The leader of HP arrives

"Father, Godfather--"

"Go back to your room, Drake." The wound on Dongfang's palm was deep enough to show bone, and the sharp blade easily cut through layers of flesh and blood. Lucius looked at the panicked look on Draco's face, and put Slowing down the voice, he drove the little wizard out of the room, and summoned the house elves to bring medical equipment and potions.

Blood continued to ooze from the wound, soaking the gauze used to clean the wound, and Lucius' face became more and more gloomy.This is not the first time the master has broken the blood clan's long sword. Even in the last time when the magic power was chaotic, the wound caused by the long sword was not more serious than this time.Undoubtedly, this kind of self-mutilation was out of an unreasonable attachment to Severus, just to prevent the treachery from causing more damage to the traitor due to the vibration when the long sword broke.

"Lucius, it's fine." Dongfang Bubai frowned, wanting to withdraw his palm. The Platinum Noble's rough treatment of the wound, even Dongfang Bubai, who thought he had great willpower, found it difficult to resist.

"Dumbledore will get news of your return soon." Lucius' eyes flickered, he stretched out his hand to untie a roll of bandages, and tried to bandage Dongfang's palm, but the blood that gushed out quickly penetrated Clean bandages make platinum nobles fall short.

"I expected it." In fact, even if he didn't appear in front of the Order of the Phoenix to rescue Lucius, I believe Ollivander would have disclosed the news to Dumbledore.Dongfang's gaze stayed on Lucius' knees, the blood spread wantonly along his fingers, and wet a large red stain on the platinum noble's gorgeous robe.Lucius' eyes were focused on the bandage, and there seemed to be something suppressed in his gray-blue eyes, which were a bit duller than usual.

"He—what is there that deserves your so much attachment?" The gauze was soaked again, Lucius threw away the bandage in his hand annoyed, and the magic label that had been spelled automatically slipped off the bandage, reminding the owner to replace it new bandages.

"This is my seat's private matter. You're getting too strict, Lucius." Dongfang Bubai glanced at the platinum nobleman, drew out his left hand, stood up from the sofa, and prepared to leave the room.

But the force from his fingertips stopped Dongfang Bubai's footsteps, and the feeling of the soft touch suddenly sweeping over the wound made him tense his shoulders involuntarily.A few strands of hair swept across the wrist, causing a burst of pain, and the warm touch touched the palm again, tentatively licking the edge of the wound, making a slight sound.

"Severus—what on earth is worthy of your nostalgia, what on earth is worthy of your pampering—" The strong smell of blood on the tip of the tongue makes people sick, which makes the eyes of the platinum nobleman turn faint red, "Obviously, again and again Why, you still allow that humble wizard to trample on your majesty—”

"Lucius Malfoy."

"Why—" Lucius murmured with his lips almost touching the wound, and the warm breath made the pain of the wound tingle with unbearable itch, "You know it well, you have a better choice— I will never betray you, I will never disobey you, I will never hurt you, why, you never want to face me."

Dongfang Bubai sighed slightly, and looked helplessly at Lucius, who was half kneeling on the ground. The almost sobbing tone of the platinum nobleman made him hesitate, and he didn't withdraw his wrist immediately. The latter immediately occupied the entire arm .Dongfang struggled for a while, but failed to shake off Lucius' arm. The red silk jacket that was messy due to the battle finally burst apart under Lucius' pull, and the ruby-carved buttons knocked out a series of brittle cracks on the floor. In the weather approaching September, the gorgeous fabric slid down Dongfang Bubai's shoulders and piled up on his waist in layers.

"I'm sorry, Master." An abnormal feeling of hotness grew up, and this feeling has been lingering since leaving Gringotts, and it has become less intense as time goes by.Even witnessing the master's body with his own eyes would not cause such a strong impulse. Obviously, that damned witch did a lot of hands and feet on her body. Lucius couldn't help but think of the dolls that filled the other party's entire laboratory. He choked up, struggling to force a sound out of his throat.Reaching out to touch the potion bottle on his waist, a light brown liquid filled half of the crystal bottle, so the half bottle of potion that claims to be able to touch all black magic is worth tens of thousands Galleons, and even a Malfoy would be so expensive I feel a pain in the flesh.Lucius shook his wrist, weighed the dosage of the potion, hesitated for a moment and brought the crystal bottle to his lips.

The cold potion drenched his lips, and the platinum noble shuddered. A silver needle brushed his arm and flew out, nailing an owl that broke in through the window to the wall.The silver needle wiped a light bloodstain on the arm, which made Lucius' wrist tremble, and the injured shoulder couldn't control the movement of the wrist, and all the light brown potion was spilled on the collar.

"Oh, no!" The light brown liquid disappeared on the skin and cloth in an instant, Lucius sighed sadly, and the [-] Galleons mourning for himself disappeared into the air.

But the expensive potion on the lips still took effect, a faint halo enveloped Lucius' cheeks, his gray-blue eyes brightened, and even the platinum-blond hair became even more shiny.

"Lucius, are you—could it be—" Dongfang Bubai hesitated as he walked toward the owl, and various rumors about the Platinum family in his memory rushed out, and Lucius's unusually bright eyes reminded him of some specious things. s legend.

"I--very, very good, master." His chin was forcefully lifted by his fingers, he could clearly see his appearance in the blood-colored pupils, and he could even feel his breath close at hand.Lucius subconsciously wanted to look away, but was embarrassed to find that just looking directly at him had already caused his blood to flow down/body.

"Does the Malfoy family really have Veela blood?"

