HP Systematic Seaver

He looked at Evan, who was picking out animals in a pet shop, and he was picking out gifts for his little cousin, and Evan was always on good terms with his little cousin.

Lucius felt that he understood that the second Mrs. Black would of course expect a daughter to marry back to her natal family. Among them, the most suitable one was the youngest daughter with the lowest inheritance right and who might escape the marriage. Third Miss Black, Evan's little cousin .

Lucius looked at Evan, such a small girl, whom Evan liked so much, he recalled that child, a little girl with blond hair and wearing a first-grade school uniform, she felt okay but not outstanding, she was an obedient little lady.It seems like her older sister calls her Sissy's little sister.

Lucius recalled that he didn't pay much attention to that girl before, maybe he could pay a little more attention in the future, after all, Malfoy and Black are also friends from generation to generation.

Lucius watched Evan walk into the pet shop, went straight to the pink plush rabbit and plush which girls like, pulled over the boy Barty, and walked slowly before walking with the child.

Lucius took the boy Batty for a stroll in Diagon Alley. He asked Batty Jr., "Would you like some ice cream? The best ice cream comes from Fromm's."

Little Barty looked up, and he shook his head hesitantly: "Dad said, you can't eat ice cream." Lucius clicked his tongue, Old Barty is really a rigid and boring guy, let's see how his son has been educated Yes, at a young age.He thought so much about going, but his feet slowed down, and he walked around the street carefully with little Batty.

At this time, little Sif had already wandered around Diagon Alley, looked at the white roof of Gringotts, and then turned back, until he reached the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron.This is a magical world, these shops are very magical, little Sif looked at everything with great interest.

But gradually, the fun is disappearing. First of all, little Sev has neither money nor shopping plans, so it is easy to get bored in a shopping street, not to mention little Sev looked around.

Why did he feel a little strange? Mom said that this is the shopping street in the wizarding world, the only shopping street.

But, little Sif thought, why is it so small? He looked at the cobblestone winding alley, and almost saw more than half of it at a glance. He remembered that when he was selling flowers, he often went to several major shopping streets and shopping malls in London, Little Xifu silently estimated that all the shops here seem to be less than one floor of a large department store.

Little Sif felt that he had more than enough to say, so he finished his shopping.

At this time, he saw near the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron. It seemed that besides the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron, there was an alley.But not only was there no one at the intersection, but it was strange how it was so gloomy.

Little Sif looked at the intersection of Knockturn Alley, and walked in.

At this time, Lucius and the boy Batty were also wandering in Diagon Alley, but the figure in the black hood just now was nowhere to be found.He walked from the end of the alley to the end of the alley, and then walked back to the end of the alley, but found nothing.The boy Evan joined them with a birdcage, and walked around while playing with the cute little pets in the cage.

Who was that figure in the black hood? Lucius silently recalled all the nobles he knew, all the foreign ambassadors and family members he knew at all the parties he attended, but he didn't expect anyone whose back was similar.

At this time, the boy Batty suddenly called out: "Knockturn Alley, Lucius, should we go and have a look?"

Lucius turned his head: "Barty, do you think your father really wants you to go?" He knew that Batty listened to his father the most.

But suddenly, Lucius looked at Knockturn Alley, and he saw that familiar figure flashing in that dark place.

Lucius raised his foot: "Go."

Boy Batty cheered.Evan also put down the gift he bought for his cousin.

Lucius and his party walked into Knockturn Alley.It was near Diagon Alley, but it was extremely dark, in stark contrast to the bright Diagon Alley. The wizarding world always had such a sharp contrast.

Lucius drew out his wand, and so did Evan. The two stood beside Barty Jr., looking around vigilantly.

The figure in the black hood seems to have arms folded, standing at the door of a dusty shop with interest, looking at the collection with interest.

Lucius walked over.

With practiced aristocratic air, he was about to introduce himself.

