HP Systematic Seaver

A funnel, the bottom of the funnel is very narrow, the water vapor distilled from the beaker condenses on the glass tube, and finally slowly leaks out drop by drop from the funnel into a small bottle.

There is a refreshing fragrance throughout the lab.

Tobias sniffled, his son is a genius, this must be a new invention.He asked his son, "What the hell is this?"

Little Sif didn't answer him, but carefully opened the big beaker on the alcohol lamp, picked up a few flowers with tweezers and threw them into the cup, and then increased the flame of the alcohol lamp. Tobia watched the flowers float in the beaker. Boiling in water, the petals stretch out, and the color of Gududu seems to be more coquettish.

The son's unfathomable eyes reflected the flames and the beaker, standing in the darkness intently.Tobia shivered and boiled fresh flower soup. Maybe science is just so difficult to understand.He asked again, "What are you doing?"

Little Sif didn't turn his head, he was paying attention to the changes and steam of the flowers, he said: "Go out first, I'm busy." The tone was undeniable.

Tobia's father obeyed almost reflexively. He stood up and walked to the door, only to feel that something was wrong, so he stopped.He turned his head to speak.But his son didn't even turn his head. He picked up a book beside him and threw it over quickly. The book hit his arm. Tobia grabbed the book, opened the door to the living room, and sat on the sofa to read it. stand up.

"Essential oil is a volatile aromatic substance extracted from the flowers, leaves, stems, roots or fruits of plants. It is an important product in industries such as perfume, seasoning, and cosmetics, as well as the main raw material for aromatherapy."

Tobias pondered, looking very good, it seems like fruit wine is almost beauty and health care, after selling fruit wine for a few months, Tobia has realized that this industry is quite promising.

Tobia asked, "Son, how do you use this essential oil?"

The son replied impatiently in the cellar: "Light it up and smoke it, apply it on the skin, and eat it."

Tobia wrote it down, and then looked at the book in his hand.

That night, the brand-new advertising paper was handed over to Creevey. Creevey picked it up and went directly to a big hotel without saying a word, to meet an acquaintance, the number one chess girl there.

This girl played poker with her husband and wife full-time in a big hotel, and her skills were superb, but it was a pity that she stayed up late every day and ended up with insomnia day and night.I felt better after drinking the fruit wine a few days ago.She immediately took Creevey to her box. After a while, the little Creevey left the hotel empty-handed. This night when the chess and card girl was sleeping, she took out a small bottle and lit some essential oils. Huaxiangli fell asleep very quickly.

When she got up the next day, the girl felt that she had not been so buoyant in decades. She was in a good mood, so she introduced this essential oil to several wives who came to play cards at the poker table at night. The energy was low, so the small bottles gradually flowed from the girl's small bag into all kinds of exquisite small bags of the wives. The wives lighted essential oils at night and had a good night's dream, and they went back to find the girls to buy in large quantities.

Little Creevey came to the Grand Hotel again and brought a huge order.

Little Sif once again immersed himself in the laboratory, refining the essence day and night.

The system looked at his little master's black eyes, which always glowed faintly when he looked at the stirring rod or the beaker. He seemed very excited. He even felt some kind of passion bursting out. The system carefully analyzed it, and it felt like Edison Looking at the electric light, Newton looked at the apple, Einstein looked at the sky, but the little master looked at the stirring rod to figure out what was going on.

The system said to itself: "Stirring stick, does the little master want to be the master of the spoon in the future?"

The great god expressed his numbness to this, and the system's guessing will never be reliable.

Little Sif lives a contented life every day.He was fascinated by the big bubbling beaker, the ticking funnel and the wonderful rising smoke on the test bench.

But sometimes he also felt that something was missing, these rising smoke and changing steam seemed not enough, he expected something more wonderful and fascinating, but he didn't know what it was.

But so far he's enjoying himself every day.

The author has something to say: Hogwarts Castle, first year Potions lesson

Slughorn: Boys, you are going into a very difficult field, very difficult.

The children all looked up in awe.

