Kevin Lestrange looked at Carl with resentment on his face, but he still slowly swallowed the sushi roll that was forced into his mouth.

It tasted really good. He licked the white salad dressing on his lips, looking like he was still not satisfied.

On the other hand, Hermione and Harry wanted to use their own macarons at first, and it was unclear whether it was a targeting or a provocation.

Before Harry could object, Hermione picked up a macaron and fed it to Harry with graceful and skillful movements.

But from Karl's point of view, it always seemed a bit erotic.

But he didn't want to think about it anymore. He was indeed a little hungry after a busy day, so he picked up the only pair of chopsticks.

I started to taste the Kung Pao Chicken I made myself. Although it was a bit weird to eat it with sushi, it tasted good overall. I haven’t eaten such authentic Sichuan cuisine for a long time. This is the taste of my hometown.

After he started eating, almost everyone at the table started eating.

No matter they are eating voraciously like a starving ghost, or enjoying it slowly and leisurely, or they are feeding each other when they are in a good mood.

Time passed slowly in such a quiet and harmonious atmosphere, until the three people who spoke first were rubbing their round bellies.

He leaned back in his chair contentedly, staring at the ceiling with a satisfied look on his face.

This unusual dinner finally came to an end, and everyone was satisfied, with only one exception, Draco, who was sitting in the seat of honor.

The injured little dragon lowered his head and kept repeating in a very small voice.

"Brother! Brother! That's not right, how could it be brother?"

It seems that Harry's words had dealt a heavy blow to Draco, who looked at her who was extremely depressed.

Carl felt a little heartbroken. Is this what they call a dog licker, who ends up with nothing?

But just when he was about to sigh in his heart, the scene before him made him instantly stop thinking about it and retract all his sympathy for Draco.

A colorful blue macaron suddenly appeared in front of Draco, and he slowly looked up.

Then I saw Harley blushing and speaking proudly.

"This isn't reserved for you. Mr. Karl's macarons are delicious, but the sugar content is a bit too high."

"I can't eat too much, so you should quickly clean up the remaining food. Don't waste it."

"hiss!!!"

After hearing these words, all the men present gasped, and Karl looked as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit.

On the other hand, if Draco heard someone dare to talk to him like this on a normal day, he would definitely be furious and think that this was a humiliation to the Malfoy family.

But now, the honor of the Malfoy family has long been thrown to the ends of the earth.

This guy ate all the macarons with a smile on his face, and finally swallowed the one in Harry's hand with a sweet taste.

Carl got goosebumps again after watching the whole scene. He immediately interrupted Draco and wanted to say a few words.

Without even thinking about saying a few more words to Harry, he simply waved his hand and removed all the food plates on the table.

He spoke first.

"Well, the wonderful meal time is over, it's time for us to talk about something real."