HP pure blood glory

As the holidays drew to a close, Louis and Draco received a letter from Hogwarts.

"Sometimes I really admire the delivery owl at Hogwarts." When he saw his envelope, Louis couldn't help sighing, "Even I know about my time at Malfoy Manor."

Most of the new book list is a book called Gilderoy Lockhart, Draco skimmed that book list out of boredom, "Louis!"

Louis looked up from the desk, "What's the matter?"

"How about we go to Knockturn Alley?" Draco said full of hope, "I heard there are many good things there."

Seeing that Louis didn't look interested, the boy rubbed against Louis again and grabbed Louis' arm, "Let's go, I heard that there are a lot of black magic items there, don't you be interested."

Sure enough, seeing Louis's indifferent eyes finally wavering, the boy thought proudly, I know you like black magic.

Indeed, Louis has been interested in black magic since he was a child, which is why he has always thought of himself as a standard Durmstrong. , nothing else matters.

But Hogwarts... Louis stood up, letting Draco hold his arm, and the two of them walked downstairs.

No matter how many times, Louis hated floo powder, especially the feeling of his stomach turning over when he walked through the fireplace, which made him turn pale every time he came out, and he couldn't help throwing himself on himself. Cleansing spell.

Draco's complexion wasn't very good either, and a few locks of his platinum-blond hair, which was usually combed neatly to the back of his head, had fallen out at the moment.The boy, on the other hand, was doing the same thing as Louis - casting a cleansing spell on himself.

Lucius looked at the two boys in the front with some amusement—since the Australian Opaleye incident, his attitude towards Louis was much better, basically the same as that of Draco, and sometimes even better than that of Draco. Laco still wants to indulge.

After the two boys packed themselves up, Lucius said, "You go to Mr. Bokin's supply store and wait for me. You can take a look around, and I'll come over later-remember, don't touch anything."

Louis and Draco nodded obediently, and Lucius said, "Good boy," before striding away.

Mr. Bokin's Supplies Store is on their left, not far ahead.

It was the first time for both Louis and Draco to come to this place, and they were both a little excited. Even Louis couldn't control his eyes from those windows.

His interest in black magic overcame his cleanliness, and those strange instruments, as well as various eyeballs on shelves, blood-stained hats or scepters-all of these undoubtedly showed a new world for the two boys. The world - the world of black magic.

Mr. Borgin's store looked old, the doors were made of glass and joined the windows.On the lintel hung a wooden plaque, on which Mr. Borgin's name was vaguely recognizable.

Louis pushed open the glass door with his dragonskin gloved hand, and Draco walked in behind him.

At the same time, the bell on the door rang.

There was a long human bone on the shelf near the door, Louis felt the strong black magic aura above it, and walked over.Draco was very interested in another withered human hand, he lowered his head slightly, carefully looking at the small golden sign under that human hand.

A few seconds later, the bell rang again at the door, and Louis looked up to see that Lucius had walked in - he didn't know what he did, but his face was even paler.

"Don't touch anything, Draco." He walked across the long museum shelf, leaned against the counter and looked at the items on display, and then reached out and rang the bell on the counter.

Draco withdrew his hand slowly, "I want a present."

"Your gift for this year has been decided, a broom for the competition." Lucius tapped the counter with his hand, and asked Louis, "How about it, Louis, is there anything you like?"

Louis looked back, walked to the counter, and stood about two feet away from Lucius, "No, Uncle Lucius."

Lucius nodded, "There are still many shops on this street, I will take you to have a look later."

Draco walked over angrily and stood beside Louis, "If I'm not a member of the academy team, what's the use of buying a broom - Harry Potter got a Nimbus 2000 last year, Dumbledore authorized him to represent Gryffindor house game - I don't see how he's any good at all - you can ask Louis if you don't believe me."

Lucius was bending over to examine the skulls on a rack next to him.

Louis, who was named, stretched out his hand and patted Draco on the shoulder. The boy looked up at him, but obediently said nothing.

"Louis is much more sensible than you." Lucius turned around, "In my opinion, becoming friends with Louis is your biggest gain this year."

The boy poked Louis in the back, and Louis squeezed the boy's shoulder threateningly.

Then the two boys glanced at each other unconsciously, feeling that their behavior was a bit naive for no reason.

"Ah, Mr. Borgin."

A hunched man appeared behind the counter, pushing back his greasy hair.

Both boys involuntarily took a step back.

