[HP] The Elegance of the Night

Malfoy Manor is located in Wiltshire in the southeast of England. This is an ancient manor where the Malfoy family has lived here for generations.

The afternoon sun was particularly bright, and Malfoy Manor today would welcome a distinguished guest—the guardian of a child of the "Black" family.

It's almost time, Narcissa Malfoy looked at the hands on the ancient clock from time to time, although she tried her best to flip through the reading in her hands at a casual speed, but the frequent checking of the time still betrayed her inner anxiety.

How can she not be anxious? She was born in the Black family, of course she knows what a boy with the surname "Black" means. No noble and ancient family without an heir can only disappear in the long river of history. If this is the case, then they all Will become a sinner of the Black family...

"Cissy, I believe our guests will be punctual, so there's no need to..." Lucius was talking, when a wizard in a black cloak appeared in their living room.

Lucius raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, he didn't expect their guest to have the port key of Malfoy Manor, so his identity is worth pondering.

He looked at this man wrapped in a black cloak. He was not tall but very slender. He held a star-shaped door key in his well-maintained white and soft hand. His nails were very neatly trimmed. It could be seen that he had a very good family background. .

"Good afternoon, sir." Lucius said politely in his gorgeous voice, "take off your cloak if you don't mind, there's no one here but us."

"Please forgive my cautiousness." The voice of the visitor plucked like strings, and he untied the front strap of the cloak to reveal his true face.

"Good afternoon, Lucius, and dear cousin Sissy." He said slowly, with an elegant aria...

"Oh, you are..." Narcissa exclaimed in disbelief, "You still...I mean, everyone thought you...your mother was very sad at that time. Regulus..."

Regulus smiled bitterly, "I'm still alive, sometimes I can't even believe it myself."

"I think our distinguished guests need an afternoon tea." Lucius glanced at the hands on the clock, and the time was exactly four o'clock in the afternoon, the most traditional afternoon tea time for the British.

His words disturbed the somewhat gloomy atmosphere in the air. "Have a cup of black tea, Regulus, I think we all need it."

"Well, thank you for your hospitality, Lucius." Regulus replied while comforting the emotional Narcissa.The elegant Narcissa looked like a little girl at this moment, no longer her usual ladylike manner.

They sat down again, and by this time the Malfoy family had hand-embroidered lace doilies, and three tiers of china dessert plates had been placed on shiny silver shelves.

Sandwiches are placed on the first layer of the dessert tray, traditional English pastries are placed on the second layer, and cakes and fruit tarts are placed on the third layer.

Ceylon tea traditionally flavored plain tea is poured in thin porcelain cups with gold rims.Accompanied by melodious classical music, it creates a completely Victorian atmosphere.

At this time, Narcissa's mood had stabilized and restored her former elegance.

The English way of eating afternoon tea is to eat from bottom to top, and none of the three distinguished nobles in Malfoy Manor spoke a word.

Narcissa spread a piece of traditional English pastry with jam first, then cream, and after eating one bite, she spreads the next bite.During this process, she has been organizing the language.

She didn't speak until she wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin after eating the snack.

"Dear Regulus, how time flies, I still remember my days at Hogwarts, and then my little dragon was there, in fact, 2 days before your letter, he wrote us Letter from home, coincidentally, his roommate's name is Igil, Igil Black."

"Yes, Sissy, I understand what you mean." Regulus put down the tea knife in his hand and said with his head down.He never raised his eyes, as if he was attracted by the delicate snacks on the plate.

"Igil is my child." His voice was extremely soft, but the Malfoys heard it anyway.

"I'm glad you have a baby, Regulus. Your mother will be very happy if she finds out, even if it's just a portrait of her." Narcissa's eyes were moist again, she wanted to restrain herself but couldn't help asking curiously : "I would like to know who the mother of the child is. This happened suddenly. I mean-you are still alive and healthy and have left an heir for the Black family."

"I have been living in the Muggle world for 11 years. People outside thought I was missing. I know that the higher-ups of the Death Eaters knew that I was personally executed by him for betraying the Dark Lord. Thank you, cousin Sissy, for not telling me. The truth of my mother's facts."

