Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Cyril didn't stay in his hometown in Suzhou for a week, and hurried back to England.

It was too much trouble, but looking at Ivan who was sleeping soundly while clutching his fingers, he felt in a good mood, so they simply brought Ivan here this time.

"So my birthday is going to be in England this year?" Cyril asked his mother softly.

"Looks like it is, baby."

"Oh, it's also very good, can I invite my friends to come with me." The boy wrinkled his nose cutely.

"No problem. You can invite whoever you want."

"awesome!"

"Do you want to hear something even better?" Lin Jiu patted his son's hairy head with a smile.

"what?"

"Your father will open McLean's manor in a few days, and you can invite more friends to the manor."

"..."

Cyril's expression was shocked. After a while, he whispered to his mother with some confusion: "Dad still has a house at home?"

"Didn't your father tell you?"

"He still has a house? No. I always thought... um... I always thought that my father was because of the bad environment in the UK. The family went bankrupt, the business couldn't go on, and the house was paid off by my mother. Grandpa and grandma are heartbroken. Disappointed, I went to travel around the world, my father came to China and went to you..."

"puff!"

"Ahem!" Benny, who had been eavesdropping, finally couldn't help interrupting his son's unbearable thoughts.

Cyril recovered her obedience in a second and closed her mouth tightly.

"Son, I think we need to have a good chat after meeting the guests this afternoon. I never knew that I had such a big misunderstanding in your heart." Benny pinched his son's soft ears with a dark face.

Feel good!So he couldn't help pinching again with a sullen face.

Hugging her younger brother Cyril, who couldn't protect his ears, with tears in his eyes. /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

In a small three-story Muggle building on Charing Cross Road, at 2:30 pm, there was a knock on the door on time.

Benny opened the door, followed by Cyril the little tail.

A radiant highlight almost dazzled Cyril's eyes.

Cyril finally found a man who was more airy than his father, no no, aristocratic.

Platinum-blond smooth long hair draped over the shoulders, a raised pointed chin, pale skin, and a silver tunic robe floating in the dark.

"Long time no see, my dear senior." The man held the snake-headed cane in his hands with both hands, greeted arialy, and pulled out a smirk.

"Welcome, Lucius. Flourishing, in fact, you don't need to make such a big battle. People from the Ministry of Magic will definitely have a headache." Benny also returned a smirk, lightly raised his chin, and pointed at the entrance of the small building Three huge and gorgeous carriages stopped one by one.

The carriage was shining golden, each door was inlaid with the words of the Malfoy family, and the afternoon sun was so strong that the reflected light almost blinded Cyril's fox eyes.

"I have paid enough taxes. If this trivial matter can't be dealt with, there is no need for Fudge to stay in this or that position." The wizard named Lucius replied haughtily, and then looked around critically for a week, He continued to speak slowly: "But...it's hard to imagine that the senior chose such a place full of Muggles, and was infected by Severus?"

"Da Yin hides in the world, but that's why I called you here today."

"Oh! Look who this is? Hello little gentleman, my humble Lucius Malfoy, your father's junior. You can call me Lucius. This is my son, Draco, come out and say hello to everyone "Lucius leaned down and greeted Cyril gently, but the tone was completely different from the previous beating, and he pulled out a platinum-blonde bun from behind.

It was only then that Cyril realized that there was another person behind his silver wizard robe - a little boy who looked like 6 or 7 years old.

The same pale skin, short platinum blonde hair, and the same gray-blue eyes as his father.

Recently, the boy who has become more and more controlled by his younger brother is instantly overwhelmed by the white and tender little bun in front of him.

"Hi, nice to meet you, Uncle Lucius." Cyril first greeted Uncle Lucius politely, then turned his head to the little guy next to him: "Is your name Drake? You can call me Xi Brother Riel." Xiriel extended a friendly hand as he spoke.

Draco Baozi puffed his cheeks, looked up at his father, and after getting approval, he walked forward and gently shook hands with Cyril.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Draco Malfoy, you can call me Draco."

The fair bun's face was slightly pink, and Cyril smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Look at the round eyes, the platinum bangs, so cute!

"Cyril, Draco is here to entertain you. I'll have a good chat with your Uncle Lucius." Benny patted his son on the shoulder and led everyone into the living room.

"Then let's go to the garden at the back, I wish you a pleasant chat." Cyril gently took Draco's limp little hand and walked towards the backyard.

Benny took out a bottle of brandy and two wine glasses from the wine cabinet, lifted them up and shook them.

"Have a drink?"

