[Comprehensive] Platinum Poison Brother Daily

My name is George Baker, I am the housekeeper of Malfoy's London villa, and I am also a Squib.I was born in a down and out family in Slytherin. The more down and down a family is, the more violent incidents tend to happen, whether it is physical or spiritual.

My father regarded me as air since I was a child. Fortunately, there is a younger brother who can pass it on to the family. My brother and I have a very good relationship. He is very sensible, although I still sometimes feel jealous of him.However, one day, my younger brother told me that my father joined the Death Eaters and became a subordinate of the Duke of Darkness. I was shocked, because what the Duke of Darkness did was, in my eyes, a lunatic.Although I heard from my mother that the Duke of Darkness had really fascinated the Slytherins in the past.

The younger brother said that the father has no choice, he either joins or dies, and now the Duke of Darkness refuses to let go of even a down-and-out family like ours.That year, when I was 15 years old, my brother arranged for me to go to the Muggle world.Our family is dead except for me, the Squib that my father never told the outside world.

I want to live a good life, together with my younger brother, because I believe that this lunatic will eventually be wiped out.I started school in the Muggle world, and it was very difficult at first, I was a few years behind my peers in class, I only slept 4 hours a day, just to keep up with the progress and learn common sense of Muggle life.

Not long after, I heard the news that the Duke of Darkness was dead. The boy who survived the catastrophe was called the savior. I went to the carnival in the magic world that day, and said "thank you" to the savior in my heart. Night.

After graduating from high school, I couldn’t afford to go on to college, so I worked as a salesperson in a cosmetics company. I was very talkative, and I was able to do business, so I made good money, had many friends, and my life gradually entered the right track.Only after I truly integrated into the Muggles did I realize that the British wizarding world is really too backward, and my eyelids are too shallow. I really despise the Duke of Darkness from the bottom of my heart. Tens of thousands of people are worth calling. A generation of Dark Lord Grindelwald, that is the real pull, okay?

Without further ado, let's talk about how I became Malfoy's butler, an honorable and promising profession.Let me start by explaining why I feel so honored.

As we all know, before the appearance of the Dark Lord, Malfoy was the invisible master of all Slytherins.There is no royal family in the magic world, so strictly speaking, there are no aristocrats, and there are 8 families called aristocrats, such as Malfoy and Potter, because these families have made great achievements for the magic world. contribution and sacrifice.Therefore, the descendants of these families are honored as nobles, so they enjoy privileges.

And these, maybe only families with a long history will have documents in the family study, and ordinary wizards have long forgotten, so they are unbalanced, thinking why these families can have privileges.

When these unbalanced psychology reaches its peak, the situation gets a little out of control, and various targets are targeted.And several nobles were also trying to change it. At this time, the Duke of Darkness appeared, with his theory that could make the magic world better. Out of respect for the Slytherin blood, Malfoy willingly Give up your position of control.

But after that, the situation didn't develop as they hoped. The Duke of Darkness didn't have the heart to solve the problems for the magic world. He only brought darkness and fear, and became crazier day by day. People who support him again.

Several times, when my younger brother secretly met with me, he mentioned to me that the Malfoy family and the Black family were secretly protecting them, small families threatened by the Duke of Darkness.My brother said that small families like ours were used as cannon fodder. Once, the Duke of Darkness asked him to trouble the Order of the Phoenix. He just didn’t kneel down immediately and said yes, so he was almost caught on the spot by Avada, or Mal Senior Fu stopped the Duke of Darkness, and suffered a Cruciatus for this.

In the years after the war, when I went back to the wizarding world, I often heard people say who the St. Mungo's Charity Fund founded by Senior Malfoy had helped.So, when I learned that the company I was working for turned out to be the Muggle business of Senior Malfoy, how happy I was.

It was an ordinary Tuesday, and the weather in London was drizzling as usual. I stayed on duty in the company, answering the phone and writing work reports.At this time, a kid who was about 5 years old came out of the elevator. He asked me, where is Andy Andrew, and he came to deliver something.

I thought to myself who would let a kid come alone to deliver things to our CEO, isn't this a joke.I asked him, "Little brother, what's your name?" Could it be the child of the CEO's family, lost his way?

"My name is Harry Potter, can you tell me which floor Andy is on? He told me that before, but I forgot."

Oh, the surname is Potter, so it's not a child of the CEO's family. Wait, Harry Potter?Although the savior also lives in the Muggle world, it shouldn't be such a coincidence...