The system had already noticed them at this moment, three wizards came, a platinum-haired boy walked in the front, he raised his chin high, wearing shiny clothes, a standard second-generation power.And there are two boys behind him, one of them is also dressed as a rich second generation, even holding a birdcage in his hand, just like a rich man, the other looks very young, but he can see that the family education rules are very strict, The whole body is stretched straight.

Three rich second generations appeared in front of them.

The system is excited.

Little Sif didn't come back. He looked at the figure reflected in the window, his body stiffened.

The nine-year-old boy looked at the three little noble wizards in luxurious clothes. He felt a little inferior, and for a moment he seemed to want to avoid them.The three little aristocratic wizards and him seem to be in a different world, he is just a little thing from the bottom of Muggle society.

The system spoke immediately: "Little master, come on, you are the best."

Little Sif took a deep breath, he couldn't escape, he was just a little nobleman, so what happened to the little nobleman.

He looked at the window glass, reflecting three little noble wizards slowly approaching.

Lucius walked behind the black hooded figure, bowed slightly in an aristocratic manner, showed a proper expression, and whispered, "Hello, sir."

The system keeps encouraging the little master: "Believe in yourself, you are the best."

Little Sif paused for a moment before turning around slowly.

Lucius looked at the figure in the black hood, the other was hidden in the shadows, the light in Knockturn Alley was not bright, and the other's hood was pulled very low, he couldn't see the other's face clearly, the shadow cast by the wide hood Covering his eyes and nose, he could only faintly see the other person's chin and lips. This person's complexion was pale, but the lines were perfect.

He was sure the stranger had never been in British society.

Little Sif also looked at him, and then bowed slightly.

He looked at the young man, and of course he was first attracted by the other's shiny hair. The platinum hair was draped softly over the body of this little noble wizard, as if shining in the dark. He looked at the other's robe, which was exceptionally spotless. pay attention to.

Little Sev looked Lucius up and down, and then came to the conclusion that he must be a guy who looks at his appearance.

What should I do.Little Sif suppressed the panic deep in his heart.

The system is still cheering on: "Little master, don't be afraid, it's just a few young masters, the one in front is pretty good, the one on the left may not even be as good as that guy from Grimaud, and the doll on the right doesn't have to I said it. You are the best, little master."

Little Sev took a deep breath to calm himself down, then looked at Lucius.

There was a moment of silence between the two.

Lucius felt guilty for a while because of his silent sizing, maybe he was delusional why he felt that the eyes of this black hooded figure were particularly menacing, and it made him sweat on his back for some reason.

Lucius wondered in his heart that this stranger seemed to have an aura that makes people nervous when he gets close to him, so why is there so much pressure in his eyes.But he raised it in his heart, the nobility exuding from this black hooded figure was undeniable.

There was silence for a while. 13-year-old Lucius and 9-year-old Sif looked at each other stiffly.

Then Lucius straightened his back, and the 13-year-old young master Malfoy recalled his father's heroic appearance in the Ministry of Magic, and then chanted gracefully: "Wordless purity and innocence are often more touching than words Conciseness is the soul of wisdom, length is superficial embellishment. A set of beautiful words is just a folk song. A good leg will fall down; a straight back will bend; a bush of black beard will turn white; Curls will go bald; a fair face will dry; a pair of round eyes will sink--but a true heart, sir, is the sun, the moon--or rather, the sun, Not the moon; for the sun shines brightly, never waxes and wanes, but always keeps its way. Never have I seen such a gloomy and bright day. Here, sir, I am Lu Hughes Malfoy. I don't know the gentleman's name."

Lucius, who was only in the third grade this year, chanted, standing gracefully, with a gentle and elegant look on his face, coupled with his time-honored gestures and loose platinum-blonde hair.It's really gorgeous.

The boy Evan stared blankly at Lucius, thinking that he was indeed a young Malfoy. Looking at the ancestral rhetoric of the Malfoy family and the tone of the Malfoy family's arias, this Lucius will definitely be with his father Abu in the future. The same is a romantic figure.

Evan himself could only marvel.

Little Barty raised his head in a daze, he had already been stunned by Lucius.

But after Lucius said it, the little Sif standing in front of him was useless.