Lucius sat down leisurely and nodded slightly.Holding the wine glass: "Thank you. Are you back completely?"

"Half and half." Benny took a sip and replied indifferently.

"My son is fine."

"I didn't expect you to bring your baby Xiaolong here."

"He should have his own social life, shouldn't he?"

Benny smiled and raised his glass.

"I heard...your son blew up the first floor of the school?" Lucius sipped his wine and laughed.

"One floor? Is that how it's been said? Parkinson will come to me in two days and tell me that my son blew up half of Hogwarts." Benny sneered.

"It's a good thing. Children who are not naughty will not succeed."

"Just a little potion accident. It's a blessing in disguise."

"Congratulations. When will there be a reception at McLean Manor?"

"That's what I'm looking for. The reception is unnecessary. I opened it purely for the convenience of the child's living."

"Oh? I thought you were too happy to leave China."

"To tell you the truth, my friend. Cyril's destined companion is here, and unless his companion walks with him, he will only have more days here in the future."

"Mate of Destiny? I thought... oh! Merlin, I see. What a bloodline."

"uh-huh."

"Why does it feel like you always get lucky by accident?" Lucius' tone was sour, and he no longer put on airs.

"Probably because of... character." Benny replied unceremoniously.

Lucius rolled his eyes in an ungraceful manner, and changed the subject: "Let's talk about Cyril's destined partner, or his destined partner? It doesn't matter, you know what I'm talking about."

"I do not know."

"..."

"Hi! You don't have to stare at me. I really don't know. Jiu'er said that she has some speculations, but the secret must not be leaked." Benny shrugged indifferently.

"Aren't you curious? That's the person your son will be with for the rest of his life. What if Merlin made a joke and betrothed your juicy son to an old and ugly man, or a Squib...or worse... ... Muggles?"

Lucius shook the goosebumps on his arms exaggeratedly, speculating maliciously.

snort!A wife with a strong lineage is amazing!

Having two sons is amazing!

It's amazing for a son to have a destiny partner!

"Tsk. Jealousy makes you crazy and ugly. Junior." Benny didn't feel the slightest fear.

Although five seconds ago, following Lucius' guess, he imagined Cyril holding Filch's arm to announce his marriage to himself, and then his heart broke into dross and scattered all over the floor.

But it must not show on the surface! ! !

The wizard with a normal face gritted his teeth silently in his heart.

Lucius touched his smooth chin anxiously, all topics related to his image deserve attention.

"Is it because Severus stopped providing you with beauty potions recently? Or the side effects of beauty potions have finally appeared, which is a headache." Benny felt that the reply just now was obviously not strong enough, so he added another sentence.

"I think it's because you've had too much contact with Severus recently, and a poisonous tongue is contagious."

"Okay, let's talk about my manor."

"my pleasure."

The garden is another scene.Xi Ruier was holding the cute little platinum bun on the lawn to watch Ping An eat the petals of the Xuan tree.

"what is this?"

"My pet. Safe."

"Pigeon? Pinang?" Draco asked childishly.

"It's not a pigeon...not a betel nut...it's a descendant of Pixiu and Ao. PINGAN is its name."

"Oh. What will it do?" Draco squatted reservedly like Cyril, and watched the slow-moving little pet closely.

"It will bring good luck." Cyril was asked so many times that the answer had become a conditioned reflex.

"Oh. Does it guarantee that I'll get a St. Anpes card for eating chocolate frogs?"

"Emmmm... I'm not sure, but you can try."

Draco's eyes lit up, and he took out a chocolate frog from his interspatial bag.

"Should I let him smell it or lick it or touch it in advance?" Draco asked for peace, and even the address changed from "it" to "he".

"I'm not sure, why don't you put it down and let him smell it first?" Cyril found it more and more interesting to tease the little bun, and kindly encouraged him.

Draco devoutly placed the chocolate frog in front of Ping An, Ping An slowly stretched his neck, sniffed the box in front of him curiously, and finally turned around without interest, and continued to bite his own xuanshu petals.

"Is it alright?" Draco asked confused.

"Pfft. Hmm." Cyril's face was sullen and he agreed.

Why does it feel so consecrated hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Draco looked forward to getting back his chocolate and couldn't wait to open it.

The god Cyril was waiting on the ground, already thinking about drawing out a piece of Dumbledore's words of comfort. (For example: Ping An is not familiar with you yet, you should communicate with him more.)

Draco opened the box, and the chocolate frog jumped out instantly. The boy didn't care about the chocolate he flew away, and pulled out a card from the bottom of the box, and then he was deeply stunned.