Prof. Slughorn: Now we're starting the scabies potion.

After a few minutes

Slughorn pointed at a child with trembling fingers: You did, you did, you did it.

Little Sif: Yes, Mr. Professor.

Slughorn: Impossible, now tell me how to chop the herbs.

Little Sif is proficient in handling herbs, how could he not be proficient in cutting countless sandwiches when he worked in the kitchen back then.

Professor Slughorn: Impossible, stir the slime now.

Little Xifu skillfully mixed the slime, how many seasonings he had adjusted in the past.

Slughorn: No, you're only in first grade, now show me how to distill slugs.

Little Sif began to demonstrate. When he was rushing to order, he was making fruit wine and perfume day and night.

Slughorn covered his face: How could you.Now make another crucible

Little Sif looked bewildered, it shouldn't be too easy to control the heat.I used it when I went to the kitchen to help make the soup.

Slughorn struggles: make this potion now.Very complicated.

Little Sif finished as fast as he could.His years of experience are comparable to a master.

Slughorn ran away in tears.

Professor Slughorn: "Dumbledore, I'm resigning."

Dumbledore was puzzled: "Horace, you are the best potions master in this industry, where do you want me to find one?"

Slughorn pointed to the bewildered little boy.

☆, lifting the ban

Until one day, Tobia suddenly realized a problem.

That is, his son seems to have never gone out these days, staying at home all day except for the bedroom and the laboratory, and the more serious problem is that little Sif seems to be very adapted to this, he doesn't seem to feel it at all irritable.

He doesn't want to go out.

Tobia felt that the problem was serious. Why did some children seem to want to go out? Don't all the children want to go out to play all day long.

Could it be abnormal.

Tobia began to blame himself. At first, he saw his son not coming home all night, so he set the door control. Who knows that it has reached the point where the child is not allowed to go out. He thinks he has to do something.

So on this day, Tobia knocked on the door of the laboratory: "Sev, follow me to the park."

No one cares.

So he continued his efforts: "Sev, that's the park at the crossroads where our house went."

No one cares.

"Let's go play on the swing."

When someone finally spoke, Seaver said, "I used to go there a lot, and Lily was on the swing, no."

Tobia continued to coax: "Sev, it's very beautiful there."

"I used to go there a lot, when you were drinking, and I slept there in the middle of the night, often behind the bushes," Sif said.

Tobia shut up, mentioned the past, and he left resentfully.

Tobias continued his efforts the next day.He knocked on the cellar door.

"Let's go to the market."

Sif: "I am very familiar with all the surrounding markets. Last year, I went to work." He listed all the surrounding markets skillfully.

Tobias failed again.

On the third day, Tobia continued: "Sev, let's go to the playground."

Sev ignored him this time.

It wasn't until Mr. Evans brought baseball tickets that Snape and his son finally went out.Mr. Evans is a fan, and this time he took his children to watch the game with great enthusiasm.

He brought small flags, jerseys, hats, tambourine bells, and an excited Lily. Lily jumped into the cellar wearing a ball cap and a jersey. For many days, Sif was dragged up by the drag.

Sev had a gloomy face, but he didn't refute. He got into Mr. Evans' car, holding the cake baked by Penny in his hand, and came to the stadium with a dreamy expression.

Fortunately, old Snape himself was not keen on the game, at least he couldn't empathize with the Evans father and daughter who were so excited and loudly shouting and jumping. Old Mr. Snape sat with his arms folded, thinking that watching the game like this Very relaxed, he glanced sideways at Mr. Evans who was waving the flag, disapprovingly.I looked at the bouncing Lily again, and felt that this little girl was too lively. If she had time to get in touch with her son, it might improve his son's silence.Petunia sits in the middle, on one side are the excited Mr. Evans and Lily, who are moving and shouting, and on the other side of her is Snape and his son who are sitting quietly, both of them have serious faces Kong, thoughtful.Petunia looked around, then lowered her head and continued to read the gossip magazine in her hand.