They couldn't see, on the face hidden under the hood, little Sev's eyebrows raised suspiciously.

He thought hard, and then asked the system: "What the hell is he doing?"

The system and the master thought of something, and they both held back their laughter.

It has to be said that the Malfoy family lived in the Muggle world before they fully entered the wizarding world and became typical pure-blood nobles. In fact, they used to live in the Muggle world.Afterwards, they moved into the wizarding world, but they gradually forgot about the previous history, although since Abraxas of the current Malfoy family and some pure-blood noble supporters published Born Noble anonymously 30 years ago, they have become the so-called A typical pure-blood aristocrat, who has a lot of taboos about the Muggle world.

In the golden age of England, the most glorious years so far, in the court of Queen Elizabeth I, among the countless fashionable princes and grandchildren who surrounded the Queen, there was a platinum-haired figure.That Malfoy ancestor was a fashionable young nobleman in the middle ages who had been in the court all year round. According to legend, he even courted the queen, and even cursed the queen to remain unmarried for life after being rejected.

Of course, only the Malfoys know the truth of this statement.

The most famous dramatist of that era, Mr. Shakespeare, whom the Queen admired and even personally pursued, once swept the entire court. Nobles and ladies accompanied Her Majesty to watch the play in a luxurious box and recite the poems of this gentleman.Of course, this trend cannot avoid the fashionable aristocrat Malfoy in the queen's court.

So when this Mal returned to the wizarding world, he brought a book, a thick hardcover collection of Shakespeare's plays.After that, the Malfoy family gradually left the Muggle world and entered the wizarding world, forgetting everything in the Muggle world and becoming pure-blood nobles, but Mr. Shakespeare's plays remained, and those charming verses of Shakespeare were left by the Malfoys. Elegant chants in the social salons of the Malfoy family culminated in the famous chants of the Malfoy family.

Whenever a Malfoy exudes his unique charm with gorgeous rhetoric and elegant tone, the listeners who have been isolated from the Muggle world for many years can't help but feel admiration.

But this time the situation is different.

Little Sif, who has been studying at home for two months, has recently recited junior high school textbooks, which means he is reading world classics. As a citizen of London, England, Shakespeare is really not a stranger.

Little Sif, who was slightly lacking in emotional intelligence, didn't recognize the charm exuded by Lucius at all, and didn't appreciate the partial demeanor and charming style displayed by Lucius at all, at least he didn't appreciate it at all.

He is now seriously thinking: What is this person doing? It is impossible to memorize junior high school textbooks.

Little Sif was thinking about how he should answer.

The system and the Almighty shook with laughter.

Little Sif replied: "To be or not to be, that is the question."

His voice was so soft that Boy Evan and Boy Batty barely heard it.

But Lucius' whole body was shocked, and he raised his head in horror to look at the figure in the black hood opposite him.

His heart was beating like a drum, and the only thing that shocked him was one sentence: "How did he know that?"

Lucius, who was in the third grade, clearly knew that this sentence was written in the hardcover book he inherited from his ancestors, but how did he know.

How did he know.

Lucius was getting more and more afraid.This man is unfathomable.

The poor 13-year-old boy has long been cut off from Muggles, otherwise he would know that this sentence has been recited by everyone in the middle school of the Muggle world.

But Lucius didn't know it at all. He just looked at the figure in the black hood. The man was standing like this. The black hood was pulled down very low to cover his head and face, and his chin was slightly exposed. The black hood His pale and pale complexion seemed mysterious and immeasurable, and a deep fear suddenly rose in his heart.

Little Sev really didn't understand why Lucius looked like this at the moment, he raised his feet and thought about walking outside Knockturn Alley, Lucius and the two boys followed behind.Can only look at his flying cloak.It really feels more and more aristocratic as you go.

The boys leave.

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The four boys walked out maintaining a weird atmosphere, and now they have reached the entrance of Knockturn Alley. Outside a dilapidated shop on the roadside, there is a dilapidated table crookedly placed, surrounded by a few dilapidated tables. Chairs, and a parasol with a missing corner on the table.

