The little life of a platinum darling

Voldemort looked up at the already dark sky outside the house, and turned his gaze back.

This is not the world he was originally in. If he doesn't explain it this way, he really doesn't know what's going on in this situation.As a descendant of Slytherin, it is absolutely impossible for him, Lord Voldemort, to live in a Muggle house in the Muggle world.Not to mention there is Abraxas by his side.

"Tom, I think you need to take a shower and change clothes now?" Abraxas came out of the bedroom, holding a thick and soft towel in his hand, and was carefully drying his hair .

"Abra..." Voldemort turned to say something, but was interrupted by Abraxas putting his finger on his lips.

"His clothes are all in the first wardrobe in the bedroom, and the pajamas are on the bottom one. I don't know what kind of situation you are in now, maybe tomorrow I will check in the library at Malfoy Manor relevant introductions."

Voldemort was silent for a moment: "I'm going too."

Nodding, Abraxas immediately agreed: "That's fine, let father understand your situation and see if there is any way to solve it." Then he paused: "Tom, do you know how to use a Muggle bathroom? ? Do you want me to teach you? Well, when he first came to the Muggle world, I taught everything, so I have some experience."

"No need..." Voldemort frowned tightly, got up and quickly walked into the bedroom.

God knows that he has been patient since seeing Abra today.He didn't know whether it was excitement, excitement, anger, or the feeling of depression, which kept pressing on his heart.

Abraxas... After Lucius was born, they seldom said anything in private that had nothing to do with official business. They knew that he died suddenly without any warning.The mood at that time knew that now he didn't understand what it was, maybe he was sad?But strangely, there was still a feeling of relief.

As a leading noble in the British wizarding world, the address of Malfoy Manor is of course a place that Muggles will never find.The surrounding forests and mountains and the permanent Muggle-repelling magic completely obscured its existence.

Just because Muggles can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't really exist.In fact, this manor, or its owner, has a pivotal position in the magic world and the right to speak that no one can deny.

The current British Minister of Magic, Draco Malfoy, hurried back to the manor from his office suddenly this morning.It stands to reason that he has never had a record of leaving early during work since he took office, but this record of full attendance was officially broken today.

Maybe something happened at home?Many members secretly speculated.

Or what happened to the Minister "Madame"?Indeed, his job - Seeker for the England Quidditch team - was quite dangerous.If this is the case, then it would be easy for the minister to go back in such a hurry, after all, something happened to his lover.

However, in fact, things were not at all what they had guessed.

Draco's mood is very complicated now, and it hasn't been so complicated for a long time.Before today, he always thought that his grandfather had passed away long before he was born, and in the portrait corridor at home, the portrait of his grandfather had always been placed there and no one had touched it.Of course, the owner of the portrait often wanders among the different decorative paintings throughout the estate.

However, today he found out that his grandfather, who should have been dead for many years, is actually alive and well, and has returned to the manor!He was even sure that if his father had not passed on the position of Patriarch to him at the beginning of this year, he would not have known the news.Because the destination of grandfather's return this time is the secret room in the family library, and the portrait corridor that is only open to the head of the family and the clansmen instructed by the head of the family.

"Father," as soon as he entered the house, Draco walked up to his father with his back turned to him, and shouted, "Hmm..." He hesitated a bit about what to say.

Lucius Malfoy turned around when he heard this, and gave way to the two people behind him who were very conspicuous in appearance and temperament: "Draco, come and meet your grandfather." He pointed to Abrak Sass direction.

Draco choked.grandfather?The person in front of him is obviously only 30 years old at most, even a wizard shouldn't be like this, right?

"Morning, Draco, it's been a long time since I saw you. I remember the last time I saw you you were still complacent about being a Slytherin prefect." His grandfather started by calling him Greeting, seems not to see his weird eyes.

Draco swallowed unobtrusively: "Grandpa, good day..." He didn't ignore the man sitting next to his grandfather, in fact, the figure of this man... looked familiar?

But Abraxas didn't give him enough time to think. He explained the purpose of his visit succinctly: "I need to consult the family's collection of books—the ones in the secret room, and if I can't find what I need from those books. If so, I may have to enter the corridor of portraits."

Glancing at Lucius standing in front, Draco nodded: "Then let's go to the study first, shall we?" At this time, he didn't have a position to talk too much - after all, his father didn't say anything.If my father knew, it would not be too late to ask after my grandfather left.

"Draco! I heard that you left the Ministry of Magic suddenly and in a hurry! Did something happen?" Before taking a step, the door of the main house was pushed open with a bang, accompanied by An anxious male voice.

A big black-haired and blue-eyed boy strode in from the door, his movements somewhat nondescript and elegant.The moment he saw the people in the room, he froze immediately: "You...you..." He pointed to Voldemort who was following Abraxas, and seemed a little tongue-tied.

"Harry?" Draco walked over and took his arm: "What? Please maintain your image."

Harry shook his head at him dully, then nodded again for a moment: "Draco! He's Voldemort!"

It wasn't just Harry who was shocked, Voldemort was no less surprised than him, but he was a former Dark Lord after all, so he immediately suppressed his almost leaking emotions.

Why did he see the "savior" Harry Potter in Malfoy Manor?If he remembered correctly, the relationship between Harry Potter and the Malfoy family was not very good.Although there was no big conflict under the mediation of Feiwenruite, every time they met, they would still be furious, wouldn't they?

Draco Malfoy in front of him froze for a moment when he heard Harry Potter's words, but recovered quickly, his face still had a calm look, which made Voldemort appreciate it in his heart.Sure enough, the Malfoys were his most valued subordinates, so they were quite calm.

When Voldemort was young, he had visited this study several times.The layout here is exactly the same as the original, without any changes.There were many bookshelves full of books, and Voldemort deeply remembered how precious they were.

Voldemort consciously didn't follow them to the lower level, sat on a chair beside him, casually took out a not-so-thick book from the bookshelf, and planned to have some fun.

Harry Potter followed behind them, thinking about something, but still not awake.

"You..." Draco Malfoy turned around and looked at Harry frowning: "I thought your training wasn't over yet? Maybe you need to go back to the training ground? Harry Malfoy?"

Harry suddenly woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream, screamed in a low voice, and rushed out in a hurry. Before going out, his right leg slammed into the shelf by the door and let out a painful cry.

Harry...Malfoy?

Voldemort looked at the young man's back as he ran out, and felt that maybe the years of soul life had degraded his ability to accept, or he had entered some kind of weird world.

"I've always thought your decision was hasty. With his personality, he can't take good care of you." He heard Lucius' voice faintly over there.

"But the genealogy of the Malfoy family has already recognized him, and my child can't have only one father..." Draco's voice sounded very indifferent.

But—kid?Father?

Voldemort felt that the corners of his mouth must be twitching.