Everyone is happy when a game is over, especially Mr. Snape and Mr. Evans.On the one hand, Mr. Evans was happy to finally take little Sif to watch a football game. On the other hand, he found that his nine-year-old daughter had inherited his enthusiasm for sports.Lily grew up gradually, no longer a little girl watching fairy tales at the stadium, she became a little fan.Mr. Evans grinned. Finally, one of his children inherited his hobbies, which is a lifelong comfort.

Mr. Snape had another thought. During the game just now, through thinking, he finally thought of a solution to his son's deep-rooted refusal to go out.He decided to give it a try tomorrow.

So early in the morning, Sif opened the book to read and was about to study. Tobia walked in with an order in his hand: "Son, the orders in these bars have expired, please ask them to continue." No, let them sign."

Little Sif looked at the books on the table, then at the cellar laboratory, as if he was thinking, then he stretched out his hand: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Tobia laughed in his heart. He knew that his son was too hardworking. If he was asked to go out to play, he would definitely not go out, but if he was asked to go out to work, he would go out soon.

Tobia quickly opened the closet, took out a new set of children's clothes, and then took out the prepared biscuits, jam and bread from behind, and finally enough change. He watched his son go out with a basket of flowers, and he couldn't help it. Advice from the host: "Don't worry, walk around, the sun is very sunny today, remember to find a chair in the park to sit down while eating, don't come back in a hurry."

So in the spring, little Sif held a flower basket and stood on the street again. It had been two months since he went out last time. Little Sif was wearing new clothes, his face was rosy and his cheeks were bulging, and his head had grown several inches. He looked ahead, suddenly a little confused where he should go.

Little Sif stood at the intersection, he looked around, where should he go.The system is also thinking about this problem. Originally, the business in Alphard has been successful, but now after such a long time, it probably won't happen.Fruit wine has Creevey running, and the little master seems to be really fine.

So under the sun, little Sev wandered around and started to walk casually.I first went to the few bars that Tobia mentioned, got back the signed order, and then continued to walk aimlessly.

As he walked, little Sif realized that he had unknowingly walked into an unfamiliar place, and the surrounding shops seemed to have never been seen before.

He looked at a bar that didn't have their cider in it.So little Sif took out a leaflet promoting Toby's health care and went straight in.

A few minutes later, he got an order.

Little Sif found something to do, and he went forward, taking orders in every bar.This area is far away from Spider's End Alley, and most of them haven't had time to order fruit wine, so little Sif is full of enthusiasm and starts to act.

Walking and walking, passing through bars, little Sif stopped outside a small bar.

Looking at it from the system, I think it’s okay not to go to this bar. This bar is in a deep alley, and it is small, dark and old.You can't even see the inside from the outside.The system feels that it can't make much money.

Sev went in anyway.Although this bar does look like it's not making much money.

The system agreed, and he said, the name of this bar is really bad, what is the name, and why is it called such a crappy name.Listen to what this is, broken can bar.

The master was too lazy to be surprised, he said in his heart, this is the Leaky Cauldron.

That afternoon, at the age of nine, little Sif walked into the famous Leaky Cauldron by himself.

As soon as he entered the door, little Sif felt strange. The inside of the bar was as dark and small as the outside, and no one cleaned it, but there were still many people inside.Little Sif took a look quietly, and found that none of them seemed to be normal people.

They were all cloaked and sat in the dark, with their heads bowed and their faces hidden behind hoods.

Why does it look so dangerous.Little Sif stopped.

At this time, several witches sitting inside looked at this side, and the system was relieved. They looked very ordinary, and their faces were not vicious. When a woman stood up, Sif was surprised to find that this elderly woman was wearing an emerald green dress. robe, with a blue cloak.It looks weird.Little Sev noticed that the people here were all wearing cloaks and robes, and he began to wonder what they were for.

At this time, the group of people stood up, and Little Sev thought they were going out, but they actually walked through the front desk, walked out through the back door, and then no one came back.

Little Sif looked at the back door, and there was something wrong.

