[HP] love

"Or, what are you scheming about, Lucius?" Snape looked coldly at his friend who was still looking good across the way.

Lucius shook the wine glass in his hand, took a sip as if he didn't hear anything, and then looked up at the person across the table, "Severus, you are always so suspicious. I'm just curious about it, After all, it's something that even Malfoy doesn't know about, and it's not very common in the wizarding world, is it?"

"Hmph!" Snape turned his face away, he would not believe the nonsense that Lucius said, but he also understood that what the other party said meant that he would not tell himself the answer.Watching words and expressions is the first lesson that all Slytherins must learn.

"Then, I'll take it as your agreement." Lucius said with confidence.

"Don't expect me to tell you anything!" Snape stood up suddenly, and after saying this, he left the cubicle without looking back.Looking at his menacing back, Lucius couldn't help but smile. He knew this friend just as he knew himself. There was a friendship between them, and all Slytherins believed that such a bond was the best. solid.

Old Parker was sitting on the counter and taking a nap, bored, and the afternoon sun just shone in, making him very warm and comfortable.But happiness was always short-lived. A loud noise sounded beside him, and old Pike trembled, almost rolling off his chair in fright.When he opened his eyes, he saw that his door had been kicked open forcefully, and he was showing his existence pitifully, while the perpetrator had already walked out of the door, and was walking farther and farther with fast strides .

Old Pike stretched his neck and looked in that direction, muttering in his mouth: "You are so angry at a young age, it seems that the life of a bachelor is really not very easy!" Just after finishing speaking, he looked at the opposite direction again, as if he was afraid of the other party heard something.

The afternoon sun was indeed intoxicating, and it didn't take long before he squinted his eyes and nodded again.But today it seemed that the god of sleep did not take care of him. He had just fallen asleep when he heard the knock on the counter, and old Pike was woken up again.

"Old Pike, wake up!" The visitor seemed impatient and kept urging the old man.

Old Pike raised his eyes and greeted listlessly: "It's Mr. Stoke..."

"Where's my medicine?" Bailey Stoker gave him a disgusted look, then looked around furtively, "Hurry up and get it out, I've ordered it for a week!"

Hearing this anxious urging, Old Pike had no intention of getting up anytime soon. He stretched his waist slowly, and took a broom to sweep the dust on the counter slowly, and then calmly walked from under his feet. After rummaging through the box for a long time, I took out a tattered and dirty leather bag.

Bailey looked at him eagerly, as if he also knew that he couldn't rush now, and just stretched his neck to express his eagerness.Old Pike looked at the bag as if teasing him, shook his head and stuffed it back.

"What's wrong?" Bailey asked anxiously.

"I didn't find a potion master to make it this time, so the medicine can't be guaranteed. You'd better wait." Old Pike said sincerely.

The sparks of anger could be seen in Bailey's eyes, he angrily pulled out a money bag from his cuff, and threw it in front of old Pike, "I knew you old man would say that, count it, is it enough? "

As if he didn't see the contempt in the other party's eyes, Old Pike took the money bag with a smile on his face, opened it and poured out a bunch of Galleons. He really counted them one by one, and then he took out the bag just now , Reluctantly handed it to Bailey, "I really can't use it much..."

"Troubleshooting!" Bailey snatched the bag from the opponent, looked around, found no one, put it in his arms and walked away.

"Bah!" After he walked away, the old Pike spat at the back, "That's it, still wanting to satisfy that slut, what a toad wants to eat swan meat!"

At this moment, the small door behind Old Pike was opened again.His expression instantly became quite respectful, and he even turned around immediately and saluted.The other party waved his hand arrogantly, but he didn't care, he still smiled obsequiously and said, "My lord, are you leaving?"

Nodding in disbelief, Lucius straightened the hood on his head and asked casually, "Mr. Stoke just now?"

"Yes, my lord," Old Pike nodded, leaned forward mysteriously, and said softly, "He's here to buy some secret medicine. You know, sometimes you need to have side effects if you want to satisfy a woman." Good health..." After finishing speaking, he still laughed wretchedly, but before laughing twice, seeing the other party's disinterest, he closed his mouth embarrassingly.

