Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

"Okay, what you said makes some sense, let's go." Sisley waved his hand to remove the restriction of the space. The next moment, Dobby quickly snapped his fingers and disappeared.

"What's going on? Isn't this your style?" Ron said with a confused look on his face.

"I just used my brain. This is my style. I want to see whose family it belongs to." Sisley turned into a burst of white mist and disappeared.

"What's going on?" Harry asked confused.

"It should be... I cast a positioning spell on the elf named Dobby when I was just treating his injury." Hermione pondered for a moment and said.

the other side......

In the quiet night, in front of a gorgeous wrought iron door, Sisley suddenly appeared accompanied by a burst of white mist.

"The Malfoy family... what tricks are they doing?" Sisley looked at the nameplate next to the iron door and muttered for a moment.

At this moment, the iron door in front of him opened silently, and torches were lit in the quiet manor, extending all the way to the castle gate.

Sisley raised his eyebrows, and the next moment he fiercely pulled out his wand and pointed it at the black shadow behind him.

"Mr. Malfoy?" Sisley saw the dark figure clearly, it was the old Malfoy who was dusty.

Although he didn't know that Apparition, fireplace, and door keys could allow him to go home, he just chose to use the front door...

It might also be a sense of ritual. After all, doors are built for people to leave.

"Although I don't know why you came here, I am happy to invite you to sit for a while." Old Malfoy said with a gentle smile.

"...Thank you." Sisley was silent for a moment and slowly put down the wand, then followed Old Malfoy into the castle.

After the two approached, the heavy door of the castle opened automatically without making any sound, and a noble lady dressed in elegant clothes also walked out of the door.

Seeing Sisley's expression change, the lady greeted Sisley in a friendly manner. After placing Sisley on the sofa, she immediately approached Old Malfoy and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you tell me about Ethan before?" Is that guy giving birth to a son? Why is this a daughter? If you had told me earlier..."

Before the lady finished speaking, Old Malfoy patted the back of her hand comfortingly, and said with some embarrassment: "He is indeed a boy... there may be a costume party or something."

Sisley also heard the whispers of the two couples, and quickly took off the braids from his hair and straightened them back.

"Hmm... well, he looks exactly the same as that bastard Ethan!" The lady complained to old Malfoy in a smaller voice after seeing Sisley cutting his hair back, and then the two sat down. The atmosphere on the sofa opposite Sisley was a little awkward for a moment.

"Please tell me, Mr. Thorne, what's the reason for your late night visit?" Old Malfoy straightened his collar and said.

Sisley was a little embarrassed. Before he could organize his words, he heard the lady say: "Dobby, some tea."

The next moment, three cups of tea at a suitable temperature suddenly appeared on the coffee table in front of them. During the whole process, the elf named Dobby did not miss a trace.

Sisley picked up the tea cup and took a strategic sip to relieve the embarrassment.

After all, Sisley's original idea was just to track Dobby and confirm that he was the elf of that family.

As a result, old Malfoy stayed up most of the night and refused to go through the fireplace and the main entrance. He was really unlucky to a certain extent.

But at this time, it was obviously not allowed to bring up this topic in front of the elf master. Fortunately, apart from the elf, Sisley really had a reasonable question that was worthy of his late-night visit.

"It's not very polite to visit late at night. I have a doubt that has been bothering me for a long time this time, and I want to come here to check it out." Sisley took out Old Thorne's textbook from his ring and turned to the pages of the lesson. The small note was pushed to Old Malfoy.

"Well, a late night visit...just like your father." Old Malfoy said while taking the textbook and recalling the time during school.

"The conversation above is indeed between me and your father. Do you have any doubts about this?" Malfoy returned the book to Sisley and said.

"There are two strangers up here, one is here, her name is Narcissa, and the other is here, the blogger's woman." Sisley took out a quill and drew two circles and said.

"Well... Narcissa, this is it, Narcissa Black at that time, Narcissa Malfoy now." Old Malfoy gently held the back of Narcissa's hand and said warmly.

Sisley nodded and pointed to another name and asked: "What about this blogger? Is she still a student of Durmstrang?"

"I remember your father told me...she should be called Isa Burke, now the eldest daughter of Borgin Burke, and a professor at Durmstrang..." Malfoy said after a while of silence.

"Professor???" Sisley asked in confusion.

"Yes, Professor, your father was eleven years old at that time and she was twenty-four... teaching Dark Arts in Durmstrang."

"What's her relationship like with my father?"

"That Isa blog... isn't very normal. Your father still looked very attractive when he was a child, oh! Dear, please don't step on my toes." Old Malfoy moved his position awkwardly and continued.

"And that Isa blog, let me just admit it, is a bit perverted. Not only did she like Ethan at that time, but she also seemed to have some unknown special hobbies."

The corners of Sisley's mouth twitched, and after thinking for a while he asked: "My mother, do you know her whereabouts?"

Old Malfoy shook his head and said, "I've never seen it..."

“What about that Isa blogger?”

"It disappeared and there is no trace of it anymore."

"And I don't think they are the same person. Your father has never liked that Isa blog, let alone used love potions."

"And your father is not a fuel-saving lamp. He can easily break away from things like love potions and soul-stealing curses."

"And with his bad temper, he couldn't keep that woman alive for more than three seconds after breaking free, let alone ten months until she gave birth to you." Old Malfoy explained.

"I see. Thank you very much this time, I won't interrupt you." Sisley stood up and put away the textbook.

Old Malfoy also reminded: "The fireplace over there is connected to the Pig's Head Tavern in Hogsmeade Village."

"Thank you very much. If I come here next time, I will bring some Lemon Olaf. I remember Madam likes to eat it. Pig's Head Bar." Sisley said as he picked up a handful of floo powder and sprinkled it into the fireplace. While walking in.

"He is exactly like his father..." Old Malfoy sighed.

"Indeed, why is he not a little girl?"

"..."