"Yes, master." The inexplicable question made Lucius stunned for a moment. He couldn't figure out Dongfang Invincible's thoughts, so he could only answer frankly, "The Malfoy family does have Veela blood." Malfoy's blood is inherited from Veela, the platinum blond hair color inherited in the family undoubtedly highlights this, but any Malfoy will insist that his hair color has nothing to do with blood.In the era when black magic was prevalent, Veela was far less precious than it is now. Most black wizards domesticated Veela as sex slaves. Having such a bloodline is definitely not an honor.

"My seat, I ignored it."

"Mm - master, you -" Lucius' eyes widened slightly, the feeling of an awkward part being held through the fabric made the platinum noble arch his back like a cat with fur.

"Quiet, Lucius." Dongfang Bubai looked at Lucius' expression from the corner of his eyes, and tightened his fingertips, "Relax."

Lucius whimpered, relaxed his body obediently, let Dongfang untie his belt, and poked his rough fingertips along the edge of his panties with coolness.

"Please, please don't--" The stimulation of finger circles around the top made Lucius gasp for breath to suppress his impulse, and his face was stained with blood.

"What do you want to beg me, Lucius, what don't you want?" Dongfang Bubai narrowed his eyes and looked at Lucius with a somewhat blank expression. Such an innocent expression made the platinum noble look like a bewildered child.

"Please don't, don't--" Lucius snorted, and his fingers moved a little faster, urging himself to give an answer.But the master obviously underestimated his own charm. Lucius turned his face slightly. The master obviously didn't know how charming he was when he closed his eyes slightly, fluttered his thick eyelashes, and spit out * words from his thin lips, so that--

"Lucius, it's wet. For an adult wizard, it's too hasty." Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows at the sticky texture in his palm, and stretched out his hand to pull away Lucius' fingers on his belt.

"Well, please, please allow me, give me--" Lucius' eyes flickered for a moment, his voice softened and he begged, his fingers still stubbornly climbed onto his belt, "I will satisfy you, master, please You allow me to-"

"Quiet."

But the fingers were pulled away again, Dongfang Bubai's cold eyes responded to him, the platinum nobleman couldn't help but shuddered a few times, his slightly raised head sank.The body was turned over suddenly, Lucius wrinkled the tip of his nose, and smelled a strong fishy smell, followed by the pain of being forced to squeeze his body away.The body faithfully responded to the hard pain caused by the fingers forcibly squeezing the sphincter. The slippery fingers touched the intestinal tract, and then pressed hard on a certain position. The strong feeling filled the whole body like an explosion.

"I love you, my only master."

"I know, Lucius, I know." In the last trance of his mind, he seemed to hear such an answer. Lucius struggled to open his eyes, and there was an embarrassing dull pain under his body. It was hard to imagine himself last night Why do you have such a weird spring dream.

The potion bottle hung obstinately in front of Lucius. The platinum noble raised his head, raised his eyebrows and looked directly at the wizard holding the parchment.

"It's a potion that suppresses the bloodline of Meiwa." Dongfang glanced at Lucius, reached out and pushed the candy box on the table, "I watch you drink it, Lucius."

Dongfang's voice was very soft, and Lucius brought the potion bottle to his lips in a trance. The bitter taste of the potion completely awakened the platinum nobleman's mind. He blinked, swallowed the potion in his mouth, and finally understood Dongfang. Bubai's misunderstanding of Meiwa's bloodline.

"Dumbledore hopes that I will go to Hogwarts to teach." Dongfang Bubai glanced at Lucius's facial features wrinkled by the taste of the potion, and stretched out his hand to push another kind of parchment in front of him, "What do you think? ?”

"Dumbledore——" Lucius choked on the potion and coughed a few times before looking at the parchment in disbelief. He looked again at the bright writing on the parchment, Hogwarts professor and appointment The words of the contract are clearly in sight.When he was finally freed from the shock, Dongfang had already disappeared out of the corridor, and the candy box in his hand exuded a sweet smell. Lucius took a pink fudge that filled the whole box, strawberry flavor Yes, it made him feel slightly relaxed.

"Papa, I'm worried about you."

Lucius glanced at his haggard son, reached out and patted the place beside him, "I'm fine, Draco."

"I saw the Daily Prophet, and I'm worried that the godfather will punish you." Drake looked around at Lucius, heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down on the sofa, "Last night, I heard you Weeping—the godfather scolded you and told you to be quiet. I tried to beg the godfather to forgive you, but my grandfather forbade me to do so."

"This is not something you should care about, Drake." Lucius blushed, and quickly interrupted Drake's explanation, "Now go back to your room to review your homework. At this time tomorrow, I will Will spot-check potions for myself."

"Yes, Father." Draco looked at Lucius' face in surprise, and stomped out of the room with puffed cheeks, leaving only the platinum noble to bury himself deeply in the sofa.

"Does the Malfoy family really have Veela blood?"

The voice in the memory was slowly recalled, it was a tone of resignation and pity, followed by fingers gently touching the body.Lucius chuckled, thinking of the various rumors passed down by word of mouth among British wizards.The Malfoy family has the purest Veela blood, the Platinum family can transform into a Veela, the wizards of the Malfoy family will be awakened by the wizard they love deeply, and the Veela who does not get the love of their lover will haggardly lose their lives--

It seems that you have misunderstood something, my dear master.Lucius covered the corner of his mouth with his hand, but the smile still burst out uncontrollably.The Malfoy family has been passed down for so long, and Meiwa's lineage has long been so thin that only this platinum hair color is left.However, since you still have romantic misunderstandings about the blood of the Malfoy family, how can I break your expectations