Hogwarts and the Unspeakable

"He said it would be dangerous to go home. To keep you out of the limelight," said Sir Lucius.

"There might be Dementors, or Death Eaters, or the KGB, or something else coming to attack you."

"Dementors? I thought we were at least not enemies of Britain." Allen shrugged.

"But it's usually right to listen to my dad." Allen smiled friendly.

Sir Lucius nodded.

"Then it's time to set off." Sir Lucius said with a cold face.

"Sorry, Lord Lucius, how should we set off?"

"No need to ask, there is no doubt that he is a Floo fan."

replied Sir Lucius.

"Although I'm very sorry, I have to say that I get carsick." Allen smiled apologetically.

"It's okay." Sir Lucius also smiled.

"There's a difference between Floo powder and Apparition, and flying in a plane, or riding in a flying carriage."

"You won't faint," Sir Lucius said with a smile.

"At least I won't be dizzy." He whispered in a voice that only he could hear clearly.

"Okay." Allen could only obey the order.

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"Liaoluuluo!" Just came out of the chimney. Allen quickly found a toilet and started to vomit.

This is one of the Malfoy manors. The Malfoy family naturally has several manors.

Typical Gothic style, it looks like an antique. But obviously the decoration style is different from Appleby's house.

Allen believes that this should be caused by the different years of prosperity.

"God condemns it!" Allen choked with tears.

"Oh. I'm very sorry. I didn't expect Floo powder to make people so dizzy. I really didn't expect it."

Sir Lucius's face looks so unbeatable!

Allen rolled his eyes. He was not familiar with the relationship and had nothing to say. We'll settle the accounts later.

Lucius secretly concealed his smile as his trick was successful.

snort. The Appleby family is so grand. Not even the Malfoy family has such a good carriage!

The last time he heard Humphrey show off, he felt his eyes were red.

Damn rich!

He thought again of Humphrey's annoying smile that he tried to cover up but tried to cover up.

But at least a little revenge makes me feel better.

To be honest, even this guy Fudge has to be pranked by me, which is a compliment to this kid!

Lucius thought.

This child is just like his father, a natural-born civil servant. Exquisite on all sides.

There is no trace of the manners or reserve of a true aristocrat. If I were Humphrey and Alan spoke to Draco first, I would be furious! But as Sir Lucius Malfoy, it surprisingly feels pretty good?

I was so angry that I finally felt better now.

Revenge is the motto of Lord Lucius Malfoy.

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After Allen finished vomiting, he kept rolling his eyes in the back.

"It's okay. My dad is just naughty." Draco Malfoy secretly pulled Allen and said.

"Draco!" Sir Lucius looked back, and Draco quickly fell silent.

Allen looked around and saw that it was indeed a noble family.

On the table is the cup that Marshal Bluebeard once used to release magic. On the wall are the guns of the Irish Sons of Light. There are pure-blooded racehorses parked in the stables. This is the noble family - the Malfoy family. foundation. On the wall, there are photos and portraits that cannot be moved. Photos and portraits of the Malfoy family with Joan of Arc, Napoleon, Beethoven, and even Hitler are all placed together. Yes, the Malfoys value noble manners and noble dignity above all else. They have never been shy about their political affiliations, and maybe even after the current "Dark Lord" dies, Malfoy will put their photo on the wall!

Under the wall are porcelains from the Ming Dynasty, and on the top are engraved "The Great Sage Qitian Battles One Hundred Thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals". Even the plates and cups are made of porcelain - although porcelain is not expensive nowadays, this is already the rule.

Hearing the sound, a graceful middle-aged woman walked out of the house. However, she was not wearing a formal dress at home, just casual clothes. Perhaps, they were wealthy enough that they did not need to pay too much attention to their manners.

"Oh! Lucius." Her tone could not hide the surprise. It seems that they have a very good relationship. After all, not all families have such grown-up children, so the couple can be surprised when they see them.

There is no doubt that this should be Lucius's wife and Draco's mother. Lady Narcissa Malfoy.

Lucius used his broad back to block the sight of Draco and Allen, and then secretly kissed Narcissa on the mouth.

"Oh! Narcissa, the child is still here!"

Lucius's cold face covered his smile - it was obviously him who secretly kissed him, but instead he said it was his wife who did it!

Narcissa shyly hit Lucius with her fist.

"You're still so boring at such an old age."

"So who is this?" asked Lady Narcissa Malfoy.