Little Sif led the boys to sit down, little Sif sat at one end of the table, Lucius sat carefully opposite, boy Evan and boy Batty sat beside him.

Only now did they see clearly that there were incomplete cards in the center of the table, half a teapot and a groove that should be a crystal ball.It turned out that this place was a fortune teller's shop a long time ago.

Lucius looked at the figure in the black hood sitting in front of them, who still lowered his head and pulled down the brim of his hat, looking rather mysterious.

He asked, "Is this gentleman a fortune teller?"

Little Sif didn't move, he just replied gently: "You can call me Prince."

The three of Lucius thought quickly, but they never thought that there was a person named Prince in the wizarding world.

Little Sif didn't speak anymore, and looked at them silently.Consciously, he was talking to the system, and the system suddenly suggested him to chat more with these little wizard nobles just now, and he had no idea what they could talk about.

The system made a suggestion: "Little master, don't worry, since they think you are a fortuneteller, then this is fine, I will be in charge of scanning the tags on their bodies, and you will be in charge of acting as a fortuneteller, let's scare them."

Little Sif felt the idea was a bad idea.He shook his head.

The system continued to talk, but the master interrupted him: "Don't do this, have some confidence, system. You always say that your little master is the smartest, so let him go and observe, I believe he can do it himself Use observation to see through the opposite person."

The Great God stopped the system, looked at little Sif, he was always surprised, just now when the three little wizards approached, even he felt the inferiority and hesitation in little Sif, but with the encouragement of the system, little Sif actually used They regained their composure at the fastest speed, straightened their backs, and held up their momentum. When they thought about walking here, every time they took a step, little Xifu's aristocratic and elegant temperament became stronger. When they sat down, The great god almost wants one, this is a natural nobleman.

The master thought for a while, and then realized that the little professor must have a noble temperament hidden in him. In addition, when encountering this system, one must know that the existence of the system is to maximize human potential, so the little professor's temperament was thoroughly developed. up.

The Great God really wanted to see how little Sif could do, the spy of the future magical world, the master of Occlumency, whether he could use his talent to see through a person when he was a child.

God will wait and see.

But little Sif frowned, feeling that the pressure was a bit high, and the system didn't even make a sound. How on earth should he see through a person.

Little Sif's eyes flicked to each other, and the three boys on the opposite side all brushed their backs with a chill.

But little Sif withdrew his eyes, he didn't think he saw anything.

He encouraged himself again, thinking about the famous book he read a few days ago.

How did the detective named Sherlock Holmes see through others at a glance.Little Sif looked over sharply again.

The three boys jerk their necks back again.At this time, Batty boy said: "Are you really a fortune teller, then tell me what you saw."

Little Sif carefully looked at Batty boy. The boy had a ruddy complexion, neat clothes, neatly arranged bow tie, and even combed his hair carefully.Little Sif looked at Little Barty's bow tie, and he whispered, "Did your mother tie your bow tie? She takes care of you very, very carefully."

Batty boy touched the bow tie with his little hand in surprise, his face blushed suddenly: "How do you know." His mother took care of him and never handed over to the elf.His mother loves him very much.

Little Sif continued to observe the actions of Barty boy. His last sentence was purely tentative, because he had tied too many knots when selling flowers, and he could easily tell that this bow tie came from a woman's hand.He continued: "Your father must have a strict family education, very, very strict."

Batty boy was completely stunned, how did he know.

Little Sev looked at Barty Boy and knew he had guessed right.In fact, he just watched the boy's every move with special rules, standing upright and sitting upright, even when he was surprised to hold the bow tie, his neck never tilted, and his elbows were not even raised. Such a small child's movements But if it is so rigid, then the family education is strict.

Little Sif continued to look at him, and then said: "You should have escaped here today, and you should have been in a public place with a fireplace before. For example, a big ballroom."

Lucius and Evan were also stunned.The six eyes of the three boys looked at the mysterious man in the black hood.

