[Comprehensive British and American] The owner is not good

"It seems that what you are going to do is very dangerous!" Dana's tone was very calm. To be honest, this blond man was very strange from the moment he came in.

Always look around with scrutiny, no, that kind of look is not so much observation as vigilance, alert to all kinds of dangers that may appear in this yard.

"Sorry, I have no comment." Pursing his lips, Abraxas could only say this. On the contrary, his originally fair complexion became paler to transparent.

"I'm not interested in knowing this either." Dana said impatiently, and then he eased his tone when he saw the paler face of the other party——

"I just want to know whether that guy is dead or alive. Besides, even you put your son with me, everyone knows that you must have encountered problems."

Abraxas's face became more and more embarrassing, and he couldn't help but squeeze the snake-headed cane tightly. The veins were hidden in his beautifully shaped arms, and even Dana couldn't help crying for him.

Picking up the teacup on the table, he took a sip, the fragrant and slightly bitter hot flow flowed from his throat to his stomach, and a faint sweet aftertaste spread in his mouth.

"I've accepted your son, go back and tell your master, tell him to either never come back for the rest of his life, or wash his neck and wait for me."

Dana's black eyes narrowed slightly, showing a frightening expression, the shopkeeper has made up his mind this time, and is ready to punish the brat.

"——Yes!" As expected of the leader of the Slytherin nobles in the wizarding world, Abu was still fearless in the face of such an oppressive environment, but his silver-gray eyes flashed a little light, and then continued to remain silent.

Dana glanced at the other party, feeling his head hurting again, not knowing why his apprentice, this subordinate, was so out of his mind, he waved at the next platinum-blond haired man like chasing flies.

"Mr. Malfoy, please follow me." Hannibal, who had been silent all this time, came out from the shadow of the room, and said to Abraxas politely.

With one hand resting on his chest, the other hand was in the opposite direction when he came in. The perfectly shaped waist was wrapped in the shirt, and gently bent down in a just right arc.

"Thank you very much." Abraxas breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally passed this test, only to find that his back was drenched in cold sweat.

He followed Hannibal's footsteps, watching the former lightly press the hidden button invisible to the naked eye, a door suddenly appeared in the room, and the door was moved sideways, revealing an invisible end alley.

The long wall of stone bricks, winding and slowly submerged in the darkness, the sky is full of stars, which is a rare good weather in London at night. Abraxas knew this alley. I saw a lot of cats gathering here, and even the clerk was feeding the leftover materials. I didn't expect the room to lead here.

He looked back at the direction he came from, the wooden door blocked his gaze, a flash of determination flashed in his silver-gray eyes, and he left without looking back.

Step by step, he walked along the stone bricks to the depths of the alley. The snake-headed staff hit the floor and made a dull sound of knocking. The man's back was straight, his steps were graceful, and he was not in a hurry. Finally, his back disappeared into the darkness.

Dana signaled Hannibal to close the door. It will be deep winter soon. At this moment, the wind is blowing in from the outside, and the chill can penetrate into the bones of people. Even with internal strength, he can't stand it.

When Hannibal retreated into the room, pressed the hidden button, and everything was back to normal, the man sitting at the top said a word.

"Hannibal, did I make a mistake in my education?" The shopkeeper, who has always been tough, asked people his doubts for the first time, and the depths of his gray-blue eyes were full of confusion.

"——In order to express their "extraordinary", children tend to have a critical attitude towards everything. It is precisely because they feel or worry that the outside world ignores their independent existence that rebellious psychology arises. Means and methods to establish the equal status of "self" and the outside world." Hannibal calmly found a seat, and then threw out a long paragraph.

He looked at Dana's confused expression, slightly bent the corners of his lips, and then continued: "This is the so-called rebellious period."

"The rebellious period?" Dana chanted the words Hannibal just said, and his inner doubts grew.

"Yes, the rebellious period, every child needs to go through this period." Hannibal said a lot without guilt, and he didn't feel the guilt of deceiving others in his heart. When he thought about it, he became more and more confused when he saw the other party. When the expression on his face turned, an unknown part of his heart moved slightly.

The longing deepened involuntarily.

"Does that mean my education is correct?" Probably because Hannibal looks extremely professional now, and this is the first time that Dana needs to ask others for verification so urgently.

Usually, he firmly believed in his own judgment, and never gave others a feeling of weakness. Today, I don't know if Tom Riddle's reluctance to come back gave him a blow, and he has softened a lot.

A successful hunter never misses every weakness of his prey.

When Hannibal Abraxas, a heart doctor, entered this room, he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his nominal store manager. Of course, he was happy with this change, and even pushed the boat along the way intentionally or unintentionally. a handful.

"Of course, as the new generation leader of the wizarding world, Little Tom has even accepted aristocrats like Mr. Abraxas as his subordinates. We also know from Lucius that his achievements are not low. This is obviously due to Your 'education'." With gray-brown eyes that were bottomless, Hannibal coaxed the lost youth.

I don't know if the wine in the morning played a role, or because of the cold wind, Dana felt dizzy in his head, and the only impression he had was those gray-brown eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"I think maybe we can continue to discuss issues related to education. You must have some doubts in your heart, don't you?" Hannibal approached Dana Lawrence and held the latter's left hand, with a flicker of madness on his face , he took a deep breath and returned to his polite appearance.

Dana Lawrence didn't speak, maybe he couldn't speak, maybe his mind had been taken away by the eyes in front of him, in short, he stood up as if he lost his soul.

Waddlingly followed Hannibal's footsteps to the next room.

"Please be careful of the steps." Hannibal carefully took the other's hand, and at this moment he was like a real gentleman.

"Squeak!" With a sound, the door was closed, and Hannibal turned back to the door——

"Shh!"

He lightly raised his fingers, and shook the platinum-colored little noble who was watching all this not far away, exuding a creepy aura all over his body.

Lucius stared wide-eyed as the gentlemanly black-haired man brought the shopkeeper into a room during the day, and when his intuition told him to leave, he was discovered by the other party.

He couldn't even move when he saw those eyes.

There is only a strange smile on the corner of the other party's lips and the last mouth shape in front of him.

— good boy

The door was closed, and he was also limp on the ground. He could barely support himself from passing out by leaning on the wall.

"Lucius?" A puzzled voice came from behind him, Severus hugged his hat, and when he saw his little friend sitting on the ground, he was stunned and spoke a little worriedly.

Is it because I miss my father?

Severus thought so from the bottom of his heart, and he would always be like this when his father put him in Uncle Shire's place, staying alone in the room and closing the door tightly.

"It's nothing, by the way, Sev, didn't you want to show me your materials?" Lucius forced a smile, but it was a pity that he was not convincing on his pale face.

Sev is a very sweet little angel. This sentence has been approved by all Sherlock Holmes. He can always make you feel caring in unexpected places.

Now Lucius is the first outsider who is lucky enough to try this treatment.

Severus came to Lucius, stretched out his little hand, held Lucius' hand and walked to his room.

"Do you need some dessert?" The little guy asked very thoughtfully.

Mike said that sweets are the most beautiful things in the world. Since Lucius is so afraid, then give him all of Mike's desserts.

The little wizard secretly made up his mind, but he didn't know how Holmes would feel when he was waiting for his nephew to deliver the meal tomorrow. I'm afraid he had the idea of ​​destroying the wizarding world.