"He was the son of Sir Humphrey Appleby. Lord Alan Appleby Jr."

"So old! He is still like a child. Isn't Draco a little knight? (Lord)"

"Sir Humphrey Appleby is engaged in a very dangerous job, and there may be danger at home, so we asked him to come to our house for a few days, and then send him to Hogwarts in a few days - in this world, there is no good Well. At least there is no safer place in Britain than Hogwarts. After all, that old man Albus still has something."

"That's right. After all, Sir Lucius is also a powerful wizard."

Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy came over and kissed Draco and Alan on the cheek.

"Sir Humphrey Appleby is renowned for his reliability. His character and wisdom have always been a role model for us."

Mrs. Malfoy said politely.

Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy looks much more reliable than this Lucius!

Allen thought so. This is definitely not because she kissed him just now! Judging from this smile alone, even if it is fake, it at least looks more sincere than the old bastard Lucius. What's more, I can't even tell that it's a disguise.

Allen felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and the anger from being fooled just now was also a little less.

"You must be hungry after a long day of wandering around. Are we ready to enjoy today's food? - Although I didn't cook it."

Mrs. Malfoy said with a smile.

"I am inclined to answer in the affirmative." This was Sir Lucius. They don't like to talk well anyway.

"Yes, Mum." This was young Sir Draco.

"Thank you." Allen said simply.

When eating, you must also pay attention to your appearance, otherwise you will be looked down upon. Although little Sir Alan Appleby could eat and chirp, no one would say anything - a person's nobility does not originate from appearance, but from power. On the contrary, external appearance is just a means and a by-product. Even if a person's moral character is noble, this information itself still needs people to spread it, so moral character is actually the distribution of social resources in the final analysis - that is, power.

But manners are naturally a by-product of power. Etiquette is well known in Canglin, and Allen found that he didn't need to learn how to do it. He only needed to follow the instructions and he would be able to behave very elegantly. Maybe this is the role of environment.

Dobby the house elf reluctantly came over with his dinner and placed the food on the table.

Originally out of family friendship, Alan wanted to talk about Dobby, the rebellious boy. But since he was fooled by Lucius, Allen wanted to watch Dobby deal with Sir Lucius after getting the socks. By that time, he would definitely contact Sir Dumbledore to watch it with his own eyes. snort!

Alan thought this and quietly watched the conflict between Dobby, who yearned for freedom, and the Lucius Malfoy family deepen.

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"My father said that you can't make friends with people of low status. Otherwise, your colleagues will laugh at you and embarrass you."

After eating, Mrs. Malfoy arranged a guest room for Allen to live in.

Not long after, Draco Malfoy came over to whisper to Alan.

Allen blinked and said nothing.

"If someone comes to play with me, but his status is not high enough, he can only be a follower."

"Finally I found someone I can be friends with."

Draco looked pleased.

Allen grinned and said nothing.

"Your father may not understand. The outside world is already a market economy. If you are still holding on to the same old things, you can only survive in a gentle village like the House of Lords. If you go to Hogwarts with this kind of thinking, you will definitely want to go to Hogwarts. You're at a disadvantage! After all, there are all kinds of people from all walks of life there." Allen couldn't control his chatter. In fact, it was rare for him to meet someone with a similar family status.

Humphrey Appleby's arrogance is actually no more modest than that of Sir Lucius.

"Huh?" Draco was a little dumbfounded.

"There is more than just the House of Lords in the world. You also know how your parents usually treat others. Even if Sir Humphrey makes your parents smile, there is no one as famous as Harry Potter in Diagon Alley. .”

"Harry Potter! It's Harry Potter again! How come this little brat can become so famous without doing anything!"

Draco was a little jealous. Noble families long for fame, but are often unable to do so in person due to their position.

"No way, this is life."

"Hogwarts has pure-bloods like us, and even so-called 'Muggles'. Not only will there be noble families, but there will also be families with steep walls. Our way of doing things, in It is useful within a certain circle, but will it still be useful outside this circle?" Allen said with raised eyes.

"Huh?" Draco was confused. "Could you repeat that?"

"I mean, when we go to Hogwarts, we'd better stop showing off our aristocratic manners! We'll suffer a loss!"

Allen was also running out of patience.

"If you don't mind, I'm getting ready for bed!"

Allen gave the ejection order in a tactful tone, forget it if you don't understand. It has nothing to do with another penny.

Draco shrugged and reluctantly went back to the house to play by himself.