The leader of HP arrives

The pure white pillowcase was the first thing in sight, Severus frowned subconsciously, and then noticed some kind of unspeakable dull pain.This reminded the master of potions that what happened in this room a few hours ago did not come from his dreams. Crimson breath, and a few strands of black long hair wrapped around his fingers——

The corners of Severus' eyes twitched, he moved his neck on the pillow, and finally found the owner of these strands of black hair.Dongfang Bubai had already washed up and was sitting on the other side of the room flipping through a roll of parchment. There were still some food residues on the plate in hand.

"The change of clothes is next to the bed. Now that you're awake, get up." The soft voice was very clear in the quiet room. Dongfang raised his head and glanced at the faintly bright sky in the gap between the curtains, and opened his mouth to expose Severus' truth. The behavior of ostriches.

"I - please -" Severus opened his mouth, and uttered a few unintelligible words in a hoarse voice, and could only struggle to sit up from the soft mattress.The slightly cool air swept over the naked skin, and the smooth satin quilt slid down the upper body, piled up on the waist in layers, Severus glanced hesitantly at the small door leading to the study room, really It is impossible to express the attempt to turn against the guest and drive the mysterious person out of this room.

"I remember to warn you, Severus, not to do stupid things beyond your power." Dongfang Bubai's eyes stayed on the body between the man and the boy for a few seconds, the pale skin covered with scars Now there are several traces of bruises on it, making it look even more pitiful.The sitting body of Severus trembled, as if he was enduring physical discomfort, which made the corners of Dongfang's mouth relax a little, and he reached out and put the potion bottle on the bedside table, "Don't use the power you can't control casually, potion Same, especially when using it on yourself."

"Thank you for your instruction, Master." Severus turned his eyes around the potion bottle, choked up subconsciously, and admitted his mistake in a hoarse voice.It was a small bottle of red liquid with a hint of golden luster. It was undoubtedly a potion brewed with the most quintessential blood of the fire dragon.Due to the "Fantastic Beasts Protection Regulations" pushed by Dumbledore, the price of such a small bottle of dragon blood potion on the black market has been driven up to millions of pounds. Awarded the Merlin Medal for two usages.Dragon's blood has a wide range of uses, but the oldest and simplest usage of fire dragon's blood is to strengthen yang.In the era when black magic was prevalent, noble wizards were used to slaughtering giant dragons in the traditional way, and then used the blood from the dragon's heart to brew potions to treat physical weakness caused by excessive indulgence, or congenital development. cause physiological problems.

"Drink the potion." Dongfang raised his eyebrows, not surprisingly, he found the desire for dragon's blood in Severus' eyes, which made him open the wooden door leading to the study without a smile. "It is not allowed to bring the potion back to the laboratory without permission. When I come back here, I will see the empty potion bottle."

It would almost be a sweet morning were it not for some inappropriate character in the inappropriate place at the inappropriate time.

"Joyce." Dongfang Bubai frowned slightly and looked at the man behind the door, moved a step, and used his shoulder to block the sight of the blood clan, "I think you should at least follow the Slytherin etiquette."

"El, my brother told you a long time ago, don't trust those half-blood wizards." Joyce's eyes were in a daze, and he didn't seem to notice Dongfang's words. He took a step closer and brushed his arm over Dongfang's shoulder. He pushed open the door behind him.

"Mr. J's behavior is a little disrespectful." Dongfang Bubai hooked his fingers, closed the door almost at the same time, and cast a lock spell, "I have important matters today, so I won't welcome you. Come back early."

Since meeting Dumbledore last time, Joyce's visits to Voldemort's manor have become infrequent.This vampire who once belonged to Slytherin seemed to have figured out Dongfang Bubai's habit of getting up early, and every time he chose to visit in the early morning before sunrise.Dongfang asked the house-elf to modify the magic circle entering the manor more than once, but Joyce still regarded it as nothing, and could come and go freely in the magic world.

But today's Joyce looked very different from his usual gentle and refined appearance. Dongfang calmly clasped a few silver needles on his fingertips, and looked at the vampire in front of him. out of this.

"Elrond Slytherin, you were born to be the leader of the wizarding world, you were born to be a noble pure-blood wizard, you don't need those cheap friendships." Joyce's gaze stayed on the door for a moment , clenched his fist, turned around and stared at Dongfang's face with a serious expression, "Can't you see that they are just using you, El? They are just using you, my lovely little El, Have you forgotten the lesson from last time?"

