if i am not me

In the silent mountains and forests in the south of Northumberland, there is the huge Malfoy Manor, which is praised by other noble families for its luxurious beauty and hidden geographical environment, but what no one knows is that at this moment However, the mood of the owner of the manor is not as good as this manor is generally favored by the bright July sun.

Lucius Malfoy had already walked around the luxurious and meticulously decorated study room a few times. His footprints were left in different shades on the exquisite Persian carpet, and his frown also showed his bad mood.

Malfoy is an ancient magic family that has been inherited for thousands of years. Today, when magic families are becoming more and more rare, they enjoy even more lofty honor and status.Similarly, such a family will definitely not lack various information channels. They always need a lot of secret information, such as the real candidate for the next patriarch of other magical families, such as the latest hobby of the Minister of Magic, such as... Happened not long ago The theft at Hogwarts...

Although there are not many insiders, a secret cannot remain a secret forever.

The appearance of Voldemort undoubtedly broke the rare peace of the past ten years.As the patriarch of the Malfoy family, Lucius now faces a difficult choice-whether to follow in the footsteps of the Dark Lord or stand on the side of the so-called 'light' against him.

All kinds of chaotic thoughts collided with each other in his mind, and Lucius' long platinum-blond hair, which was always meticulous, also shook and loosened a little in the messy steps.

Finally, after pondering for a long time, Lucius walked to a hidden portrait in the study, and pulled out the silver snake-decorated wand in his arms.A long incantation was murmured from the thin lips, and after the incantation was over, the portrait opened gently like a door, and behind it, a hollow alcove suddenly appeared.

Carefully taking out the wooden box engraved with complicated patterns, Lucius looked complicated, and when he was still a little hesitant, there was a knock on the door of the study. "Honey, can I come in?"

Hearing that it was his wife, Lucius loosened his grip on the box and returned to the desk with the wooden box in his hands. He said lightly, "Come in."

Hearing her husband's reply, Narcissa gracefully opened the ebony wood door, signaling Dobby the house elf to put the afternoon tea on the round table aside, and she walked straight to her husband.

Lucius looked at his beautiful wife, her slender figure and firm white skin made her look extremely young. Who would have thought that they already had a child as old as Xiaolong?Thinking of Drake, Lucius' brows that had been tensed for a whole day showed signs of loosening, and the corners of his thin mouth curled up, and he asked, "Where's Xiaolong?"

"He," when talking about her son, Narcissa lost the restraint of a lady, and her smiling face was full of maternal tenderness. "Busy writing letters to his little friends."

Raising his eyebrows, Lucius said clearly, "It's that Harry Johnson again. Didn't he just write it yesterday?"

"The children can't stop talking, hehe. That child should be good. It's rare that Xiaolong and him are so congenial." Narcissa smiled and smoothed the few wrinkles on Lucius' forehead.Suddenly, she caught sight of the wooden box on the table, and there was a sudden gasp. The moment she saw the box, her relaxed and comfortable mood disappeared, "This is not..." Narcissa looked at her husband anxiously, I want to prove my guess.

However, Lucius's furious frown shattered the last trace of luck in Narcissa's heart. She didn't know what her face was like now, but judging from the worry revealed in her husband's eyes, it was definitely not normal.Swallowing, she felt her throat was terribly dry.

"He...he's back?"

That nod and the information it contained made Narcissa almost untenable.Hastily raising his hand to support his wife who had become weak due to his words, Lucius sighed softly.I don't know how long it took, Narcissa took a deep breath before looking at the wooden box again, "Are you going to... let it out?"

Lucius still just nodded, but his wife understood her husband's decision—a decision that was extremely difficult for him.Narcissa's hands trembled slightly, but she still stepped forward to hug her husband, and kissed Lucius' forehead lightly. This move always miraculously brought her unparalleled courage, "Go ahead, Lucius .They have gone too far these years...Malfoy's glory cannot be threatened or insulted!"

Hearing this, Lucius smiled rarely, sincerely.

"Xiaolong will be okay?" Suddenly, Narcissa asked worriedly. After all, it was about her son's personal safety. As a mother, she couldn't help worrying about it.

But Lucius, who had already made up his mind at this time, was full of self-confidence, which made him look tall and stalwart. "Of course, my dear, don't forget, that is the protector of Slytherin."

After speaking, the couple looked at each other and smiled, and the sunlight outside the window seemed to fill the study room in an instant.However, no one noticed that in the dark corner beside the round table, the house elf with a pair of cloudy eyes was drooping his eyelids because of their conversation, hiding his rapidly flickering pupils, and its pointed nails dug deep into the palm of his hand.

The man in a suit and leather shoes hurriedly turned one street corner after another with a briefcase. He took out the paper in his pocket and checked the address again and again, hoping that he had found the right place.While looking at the address and checking the house number, he finally stopped in front of a rusty gate.Meditating on God, he knocked on the door full of hope—this was the last address he could find.

He thought that such a dilapidated building should have a wrinkled old man like in the movie, but he found that he was wrong, and it was a long-haired boy with emerald green eyes who came to open the door for him.

"Sir, what can I do?" Harry opened the door, opened his eyes wide with doubts, and politely asked the elegantly dressed man in front of him.

Harry's rebellious long hair obviously surprised the man a little bit, but he immediately restored the professional smile on his face, "Hi, may I ask, Mary, does Ms. Madill live here?" in a warm voice , accompanied by a smile on his face does have a convincing ability.It's just that his eyes still glanced at Harry's long hair from time to time, which was so rare that it was black and smooth. In his opinion, it was a pity that such hair grew on a boy, but the boy was very handsome and matched This hairstyle is also strangely suitable.

