The little life of a platinum darling

"You mean—my, 14-year-old son—will be a warrior—to participate in that—dangerous—and even fatal—triwizard tournament?" Lucius stared wide He closed his eyes, stared at the person in front of him, and read out the question he wanted to say word by word.He gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to eat the person in front of him down to the bone.

Ludo Bagman's forehead was already full of cold sweat, he shook his hand and took out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped it quickly a few times: "Wait! Mr Malfoy, please calm down, I—"

"And you still dare to come to me and 'congratulate' me?" Lucius resisted the urge to grab the guy in front of him by the collar and throw it out of his office!How dare he come here to "congratulate" him!

Lucius felt that he was about to suffocate with anger, and he took a few deep breaths with all his strength: "Which one is it?"

"What?" Bagman was trying his best to make Malfoy in front of him less excited, and was stunned when he heard Lucius' question.But after all, he has been in the Ministry of Magic for so long, and he immediately reacted: "It's your...youngest son. That one is called Fivenret!" Oh, I heard that Malfoy's younger son is older than the orthodox heir Son loves it even more!Merlin bless him from being turned into a cracked Goblet of Fire with Malfoy's wand and then thrown into the fireplace beside him and burned!

Lucius clenched his hands tightly, twisted the snake-headed stick in his right hand, and stared at him for a long time through gritted teeth.Of course he believed in his son's ability, but the Triwizard Tournament was not a safe and friendly match that would make people feel at ease.Such a thing happened, how could he not be angry, how could he not be worried: "I think I need a reasonable explanation."

"Oh, this..." Bagman immediately realized that Malfoy wasn't even the slightest bit happy about his son becoming a warrior the first time Lucius glared at him.In fact, he should have thought about it a long time ago, but he ran over without thinking clearly in a moment of excitement: "I think you should probably ask Dumbledore, maybe he should be clear."

Lucius twitched the corners of his mouth, shook the sleeves of his robe, glared at Bagman again, then turned and walked towards the fireplace.He decided to go back to the manor directly after going to Hogwarts. The senior members of the Ministry of Magic have been working day and night for the Triwizard Tournament and the diplomatic issues with Germany and France, and he is so busy every day. Little time to take care of his hair and skin, and the result is that his own son has become a warrior in that damned game?

He grabbed a handful of Floo powder from the ceramic jar hanging on the wall and sprinkled it into the fireplace that was burning vigorously: "Hogwarts Vault Office!" Then he stepped in immediately.

"Severus!" As soon as he stepped out of the fireplace, he immediately saw his old friend, and at the same time saw his youngest son sitting opposite Snape, and the two seemed to be talking before he came, "What is this?" what's going on?"

"Father." Feverret stood up.Although he wanted to go to Draco as soon as possible, but the godfather had to come here.The combined negative emotions of himself and Draco made him feel so depressed that he almost wanted to find an empty place immediately and yell out regardless of his image.

"Phivin," Lucius came over, gave him a quick hug and let him go immediately: "Why did you become a warrior? I thought I told you to put your own safety first."

Fei Wenrui nodded.He is very anxious now, but he restrained his urge to shout out: "I didn't sign up, but Dumbledore pronounced my name—there was a message flying out of the Goblet of Fire!" A note with your name."

"Did Dumbledore say anything?" Almost without waiting for his words to fall, Lucius asked immediately--in fact, it would be a bit rude, they would always shut their mouths and look at each other Indicate that he will not continue until he has finished speaking.

Snape turned to look at this uninvited old friend, Lucius used to come to his cellar like this, his fireplace floo was on at any time of the day because Lucius would Come here, and the users of this fireplace are mostly his blond friends: "Dumbledore doesn't know why."

"He set the age line, and he assured the Ministry of Magic that there would be no problems." Lucius remembered what Dumbledore said when discussing the competition process.

"Lucius, has your brain been stuffed with achnatherum, calm down now, are you telling me that you are only 11 years old or a little troll in the first grade without the ability to think?" Snape thought His irritability was not much less than that of Lucius.His eyes were empty, and he had already hidden his emotions.

