【HP】I don’t want to fall in love, I just want to mess around

Time passed day by day, and the banquet her father talked about finally arrived.

What surprised Esther even more was that this banquet was held at the famous Malfoy Manor.

As the leading pure-blood family in Britain today, Malfoy Manor can be described as luxurious and stylish.

Exquisitely designed gardens, gorgeous marble fountains, and several beautiful and rare white peacocks roam the courtyard.

There were people coming and going who were well-dressed and looked very grand.

A small number of them come from 28 pure-blood families, such as the Malfoy and Greengrass families, and most of them are officials from the Ministry of Magic.

So Esther and her family didn't look out of place inside.

In the era before Voldemort returned, even though some old-fashioned pure-bloods looked down on mixed-blood and Muggle wizards, mixed-blood and Muggle wizards were also part of the magical world. They were distributed in various locations and were a considerable force.

Therefore, most pure-blood wizards can still let go of their arrogance and have a good relationship with these powerful mixed-blood and Muggle wizards.

The Malfoy family clearly understands this.

As a qualified outsider, even if his father David is a Muggle wizard, Mr. Malfoy can still chat with him in a pleasant manner.

From this point of view, Draco is much worse than his father.

Of course, children who have been doted on since childhood will always have a bad temper.

Adults have adult social circles, and children also have children's social circles.

These children who came with their parents are all classmates at Hogwarts. We can't all be familiar with them, but most of them know each other.

It was also here that Esther met the mistress of the Malfoy family, Narcissa Malfoy, who was born in the Black family for the first time.

The hostess has a beautiful appearance and a proud temperament. She speaks softly when talking to the guests, but her tone always reveals a vague sense of alienation.

Only when facing his son, his expression will be much more sincere.

She came and brought some snacks to the children, then told Draco to take care of the little guests, and then left.

It was also here that Esther discovered that the small jar of candies that Draco had given her before was made by Narcissa herself. Thinking about it, he was quite generous.

It's a pity that she didn't touch it because she always suspected that Draco put some "sauce" in it.

Today, Esther wore a light green gauze dress. It was a Muggle style, but because it was expensive, the material was very good, and it matched her appearance and temperament very well.

The 12-year-old girl's facial features are exquisite, and she is still dazzling even without makeup. Her originally white skin becomes more radiant and fair against the light green material. She looks like a fairy in the forest, light, elegant, and beautiful.

Unfortunately, most of the children attending the banquet were students from Slytherin House, and there were also several Ravenclaw students, but she was the only Hufflepuff.

As for Gryffindor, you can use your toes to figure out how the Malfoy family could treat Gryffindor?

Draco held his chin high and entertained the others with an air of dignity, but deliberately did not talk to Esther.

The protagonist deliberately ignored her, and others naturally followed suit. Esther, who was still unsatisfied after eating two candies and secretly regretted that she wasted such delicious candies last semester, suddenly found herself feeling isolated by them.

Isolation is isolation, and she doesn't really care.

But it won't work if he isolates her and attacks her at the same time.

"Some people are so ignorant. How can they wear such ugly Muggle clothes to the banquet?"

A sharp sound of ridicule came from the opposite side. Esther looked up and saw Pansy and a Slytherin girl covering their mouths and making mocking sounds. Their eyes swept over her with disdain, their expressions were full of provocation.

Her voice was not quiet, and it immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Of all the people present, Esther was the only one who rebelliously wore Muggle dress.

But as her mother said, because of her father's recent rise, none of the adults who saw her today pointed out that she was not dressed correctly.

However, adults may not say it, but children may not be able to bear it, especially a girl who is jealous of her.

Esther could clearly tell that Pansy's eyes were filled with jealousy and disgust for her. It was easy to tell. This was the way Draco looked at Harry sometimes.

Although she has not had much contact with Pansy, it is understandable that she is jealous of her. After all, this Pansy does not have the beautiful appearance of the actor in the movie, and is closer to the original description of her, like a poodle.

This doesn't mean that poodles are not cute, but it's just that a person with such a face is really not good-looking.

She even had some vicious suspicions that Pansy's appearance was related to their family's incestuous marriage in order to keep their bloodline pure, and that Goyle and Crabbe's poor minds were also related to this.

All pure-blood wizards should actually learn from the Malfoy family on this point. After all, there are always rumors that the Malfoy family, in order not to be like a few pure-blood fanatics, has incest marriages in a small pure-blood circle and brought the family to decline. , so are there many mixed-blood wizards on the family tree?

How about that there are always some opportunistic, cunning and cunning people in Lao Ma's family?

It's not just a smart head.

Why don't you try it with those pure-blood families whose brains are not functioning properly due to incest marriage? They can't be such flexible wallflowers.

Thinking of this, Esther subconsciously glanced at the little Mr. Malfoy in front of her.

He was dressed very formally today, with a black suit, white shirt and bow tie. His beautiful platinum blond hair was still neatly combed back. He had a plate of cut fresh fruit in front of him. He seemed to have not heard Pansy's provocative words. He was eating the fruit to himself and didn't look here.

Not seen for a while, he seems to have grown taller.

This is not good news for Esther, because it means that if there is any conflict between them after school starts, she will not be able to defeat him.

Esther just glanced at it, then withdrew her gaze and looked at Pansy with a smile: "Ugly clothes can save you, but what if you say a person is ugly?"

She meant something.

Pansy was hit in the vital point and couldn't laugh anymore. Her eyes were as vicious as knives and she stabbed at her: "Who are you calling ugly, bitch!!"

Esther still acted very indifferently, and her smile did not even fade: "It's not about me anyway. After all, I'm not ugly."

Someone in the crowd let out a small laugh. Esther looked up calmly and didn't find who it was, but she did notice that the corner of the girl standing next to Pansy twitched very secretly, looking like she wanted to laugh but didn't. The look of trying his best to hold back.

It seems that although Slytherins like to join a group, they don't seem to be that united.

Esther raised her eyebrows with interest.

In Pansy's eyes, it was a mockery of her. She stood up suddenly and wanted to hit Esther's face with the tea cup in her hand. It would be better to cut the face into a bloody mess, but Esther saw what she wanted to do first, so she raised her eyes and warned her: "Is this a tradition of the Parkinson family? Do you like to do things in other people's homes?"

Pansy didn't know why, but she felt a little scared after looking into her calm eyes.

She held the tea cup and smashed it, and it didn't matter if she didn't smash it. In the end, she could only look at Draco: "I don't think everyone can be Malfoy's guest? Draco, to be honest, I really don't understand Malfoy. Why would Mr. Fu invite some unworthy people?"

She pinned her hopes on Draco, hoping that he could join her in taunting Esther.

But her calculations were in vain, because Draco finally raised his face, but looked at her coldly: "Don't go too far, Pansy. It's not your turn to invite anyone my father wants to invite." Pointing fingers.”