The Daily Life of Wizards [British and American]

"Great!"

With a cheer, Daniel rushed to the coffee table in the living room of Malfoy's house, which was covered with an exquisite, beautiful tablecloth embroidered with flying fairies, and there was a whole large plate of desserts on it.

"Let me see what's there, chocolate balls, milk candies, ice cream balls..." He took a bite of the blueberry cake contentedly, and enviously said to Lucius: "Dear brother-in-law, you and Xiaolong live in In heaven."

Narcissa gently poured him a cup of coffee, and because of his warm praise, a faint smile appeared on her pale face, "You are wrong, Lucius doesn't like sweets."

"Life loses a great joy. Can I take all of these away?" Daniel opened his blue eyes wide and smiled at Narcissa, "He doesn't like it anyway, so I can take them all away. Put it in your pocket."

"Of course, I'll find you a box. Then, a reduction spell and a preservation spell." Narcissa said happily.

Lucius couldn't help coughing twice immediately, gently reminding the two of them that they should start talking seriously.

"Lucius?" Daniel looked up at him now, blinked and laughed and said, "Your face is really terrible! What did you do last night? Have a good time?"

"Sissy is still here, don't spread rumors about me." Lucius Malfoy glared at him.

Then, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch a certain place on his arm, but stopped halfway, showing a wry smile and said: "After knowing about the incident in Diagon Alley, I stayed up half the night last night. Do you think something is wrong?" With such a big thing, can I still sleep?"

"What can it be?" Daniel continued in that nonchalant tone: "Didn't our great Minister Fudge say that it was just a boring person, a nasty 'prank'? Seriously, I've been a little bit lately." I dare not look directly at the word 'prank'."

"I'm not as optimistic as you." Lucius was silent for a while, "Whether it's a prank or not, there are always some people who will take advantage of this mess to stir up trouble."

"Soldiers are coming to stop you." Daniel said calmly, and then he said jokingly, "Look, this is the consequence of not eating dessert."

He bit the butterscotch seriously and said, "You are too pessimistic."

Lucius was almost so angry that he couldn't speak, he simply lit the coffee table with the snake stick in his hand, and cast a small magic spell in retaliation, covering all the desserts in a glass lid, "Okay , now we can talk about business."

"Hey, you're so naive, Lucius," Daniel protested.

"I'm too pessimistic, so I can't see others being optimistic." Lucius smiled viciously, then ignored him, and said to himself: "The recent situation is really changing rapidly, and I have always been worried about it." .”

"Didn't you and Mycroft have a good conversation?" Daniel stared at the uneatable dessert, and said casually, "He even praised you to me, saying that you are a rare understanding person among the wizarding nobles."

"Thank you so much for the compliment." The corners of Lucius' lips curled up slightly, and he said in a slightly sarcastic tone, "During the negotiation, that damned Muggle didn't make any concessions just because I was a sensible person."

"But the result is good!" Daniel replied quite calmly, "I guess you are guaranteed a seat in the House of Lords. When the wizarding world merges with Muggles, the holy 28 clans of wizards back then, led by you Malfoy, represent It’s the entire wizarding world. Maybe you work harder, and you will still have a chance to be elected as the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom in the future.”

"Are you joking?" Lucius looked at him blankly, "I'm not so arrogant. Besides, I've done research. Since the eighteenth century, all prime ministers came from the House of Commons , you never told me that."

His face was gloomy, and he said with emphasis: "Daniel, you are so hateful sometimes! What do you think of Malfoy? A donkey who hangs a carrot in front and will follow?"

"This is too serious, Lucius." Daniel laughed suddenly, turned his gaze back, and complained, "Merlin, what a shame! Lucius, you want to make Qian Did Sie kick me out of Malfoy Manor?"

Immediately afterwards, he explained unhurriedly: "Yes, I did not explain clearly about some things. But don't you understand the political matters? Unless you are in it, who can really figure out what those doors are? How about the doorway? The position of member of parliament is just a stepping stone. What should I do? With your ability, do you still need me, a layman, to give me directions? Lucius, I have great expectations for you. I really hope that Mal Fu Neng is thriving, and by the way, promote the Black family."

Lucius glanced at him with a very complicated expression. After a while, he finally couldn't help it, raised his eyebrows and sighed: "Your mouth is so dead that you can tell it to live."

"I swear, every sentence is absolutely true." Daniel raised his hand, his blue eyes were sincere.

Narcissa laughed from the side all of a sudden, and Lucius smiled helplessly, "Forget it, cunning little Blake, anyway, if I say a word, you have eight hundred words waiting for me."

Daniel blinked innocently, noncommittal.