Hearing what he said, Harry smiled slightly, and made a please gesture, "She is busy inside, please wait a moment." It's not that he didn't notice the man's gaze, but it was to Harry who was used to other people's gaze. It's really nothing.Graciously invited the man into the house, Harry led him into the living room and then walked towards the kitchen.

Using the rubber band in his hand to tie up the long hair that had not been tied up in the future, Harry saw Mary busy in the kitchen. "Mary, someone is looking for you." After saying that, Harry took over her work and winked at her with a smile, "Adjust your hair, ma'am."

Mary lightly smiled and knocked on his forehead, and after arranging her hair and clothes, she went to the living room.Thinking of Harry's mischievous smile just now, she couldn't help feeling soft again.This kid has become a lot more cheerful after he went to school. Is it because he is surrounded by people like him, that's why he has changed?

Perhaps, it is really because of the sense of belonging.

Drinking tea served by a brunette girl, the man looked around the room without any trace.The courtyard is full of various plants. Although the house is dilapidated, it is neat and clean.Judging from the survey data, this Ms. Mary McDill is indeed a very respectable person.

At a young age, she got a considerable inheritance from her father who died young a few years ago. Just when everyone was guessing how this rich girl would handle the property, she surprised everyone. opened this private orphanage.Although there are not many adopted children, what she has done is still admirable, but... the dilapidated atmosphere around her still reveals her inability to do what she wants in recent years.

"Hello, are you looking for me?" Coming out of the room, Mary immediately saw the man sitting on the sofa, looking at him with a smile, and Mary thought about the purpose of his trip.

Mary's arrival made the man stand up immediately, and politely stretched out his right hand, "Hello, Ms. McDill. I'm Jonah Purfiss."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Pfiss." After shaking hands, the two sat down facing each other. "May I ask why you're here?"

"Of course, ma'am." Pfiss said with a smile, and opened his briefcase. "It's about the inheritance procedures of an inheritance. We need your answer."

Harry hummed an out-of-key tune to the music on the radio, and quickly peeled the potatoes with his hands.He was in a good mood from the moment he saw Pufis. Of course there was a reason for that. After all, everything was within his expectations, and he couldn't help but be unhappy.

Since a few months ago, the situation in the orphanage has gotten worse. Although Mary doesn't say anything, the children are not fools.Even though Viri, Aiwen, and Joan all started working part-time to subsidize their families, they still couldn't stand the consumption of the orphanage.

Regular sources of income could not make up for the household, so Harry could only find a way to find another way, but what he didn't expect was that he finally found a way.In fact, this was completely an accident. Not long ago, Mary left for a while, because a distant relative of hers was dying. As a member of the family, she naturally wanted to visit.It was nothing at first, but Harry paid more attention to it.Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to detect the ulterior motives among those heirs who had the right to inherit. Harry decided to make a move after careful consideration.In any case, such a lighthearted and proper approach was always appreciated, especially when Harry wasn't too keen on causing too much trouble.

At first, Harry hesitated a little because the old man had an orthodox heir. After all, he just wanted to get a piece of the pie, not all of it.It's just that after accidents happened to the first-in-line heir and other people with the right to inherit one after another, Harry decided to swallow all the property.The rich family has never lacked intrigues and power struggles, and what Harry has to do is to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

When there was only the last so-called orthodox heir left, Harry started. The death of the final suspect made the police have a wider association with the identity of the perpetrator, but it also brought the case into a stalemate.No one doubted Mary, a kind woman who looked as good as the old man. Even if they thought about it during the investigation, the suspicion disappeared after seeing Mary herself.What's more, Mary was an innocent beneficiary, so the case could only be settled in the end.

Just as he was secretly laughing at his own plan, suddenly, the sound of flapping wings brought Harry back to his fuzzy thoughts. He looked up out of the window, and saw the familiar black horned owl flying into the kitchen flamboyantly.After a while, Harry watched the owl parked in front of him raise its haughty head and raised its talons as usual.

"Oh, this time it's taffy, er...it tastes really good." He took off the letter and package from the owl's feet with ease, opened it quickly, and threw a piece of the contents into his mouth.At this moment, the completely ignored owl let out a few discontented screams, successfully attracting Harry's attention.

"Oh, I'm sorry." With an unapologetic smile, Harry grabbed some meat and fed it into its mouth, then raised the corner of his mouth and said to it, "Wait for me, I'll write back and let you take it."

Pulling out the paper and pen that was always in his pocket, Harry spread it on his knees as usual and started his daily 'diary'.Soon, a letter as long as 5 inches was completed.Waving to the impatient owl, Harry quickly tied the letter to its foot, and a small package was attached to the letter, which contained Mary's special fruit pie.Seeing that the owl who got the reply did not stay for a moment, and immediately flapped its wings and flew out of the narrow dark room, Harry giggled.No wonder it even has its feathers erected. After all, it goes back and forth to two places far apart every day. Even an owl who is a "postman" will get bored and impatient sometimes.

Mary and Pufis had been talking for a long time, and it wasn't until they finished dinner that Mary arrived belatedly and sat at the table that had already been prepared.

Willie looked behind Mary and made sure he didn't see another figure. He couldn't help being a little surprised: "Where is that gentleman, won't you stay for dinner?"

"He seems to be very busy, so you can only be disappointed." Mary seemed to have met some happy event, and she looked radiant. "Ah, I think I have something to announce before eating."

Mary's attitude made several children look at her with blinked eyes. Obviously, they were all curious about what could make Mary smile so brightly.

"Cough..." With a clear cough, the smile on Mary's face deepened, "Mr. Pfiss told me just now that as the last heir of the distant relative I fell ill not long ago, I was told that I got a lot of money." heritage."

"So... kids, we're moving!"