HP Demon's Silence

Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire, England...

When Lucius walked into the hall, he heard his wife's gentle singing from inside. He took off his coat and hat and hung them on the coat rack at the door. He walked in lightly, following the singing, and saw Narcissa surrounded by The apron was in the kitchen, putting a plate of delicate pastries into the oven.

"Lucius! Honey, you're back." Narcissa said cautiously, staring intently at the tray without looking back.

Master Malfoy walked forward with a smile, put his arms around his wife's slender waist from behind, rested his head on her neck, and said dissatisfiedly: "Cissy, I'm so disappointed that I rushed home early on Valentine's Day, but didn't People greet me at the door..."

Narcissa turned off the oven, adjusted the time, took off the special kitchen gloves, turned her head and gave Lucius a kiss, and said, "Oh, honey, I'm busy, I can only say that you came back at a bad time!"

Narcissa's lips were about to leave, but Lucius didn't intend to let her go, and took the initiative to offer a passionate French wet kiss. Just as he was about to go further, Narcissa twisted his arm, panting and avoiding: "I hate it, I said sir, you don't even look at this place, just get into heat casually?"

Lucius refused to let go, and continued to lean forward: "Where else can it be? This is my home..."

"This is the kitchen, and it's four o'clock in the afternoon...uh..."

"The kitchen is my home too, and it's Valentine's Day!"

"Wait a minute, I haven't washed my hands..."

"Well, I don't dislike it..." The Patriarch proved everything with his actions, and the apron flew out.

Narcissa couldn't stand it anymore: "Well, go back to the room...you dare to be here... I'm an elf!"

The lengthy and intense greeting between husband and wife was over, and the time had passed by a large frame. Narcissa's delicate face was still flushed, she glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and immediately jumped up from her husband's arms, " Merlin, my cake!" She exclaimed, hurriedly put on her nightgown and rushed downstairs.

When Narcissa came back, Lucius had also put on his clothes, and was still lazily lying on the bed, with an expression of being full of wine and food.

An old couple, Narcissa stood by the bed and glared at him. The elegant and generous Mrs. Malfoy looked like a little woman, and said, "Lucius, did you come back so early today to do this kind of thing?" ?”

Lucius groaned, and the noble and indifferent Mr. Malfoy turned into a young daughter-in-law, and said aggrievedly, "Cissy, you don't like it?"

"...That's not true." Narcissa said frankly, "But you said on the phone that there is something more important, what is it?"

"First thing," Lucius smiled mysteriously, stretched out his hand to pull his wife back into his arms, took out a flat box from under the pillow, opened it, and inside was a delicate and gorgeous diamond necklace. Say hello, "I love you, Sissy."

"I love you too, sweetheart~" Narcissa touched the necklace and smiled, "I personally prepared a pair of emerald cufflinks for you, and I will bring them to you later!"

"Ah."

"The first thing, although important, is not surprising enough. What about the second thing?"

Lucius took out his wand and cast a Flying Charm. After a while, he saw a roll of parchment rush in from outside the room and landed in his hand: "Second thing: The Ministry of Education finally finished the set. The cumbersome procedures, we can go to Hogwarts today to see the little Olivia you miss so much!"

Sure enough, upon hearing the news, Narcissa's expression became much brighter than when she received the necklace just now. Lucius' face darkened, thinking that it was a good thing to put this matter at the end, otherwise he would not have succeeded just now.

"Two days ago, Xiaolong sent a letter saying that little Aowei was injured in Potions class, and I was worried! Let's go, dear, change your clothes quickly, and we will start right away!" Pulled up under the quilt.

Valentine's Day, which was supposed to belong to the two people's world, had to go to school, but Lucius surprisingly didn't object. In fact, when he thought of meeting the steamed bun version of Ovelia, he was also inexplicably excited...

"Oh, Cissy, don't forget to bring an evening dress," Lucius straightened the clothes slowly and reminded, "According to Hogwarts' Valentine's Day tradition, there will be a masquerade ball tonight."

Narcissa's eyes lit up: "By the way, there is also this event. It's been too long since graduation, and I almost forgot about it."