"Then... then shall I take you up there?"

"Okay, thank you, sir, what's your name?"

"No...you're welcome, I...my name is George Buck."

"Oh, Squibs?"

"...Wh, what?"

"Oh, nothing."

It wasn't until the CEO's secretary-general arranged for us to wait in the reception room that I came back to my senses.

I said with difficulty: "Yes, I am a Squib, and you are...the savior?"

Harry shrugged, "It seems to be true. Hey, why do you work in the Muggle world? It's okay if you don't answer, just chat casually."

Can you stop talking to me casually after telling me such a shocking news!

"I've been living in the Muggle world since I was 15, and back then, uh... it was messy, so my family let me stay here. And, you know, I'm just a Squib and I can't help at all." No way Treat him like a 5 year old!Whatever he asked, I answered instinctively! !

"So how is your family now?"

"...It's all gone, I'm the only one left, so after the war, I don't need to go back."

"sorry."

"fine."

Not long after, the Secretary-General took Harry into the office, and I returned to my own office downstairs in a daze.It's just that I still don't understand the relationship between the savior and our president, maybe they are relatives, I think.I heard Mrs. Potter was Muggle-born.

It's just that I didn't expect that before the end of get off work, the secretary-general called me to go up, and when I got to the door of the president's office, I saw the president and Harry come out and motioned for me to follow.I didn't remember to ask where to go until I sat in the president's car.I still remember that the president replied to me at that time: "Send this kid back to the chairman's house, and have a meal at their house by the way." The tone was very calm.

Then, I met a family of four with platinum blonde hair.After eating an extremely delicious dinner, I was talked to for nearly 2 hours and signed the Charm of Loyalty.

I packed my important belongings that night and began my very promising career as housekeeper.

Ever since he became a housekeeper, he realized how smart and hard-working the young master Draco is.There are countless properties under the name of the Malfoy family, plus the business in the Muggle world that has begun to develop in recent years, these young masters need to be familiar with and learn to manage one by one.As for family classes, magic classes, etc., the young master cannot be absent. Sometimes I feel hard for the young master.

But that's the price the heir to a big family has to pay.

In contrast, the second young master is much more relaxed. Except for the required courses, the rest of the time is spent eating, drinking and having fun. This is the life a child should have.

It's just that reality always tells me how stupid and naive I am.

I still remember that it was an early morning after Christmas. I couldn't sleep, so I got up for a walk, and went through the things to be done today in my mind.Then I was going to watch the sunrise in the garden behind the villa. As soon as I entered the garden gate, I heard a noise. I thought it was a thief running in, so I quickly pulled out the gun that was placed next to me.

"George? You wake up so early, can I have a glass of water?"

It was the voice of the second young master. I put away the gun and walked into the garden to see that the 4-year-old second young master squatted with his feet half-squatted, his arms clenched and fisted on his waist, and he kept this position all the time. Wet one.

As a housekeeper, I have to complete the little master's orders first, so I quickly went to pour a glass of water, and then asked.

"Second young master, what are you doing?"

"Practice, look at Draco's weak appearance, he still has to rely on me to protect him in the future."

Although I didn't understand at the time why the second young master didn't practice magic, but practiced this strange posture, but it didn't prevent me from being moved.Of course, in the next few years, I finally knew what the second young master practiced, because at that time the second young master took down a group of Death Eaters by himself, while Senior Malfoy and Mrs. Malfoy only had time to send out a magic assist One click, and the battle is over.

In addition, I have always had a question, that is: Are all the children today so powerful?Or was it that I was very useless when I was young?

The young master has been learning to manage the family from the side of his seniors since he was 3 years old. Mr. Savior looks naive, but when we first met, he saw that I was a Squib. I don’t know how he could tell, Squib The fluctuation of magic power on the body is very weak, and those who are not strong in magic power can't feel it at all.

The second young master likes to eat, drink and have fun, but he can smash a hardwood table with one hand and crack a stone slab with one foot.And the second young master's friend, Neil Moriarty, who was kidnapped together with the second young master, is also a little wizard, and has been asking the second young master to make an aging potion for him.Since then, a consulting criminal named Moriarty has become famous among the underworld in London. It is said that he has participated in many underworld affairs, and the underworld people who have consulted him are full of praise.

So, what's wrong with this world, children are so powerful, will they let us live?