The corner of Dongfang Bubai's mouth twitched, and finally stayed on a helpless expression. There was no doubt that Joyce once again mistook himself for Elrond Slytherin.As a blood race that relies on blood, humans with the same blood have an irresistible temptation for them, and the direct blood relatives are the strongest.In the history of the blood clan, there were even many prominent families who were unable to hold themselves because of a member who had thrown himself into the darkness, and finally drained the last drop of blood from the entire family, making these prominent surnames disappear from the world.The dark wizards who become blood clans through the alchemy law are more like ghosts close to the magical world. They are not as eager for blood nourishment as ordinary blood clans, but as the principle of equivalent exchange that must be followed by the alchemy law, Joyce is more obsessed with it. Hatred, more clinging to the reasons that drove him to the dark.Judging from his repeated misidentifications, this reason must also have something to do with his brother, Elrond Slytherin.

"El, look at me, you don't need those humble friendships. You are the purest Slytherin, you only need your parents, you only need your brother!"

"Joyce, see that it is not Elrond who is standing in front of you. I don't need you to say what I should or shouldn't be." Dongfang shook his wrist and shot the silver needle at Joyce left shoulder, turned and wanted to leave the study.In any case, Joyce was still considered his elder, and the traditional ethics of filial piety still constrained Eastern thinking. Unless he had to, he didn't want to really turn against the only remaining Slytherin blood.

"Joyce, I'm here to pick you up." A black figure suddenly appeared in the room, Mulgraf glanced at the few silver coins on his chest, and hooked the corners of his lips insincerely, "Good night, Or, good morning, Mr. Riddle."

"Morning, Prince Mulgraf." Dongfang Bubai's voice was subtly lowered, and he felt vaguely displeased and worried that the two blood races ignored the magic circle.

"The sun is about to rise. At this time, it is not a good boy to stay in bed obediently, Joyce." As a Prince of Vanjoy whose purpose is to enforce the rules, the coercion of the upper blood is easy. Controlling Joyce's actions, "Next time, don't run away mischievously when I'm not paying attention." Mulgraf rubbed Joyce's hair like he was treating a young boy , stretched out his hand to embrace the annoyed Slytherin and disappeared into the air.

"Master, the election of candidates for the Ministry of Magic is scheduled for today. Dumbledore has manipulated the Ministry of Magic, and the election of candidates has been moved forward by a whole week. I only received the news last night. Cornelius Fudge has already I've made some preparations, and I've already arranged wizards from the Ministry of Magic, I believe I can barely deal with the Order of the Phoenix." Lucius glanced at the study suspiciously, there were still some traces on the floor that the house elves couldn't clean up in time, and the connection to the bedroom The small door seemed to be closed tightly, and Severus hadn't returned to his bedroom yet, so he was obviously still behind that door.

"I understand." Dongfang glanced at Lucius' hesitant expression, shook his wrist, and shot the three silver coins with blood on his fingers into the wall of the study, "I think Dumbledore will also be present at that time, Arrange chariots and horses for me. What else can I do?"

"This is the news from the Potter family. It just came out this morning." Lucius hesitated for a few seconds, but still said the latest news, "Dumbledore may have made some promises. He was originally firm and opposed to the heir's request to the Potter family." Old Potter, who was proposed by Mudblood, suddenly changed his mind last night and agreed to allow James Potter to marry Lily Evans. The wedding is scheduled for next month, just before the wedding of Lestrange and the Black family .”

"The Potter family also sent invitations to Severus—" Lucius paused, and used his peripheral vision to speculate on Dongfang Bubai's expressionless expression for a few seconds before he took out Gryffindor from his pocket. There are many distinctive gold and red cards, "Severus and that mudblood witch were childhood sweethearts before entering school. I think this invitation should be sent by Evans in his own name, and there is no Conspiracy involving the Order of the Phoenix."

"Dumbledore won't plan on his subordinate's wedding, leave the invitation here, and I will pass it on to Severus." Dongfang glanced at the golden-red invitation on the desk, the beautiful font on it was obviously from a witch "You can step back, Lucius."

The platinum aristocrat glanced worriedly at the still closed bedroom door, his gaze swept over the silver needle deeply embedded in the wall, and some fragments of memories buried deep in his heart flashed in his mind.

"Please allow me to leave temporarily to prepare for your attendance at the Ministry of Magic election." Dongfang Bubai's eyes still stayed on the invitation card, and the rising sun shone through the glass on the side of his face, making his originally indifferent face blurred. There was a layer of blurred light and shadow, the black hair hadn't been combed up, and it covered half of the face at an oblique angle, just like the cold morning in memory——

The beat of his heart beat suddenly, Lucius took a deep breath, bypassed the not-so-clear muddy white traces on the carpet, strode out of the study door, and disappeared into the corridor.

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