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Chapter 234 Visiting Malfoy Manor again

This is Ian's second visit to Malfoy Manor. Although he has been here once before, he is still amazed by its exquisite luxury.

Malfoy Sr. and his wife Narcissa were standing in front of the gate of the manor at the moment. Now his mind was filled with doubts and confusion. Regarding Ian's visit, he could not guess the meaning of it.

Just three days ago, I had a fight with the leader of the camp, and then he turned around and came to the other party's younger brother's house as a guest. This kind of operation...

Although he didn't know why, Old Malfoy didn't dare to neglect at all, and stood in front of the gate early to greet and wait.

As soon as Ian arrived at the gate of the manor, he saw old Malfoy with a smile on his face, so to speak. "Long time no see, Mr. Malfoy."

"Welcome, Mr. Titus!"

Under the guidance of Old Malfoy, Ian came to the reception hall. As soon as he sat down, he saw the other party's hesitant expression. Although it was very cleverly hidden, it still did not escape his notice. He chuckled, said:

"You don't need to think too much, Mr. Malfoy! You and I get along quite happily, and we can be considered friends!"

Ian came up and gave Malfoy a reassurance first. If you want to take something, you must give it to him first. In principle, he came here to entrust someone to do something, and there was no reason to be cold and rude.

Sure enough, his reassurance pill was extremely effective, and Malfoy's expression relaxed visibly.

"Of course, of course! We have always been friends and the Malfoy door is always open to you."

When Ian heard this, he nodded in disbelief. He knew very well that the Malfoy family's friendship had always been based on utility.But he is not disgusted with this. If the status is not equal and the association is unprofitable, then friendship becomes charity.

"I have one thing to ask of you this time. Help me bring a message to Voldemort. I want to meet him. Let him choose the location."

"Ahem..." Old Malfoy couldn't hold his breath and coughed violently for a while.

Ian saw Malfoy's disbelieving look, spread his hands and asked curiously: "Is this weird?"

Old Malfoy suppressed the twitching in the corners of his eyes and wanted to retort on the spot: Isn't this strange?The day before yesterday, I had a life-and-death fight with someone, looking like they would both die together, and now I'm inviting them to meet alone?

But he only dared to criticize a few words in his heart. Whether it was Voldemort or Ian, they were both existences that he could not afford to offend. The latter seemed friendly and easy-going, but his deep pride and undeniable aura made him not easy to get along with either.

"Well, I will convey it to you at the next party." Malfoy agreed bravely. Seeing Ian frown slightly, he hurriedly explained: "I can't contact that gentleman now. As for the reason , you should be able to guess."

"Okay, I get it." Ian said helplessly. "Do you think he was too careful? He just cut off half of his body. I died once and didn't say anything."

"Haha...haha. Yes, yes, yes!" After saying this, Old Malfoy didn't know how to answer it at all, so he could only sit aside and laugh in apology.

When Ian saw the other party's expression, he knew that Old Malfoy had misunderstood again.

But he didn't intend to explain it, because half of the body was destroyed by the petrification curse. It was nothing. Maybe it was a kind of destruction for ordinary wizards, but for wizards with awakened souls, as long as they are combined with some alchemy, they can be restored. too easy.

After the business was settled, the rest of the time was basically filled with relaxation.

<divclass="contentadv">Ian also stayed at the Malfoy house to settle the dinner. At the dinner table, Ian looked at Narcissa, who was still charming, and wanted to ask her whether the Black family has always been so good-looking. .

The words came to her lips and she stopped immediately, because the content was already suspected of teasing, not to mention that her husband was still sitting next to her.

The dinner dishes were very rich, but Ian discovered something very interesting. Whether it was intentional or not, the taste of all the dishes was very ordinary, similar to the fast food lunch boxes in the previous life, neither salty nor bland, and had no characteristics.

"You still have to be scheming while eating...no one else." He glanced at Malfoy calmly and sighed to himself.

Malfoy gave Ella, their chef elf, to him, and the ordinary taste of the dinner dishes also showed him that the Malfoy family had no secrets and gave him the best and only ones.

This is like giving a gift to a superior person, buying a pair of rare antiques, smashing one of them, and then giving the orphan away to show that the gift is unique.

Ian was quite happy with this. Malfoy's gentle flattery was infinitely better than rough and straightforward flattery.

However, he also wondered how he should flatter someone if he met someone with truly low emotional intelligence.

After all, not everyone can understand Malfoy's intentions, and high ranking can sometimes be counterproductive.Just like today's dinner, if you meet some idiots, you may feel grudge and feel that you are not respected.

"Ouch!" Ian sighed softly. He suddenly understood why ancient kings always had some flattering ministers around them. They were so good at getting things done.

Putting down the tableware in his hands, he turned to look at Malfoy aside and said, "Actually, there's no need for this."

After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "I plan to open a joke prop shop in Diagon Alley, but I still need a store manager."

This simple sentence made old Malfoy's face light up. He was trying his best to do something, just for the safety of his family.Now Ian has given him this opportunity, and it is a public identity on the stage. With this identity, not to mention the British Isles, looking at the whole of Europe, his life safety is guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Old Malfoy immediately said: "Draco! Let Draco go to work. I don't want him to go to school for a long time and just fool around in Hogwarts all day long."

"Haha!" Ian smiled. "It's not that exaggerated. The child still has to go to school. Just stay in the store during the summer vacation. After he is in fifth grade, if he wants to work, it's not too late. This position belongs to him. Don't worry."

Old Malfoy also realized that he was a little radical. School started in September this year, and Draco was only 9 years old, which was indeed a bit young.

"Thank you, this is a rare training opportunity for Draco." Malfoy expressed his attitude first, and then said: "It happens that I have several shops on the main street of Diagon Alley, so I will open them there. The specific information of the shops has been sorted out. Later, I will send it to Draco and ask him to bring it to you."

"Okay." Ian nodded. This matter was finally settled. Basically, everyone wanted to meet their needs. If the Malfoy's shop was not used, he was afraid that Malfoy would not be able to sleep tonight.

Sorry, Xiao Di is a little late today. He stayed up late reading a book last night.