[HP] love

This is an extremely simple and exquisite locket, with the traces of time visible, but it does not appear old and outdated because of this, but exudes a mysterious color, which makes people involuntarily put their eyes on it .But to Hill, it was like a weapon that could kill someone at any time. Just putting it beside him made his muscles want to tremble.

And I have indeed experienced this feeling before, whether it is when facing Professor Quirrell or the mysterious notebook in Malfoy's study, it seems to bring him the same feeling.Hill carefully picked up the locket and looked at it carefully, resisting the urge to stay away, and carefully inspected this thing that made him very afraid.

He raised his head in doubt, Hill couldn't believe his own judgment, why did he feel that this thing was a relic of Salazar Slytherin - Slytherin's locket?He had read about it in "A Piece of Hogwarts History" and seen pictures.Although his memory is a little fuzzy, he can be sure that the photo on the picture is almost exactly the same as the one he is holding in his hand now!But how could Slytherin's locket smell evil?Hill looked at the locket in his hand with some doubts, hesitating to draw a conclusion.

In the end, he frowned and put the locket back into the magic-insulating pouch. The pressure in the air disappeared immediately. He let out a breath of stale air, and his nerves relaxed a lot.It seems that this small locket is what the rab sent!Although he didn't know who he was, Hill had to admit that what he thought was correct, and handling this item was definitely an extremely dangerous thing.And now the only clue is the notebook that has not been opened.

Without any hesitation, Hill took out the notebook, and the unexpected lightness made him stunned.Turning to the first page, a line of beautiful words came into view, "We know very little about the soul." Hill read out the only line of words, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

"Good day, Mr. Malfoy." In the store of the Stoke family in the new business district, Hill met Lucius as promised.

After looking at the young man, it was interesting to find that the other party seemed to have grown into a person he had never seen before. Lucius raised his lips and said, "Good day, Mr. Stoke." He casually picked a boy beside Hill. Take a chair and sit down.

"I am very grateful for your help the day before yesterday." At this moment, their eyes stayed on the same level. Hill had never looked at Lucius from this angle during the day when the sun was shining, and he felt complicated emotions for a while. spread all over his body.

"That's nothing," Lucius said indifferently, "and, you have already expressed your thanks in advance." He stared at the other party with gray eyes jokingly, and as expected, he was sitting across from him just now The serious boy instantly turned red.

Hill looked at Lucius in embarrassment. Although there was no one around, he still felt embarrassed.At this moment, he no longer needs to obtain his own interests through that relationship, but the other party still reminds him all the time that it cannot be avoided. "Mr. Malfoy, I don't understand what you're saying."

Seeing that the other party suppressed the strong feelings in his heart and said these words to himself pretending to be calm, Lucius was not angry, but stared at him with interest for a while, and then said as if nothing had happened: "I mean, I really need someone who can keep the new business district from fluctuating."

Hill knew that he was talking nonsense with his eyes open. How could such a small shop change owners, what big fluctuations could it cause?But at this moment, he couldn't refute at all, and could only go on as he wanted: "It's my honor."

Hill felt extremely uncomfortable, he could feel Lucius' eyes sweeping towards him indistinctly, but he did it very covertly.But after his 15th birthday, his five senses became extremely sensitive, so he could clearly feel the other party's scrutiny, which made him quite uncomfortable.Moreover, a more important reason is that he no longer wants to have anything to do with this person!This was not just because of their unresolved relationship, but what made him more determined was the notebook he saw at home this morning.

Hill was horrified by the speculation described in Frida's notes, but he couldn't help but believe it.And if it was true that the Slytherin locket was a container of soul fragments, as his father said, then it was self-evident what the black notebook that made him feel similar was all about.Lucius Malfoy owns a Horcrux, and it is rumored that he used to be a Death Eater. The combination of these two points makes him stay away from each other.Hill worked hard to adjust his expression, not wanting the other party to see any clues.

Lucius found it very interesting. This young man who was still wriggling and moaning on his bed a few days ago was now sitting on an equal seat with himself and discussing the development of the store in a serious manner. One thing is more fun!He secretly observed Hill's every move quietly but with great interest. His pretentious behavior was really cute, and now he didn't want to break through this disguise. Maybe besides the charm on the bed, he could still Surprise yourself at other times?

"I heard Draco say that you still own a magic shop in France?" Lucius asked casually.

"That's all run by Allen," Hill said quickly, "I don't have the talent in this area."

"Then I believe you can also run this store well." Lucius ignored Hill's modesty and expressed his thoughts firmly.

"...I will do my best..." For a while, Hill didn't know what expression to use to express his inner emotions.

"I don't want my plan to change in any way," Lucius looked at the boy with gray eyes, with an undeniable color inside, "Anything!"

Hilton immediately understood that Bailey's unexpected death had disrupted his plans, which seemed to make him very unhappy, "Yes, Mr. Malfoy." He stood up and said sincerely.

Glancing at him with satisfaction, Lucius nodded, knowing that the boy would understand what he meant.Gracefully got up, walked out of the shop door haughtily, and left here under Hill's watch.

No matter what Hill thinks about this unexpected shop, Allen is very happy.

"Oh, then we can save the rent money, and our branch store is settled!" When Hill told him the news after returning to school, he said excitedly.

"Yes, it's still managed by you. I'm really not good at doing this." Hill expressed his helplessness in the management.

"Of course I left it to me!" Allen waved his hand and said indifferently, "However, with Uncle Malfoy's care, no one will bully your shop in the new business district."

"I don't think Mr. Malfoy takes any care of me." Hill said blankly.

"Merlin, don't say you didn't notice!" Allen sat up from the bed and stared straight at Hill's face, "Now the entire aristocratic circle is discussing one thing, and that is Malfoy's New favorite!"

"You mean, me?" Hill had an unbelievable suspicion on his face.

Allen nodded solemnly.