"I believe you know what to say." Lucius glanced at him indifferently.

"Of course, my lord." Old Pike was so frightened that his head was sweating, he nodded again and again, until the figure of the other party disappeared completely, he let out a sigh of relief, and slumped on the chair.

On the contrary, Hill's life was quite fulfilling.

After getting up every day, he went straight to the basement study. With Stewart's management, he would stay there until bedtime at night before coming out.He had an unparalleled opportunity: Mrs. Stocker's attention was all captured by Mrs. Zabini, and he also left early and returned late every day; and Ajel also left home early for London, at least for a year. Will not be coming back here again.In addition, no one in Stoke's family would have noticed his whereabouts, even if he disappeared from his family's sight for a few days, no one would have noticed.

This actually made Hill's tense heart relax a lot. After being shocked by what Stuart said just now, he still doesn't want to see anyone in the family. He is very afraid that his expression will bring out certain emotions.And this also caused him to spend more and more time in the basement study.

In the first few days, Hill was afraid that Mr. Stoke would ask about everything about Malfoy Manor, or that the white falcon flying from Malfoy Manor would question what happened that night.But after waiting for several days in a row, neither of these two things happened, and he only received an ordinary letter from Draco, which described his complaints about his sudden departure in a sad tone, and also cryptically expressed Concerned about the so-called urgent matter of his family.

It wasn't until he received this letter that Hill seemed relieved. Although he didn't know why Lucius had concealed the facts of that night for him, it seemed that at least he was causing trouble for him temporarily.He guessed in his heart that the reason why the other party didn't attack immediately might be because Lucius' carelessness that night made him feel very embarrassed, but no matter what the reason was, it was indeed a fact that the other party let him go temporarily.Although he still felt that Lucius must have hated this incident, Hill no longer had the time and energy to think about these future matters, and he devoted all his energy to studying the materials in the study.

Because of his status, he has never been allowed to enter the study of the Stoke family, and now he suddenly has so many books for himself to read, not to mention that each book is of great value, and Hill, who was hit by great happiness, Now my eyes are full of these books, and I don't care about anything else.

He found that most of the books in the study were about black magic and alchemy. Although there were other books, there were not many of them.This discovery made Hill ecstatic. He obsessively browsed the books he was interested in one by one, but it was a little sad to find that the alchemy talent he was proud of before was only at the entry level in these books.But it was this that aroused his desire to win even more. After watching Hill for a few days, he felt like he had stepped onto a new level. Practice!

Today, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a copy of "Runes You Don't Know" on the top shelf. He picked up a chair and stepped on it with great interest, and moved the book out a little bit on tiptoe.But because his height was still a little short, a wooden box fell down along with the book with a "bang", and hit Hill's head heavily.The box fell to the ground, the lid was smashed open, and the contents inside were scattered all over the floor.

Hill immediately squatted on the chair in pain and kneaded for a long time.When the pain subsided, he opened his eyes and fell to the ground with a painful expression on his face.Rummaging the ground for the things that fell out of the box, and putting them back one by one.A strangely delicate little box; a piece of parchment that had been opened, what looked to be a letter, and Hill carefully placed them back in the fallen box.Looking around, he found that the last envelope was left not far away, and Hill took two steps towards it and reached out to pick it up.Just as he was about to return it to its original place, his eyes accidentally scanned the words written on it, and he froze for a moment.

"To my only friend, Frieda," Hill whispered.

It was the first time he saw anything related to the name Frida in this room other than the magic wand, and complex emotions spread throughout his body.Pursing his lips forcefully, Hill couldn't even move his eyes away from the extremely ordinary envelope. He stretched out his finger and scribbled word by word, "Important," he looked at the last word on the envelope, Read it involuntarily.

This box seems to hold the secret of the man he might call his father.Thinking of this, Hill's heart suddenly thumped non-stop.