[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin conduct one: always be graceful

"Aunt Daphne, I am honored that you can come to honor me."

"Your Excellency Baron Cliff, it is a pleasure to meet you. I have admired your name for a long time."

"Aunt Lisa, thank you for the gift, I like it very much."

"I miss you, Cousin Pitty..."

Today was Draco's ninth birthday, and he was dressed like a little adult in a formal attire, with his parents, greeting waves of guests who came to congratulate him.Everyone had already heard that the Malfoy family had an excellent heir, but when they saw it today, envy and jealousy formed the main tone of the banquet atmosphere.

"Oh, Lucius, lucky boy, ten years ago you snatched away the goddess in my heart, and ten years later, your son has hit my Miles beyond measure..." The expression of the current Patriarch of the Bletch House As if to eat this platinum junior, "I will give birth to a beautiful daughter and snatch your son here, oh, I swear to Merlin!"

"Then you'd better pray now that your future daughter will grow up like the beautiful Gera instead of poor you, or my little dragon won't be satisfied." Lucius happily teased his senior and old friend with champagne.

"...As a woman, you have to be like Narcissa. A handsome and wealthy husband will keep you happy for the first half of your life, and an outstanding son will take care of your worries for the rest of your life. Oh, Merlin's fan, this is simply too unfair. Well, Draco is smart, why is he so handsome? Draco..." Mrs. Gatsby waved to the little prince at the dinner party in the distance, "Come here, let my aunt kiss."

"Aunt Audrey, you are as elegant as the goddess of the moon, your beauty makes me feel at a loss..."

Draco acted like the perfect gentleman, winning the hearts of all the ladies with his lyrical sweet talk.Shuttle through the banquet, respond appropriately to the ridicule of the adults, and behave perfectly like a nine-year-old child-everyone who has talked with Draco in person probably has this feeling in their hearts, Draco himself I also know that not only does she not look like a nine-year-old child, even when she was 17 years old when she passed the coming-of-age ceremony, I am afraid that she will not do better than now.

Draco knew that he was now acting as the most perfect example of the heir in the family, sensible, intelligent, hardworking, with perfect manners and elegant manners, and completely lacking the lazy, willful, arrogant and self-righteousness that is typical of children.Oh, it's not that he wants to live a rigid life like a little old man, but the truth learned from the blood lessons of the previous life, pride can't stop the Avada Kedavra, and in the face of life and death, the title of Malfoy's family is empty. nothing.

In his previous life, he was a stupid and proud peacock, even death was so disgraceful, so in this life...Draco, Tianlong, will always guard his treasures, sacred and inviolable!

After exchanging badges engraved with the family seal and saying goodbye to the young master of the Hecht family in Germany, Draco turned to pick up a glass of cold spring water.

"Draco, you're amazing, how can you be so powerful, you didn't have a German accent just now!" Goyle's eyes were staring, and his chubby little hand kept stuffing the cake into his mouth.

"Study, study again, Gray." Draco raised his chin slightly. For this stupid but loyal friend from past and present lives, Draco sincerely hoped that Goyle's mind could be stuffed into what can be called "thinking" ', "We can't give up learning other things just because we don't have a wand and can't learn magic, Gray, you should..." Draco looked at Goyle's choking hiccups, and retracted,... ...Oh, forget it.

"Draco, let's go unpack the presents." Crabbe didn't grab the last piece of cheesecake from Goyle, and took Draco's boring suggestion.

"Okay, okay!" Goyle wiped his pants with his sticky hands.

Draco rolled his eyes, and he admitted that his self-cultivation was not perfect after all!

Gifts for the heir of the Malfoy family, even though the heir is only nine years old, the gifts are all of great value, such as broomsticks, gemstone bracelets, unicorn hair blankets, dragon tendon headbands... Among the things that can be named or not named, Draco picked up a silver mirror painted with ancient patterns. Judging from the engraving of the thousand-fruit fruit dotted with the golden rotten pattern on it, it refers to the natural beauty of the mirror. Drop-shaped, very similar to the medieval style, with a history of 800 years, even if it is not a magical artifact, it can be regarded as an expensive antique.

[To those who miss you]

Draco saw the words engraved on the back, 'the person who misses'... Draco said silently: through this mirror, you can see the person you miss, so it must be a two-way mirror—pretending to be mysterious , Draco pouted, but he still lowered his head and looked through the piles of boxes. The two-way mirror is also considered a good magical artifact, and it is not common.

After all, Draco did not find the other one. He gave up searching for the time being, lazily turned the mirror over, and looked curiously into the hazy mirror. Before he could see what was inside, he felt a dazzling The white light stimulated him to close his eyes subconsciously, only the screams of Goyle and Crabbe could be heard in the distance...

