The little life of a platinum darling

At ten o'clock in the morning, a young man wearing a black cloak with a hood covering his entire face was walking on the streets of Diagon Alley. This kind of attire was not very eye-catching here, and there were people in all kinds of clothes here.

The boy turned a few turns in the alley and walked into a small shop.

It was a potion shop. The shop owner was sitting behind the counter, fiddling with several bottles of potions of different colors: "Welcome, what do you need?"

"Yes," the boy's voice was childish, "I need a bottle of transformation potion."

"Oh?" The store owner raised his eyebrows in surprise, but as an excellent businessman, he chose not to ask anything. Anyway, although the transformation potion is expensive, it is not a prohibited product: "Then, four gold plus Long."

The boy took the potion, walked out of the shop, and turned a corner behind.After making sure he couldn't see anyone, he took off his cloak hat.

The platinum-blond long hair slid down, revealing a slightly immature face. The delicate and handsome features have not yet fully grown, but it is not difficult to see the beauty he will have in the future.

He raised his head and drank the potion. After a while, the person who came out from the corner turned into an ordinary-looking brown-haired boy.

He was Feverret, Feverret Malfoy.

Well, he can't use the surname Malfoy yet, his current adoptive parents are named Jason, two authentic Muggles.He received the Hogwarts admission notice a few days ago, and just yesterday, he followed Prof McGonagall to buy the supplies on the notice here.

And he came today just because today is July 7st!

If there is no accident, the Malfoy family and Harry Potter will come to Diagon Alley today.

When he was five years old, Lott, who raised him for five years, died due to a magical accident. Lott always wanted to revive his family, so he often did some dangerous magic experiments.

He secretly boarded a cruise ship alone, smuggled back to England, and was adopted by an orphanage soon after.The Jasons adopted him when he was seven years old.It's a pity that the places a child can go are really limited, so he has never found the legendary Leaky Cauldron.

He wanted to go back to Malfoy Manor, and to get to know the parents who brought him the first ray of warmth in his life.However, firstly, he didn't know the specific address of the manor; secondly, Voldemort was not dead, that was for sure, and although the Malfoy family was not really loyal to him wholeheartedly, they were undoubtedly one of the Death Eaters.If Lucius suddenly had a son, it would be difficult to explain after Voldemort was resurrected.

So he planned to try his luck today.It's also good to meet in private if you can.

It's just that Feverett is not sure whether Lucius and Narcissa still value his son.In other words, would he have long forgotten his existence?

But he had to give it a try no matter what, the platinum hair color had a too obvious Malfoy logo, and only the Malfoy family would have this color of hair in the wizarding world.He is also a pure blood, so there is no guarantee that someone will be suspicious.Moreover, he and Draco Malfoy are twins, maybe they will look exactly the same, which is even more troublesome.

When I came here yesterday, I temporarily dyed my hair brown, and put on a mask because I had a cold, because I was afraid of causing trouble to the Malfoy family.However, if you dye your hair in the Muggle world, what will grow back in the future will still be the original hair color, which cannot be really changed.And the transforming potion he is using now or the color-changing potion that changes the color of his hair are both expensive and short-lived.Even if he is not afraid of trouble, with his current financial ability, he can't accumulate more than a dozen bottles a day.Moreover, what if there are side effects or drug resistance?Does it make him bald? !It's unimaginable!

Feverret didn't know when the Malfoys would come, but he didn't come to Diagon Alley today for this purpose, otherwise he wouldn't need to transform.

He put the cloak into his small bag and walked to Madam Mojin's robe shop.

His adoptive parents are actually very rich, and his monthly pocket money is also quite a lot.Yesterday he bought just a few school robes to play an 11-year-old boy in his first encounter with the wizarding world.It is absolutely unacceptable for a guy like him who has been a young master for two lifetimes without a few elegant banquet robes that are not stained with vulgarity and a few sets of high-grade casual clothes.