Little Sif is actually not sure about this. He thought how could a boy with such a strict family education appear in this place, and the robe he was wearing seemed a little thin, not like going out. If he had a meticulous mother, Then the child would never be allowed to go out like this, so the boy should have escaped.Then where did he come from? Little Sif looked more carefully, and at this moment he saw a little wrinkle in the boy's cuff, rubbing against the fireplace. Finally, little Sev sniffed it, and his keen sense of smell told him that there was something wrong in that place. Lots of flowers, the boy smells of pollen, so where is a place with a big fireplace and flowers that let kids sneak away.

Little Sif took a deep breath. He smelled spices, the same smell as Black Hall in Grimmauld Place.So he knew that the boy had left from a dance somewhere in the wizarding world.

It seems he was right.The eyes of the Batty boy on the opposite side were already rounded, and the Evan boy looked surprised, and Lucius managed to stay calm.A question hovered in his mind, how did he know.

Today was a reception at the Ministry of Magic, a reception for his father Abraxas to run for minister, so he could accompany his father from Hogwarts to the Ministry of Magic.Evan came with him.Then they met Barty Jr., the son of Mr. Crouch, an official of the Ministry of Magic.

So with a little intention of making friends with Crouch, Lucius took Evan to play with Barty Jr. Hearing that Barty Jr. looked like going out to play, he quietly took him to Diagon Alley.

But how did this stranger know.Lucius shuddered.

He stabilized his breath, raised his eyes to look at the stranger, and said, "Can you do the math for me?"

Little Sif looked at him, Lucius raised his head, and he said, "I want to see your eyes."

Little Sev shook his head, he didn't want to take off his hood.Then he thought about it, and suddenly with a flash in his hand, a mirror appeared in front of him, and he put the mirror between him and Lucius.

Lucius looked at him, not daring to look in the mirror, so little Sev lowered his head to look directly at the mirror.

Lucius looked at him vigilantly, and lowered his head slowly.

There was a gray cloud in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly. Lucius' heart jumped wildly, and then he realized that the mirror was covered with dust, and he couldn't see anything.

Little Sev stretched out his hand and wiped it casually on the mirror. When his hand moved away, Lucius saw a pair of eyes appeared on the mirror.

There was really only one pair of eyes, because little Sev just wiped a long and narrow clean mirror on the mirror with his hands, and there was only room for one pair of eyes.So now Lucius saw a portrait with blurred facial features on the mirror covered with thick dust, only the eyes were very clear because there was no dust.

Lucius looked in the mirror, and there was a pair of black eyes in the mirror.These eyes were so pure black that they couldn't see a ray of light, they were thick and pure black, but when Lucius looked carefully, he felt that something was changing in these eyes, and there were some unpredictable changes in the dark pupils. Every time I want to look at something, I can't grasp it, like a fleeting thought.

He looked at it seriously, but unfortunately the mirror was too dusty, and there was only a rough surface, so the edges of the eyes were not clear, except for the black, he couldn't even distinguish the shape and outline of the eyes. You can't even see the face around the eyes.

The two looked down at the mirror, Lucius looked at the black eyes in the mirror, and little Sif looked at the gray eyes in the mirror.He mobilized all his powers of observation deep into these gray eyes, trying to read the life behind the gray eyes.

There was silence again for a while.

Evan watched intently and didn't dare to relax, but Batty boy was a little bored. He looked left and right and found a newspaper on the ground. He walked over and picked it up. On the front page was a photo of Abramovich, Malfoy, who was running for the Minister of Magic. The owner of the house is showing a smile that captivates everyone in the newspaper.He looked at it, and put the newspaper aside in disinterest.

Little Sif moved his eyes, reached for the newspaper, looked at Abu in the photo, and then raised his eyebrows.

Lucius looked away too, but he didn't like newspapers, he knew there was always something in the newspapers, his dad was in the Ministry of Magic, his dad was in a noble house, his dad's affairs, he didn't really like it at all. He doesn't like to read newspapers. Although his father is very handsome, he is always sad.

But people always say that he is really like his father, and he knows that he is really like his father, but he always has a strange feeling in his heart when he thinks of his sad and haggard mother in his memory many years ago.

