hogwarts rose

"Tria!"

In the lively crowd, a familiar platinum-blonde head suddenly appeared. He seemed to have jumped directly from the second floor, so he was not crowded.

Draco didn't see Triya for the whole summer vacation, and he had already accumulated a lot of resentment.

"You only sent me six letters!"

Draco didn't intend to complain directly like this, but when he stood in front of Tria, he still couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

This summer vacation, two full months!

Tria went to boring Germany, to the dilapidated house of the Weasley family, but she never thought of coming to the majestic, gorgeous, elegant and noble Malfoy Manor!

Even sent him only six letters!

Tria was very happy to see her good friend, especially under her persuasion, Draco gave up his obsession with hairspray, and his soft blond hair hung down on his forehead, which looked a little messy because of the boy rushing over , looks nice and easy to touch.

"But I've already sent you the most letters!"

Tria patted Draco's head, looked at the proud young master's aggrieved and unhappy expression, and subconsciously coaxed him.

"I never send more than two letters to anyone."

Tria held up two fingers and shook them in front of Draco. This move greatly comforted Draco. He grabbed Triya's raised hand and held it.

"I don't care, you have to be a guest at Malfoy Manor for the rest of the time."

Draco's eyes kept going back and forth between Tria and Oncasia, making the two completely reluctant to reject the rare "acting like a baby" dragon.

"Good good."

Uncasia was the first to let go. He really should visit his aunt's family. Since confirming that they are the blood of the Black family, Malfoy has provided him with a lot of help.

No matter what kind of person his father is, at least this aunt is an elder worthy of their gratitude.

Draco smiled triumphantly in an instant. He and Oncasia held Triya's hand alone. The three children with Black blood in their bodies were drawn by the line of fate after more than ten years of strangeness and separation. connected together.

"Then let's wait for my father, and then we'll go back to Malfoy Manor together!"

Draco arranged everything domineeringly.

"We haven't bought the books yet."

Tria reminded the young master that she planned to ask George or Fred to help buy two more sets when they squeezed inside.

"I already knew that you wouldn't come to buy books in advance."

The young master raised his chin arrogantly,

"The three sets of books ordered will be sent to Malfoy Manor before school starts."

Tria glanced at Draco in surprise, and praised sincerely:

"You are really smart!"

Mr. Malfoy didn't keep them waiting too long, and he didn't know what he was doing just now. When he found him, there was still a little bruise in his eye socket.

Tria said goodbye to Mrs. Weasley and Ginny who had already lined up at the side entrance of the bookstore, and followed Mr. Malfoy to Malfoy Manor.

This trip also used Floo powder, but it was different, and Mr. Malfoy didn't take them to the Leaky Cauldron to borrow the fireplace there.

Lucius Malfoy took the three children to the second floor of a potion shop that was small but had a lot of traffic—yes, this is the small shop that Ancasia and Theodore worked out together. storefront.

"This shop was leased to us by Mr. Malfoy at a very fair price."

Oncasia whispered to her younger sister the result of her extracurricular activities in the first grade - this shop.

Lucius Malfoy installed a beautiful fireplace on the second floor of this small shop, which is connected to Malfoy Manor and the Potions Office in Hogwarts.

"The use of floo powder should not be introduced again."

Mr. Lucius Malfoy is very consistent with the description of him from the outside world, but it is not the same.

He doesn't talk much, every movement has a well-designed elegance, and his conversation is full of Slytherin's wisdom and restraint.But unlike the mercenary and cold-blooded one described in the newspaper, Tria felt that although this gentleman was not as amiable as Arthur Weasley, he was also very tolerant and friendly from an elder.

The friendly Lucius Malfoy walked into the fireplace with his son on his cane, and Draco didn't resist. After taking a handful of powder from the clay pot next to him, he read out "Malfoy" without delay. Fu Manor" and was engulfed by green flames.

Tria followed closely behind Draco. Maybe the manufacturer was different. The Floo powder they used this time would not make them dusty at all. At least Tria was clean from head to toe when she stepped out of the fireplace. of.

Outside the fireplace, Narcissa Malfoy had been waiting here for a long time. Draco told her that Tria and Oncasia would be here today, which made her feel a little nervous.

As soon as Triya raised her head, she collided with a beautiful and elegant lady, and the other party raised a gentle smile as soon as she saw her.

"Is that Tria?"

Narcissa Malfoy tried her best to restrain the urge to hold the little girl in her arms for a closer look, and led the little girl to sit on the sofa.

I don't know what happened to Uncasia, he and Mr. Malfoy have not shown up for a long time.

Triya sat obediently, holding the biscuit that Narcissa had just handed to her, and greeted politely.

"I'm Tria Black, nice to meet you, Mrs Malfoy."

Narcissa fell in love with this little girl the first time she saw Triya. She was beautifully dressed, smart and well-behaved, and her voice was soft and pleasant.

"Call me Aunt Narcissa."

Narcissa looked at Triya expectantly, and Triya did not refuse, repeating obediently:

"Aunt Narcissa."

Narcissa smiled and rolled her eyes, and took out a small box from somewhere and handed it to Tria.

"A meeting gift for Little Triya."

Narcissa's voice was so gentle that water dripped out, and Draco, who was sitting next to him and had been nibbling on biscuits, felt a little uncomfortable.

Triya hesitated, not knowing whether she should accept it or not. Narcissa felt her emotions in time, took Triya's hand and shook it gently, and said with a smile:

"Be sure to accept it~ I really like Little Triya."

Triya didn't struggle anymore, put away the small box, held Aunt Narcissa's hand back, and nodded seriously:

"I like Aunt Narcissa very much, too."

Draco's mum was the most gentle of all she'd ever met, Tria wasn't lying, she really liked Narcissa Malfoy, was very sweet from the first meeting, after being held by her , this liking becomes even stronger.

Draco is really lucky to have such a mother, no wonder he comes from a family but doesn't have a heart.