Lucius glanced at her and raised his eyebrows: "Forgot? Impossible, Valentine's Day in the fifth grade, what did you do to me that night... I remember it very clearly!"

As people grow older, people's skin will inevitably thicken infinitely. Narcissa turned a deaf ear and guessed with a smile: "Masquerade party, I don't know what our little dragon will dress up as? I hope he won't be as boring as his father, except for vampires or vampires... "

Lucius who was shot: "..."

Mrs. Platinum covered her mouth and smiled: "Oh, I'm sorry dear, I accidentally slipped my mouth."

So 10 minutes later, Lucius and Narcissa entered Hogwarts through the Floo network of Malfoy Manor and Potions Office.

Even though it was Valentine's Day, Snape was still sitting behind his desk dedicatedly, grading the students' terrible papers. When he heard the noise, he turned his head, raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Narcisha?"

Mrs. Malfoy came out of the fireplace dignifiedly, and gave her husband's old friend a close-to-face salute, "Oh, Severus, your hair is still so greasy, which makes me feel very kind." She spoke softly Said softly, but blinked mischievously.

At this time Lucius also arrived, brushed the dust off his body gracefully, put his arms around Narcissa's shoulders, looked up and down the head of Slytherin, and sighed: "Well, although we only met two weeks ago But I gotta say it—you're still the same, Sev."

The corners of Snape's mouth twitched. The two men were married to each other. After all these years, he had gotten used to it. In short, if you argue with two golden peacocks - you lose.

"Please show the access document." Snape held out his hand and said sternly, "It should bear the signatures of the Minister of Education, the Minister of Security, at least two Hogwarts trustees, and the head of Hogwarts."

Lucius also twitched the corner of his mouth, silently took out the roll of parchment from his arms, and handed it over.

After some friendly (?) exchanges, the three of them walked towards the school hospital together. During this period, in order to maintain a glamorous and noble appearance, Lucius and Narcissa had to suppress a lot of questions in their stomachs. Watts students, especially the Slytherins, nodded and smiled as they followed Snape's swift footsteps.

As the masquerade ball is about to begin, Hogwarts is full of well-dressed teenagers and girls, which look very spectacular. Even without the distinction of school uniforms, the styles of the four houses are still obvious. For example, most Slytherin Gryffindor's attire, on the contrary, tends to be eclectic without self-destructive image and tends to dress up beautifully.

The visiting time was over, Snape said hello to Madam Pomfrey, and entered the school hospital smoothly. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by a beautiful woman dressed as a secretary outside Ovelia's ward.

"Hush~" She raised a finger to her lips, and said softly, "Are you here to see Miss Lachesis? She has already rested."

Snape raised his eyebrows. Given the boundless energy of a certain vampire lady, he doubted the veracity of this statement.

Seeing an acquaintance here, Narcissa was a little surprised: "Bai Yisha? Why do you..."

Bai Yisha, who had been reduced to a janitor, felt gloomy in her heart, but smiled calmly on her face: "Oh, nice to meet you, Narcissa. I came with the boss, he is Miss Lachesis' guardian! "

……

The reason why Bai Yisha is here is obvious, that is: Ovelia and Lanlos are not here.

Where are they?

At the same time, the Slytherin girls' dormitory area, Ovelia's room.

"Oh, Lanlos, is it really necessary to do this?" Ovelia asked with her neck straight, her hands raised and kept still. Lanlos was busy arranging her clothes, hair, and mask, looking uncomfortable. It's fun.

"Of course, this is related to my image, and I can't be negligent at all, otherwise, how can I be worthy of so many beauties who have given me gifts and love letters!" Lanlos pinched his chin, stood opposite, and looked at Aowei critically. Leah swept it over, picked up the ivory comb, and carefully combed a strand of silver hair that fell from her sideburns behind her ear.

...That's right, silver hair.

Standing in front of Lanlos himself, the 'man' who can be manipulated like a clothes hanger is a copied version of Lanlos Troy, with height, facial features, and long hair... If it wasn't for the lack of usual tenderness in his eyes , and his tone was suspicious, no one would doubt his true identity.

Olivia squinted at him from the corner of her eyes, and said, "That's not what I'm talking about, what I mean is, is it really necessary to exchange identities? If you're worried about my image being ruined, then don't do it!"