At this time, the owner of the front desk of the bar saw Sif standing at the door.He knocked on the pipe, revealing a mouth with two or three yellow teeth left, and then called out: "Little boy, why are you standing there, come here quickly, is there anything Old Tom can do for you."

Little Sif cautiously approached, took out a piece of advertising paper, and handed it to Old Tom, who was still looking around.

Old Tom took a puff of cigarette. He looked at the advertising paper and smoked his mouth creakingly. He said, "Fruit wine, that sounds very interesting." On the advertising paper: "Little boy, does your wine really have more than 100 flavors? Almost all fruits can be made into wine."

Little Sif looked at him, then nodded.

Excitement flashed in Old Tom's eyes: "It's so interesting. There are more than 100 kinds of fruit wines. Isn't it Bibi Duowei Beans that have so many flavors? Your wine can be called Bibi Duowei Wine." Old Tom flipped through the advertisement. , he continued to ask: "Is there any special taste?"

Little Sif still looked into his eyes, and he shook his head: "I don't know what a special taste is."

Old Tom was very interested: "For example, it tastes like earwax, booger, eye droppings, dragon dung, stinky shoes, and flies."

Little Sif looked at Old Tom and found that he was serious, so he immediately thought to retreat at the door, this person must have mental problems.

Old Tom didn't find anything wrong, he continued to read the advertisement, maybe because there was no Muggle picture on the advertisement paper, and it was taken by a little wizard, he didn't realize that it was actually Muggle fruit wine.He looked at it and decided to try it, so he beckoned: "Kid, did you bring this kind of wine that sounds good. I want to try it."

Little Sif looked at Old Tom and felt that he might be abnormal but not too dangerous, so he walked over carefully, took a few small bottles from the basket and put them on the bar.

Old Tom looked at several bottles, all of different colors and scents. He picked it up and looked at it, and suddenly said: "Is this wine, kid, if you need to sell potions, please go in first."

These small bottles are bright and transparent in color, giving Old Tom the feeling that they should be potions.So he continued to say: "There is a pharmacy first, they will be interested." Old Tom said and saw that the child with his head up seemed to be under eight or nine years old, so he stopped and said to himself: " Forget it, how is it possible, of course such a young child is not selling medicine." He picked up a small bottle and looked at it seriously.

Little Sev leaned over to the bar, he was too low and had to extend his arms to explain: "This pale yellow is apple cider, purple plum cider. Pink is cherry cider, green is papaya cider, and gold is pear cider. This is .”

Old Tom unscrewed the cap of the cider strangely, poured it out and tasted it with the tip of his tongue, and then his eyes lit up. It was indeed cider, but it was clearer and mellower than other ciders, with a fragrant taste.Old Tom drank it down, and said, "That's a fine drink."

His toothless mouth moved closer to little Sif, and placed an order.Another deal closed.

Old Tom placed the new wine on the cabinet in satisfaction, then he bent down and looked at the child: "Are you interested in playing in the back, little boy?"

Sev didn't quite know what he meant, the bar looked very strange, and he thought it best to be cautious.So he said no.

Old Tom was in a good mood, so he said again: "Children, there are not many opportunities, and you probably haven't been there at such a young age."

Little Sif still didn't understand, so he said, "What's behind it."

Old Tom looked at him in surprise, didn't he know, it was impossible, then how did the boy get here.

So he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Diagon Alley."

Little Sif thought for a while, this place seems to have been mentioned before.

The more I think about it, the more familiar I am.Little Sev thought hard.Suddenly he remembered.

My mother once said that the entrance to the wizarding world is on the wall behind a bar, which is Diagon Alley.

Only then did he realize what the bar was called just now.

Seems like this is the Leaky Cauldron.

Little Sif was stunned by his discovery.

He looked around, so this was the entrance to the wizarding world, and this was the Leaky Cauldron, which all wizards knew.

As a famous bar, this place is too shabby.Sev looked at the corridor leading to the back door. Is this the wizarding world? As a wizard, he found the entrance to the wizarding world for the first time.Sev was caught in a decision, whether to go or not.

☆, Diagon Alley Home

In the afternoon of this day, the green flames of the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron Bar outside Diagon Alley rose, and several wizards came out.

