HP: Embrace the Darkness

Time flies and two years have passed.

Today is Asseth's eleventh birthday.

The Cavendish family will welcome its young heir today. According to the rules of the Cavendish family, only those who are eleven years old or older are eligible to be candidates for the family heir.

Asseth is the only son of William Cavendish, so there is no need to compete. As soon as he reaches the age of eleven, Asseth has the right to speak on behalf of the Cavendish family.

To celebrate Asseth's birthday and becoming the heir.

A grand banquet was held at the Cavendish family. Those who can be invited are all from prominent families or powerful wizards with reputation.

In the study of Malfoy Manor, the contemporary head of the Malfoy family, Lucius Malfoy, was carefully considering his tone as he responded to the Cavendish family's invitation.

After Voldemort's fall, the Malfoy family escaped accountability due to his sophistry.

But even if they were acquitted, the Malfoy family had suffered a lot and had been going downhill over the years.

He is still supporting him now, so there will be no problem for the time being. But what will happen later? Can his son Draco Malfoy really support the Malfoy family?

He had to think about Malfoy, and he had to think about Draco.

Although the Cavendish family is not among the twenty-eight purebloods, everyone knows that it is not that the Cavendish family cannot enter, but that they do not want to enter.

Compared with other pure-blood families who pursue pure blood, Cavendish sees things further. They don't care about pure blood and mixed blood. In their eyes, they only care about ability and worth.

They often lend a helping hand to poor little wizards and help them grow. The grown-up wizard will in turn protect the Cavendish family. For them, Cavendish is home.

They never force wizards to repay, but every wizard who has been sponsored is willing to protect the Cavendish family.

Lucius also tried to fund it, but he failed. It was a long process and he didn't have that much time.

In his opinion, the best way is to cooperate with the Cavendish family.

But the Cavendish family is low-key and doesn't live in the magic world here, so he can't get on the line at all. The head of the family, William Cavendish, did not attend Hogwarts. Their personal connections did not overlap, and he could not get in touch with them.

This banquet invitation is undoubtedly an opportunity.

And since the British wizarding nobles have been invited, it means that their children are very likely to enroll in Hogwarts.

This banquet is probably not only a way for the Cavendish family to pave the way for their heirs, but also a deterrent to other major families not to stretch their hands too far.

While intimidating, it also gave a little sweetness to the major families. It was really a slap in the face.

The major families have to accept this gift. After all, connections are not something you just have.

Thinking of this, Lucius couldn't help but sigh at the generosity of the Cavendish family. They really put a lot of thought into protecting the heir. It seemed like they could let Draco have some contact with them.

Alas, I hope that stupid boy can seize the opportunity.

On the day of the banquet, major families arrived one after another.

The long-deserted Cavendish Manor has ushered in a rare burst of excitement.

The splendid banquet hall, the gorgeous crystal lamps shed gentle light, making the entire banquet hall look elegant and quiet. Soft saxophone music filled the entire banquet hall.

The guests drank and mingled amid the wonderful music, quietly waiting for the hero of the banquet to appear.

After a while, the banquet hall fell completely silent, and everyone knew that the heir to the Cavendish family was here.

The heavy ornate door opened, and everyone looked at the door.

The child who walked in was wearing a silver-white silk dress shirt and a black dress robe. The dark green embroidered pattern on the robe was particularly conspicuous against the silver-white shirt inside. The family crest pinned to the chest looked noble against the background. Full.

Although he was still an eleven-year-old child, he did not show any timidity at all when faced with the attention of so many people.

Under everyone's scrutiny, Asses looked calm, walked in front of everyone with unhurried steps, and saluted the guests gracefully and gracefully.

Be polite and elegant.

At this moment, everyone was envious of the Cavendish family, as if every one of their heirs was outstanding.

The appearance of Ace brought the banquet to a climax instantly.

The Duke and Duchess were not present today, in the name of training their children. The nobles who have their own agendas can only make an impression on the heir of the Cavendish family.

Guests began to come in an endless stream to communicate with Asseth. Asses was able to cope with the many guests with ease, and from time to time he could still find time to pay attention to those who were watching silently.

At this time, in the corner of the banquet hall, an old man with a white beard was eating desserts on the long table while looking at Asseth who was wandering among the crowd.

After a long time, he asked: "Severus, how do you feel about this child?"

The man's low, cold, gritted words sounded next to him.

"I don't think so."

"If you could move your dessert-filled head for a moment, you would know that my time is precious."

"Not only do I have to take care of those stupid trolls, but I also have to brew a damn tooth-healthy potion for you, an old bee. And you have to drag me over to the banquet just for a troll who hasn't even entered school yet."

Dumbledore shook his head wearing a purple wizard hat and said to the man in black in the corner.

"At the beginning, I came for the Cavendish family. After all, this is a powerful family. I can't let him get more help."

"Then are you sure?"

"It's sure, it won't fall on Tom."

"What does that have to do with him?"

"Severus, don't you think there's a bit of Tom in him?"

Snape couldn't understand.

"If your eyes don't need my medicine, you should be able to see that this is just a well-protected troll."

"Principal Dumbledore, I don't have much time to monitor a troll here with you. You can watch it yourself."

As if he had had enough of Dumbledore, Snape dropped these words, turned around and walked away, throwing his robes.

Dumbledore sighed as he was left behind. I really don't understand the elderly.

Arces was unaware of an exchange that took place in the corner about him.

Although he felt that someone was looking at him, it was not surprising. After all, everyone at the banquet was secretly sizing him up.

Lucius looked at Asseth swimming in the banquet hall with ease, and then looked at his son who was soaking in the dessert area, and glared at him with hatred.

Nine-year-old Draco looked at his father in confusion.

Lucius held his forehead, his idiot son.

I really wonder how they educate their sons and why their sons are so good.

Lucius saw that Aces had come to an end, and immediately picked up Draco and walked over there.