"Oh, didn't we agree, just do me a favor, it's better to dress up as me than to wear bearskin!" Lanlos scanned Ovelia from head to toe again like admiring a work of art After reading it again, he nodded with satisfaction: "Tsk tsk, it's perfect..."

Juan's wild pirate attire, against the handsome appearance of the silver-haired man, had an elegant and holy charm.

"What do you mean by 'doing it as a favor to help you'? It's obviously to help you..."

Ovelia groaned, looked at the ceiling, and tried to ignore the narcissistic face in front of her eyes. This was a brand new and magical experience, because she had never and would never show a similar expression in the mirror.

——Yes, now that she has become Lanluosi, Lanluosi will naturally become her adult appearance: a young woman who looks about 20 years old, with black hair like waterfalls, green eyes like water, and delicate and three-dimensional facial features. The gorgeous long dress mainly in black outlines a slender figure, with a deep V-neck opening to the navel... This design should look sexy and hot, but it's a pity that someone's base material is insufficient, and there is an inexplicable sense of abstinence.

Lanlos had just drank the compound decoction, and when he became like this, he stood in front of the mirror and sighed more than once, and almost drank some kind of special potion to make up for his congenital deficiency. Fortunately, Ovelia held his face in time Lancelos gave up when he threatened to kiss Dumbledore forcefully.

"But, you took away Bai Yisha's clothes, so what did she wear?" Ovelia still had a conscience, and remembered to feel sorry for the unlucky Bai Yisa.

Lanlos squeezed his chest unwillingly again, and pointed to the bed casually.On it lay a brown bear's skin alone.

The aesthetically incompetent patient Ovelia let out an 'oh' indifferently, and was satisfied.In her opinion, the difference between a bearskin and a skirt is actually not that big.

Turning around, she suddenly smiled, plucked her hair, and said sweetly: "Honey, if you touch again... I'll cut my hair into a straw nest, then walk into the banquet hall, find Principal Dumbledore directly, Kiss hard."

Lanlos immediately froze and raised his hand in surrender: "Okay, okay, don't get excited. I don't want you to look more charming!"

"Then don't bother you. Everyone thinks that I am lying in the school hospital, and no one will recognize me at all."

"Oh? Is that so?" Lanlos faced Ovelia's face with an ambiguous expression: "What about your messurin?"

"I'll go find him first and tell him the truth!"

Listening to Ovelia's natural tone, Lan Luosi smiled unscrupulously: "Well, do you want to hug him and dance with him?"

"Ah! By the way, I promised to dance with him..." A belated person finally discovered the problem. Before that, she still regarded herself as a woman in her heart.

Ovelia clenched her fists and said quietly, "Lan, Luo, Si..."

"Wait a minute, don't be so quick to get angry! Listen to me."

"Ok?"

"I proposed to switch identities in order to test that Miss VEE, to see if she can do what she promised, 'No matter what appearance I take, she can come to me'."

"Yeah," Ovelia nodded with a smile on her face, "It's all to help you hook up with women."

"...So what I mean is, if Mesurin really likes you, shouldn't she be able to recognize it?"

Ovelia was silent for a while, and corrected: "He is Draco, he is not Mesurin yet."

"It's all alone anyway." Lanlos said, "Oh, do you think Mesurin can recognize you, but Draco can't? Oh, I didn't expect you to have so little confidence in him..."

Ovelia smiled lightly, ignoring his deliberate provocation, and just said: "Okay, then let's take a look."

***

In fact, just as Narcissa had feared, Draco was just as boring.

Before he returned to school, he had prepared corresponding costumes for various formal occasions. Among them, the costume for the Valentine's Day masquerade was a Count Dracula dinner dress with fang braces and a diamond-encrusted black mask. It was expensive, exaggerated and gorgeous , nothing new, but at least in line with all Slytherin aesthetics.

Turning the dress out from the bottom of the box and laying it out on the bed, Draco looked down silently, his facial muscles twitching——

Merlin, does he really want to go out in this gem-encrusted, cumbersome thing?