Old Tom didn't even raise his eyes on the bar counter. This was originally the passage to enter the magical world.Many wizards come and go every day.

The green flames rose again, and then several wizards came out. Old Tom looked up, and then he showed a slightly surprised look.

The wizards sat down and ordered a glass of wine.

One of them looked at the dark environment, the dirty tables and chairs, and showed a dissatisfied expression. He sat stiffly, trying his best to minimize the contact of his shiny robe with the tables and chairs, while the other sitting beside him Looking at the whiskey with interest.The boy sitting across from them looked even smaller, his head down, lost in thought.

Old Tom was a little strange.

The three wizards are all young, no more than 16 years old. Shouldn't they be in Hogwarts at this time?

All three boys had hoods on, and Old Tom didn't see who they were.

Then a boy picked up the whiskey and drank it.Another also raised his glass.

The stern and restrained boy spoke, his voice board dull: "Wizards and witches under the age of 16 do not, by law, drink this whiskey on purpose."

Another boy took a swig: "Barty, you're always so boring, don't talk like that, it's hard for us to get out."

Batty sat up straighter, and he moved the wine glass to the opposite side, acting like a machine.

The last boy spoke in a soft voice: "Evan, Batty is the same as his father, their family always loves rules like this."

Evan said vaguely: "Who doesn't know, the old guy Batty has learned more than 200 languages."

He picked up his glass and took a sip.

Old Tom listened and guessed who the boy was, Evan Rozier, heir to the Rozier family.The in-laws of the Black family, the young master of a big family.Why did this young master come to the Leaky Cauldron now?

The last boy tried to keep his robe from touching the table and chairs, and he continued: "Well, our little Barty is so similar to his father, don't you think our Barty will be a star of tomorrow .”

The boy Batty and the boy Evan stopped talking, and the last boy sat gracefully, picked up the cup, gathered his robe with his hands, and pulled out a lock of hair under the hood.

Platinum hair streaked brilliantly across his black cloak.

Old Tom immediately determined that this should be the heir of the Malfoy family, the son of Abraxas Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy.

Old Tom looked at little Malfoy with some interest. This young man seemed to be 13 years old this year, and his father had already entered the flowers and grasses at this age. Old Tom was thinking about old Malfoy in his heart. A kind of legend, and then look forward to the 13-year-old Malfoy creating a new record.It is said that this child looks very much like old Malfoy.

Lucius was patiently drinking whiskey in the dilapidated bar.

Old Tom looked at the group of truant boys with interest.

At this time, the door of the bar opened and a person walked in.

Lucius was shaking the whiskey boredly, when he suddenly saw someone coming, he was refreshed, his gray eyes rolled and fixed on the black figure.He looks at the man.

He suddenly felt that it was a bit interesting to come to this broken bar today.

He looked at the man in the black cloak with interest. Although he was wearing a black hood to cover his head so he couldn't see his face at all, he just felt that there should be a man worth knowing under the cloak. .

He watched the man in the black cloak walk towards the bar, his walking was inexplicably elegant, and his behavior seemed to be of extraordinary origin.

He felt more and more that this person might be worth dating.

Lucius sat up straight, looking at the figure in the black cloak.

He trusted his instincts.

But the figure in the black cloak seemed unable to spot him, and walked over to Old Tom, and the two went to the backyard.

Lucius turned his head and looked at the back door, what were they doing, who was that person, he stood up and walked back, the boy Batty and the boy Evan followed him.

At the wall in the backyard, old Tom drew out his wand and tapped the correct number of bricks, and the bricks on the wall swung to reveal a hole.

Old Tom grinned his toothless mouth and said to the little wizard with a smile, "Welcome to Diagon Alley."

Little Sif took a deep breath and walked in.

He entered the wizarding world for the first time.

Diagon Alley is a winding alley paved with gravel, surrounded by various shops.In the distance were the white vaults of Gringotts and the black winding streets of Knockturn Alley.Little Sif was standing at the entrance of Diagon Alley. He stood still, looking around with interest in his eyes, trying to show his usual expression, even though his heart was beating fast.