"Mr. Malfoy, it's a pleasure to see you again." Mr. Borgin's tone was as oily as his hair. "It's a great honor—oh, this is Master Malfoy? And this—" He squinted He raised his eyes and looked at Louis, and asked a little embarrassedly for a while, "Who is this young master?"

Lucius answered Mr. Bokin's words instead of Louis, "Master of the Meyer family."

"Oh!" exclaimed Mr. Borgin, exclaiming exaggeratedly, and then apologetically, "I'm sorry—I'm so excited—permit me to call you master—I must say that my ancestors had the honor of sharing your The ancestors knew each other."

Lucius looked back at Louis with some surprise.

Louis was also very surprised. He had never heard his ancestors mention the acquaintance in England-but maybe they were too old to forget too many things.Although surprised, the good upbringing over the years made him not show any emotions that he shouldn't have. At least Draco couldn't figure out why Louis could always maintain a calm state.

He nodded slightly, waiting for Mr. Bojin's next words.

Mr. Bokin's excited hands trembled a little. He walked around the counter to Louis and held out his hand.

Louis held out his hand and shook hands calmly (Tim knew how much he hated the social etiquette of nobles).

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Bokin went to a shelf next to the counter.There were quite a few small drawers on this shelf—it had obviously not been wiped for a long time, and when Mr. Borgin opened it, a lot of dust spread in the air.Louis pulled Draco back a step, and then quickly cast a silent spell—the air in front of him suddenly cleared up—well, the spell was successfully reformed.

Lucius stood beside the two boys, also watching Mr. Bokin's movements—he opened a drawer and took out a worn parchment—it was really torn, covered with Traces of folding.

"It's a contract of blood inheritance." Mr. Bojin explained, "I went to Germany once when I was young-but I was helpless and couldn't find the Meyer family. Later... (Speaking of which, he read Glancing at Lucius, swallowing) I didn't expect to see you today!"

Louis glanced at the paper, only a few words could be read - most of them were worn away.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Bojin took out a black box from the side of the paper, and handed it over with some relief, "The contract requires my ancestors to keep this item until he meets the descendant of the Meyer family again. People. Sadly, for over a century, for whatever reason, my ancestors haven't met a single Meyer—until today." His voice was smug, "I've never opened this The box, the key to which is the blood of the Meyer family."

Louis took the box under Lucius' gaze.

At this time, he suddenly felt that something disappeared from his body. At the same time, the worn-out parchment also turned into dots and disappeared without a trace.

Mr. Borgin breathed a sigh of relief.

Louis looked at the black box in front of him, and had a vague premonition—if what Mr. Bokin said was true, then what did the item from a century ago—the contract of blood inheritance—represent?

He didn't intend to open it now, even though Mr. Borgin looked at him longingly.He replied very politely, "Thank you."

Mr. Bokin waved his hands hurriedly. After the most important thing was done, he resumed his identity as a businessman——looking at Lucius with a smile on his face, "Mr. Malfoy, what can I do for you? I I must show you, I just entered today, and the price is very fair—"

"I'm not shopping today, Mr. Borgin, I'm here to sell," said Lucius.

"Sell something?" Mr. Bojin raised his voice, his smile restrained a lot.

"You must have heard that the Ministry has stepped up its search." Lucius did not shy away from Louis when he said this. He took out a roll of parchment from the inner pocket of his clothes, unfolded it and handed it to Mr. Bokin .

"Look at the list—if the Ministry comes—ah—it's always a little inconvenient."

Mr. Borgin took a pair of pince-nez from the counter next to him and put them on. "You don't want to disturb you when you come to the Ministry, sir?"

Lucius curled his lips, "I haven't been here yet, Malfoy's name still has some prestige, but the Ministry is getting more and more nosy, and it is said that a "Muggle Protection Act" will be introduced——Don't think about it That scruffy Arthur, he's always been very close to those Muggles."

The author has something to say:

Today is Valentine's Day... I originally planned to post the manuscript directly, but then I thought about how can I not post something special on such a meaningful moment as Valentine's Day?As a proper single dog, the king who has nothing to do on Valentine's Day for a day...even I despise myself...so I climbed up to write a short story...Anyway, people like you who have a relationship don't have much time to read it Novel right~

20 minutes later...

Sure enough, I still post a chapter normally...

Secretly tell you, there will be a turning point in the relationship between Xiao Shou and Xiao Gong tomorrow~~~~~~