"What do you think of what happened in Diagon Alley yesterday?" Lucius didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, and directly asked the most concerned thing, "I know you were there at the time, what happened?"

"I don't know, this sentence is the absolute truth." Daniel frowned slightly, obviously his heart was not completely calm and indifferent, "It's a sunny day, suddenly a skeleton appeared in midair, it really scared me .The logo is too ugly. It doesn't look like a good person. I really don't know who designed it..."

"Let's get to the point, sir! Let's get to the point, sir!" Lucius tapped the table again helplessly with his snake stick, trying to curb his thoughts that diverged anytime and anywhere, "So you don't know what's going on? Not sure, is it..." He paused for a moment, then slowly and calmly said: "Is the mysterious man really back?"

"Mysterious man? You mean your Dark Lord?" Daniel repeated the word, and then he laughed, "Lucius, don't worry too much. A Dark Lord whose soul has been split into several halves is not worth it." Are you afraid?"

"What did you say?" Lucius stood up in shock.

Narcissa's hand trembled, and the dark coffee liquid was poured on the beautiful tablecloth.

"I was going to wait until Sirius came back to talk about it."

Daniel didn't care about the bomb he threw at all, and said calmly, "Because it's about Regulus... Sorry, Sissy, I'm only telling you now."

"Then don't talk nonsense, hurry up!" Lucius showed a rare almost anxious tone, no longer circling around, but urging straight to the point like a Gryffindor.

Daniel blinked his blue eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, and then explained the Horcrux matter neatly.

At the same time, the disaster-stricken old house of Black was once again surrounded by Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.

This time, the current minister of the Ministry of Magic, Fudge, personally led the team.

However, as soon as he surrounded the old house, he planned to send someone to knock on the door, when he bumped into "Bringing Regulus' ashes, returning to the wizarding world with Principal Dumbledore, just separated, and apparated to Black's old house alone Sirius at the gate'.

The two looked at each other and were silent for a while.

"You are at my door, what is the matter? Minister." Sirius twirled the wand in his palm, and asked in a condescending, arrogant and disdainful tone unique to the Black family.

"I'm sorry to inform you of this news..."

Fudge moved his fat body uneasily, hid behind a few Aurors, and after ensuring that he was in a safe position, he said: "Your brother, Mr. Daniel Black, is suspected of obstructing the wizarding society. Safe to be arrested."

"Daniel? Interfering with the social security of the wizarding world?" Sirius gave Fudge a weird look, and then he couldn't help laughing: "What? What new things has he done recently? Or is he talking to Fudge?" Is there any weird shop in the corner alley? A prank shop? If that's the case, I have to say, Mr. Minister, you really made a fuss over a molehill."

Sirius said in a wealthy tone: "You know, the whole street belongs to my brother, and he can do whatever he wants."

"Including launching the Dark Mark over the streets?" interjected Fudge.

"The Dark Mark?" Sirius was stunned, "How is it possible?"

"Is there anything impossible?" Fudge replied in a very contemptuous tone: "The Black family has been a generation of dark wizards, I remember that your parents and your other younger brother Regulus are all Death Eaters. Who knows Isn't this your brother?"

"He is not."

"what?"

"Daniel is not a Death Eater, and my brother Regulus is not a Death Eater." Enraged, Sirius warned in an extremely nasty tone, "You'd better get out, or I'm not sure I'll do anything What's coming."

"Don't be too arrogant, Sirius!" Fudge said with a sneer, "Don't think that Daniel Black made you a hero, so you really are a hero. He tried his best to clear the reputation of the Black family as a dark wizard, but he didn't. Yes. In the world of wizards, who doesn’t know what kind of people you Black family are? Your parents are still masters of dark wizards, powerful men under the mysterious man, and well-known murderers. Unfortunately, your brother Ray Gulus is not like you, he is cowardly and cowardly, he ran away..."

Then, no more...

Fudge was never able to continue.

If he didn't mention Regulus, maybe Sirius could bear it for 5 minutes.

But after he mentioned Regulus, how could this wizard who was already full of guilt towards Regulus and deeply saddened bear it?

Moreover, to be honest, none of the wizards of the Black family, male or female, are good-natured.

Sirius is one of the most violent tempers ever.

He jumped up in an instant, raised his wand, and directly gave Fudge a Cruciating blow, and took the lead in provoking the battle without any scruples!

The Aurors hadn't expected the hasty return, and Fudge scurried back and out of the way of the field.

The magic light of various colors flickered in the air, ignoring the lethality, it was really colorful and very beautiful.

Moriarty stood in front of the window on the first floor, biting the biscuits bought by Daniel, and commented happily: "Wow, these fireworks are really good, the red one is very bright, and the green one is also beautiful." ..."