Lucius gritted his teeth and tried to calm himself down a bit: "Feiwen, you go to your brother first, he must be very anxious." He looked at Feiwenruite and decided to let his younger son leave.

Feverret left immediately obediently - of course he wanted it - and walked quickly to the Slytherin lounge.He felt now that he needed to have a good talk with Draco so that both of them could feel at ease.

Draco has been in a bad mood ever since Faverete was called by his name.When the two of them are very excited, their emotions will more or less infect each other, so now he doesn't know whether the depression in his heart is more of his own or Feiwen's.But he's sure he'd love to find a place to growl and blow off steam, or smash that goddamn Goblet of Fire!

After the professors all entered the small room, the students left the hall one after another to go back to rest.Draco followed Blaise back into the lounge, trying to ignore the irritability in his heart, thinking about what was going on.

First of all, it is impossible for Feiwen to throw his name into the Goblet of Fire by himself, although Feiwen also went to the hall once when he went to the kitchen this morning, but he was not around at that time so he didn't know.But Feiwen has no reason to sign up at all, and it is impossible for him to sign up for such a game due to his character.Then it can only be that someone wants to harm him, or more seriously, wants to harm Malfoy?Was it someone sent by the Dark Lord's soul piece to do something, or was it some other force that they hadn't noticed?

And that savior Potter, three warriors had already appeared, why was his name spit out by the Goblet of Fire?Is it a charm spell?So who cast the spell on the Goblet of Fire?It can be determined that it is absolutely impossible for ordinary students to use the bewitching spell that can confuse advanced magic items such as the Goblet of Fire.More than [-]% of Porter's becoming a warrior is due to those Death Eaters. Maybe that soul movie wants to kill Potter in this Triwizard Tournament!

If this is the case, then Feiwen is likely to be even more dangerous!

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and he kept pacing back and forth in the lounge.Blaise and Pansy sat on the chairs on one side, and couldn't put them down to go to the dormitory by themselves.

Of course, they couldn't be the only ones in the lounge. Many Slytherins wanted to see what was going on and stayed in the lounge, waiting for their chief to come back.Most people felt that it was impossible for Feverret to sign up voluntarily, and as a Malfoy, there was no reason to participate at all.

It wasn't until the door of the lounge was opened, and Feverret walked in from the door, that Draco suddenly felt better, as long as he saw the other party, he could immediately feel at ease.

Feverret nodded to the Slytherins in the lounge as a greeting, and then walked towards Draco: "Dumbledore said, he didn't know what was going on. Besides, that Crowe Qi said that those selected by the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition, and there is no way to withdraw. Now it is certain that Harry Potter and I will definitely participate in the competition."

"How can this be?" Pan Xi immediately complained for him with some excitement, "You are only 14 years old, if you don't mention your personal ability, you are not of age at all, are they not afraid that someone will die?"

"Then what did the Dean say?" Blaise restrained Pansy's impulse and asked.

"The godfather has nothing to do for the time being. At most, he can help me figure out how to complete these games safely." Feverret shrugged. He was not as uneasy as before when he saw Draco. It's as if the irritability has disappeared when I'm worried, and I feel at ease all of a sudden.In fact, based on his ability, the Triwizard Tournament will at least not be as unlucky as Cedric Diggory in the original book, as long as he doesn't touch the Goblet of Fire and be taken to the cemetery, and then a death curse will be shot at him immediately. , he can basically guarantee his own safety, so he doesn't need to worry as much as before.

He comforted his friends who were nervous about him, then turned to look at Draco.Sure enough, Draco's face no longer had the anxious expression he saw when he just entered the door. Although he was still dignified, he was obviously much better.

Draco received his gaze and took his hand: "Let's go back to the dormitory and talk about what's going on."

Blaise and Pansy just wanted to object, but after looking at each other, they still controlled not to speak.Anyway, it's okay if they don't say anything today and ask next time, it's good to give them some time to communicate.

Feverett is actually not weak. As friends, all they can do now is to help him think about how to pass the next game.It's just that I don't know what the topic of the competition is yet, otherwise it should be easier to handle.