[HP] love

Hill sat in the corner of Florin's Cold Drink Shop, quietly eating a box of ice cream.Next to him was an owl, looking at him with its head tilted, pecking the cage with its beak from time to time, trying to attract the owner's attention so that he could get some cold drink.

Originally, for a student like him who had no one to contact, an owl was not a necessity, and he did not use it during the first three years of studying at Hogwarts, but who made him have an extra owl this year? Where is the boss!

His father, Mr. Stock, informed him yesterday that his new boss ordered him to have an owl so that he could keep in touch.

This is a very ordinary-looking owl with dark brown feathers that he just bought from the Owl Shop in Ira.Such an ordinary passer-by owl just fits Hill's needs: the price is not high, and he can afford it with his financial level; the appearance is ordinary, and the boss will not reveal his identity when contacting him.

Thinking of this, Hill curled his lips, and immediately resumed his elegant dining posture. It's better not to show it on his face when he slanders the boss or something.

"Hill!"

Hill turned his head and saw two classmates from the same academy as him walking towards him together.He stood up, nodded to them, and greeted them with a smile: "Hi, long time no see, Edwin, Alan!"

"Long time no see, Hill." Edwin Kent nodded to him expressionlessly, as a greeting.

On the contrary, Alan Darko had a bright smile on his face, stretched his right hand over, and patted Hill on the shoulder: "Hey, buddy, why are you sitting here alone? I called you three times just now and you didn't hear , what do you think?"

Sure enough it was him!

This Allen is considered a special case in Slytherin. He looks like a good man, and he greets everyone with a smile as if he is familiar with him. Although there are some people in the academy who disdain to associate with him, most of them still accept this. Existence of exceptions.He seemed to have such a natural affinity that even Edwin Kent, the tallest and worst-tempered boy in the grade, couldn't get mad at him.

But I don't know why, this kind of prince-like heartthrob is actually interested in ordinary people like me.Since the first grade, Allen discussed changing rooms with his roommates, and lived in his dormitory grandly. After that, he was inseparable every day, and even he became popular in Slytherin.

No, Edwin greeted him.

"Hill, didn't you say that you don't have time recently, so I asked Edwin to go shopping with me!" Allen looked at him complainingly, "This iceberg face is meaningless at all, so you can get it for me Things, if I knew you could come, I wouldn't call him!"

Looking at Alan with a pouty mouth, and then glancing at Edwin with a serious expression out of the corner of his eye, Hill still decided that silence is golden.He silently took the few things in Allen's hands, and he was extremely glad that Edwin had already taken the big head.

"Edwin, let's eat something too!" Instead of continuing shopping, Allen sat down and continued to say to Hill: "Oh, did you finally buy the owl? What's its name?"

"I haven't taken it yet..."

"How can you not take a name?" Allen complained, "By the way, Hill, tell me, why did you lie to me!" He suddenly remembered what he was asking, and shouted again.

Seeing that Edwin also sat down, Hill sighed, knowing that he couldn't leave for the time being, he asked the boss to order two more ice creams, and then said to Allen: "I was really Something happened, my father found a part-time job for me, but today the boss wants to accompany his son to go shopping, so he gave me a holiday."

"Part-time job?!" Allen suddenly became excited, "What kind of part-time job? Have you started making money now? Speaking of which, my father also wanted to give me a shop for fun..."

"Alan!" Edwin suddenly interrupted Alan's words, and Alan also reacted immediately, and closed his mouth resentfully.

Hill didn't show embarrassment at all, "It's a handyman, and you know the situation of our family!" After finishing speaking, he shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

Seeing this, Allen made a grimace at Edwin, with a look of 'I knew Hill wouldn't mind', and Hill could clearly see the helplessness in Edwin's eyes.

"Alan, have you finished writing your thesis?" Hill asked, looking at the head opposite with ice cream stuffed into his mouth.

"Ah, it's over!" Allen was visibly refreshed.

"Finished?" Hill was really surprised this time, he stared at the head that continued to shake with wide eyes.

"Edwin wrote it for me."

Hearing the natural answer, Hill looked clearly at Edwin, who was still staring at the ice cream in front of him blankly, as if he was considering whether he really wanted to touch it.Sensing Hill's sight, Edwin raised his head and glanced at him, "It is said that this year, our savior will come to school..."

"Ah! Really?" Hearing the topic he was interested in, Allen's head popped out of the ice cream, "Are we going to be classmates with Harry Potter?" His expression was both surprised and expectant. He kept staring at Edwin's face.

"According to the calculation, the savior is indeed 11 years old this year..." Hill looked away, and stopped looking at Edwin. The other's eyes always made him feel that he was seen through.