He really looks like his dad.

Even Barty Jr. looked at the newspaper and said, "Lucius, you and your father are both so beautiful." Evan also smiled and said, "You must look like him when you grow up."

Little Sif looked at Lucius, and finally he said, "No, I see, you're not that kind of person."

Lucius was taken aback, he turned his head reflexively, and saw that Evan was standing at the door of Bojinbok's store watching with interest, but Batty tried to climb up the steps to get closer to a necklace.The necklace was cursed, and Lucius spoke before his thoughts: "Barty, don't touch it, come here."

Only then did he react, turning his head to look at Prince whose face was half hidden in the hood, filled with frustration and surprise.How did Prince see it, especially since they just met.

Little Sif looked at Lucius. No matter how he tried to hide it, the boy was not like the man in the newspaper with a glamorous smile. The man in the newspaper was charismatic, obsessed with self-display, like a luminous body, trying to Let everyone look up, but he will not pay attention to those who are covered by his light.

But Lucius, although he looks very similar to the person in the newspaper and is dressed similarly, but the temperament of the two is different when you look closely.

Little Sif carefully observes and evaluates. Lucius will subconsciously take care of 7-year-old Barty, take him shopping patiently, and pay attention to his safety at all times. Although he shows his charm and gives off charm all the time, this behavior is like Is a well-trained tutor.Little Sif felt sensitively that despite Lucius's alluring appearance, the inside was not flashy and ostentatious.

He watched Lucius keep his eyes on little Barty walking around.

Lucius is a responsible person.He is flamboyant on the outside, but he seems to be down-to-earth and responsible on the inside. Little Sif looked at the photos in the newspaper again. The ostentatious man in the newspaper seemed to treat everything around him as a background and didn't care about it, but Lucius The core of my temperament is responsibility.

Even their appearance is all glamorous and gorgeous.

Little Sif looked at Lucius, he believed his observation, so he said cautiously: "I believe you value something even more than your hair and robe."

Lucius trembled in his heart, and he couldn't help asking in a low voice, "What do you think it should be?"

Little Sif was silent for a while, then he said, "Maybe it's family."

Lucius collapsed on the chair, he guessed right, this stranger really has a pair of magical eyes that see through everything, he felt that the deepest hidden things in his heart seemed to be pulled out and exposed on the table.

Lucius screamed in his heart, how did he find out, why did he catch those vague and even shapeless thoughts in my heart.

Lucius recalled some of his vague dreams. When he was young, he witnessed his father's absence all day and his mother's sorrow. When he was young, he looked at the empty manor and was alone. Thoughts, he had been thinking for a long time, what would he do if one day he grew up and became the master of Malfoy Manor.The young Lucius was wrapped in a blanket and stood at the door at night, thinking of his father who didn't know where he was. Facing the empty mansion, some fantasies sprouted in his heart. If one day, when he grows up, he can If he is the master of the house, then what will happen to him.

Lucius fantasizes that he will marry a gentle and beautiful housewife, he will manage the manor carefully, and then give birth to a lovely child, he will become a responsible father, and he will spend his time every day except in the study and the Ministry of Magic. At home, he eats afternoon tea with his wife and plays games with his children. He wants to make his mansion a home, and he wants his children to enjoy the most perfect childhood in the mansion.

The 13-year-old Lucius stood in the Malfoy Manor, unconsciously planning that he would repair the fountain, build a gazebo next to it, plant roses, raise a few beautiful white peacocks, and make his future gentle and lovely wife Will be here to take care of roses, his platinum-haired child will laugh and chase peacocks, and his chin will be raised with a chubby face when his parents smile and pretend to reprimand him.

Lucius woke up from his own thoughts. He looked at little Sif in horror. In his eyes, an unidentifiable black figure with a hood sat opposite him. There was a mirror on the table between the two of them. It was full of dust, the hooded man and he bowed his head, and he could vaguely see the hooded man's eyes from the mirror, a pair of dreamy black eyes, as if they were going to suck him in.