Although he had already prepared himself, when he saw the person he was looking for at the door of the robe shop, Fei Wenruite was still a little at a loss.When he finished ordering the clothes and came out of the robe shop, Lucius Malfoy was walking towards him with Draco Malfoy, who was almost exactly the same as Feverritt.

The mental construction he had already prepared for himself completely collapsed when he saw the two of them.He stayed for a moment, and then walked forward while constantly saying "don't be nervous" to himself in his heart.

"Sir," he looked up, looking at Lucius with eyes blackened by the transformation potion, "I think... I mean, can we talk?"

Lucius, who was standing in front of him, raised his eyebrows and looked at him. He saw Lucius frown inconspicuously after looking him up and down.He's sure he's been spotted using the Transfiguration Potion.

Lucius raised his chin slightly: "Tell me your reason, Boy"

The boy pondered for a moment, then seemed to have made up his mind: "Favourite"

Lucius froze.For a moment, he couldn't be sure whether the boy in front of him was referring to "Beloved" or Feveret, the child whose life and death were unknown.

Lucius' attitude made Feverret heave a sigh of relief.At least, Lucius didn't forget that he still cared a little about this child.

"Fivenret Malfoy." The boy turned and walked towards the alley.

Lucius motioned Draco beside him to buy the robe himself: "I will help you buy the books you need." He raised his legs and followed the boy.

"How do you know this name?" In the shadows at the end of the alley, Lucius and Fiverett stood face to face.

"Wait a moment, please," Fiverett counted the time, "the effect of the transformation potion will pass in 10 seconds."

Lucius frowned, secretly giving himself hope.

After a while, the appearance of the boy in front of him changed.Platinum blond shoulder-length hair replaced short brown messy hair, delicate features, and fair skin.It is almost carved out of the same mold as his little dragon.

Fivin!

Lucius could barely keep himself from blurting out the words, but the war-bred vigilance stopped him.He half-closed his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him.

"There is only one heir to the Malfoy family," he said.At the same time suppress the bitterness in my heart.

"Of course," Fei Wenruite nodded, "the Malfoy family can only have one heir."

Lucius took out his wand. Pure blood families always have many ways to identify their blood: "I think you need to prove your identity."

Feverret was sitting in a coffee shop, wearing the large cloak he had just entered Diagon Alley, the hood covering most of his face.The coffee on the table in front of him smelled bursts of aroma.He stirred the coffee gracefully and slowly, and looked up to the door from time to time.

The long-haired platinum aristocrat walked in with his black-haired old friend.Scan the cafe for a week and show off his perfectly shaped pointy chin.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Lucius pulled the chair across from Fiveret and sat down, while motioning to his old friend, "Sev, you sit too."

"Lucius, you better really have something important to do. Otherwise, I don't think I would mind throwing you into a cauldron and boiling it into a bottle of platinum potion." Snape lifted his robe and sat down. next to the chair.

"Oh, Severus," Lucius was unmoved, "I think you should congratulate your old friend first. Because he found his long-lost treasure!"

Snape raised his eyebrows and glanced at Feverett: "Him?"

Feverret raised his hood slightly, and smiled at Snape: "Long time no see, Godfather. I'm Feverret Malfoy."

Snape was undoubtedly one of the insiders back then, he turned his head to look at Lucius, beckoning him to explain with his eyes.

"That's it, Sev." Lucius nodded, "The situation is chaotic now, and that guy will come back at some point, so I think you will be willing to provide some potions that can change the color of your hair for a long time. Feiwen The identity cannot be revealed yet.”

"The longest statute of limitations is only one month," he said.Then I took a deep look at Fevinret and stood up, "You need to go to my place every month to get the potion. Well, if there is nothing else, I will go first. I will send the first bottle of potion To you." The last sentence was addressed to Lucius.

"Sev doesn't know how to express feelings," Lucius tried to justify his old friend's attitude. "He's always used to doing things for people behind their backs."

"I know, father," Feverret smiled happily, "I said I remember everything. Just look at the way he took care of me and Draco before. The godfather is a very awkward person." You too, Father.While frowning in disgust, the movements of his hands are always so gentle and careful.