Draco disappeared in the white light just like that. Goyle and Crabbe started to scream loudly after a second of indolence, and ran out scramblingly. The parents there started to frown, and then the frown deepened deeply during the incoherent explanations of the two chubby little ones.

"We're opening presents..."

"I just saw a wizard chess set and I swear, I didn't do anything!"

"Just opened the package, and then there was a white light..."

"No, it's a mirror, a silver mirror."

"Draco took it himself...he disappeared!"

Finally got to the point, the adults quickly moved to the living room next door, and the mirror that caused trouble was lying quietly on the ground, nothing was there.Lucius quickly covered the mirror with a piece of cloth, and then picked it up to take a closer look.

"It was written by Master Thomas." Blake pressed down on the anxious host, and pointed to a hidden cursive P&T on the edge of the mirror very carefully. Lin's heir can speak Parseltongue, so this logo also represents the works of this master without a semicolon, which is the consensus of the wizarding world.

This Mr. Thomas had two great achievements in his life. First, he cultivated the most outstanding master alchemist in history, Nick Lemer.Two, to be an incorrigible romanticist, poet, and love fashion expert. If this thing is really from his handwriting, then first of all, it can be sure that this thing should not be dangerous.

[To those who miss you]

Judging from the meaning of these words, this mirror seems to be more like a portkey, the person responsible for conveying each other's thoughts...

However, Lucius and Narcissa looked at each other, their eyes were filled with confusion. Today is Draco's birthday party. It can be said that all the friends and relatives he knows and have a good relationship with are here. Who is "the person I miss"?

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Draco opened his eyes after the strong light, and found himself standing outside, the cool evening breeze blew away the noise of the banquet, the natural smell of grass replaced the intoxicating incense, he stood on a piece of grass, the lawn The quality is not good, it seems to have a bald head, it is full of potholes, even in the middle of summer, you can see the ugly black and yellow ground exposed outside, and there is a stripped wooden chair next to him—— Not anywhere he was familiar with, he was sure!Because the places he was familiar with had never been so... down and ugly.

Draco's eyes slowly scanned the surroundings, and then saw a strange pink and yellow thing not far away - it was a slide and a swing, which Draco didn't quite recognize.This is the Muggle world, Draco came to this conclusion, which made him frown deeply, he looked around again, and saw a figure he had just ignored, a black-haired and thin... boy?

Draco hesitated, but walked over, at least, he needed to know where the damn broken mirror sent him.

"Sorry to bother you..."

The boy was crying, and this discovery made Draco swallow the words a little bit reluctantly - as an adult, and after studying the etiquette lessons by heart once again, Draco knew that any faux pas for any reason was It was intolerable, he suppressed the disgust in his heart, and changed his words, "Are... are you okay?"

Seeing the other party's horrific clothes, Draco finally couldn't help taking a small step back. The infinite possibility of this scruffy boy being a stupid Muggle double stimulated Draco's fragile nerve called noble blood.Well, anyway, Muggles are stupid and dirty, they will never understand what is noble and tasteful, Draco took a deep breath, showing emotions is not in line with the aristocratic style, to a fundamentally insignificant person, showing Any dislike and contempt is a failure and a waste.

"Do you need help?" He asked reservedly.

"Woohoo, I'm not a monster, I'm not an unwanted child..." The boy obviously heard Draco's greeting, but instead of raising his head to respond, he began to sob to himself, as if finally someone could use Come pour out your worries and grievances.

Uneducated!

Draco gritted his molars, he didn't want to be a Muggle boy's mood trash can, but within his line of sight, there was no one else to ask directions except this Muggle boy.Well, Draco endured it, after all, he is no longer a nine-year-old boy who can't control his emotions - Draco made a mental construction for himself, so that he has enough patience to 'lure' out of this damn place the address of!

He took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket—thanks to Goyle’s gluttony and his momentary kindness, Gray couldn’t fit in his own pocket, so he helped him with it—and handed it to him, “This is chocolate, You might feel better if you eat it."

The boy finally stopped lowering his head. He looked at the candy handed to him, and his crying stopped. Before he reached out to take the candy, he raised his head and looked at it with those clear green eyes that were still full of tears. Looking at Draco, he said shyly, "Thank you."

Draco was struck by lightning!

He froze there, trying to keep from staring at the boy dressed like a tattered dementor in front of him, and then he closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, opened them, smiled, and reached out, like a normal stranger Introduce yourself like, "Hello, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Draco Malfoy."

"I, I... hello," the boy was obviously apprehensive of such a formal, grown-up etiquette, hurriedly wiped his loose clothes on his body, and then held each other, stammering, "My name is Harry, Harry Potter, very... nice to meet you." In the end, it was obvious that the small face the size of a palm turned into a small red apple.

Draco stared at this little beggar who dared to call himself Harry Potter, his head was buzzing...