Lucius raised his head abruptly, breathing heavily, too terrified to continue looking.

The fear and dread in his heart towards the figure in the black hood rose to the highest point.

At this time, Barty Jr. happily jumped down the steps, thinking of them running over, Lucius once again stood up physically to block Barty Jr.

Little Sif smiled, no matter how this big boy pretended, he was still a responsible person inside.

He's still a good guy.

Lucius made sure that Evan was taking care of Barty Jr., and then he stood up and bowed to Prince again, this time with more respect and even a deeper angle.

It's a pity that when he stood up, he found that Prince, who was sitting opposite him, stood up silently at some point and walked towards the depths of the alley.

Lucius looked at his back strangely, and doubts arose in his heart again. This Mr. Prince is indeed not very impressive. Maybe he was too imposing just now to let him ignore this point. Now it seems that this Mr. Mr. Prince walked so briskly that he had the illusion that he was facing a child.

He asked, "Mr. Prince, where are you going now, where are you going?"

Little Sev walked quickly, his hurried figure flashed away, and swept away the faint green candle outside a shop in Knockturn Lane with the wind, and a word reached Lucius' ears: "Extinguish it, extinguish it, candlelight, Life is but a walking shadow."

Lucius was immediately in awe, seeing that Prince's figure seemed to have grown extraordinarily high.

He and Evan blocked Barty Boy and watched Prince disappear into the depths of Knockturn Alley.

In the depths of Knockturn Alley, little Sif walked forward quickly and caught up with a person. The more he walked, the more brisk he was, the appearance he had just pretended just now was nothing but a child.

Voldemort turned his head, looked at the child who was chasing him, and his voice softened unconsciously: "You scared little Malfoy just now, boy, what have you done?"

Little Sif caught up with him, and he smiled: "It's been a long time since I last saw you. I haven't given you the blueprint I promised you last time. Now your big house should be decorated."

Voldemort couldn't help smiling, his mansion was almost finished, and it looked decent, just thinking about it made me want to laugh, but it's a pity that no one shared it, the boy didn't know where he went for the past two months and he didn't show up.

Voldemort stopped, took out the blueprint from his belt, floated up and began to gesture: "It's almost done here, here and there."

Little Sif came over and said, "The heating and drainage have also been repaired."

Voldemort nodded: "I've checked them all. Fortunately, I checked them, otherwise there might be problems this winter."

The family responsible for the renovation hadn't renovated their own house for 100 years, and Voldemort was angry when he thought about how the family responsible for the renovation didn't think about anything, but fortunately everything was done now.

It is not in vain that he took time out every day to look at the blueprints and deliberate a little while he was busy accompanying Abu to run for the Minister of Magic. The house finally looked decent.

Little Sif pointed to the bedroom: "Hasn't it been decorated yet?"

Voldemort turned his head away, Abramovich was attending an important reception at the Ministry of Magic, and he was going to be here too, but he sneaked out this time just to come to Knockturn Alley to get the custom-made magic railing for the bedroom.Originally, he could have someone else give it to him, but he was always thinking about it while holding the cup in the Ministry of Magic. This is the house he got after decades of hard work, his own home, how could someone else give it to him, so Voldemort said Slipped out to pick it up in person.

So he put a thick black cloak on himself to avoid being recognized.

Along the way, his tall, rich and handsome Voldemort part kept condemning the poor Tom part, regardless of the fact that the Horcrux was only second, and Tom's part had the upper hand, so he still ran.

Now seeing the little boy, both Voldemort's part and Tom's part happy at last, it was worth the trip.

He watched little Sif lifted his hood and looked down at the map, and stroked the child's hair, feeling that today was a really good day.

Little Sif took a serious look, then raised his head: "The living room and bedroom are still unfinished."

Voldemort smiled: "This is the place to live. Of course, it must be the most detailed. The ones we talked about last time can be pressed today."

Little Sev's eyes sparkled when he thought of the bedroom he had imagined.Voldemort looked hot in the dark Knockturn Alley.

He took the child by the shoulders,