This is the magical world, little Sif cautiously raised his feet, and walked towards the magical world.He surveyed the surrounding shops.

He first saw a pet store, where brightly colored snails were slowly crawling towards them in the window, and a fat rabbit kept changing into a bowler hat and back again. Little Sev looked at it and continued to move forward. There were a lot of brooms hanging in the shop in front of it. It seemed that his mother had said that she could ride a broom. Little Sif looked at the brooms around him strangely. It seemed that riding naked must be very uncomfortable.He continued to walk forward, and a young lady stood inside wearing a purple robe, and there were all kinds of exquisite wizard robes on the surrounding walls.The lady smiled kindly at him.Little Sif paused, and walked forward quickly with a blank expression.

This is the world of wizards. My mother said that I am a little wizard, so I am destined to belong to this world. Then how about this world? Little Sif looked around, it was a wonderful place, he felt the existence of magic.

He asked the system: "What do you think?"

The great god looked around silently, and came to Diagon Alley, which is really a famous place.He looked at the system and found that the current state of the system was particularly wrong.The entire interface and windows of the system are shaking with excitement, and various data are jumping up and down, as if it is about to crash.

God is a little worried.

So he gently asked and answered: "System, what's the problem?"

The system's window continued to vibrate, and his various programs ran quickly, and then suddenly the window burst into light.

The great god was stimulated by the energy riot, but he almost crashed himself.He finally managed to keep himself intact, and then he yelled: "What's wrong with the system?"

The system didn't answer him, but said excitedly: "I should have known."

Great God: "What do you know?" You didn't even figure out which world you were in.

The system continued: "I already knew that I was going in the wrong direction."

Great God: "Congratulations, you finally found out."

System: "It turns out that my mission is still there, and this is the home field of Zhai Dou and Gong Dou."

"What." The Great God fell down.

The system said excitedly: "It turns out that I felt that there was a problem all the time. It was not a lie. In fact, I was looking in the wrong direction. It is not there. This is the home field."

The system gesticulates: "That's why so many things went wrong before me, but here is the right one. So, my protagonist has not yet entered the home court. The little concubine is still living in the remote mountains and rural areas, so how can there be house fights. This is the arena."

The system turned on his instrument, and various machines in the space began to emit smoke, glow and rotate. The system first turned on the rich second-generation scanner, and the machine turned around and then reported: "The rich second generation was found in the northeast, and the official second was found in the south. In the south, the second generation of authority and the third generation are approaching. Special reminder, the second generation of rich officials, the second generation of power, the second generation of teaching, and the second generation of education are rich."

If the system is satisfied, there must be fighting where there is wealth. All kinds of fighting for money, enjoying flowers and drinking tea, being jealous of sourness, fighting openly and secretly, just thinking about it makes people excited.

He turned on another machine, the Family Scanner.The machine's detection port turned around, and then a mechanical voice said: "The structure is complex, continue to search."

The system asked: "For the time being, tell me if there is a particularly strict and multi-level structure here, such as many levels of titles or several people in power."

The machine spit out a report: "The social structure is extremely strict. In addition to the difference between the rich and the poor, there is also the difference in titles. The society is divided into many closed groups. There are four major groups classified from childhood, and there are particularly strict racial discrimination. "

The system smiled with satisfaction. The stricter the hierarchy, the more intense the palace fights. I didn’t see that the earliest palace fights were Zhaoyi and then the queen. After that, Zhen Huan was carefully graded. There are dozens of levels up to noble concubine and noble concubine, and there are half levels in the middle according to whether there is a title. Even the queen can have the sub-level of imperial concubine.So the palace fight was extremely fierce.Therefore, the stricter the society, the more exciting plots there will be.

The system has started to plan. In this society, there are first class differences, then there are levels of wealth and poverty, and there is even racial discrimination. For so long, it means that his little master can play grassroots counterattack, turn over a concubine, get rich, and play Racial liberation, no matter how you fight, there is a target.