That day he left Malfoy Manor under the pretext of buying clothes, secretly met with his allies from Moscow in London, went to Knockturn Alley to trade a few black magic items, and finally stayed in Diagon Alley for less than 10 minutes. He just paid for whatever the staff recommended, with no attention to detail.

In his previous life, his family was in decline and he was alone. After 30 years of life as a Death Eater, he was used to light casual clothes and a black robe. No matter how well-made and high-quality the black robe was, it was just a black robe.This thing in front of me...

"Wow, Draco, you have a good eye!" Blaise didn't see his expression, and rubbed his chin and commented: "De Lolita's Count Dracula series, the perfect retro medieval luxury, corrupt and dark The style does not belong to any of the listed garments, so it should be specially customized?"

"…" Draco said that he would prefer to wear a gray robe and play the dementor, even though that would be very un-Slytherin.Of course, he would not say it to subvert his friend's worldview, change the subject, and ask, "Yes, what about you? What are you going to pretend to be?"

Blaise: "I'm the vampire hunter—Van Helsing!" Satisfied, he blew a kiss and walked out: "See you at the evening dance, my fateful enemy and defeated opponent, haha!"

"..." Forget it, he has always been too lazy to argue with children.I often feel that Blaise is too precocious due to family reasons, but now it seems that he is just a teenager!

Draco shook his head with a faint smile, and was about to change into clothes when the double-sided mirror in his arms suddenly moved.

He took it out and picked it up: "Bai Yisa?"

The beautiful red-eyed woman appeared: "Dear apprentice~ I have some exclusive news to tell you, do you want to listen?"

Judging by her expression, it was not urgent, and there was not much time, Draco threw the mirror on the bed, and said while undressing: "Well, what's the matter?"

Over there, Bai Yisha noticed that the mirror image had suddenly turned into a ceiling, and squinted her eyes in displeasure, "Apprentice? You have two choices now, one is to show me the naked body, and I will tell you the news; After listening, I will beat you up tonight."

"..." Draco decided to choose the third one, quickly picked up the mirror, and said with an apologetic smile: "Teacher, I slipped my hand just now, and I was listening carefully. What news? I'm really curious, please tell me quickly me!"

In fact, Bai Yisha is not interested in the nudity of an adolescent boy, and she doesn't care about it when she sees that her goal is achieved.

"Hmph." She brushed her long hair flirtatiously, and said slowly, "Lucius and Narcissa are here, don't you know?"

Draco was really ignorant, and said in surprise, "Mother is here too?" During the special period, Narcissa, unlike Lucius, who is the school manager, cannot enter Hogwarts at will, although in the letter, She did say that she would come to visit Ovelia in the near future, but today is Valentine's Day!

"They have been to the school hospital, but they have left now. As far as I know, they also plan to attend the masquerade party tonight~" At this point, Bai Yisha came closer and said, "At Narcissa's instigation, and Si Under the acquiescence of Dean Nepe, Lucius used a bottle of age-reducing agent, oops, I have to say, he wore a mask after his hair was shortened, and he looked exactly like you~"

Draco was stunned, his gray-blue eyes suddenly widened. "Father... pretending to be me?"

Probably because Draco's expression succeeded in pleasing her, Bai Yisha smiled very happily: "The cute and well-behaved blond boy is holding his mother's hand, and he has already gone to the auditorium, that's it~ Okay, I told you, It's up to you!"

"..." Turning off the two-way mirror, Draco held his forehead with a headache to calm down for a while, and then quickly made a decision.

He dug out a bottle of aging agent and a bottle of hair growth agent, calculated the dosage, and swallowed them.

Putting on a gray cloak, he became a tall and beautiful dementor as he wished. He took out a simple black mask and completely covered his face.The man in the mirror couldn't tell the exact age and appearance, but a strand of platinum-blonde long hair hanging gently on the forehead was enough to make people think.

"Father, mother, since you are still childlike, then..." Draco thought amusedly, "As you wish, please help me deal with Alexandra well!"

The author has something to say: Hahahaha, this is called a masquerade party~~~

In fact, 3000 will be enough to make a job. In order to complete the plot, I just wrote it to 5000 before posting it, the conscience of heaven and earth! !Applause ~ ~ flowers ~ ~ where! ! ? ?

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