"Great, I've wanted to see what he looks like a long time ago! Say, his scar..." Before Allen could finish his guess about the savior, Edwin motioned him to look at Hill direction behind.

Hill also turned his head and took a look, but with just this look, his heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out.The tall and straight body, the platinum-blond long hair, the haughty expression...all of them showed the other party's identity——Mr. Lucius Malfoy.

When they looked at him, he was leaning over and talking to a child with the same platinum blonde hair, and there was a gentle expression on his face from time to time.

It should be his son...

Looking at the little Malfoy who was trying to make the same gesture as the big Malfoy, Hill thought to himself, but didn't realize that his hands were unconsciously clenched with sweat.

This year, is his son coming to Hogwarts too?

Edwin and Alan beside him had already stood up, "Let's go say hello, I haven't seen Uncle Lucius for a long time, it seems that this year Xiaolong will also enter school!" Looking happy, "Do you want to go together?" he asked Hill.

"Oh, no, I don't think Mr. Malfoy knows me, and he probably doesn't want to know me at this time." Hill shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed.

Perhaps thinking of Hill's mercenary father, Alan shut his mouth.Edwin patted his head, and then led him towards the father and son.

Hill watched the two people arrive in front of Malfoy and his son. They saluted and greeted familiarly. Sir Lucius Malfoy even showed a compassionate expression similar to an ordinary "elder". He should be Kudos to Ellen and maybe a mention to their dad!

Allen also looked kind, and Hill never knew that the two of them had such a close relationship!

Following Alan's fingers, Lord Malfoy looked this way.

They seem to have mentioned themselves!

Hilde's nerves suddenly tensed up. He suddenly felt that the way he tilted his neck and looked at the other party was so stupid, but he couldn't reverse this posture at all, so he could only stand up and face the other party pretending to be calm. a gift.

Mr. Malfoy squinted his eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, nodded his head lightly, as a return of the salute, then raised his head arrogantly, and turned back to talk to Allen and Edwin.

Just looking at each other for a few seconds, Hill felt his back was soaked.He sat down stiffly, with his back to them, and subconsciously tapped the ice cream that had begun to melt with the spoon in his hand. He knew he couldn't hear what was being said behind him, but he still listened hard with his ears up.

"Hi, what are you thinking?" Alan's voice sounded in his ear, and Hill knew they were back.

"Ah, it's nothing," he replied absent-mindedly, but his eyes drifted back involuntarily. "Is Mr. Malfoy accompanying his son to buy school supplies?" He asked pretending to be nonchalant.The two figures had gone far away in sight, and a woman could be vaguely seen facing them, that should be his wife.

"Yeah, I didn't expect Xiaolong to enter school this year. I have to tell my father tonight, but he forgot to tell me!" Allen complained.

Hill didn't look back until he couldn't see them, "Your family and the Malfoy family are family friends?"

"It's not a family friend, just some business contacts. When I was young, I used to play in Malfoy Manor, but when I got older, I went less often." Alan replied while eating.

"Oh..." Hill was silent, but suddenly found that Edwin next to him was looking at him thoughtfully. He was startled and looked away.When he looked at the other party again, he found that he had already started looking at Allen.

"Then, let's see you on the train!" Allen waved happily, and Edwin nodded expressionlessly beside him.

"Okay, see you on the train!" Hill said with a smile.

"Don't forget to give your Mr. Owl a nice name! If you can't think of it, just write to me!" Allen suddenly remembered this and added quickly.

"Okay." Hill couldn't help but look at Mr. Owl hanging on his hand, and curled his lips.

He really doesn't like Floo.

Hill swayed in the fireplace for a few times before he stood still, patted the dust off his body, and stepped out of the fireplace.

"Master Hill, the master is looking for you." The old housekeeper Stuart stood in front of the fireplace, and immediately informed him of the news upon seeing him.

Hill frowned, but there was no expression on his face. He nodded: "I see, then, I will trouble you to bring these things to my room."

Obediently taking the school supplies in Hill's hand, Stuart bowed expressionlessly: "Okay, Master Hill."

Ignoring him any more, Hill walked towards his father's study.

The castle is large, old and deep, built by George Stoke, the founder of the Stoke family, 1000 years ago.Walking in such an ancient castle, Hill always felt that the emptiness was a bit scary.However, in any case, this seems to be the only property of the Stoke family now!

There are quite a few portraits around, but most of them stare at him gloomyly without taking their eyes off.Already accustomed to this kind of staring ceremony, Hill's steps didn't fluster at all, but he was thinking about his father's reason for calling him here.

Walking to the door of the study, he stopped for a while, pursed his lips, and finally said softly: "Father."

The door opened without a sound.