The system geared up and then opened the third machine, the big boss locker.The machine beeped, and then screamed fiercely: "Help, the big boss is too powerful." The system took out the upgrade disk and upgraded the big boss locker, but the machine refused to work, so the system had to sacrifice the big boss bought with a lot of money. Scan for terminal clients.The machine shook and scanned, and then spit out a report: "Existing big bosses, one on the tower in the northeast, one in the castle in the northwest, and one in the southeast of London."

The system thought about it, there are three big bosses, he asked the big boss scanning terminal, usually one big boss is enough in a world, why there are three here, the big boss scanning terminal replied: "Three big bosses are not many, my data tells The time and space of my world is trying its best to create a big boss who will appear in the future, the savior of the White Dao, and there used to be many big bosses in this world."

The system is strange: "Many big bosses.

The big boss terminal said: "Hundreds of years ago, there were four big bosses in this world, and my data tells me that they once existed.

The system smacks its lips, the four big bosses, that world must be full of wars and the people are in dire straits, fighting all day long, life in this world is indeed not easy.He asked the big boss to scan the client: "How many big bosses will there be in the future."

The big boss scanned the terminal client and replied cautiously: "Time and Space told me that the world is working hard to create a historical trend, and in the future there will be a desperate struggle between black and white."

The system nodded, a lot of plots flashed through his mind, and finally locked on the battle between the two bosses. In a society with a strict hierarchy, daboss struggles represent countless incredible opportunities. The story of soaring upwards, breaking the rules and finally standing on a high place.It's wonderful.

The system is excited.

At this time, little Sif was standing in Diagon Alley, looking at the surrounding shops, with curiosity and joy in his eyes, he asked the system: "What do you think?"

Finally the system answered him: "Little master, this place is really nice."

Little Sif smiled.

They walked through the shops in Diagon Alley.The more I look at the system, the more I feel that I feel right.

He suddenly said: "Little master, we want to come here often.

☆, Lucius the Chant

Lucius Malfoy brought the two of them to Diagon Alley, but he didn't see the figure in the black hood. He stood there looking around, thinking about what that man and Old Tom were doing, and why Old Tom wanted to Send him in personally, who the hell is he.

It's just that little Sif doesn't have a wand yet.

But to Lucius it looked like old Tom was doing something secret with a stranger.

The stranger looked really strange.Lucius thought carefully.

The heir to the Malfoy family is a quick-witted 13-year-old who feels it is his duty to spare every available resource in the wizarding world, including learning about a mysterious man in a black cloak whom the owner of the Leaky Cauldron personally greets him. young people.

In the past two months, little Sif has eaten and slept well every day, and he has grown so tall that he is almost a young man in a black cloak, so it is no wonder that Lucius thinks it is complicated.

At this time, Evan had already walked away. He walked towards the pet store. Lucius said helplessly, "It's another gift for your little cousin." Evan nodded and hurried to the owl store.Boy Batty followed him.

Lucius looked at Evan, the heir of the Rozier family. His aunt, the Rozier daughter of the previous generation, married the second young master of the Black family and gave birth to three girls, all of whom were the best pure-blood marriage partners. , Lucius thought of Miss Bella, the eldest daughter of the Black family, the eldest daughter of the top family, representing the most noble marriage, it is said that he and Rudolph are their targets, but Dad said that the last time the Black family had a party, the Black family The Second Lady hinted that Bella and Rudolph were dancing, and it appears to be set.

Lucius was not sorry, Bella's girl's temper was definitely not his favorite, but he liked the wealth and status that Bella represented. After all, Malfoy did not compete with Lestrange, and his father was very disappointed.

There are also two young ladies in the Black family, but according to the medieval tradition of giving priority to the eldest daughter, the status and wealth brought by the marriage of the two young ladies are not comparable to the eldest daughter Bella, Lucius is not interested in this.Lucius thought, maybe the second lady, Andromeda, would do just fine, but she has brown hair, and the third lady with blond hair, that child is only in the first grade this year, and she is still a childish mess.