"But this is not the truth..." Narcissa murmured, "I saw you here today, but you escaped from him, making him think you were dead."

"Yes, but I later learned that in a sense, I didn't really betray him. Please keep me secret that I'm still alive. That person is not dead, and he will come back. If he knows that I am still alive I will definitely doubt..."

"Yes, we all know..." Although they didn't quite understand Regulus' so-called no real betrayal, the Malfoys stroked their left hands subconsciously, and the mark under their clothes didn't disappear, and they both knew what it meant.

As for what Regulus said strangely, he was probably delirious from fright, and they found an excuse for him.

This topic is too heavy.Narcissa asked about the child's mother again, which is what she wants to know most now.

Regulus smiled, but did not answer directly. He spoke slowly, as if he had fallen into memories...

"That day was the Potter's wedding, James Potter's. I secretly went to see brother Sirius, but he drove him away."

Yes, he was kicked out that day, and Sirius told him to fuck off, saying he was an evil Death Eater.He was marked at the age of 16, his house was covered with the Dark Lord's things, and he really worshiped Voldemort madly at that time.

But if Sirius' elder brother hadn't run away from home and angered the Dark Lord, he wouldn't have been marked so early, and his life would no longer be innocent after the age of 16.

"How could he treat you like this, you are his younger brother..." Lucius stretched out his hand to stop Narcissa's words, and Regulus stared at the snacks on the plate, his dark gray eyes unfocused.

"I felt very sad and went to a nearby bar, drank a lot of alcohol there, and then..." Regulus' face turned blue, "I found myself lying in the hotel the next day, alone. "

It's normal to lie alone in a hotel, but to emphasize this point... Lucius' mouth can't stop the evil curl.

"Merlin's shoes, you mean the child's mother is a Muggle! I remember the Potter wedding was held in Godric's Hollow, which is a Muggle village. No, no, if his mother was Muggles probably wouldn't be able to find you. I mean when she found out she was pregnant." Narcissa was confused.

Regulus' mouth twitched every time she said the word "mother."

"That child is of pure blood, he shed noble blood." Regulus almost finished the sentence through gritting his teeth.

Lucius tried hard to hold back the curvature of the corner of his mouth. He had already considered casting a petrification spell on his face to make his expression look stiffer...

"So the child's mother was a wizard, and she went to you later."

"I was saved..." Regulus didn't say whether it was "she" or "he" who saved people, which made the Malfoys confused.

Poor cousin, it seems that he has been under too much pressure these years.Narcissa thought bitterly.

Knowing the most important things already, Mrs. Malfoy didn't go any further, she could feel that Regulus was unwilling to say more on these issues.So then we chatted about some irrelevant household matters, basically Narcissa was asking, and Regulus answered.

Narcissa is concerned about how her dear cousin is doing and whether she is being bullied.How inconvenient it is for a great aristocratic wizard to live in a world full of muggles.

Lucius didn't speak, and continued to drink his afternoon tea, leaving space for the siblings.With sharp eyes, he had already judged Regulus' actual situation from the texture of the material of Regulus' clothes.Although these clothes look ordinary, they have a low-key gorgeousness.

It was a pleasant meeting, and Narcissa affirmed that her cousin was doing well in the Muggle world before ending the conversation with satisfaction.

Regulus, who finished his afternoon tea, put on his cloak again and used the apparition apparition to leave. Narcissa cuddled in Lucius' arms and sighed for a long time...

Tom was the only one who was upset about this meeting. He forced Regulus to show him this memory when he got home, and was angry when he found that Regulus didn't say "he" from beginning to end.

Although his current identity needs to be kept secret, this does not affect others knowing who gave birth to the child. Although there are not many male wizards in the magic world who give birth to children, there are still some, provided that their blood is pure enough.

Damn Regulus, obviously he is the father of the child...

"Tonight, I will love you even more..." the evil Lord Dark Lord said viciously, the dangerous red light in his eyes flashed away. "Baby, I will let everyone know who is the father of the child!"

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