Platinum Working Guys at Hotel California

Since Draco chose the showdown that night, Dumbledore officially regarded the two little wizards as participants in the battle of the sky and began to let them participate in the pre-battle meeting.When Livia heard that Dumbledore planned to use the flying motorcycle, night owl and broomstick to complete the transfer, she whistled happily.

"It's so cool," Livia said with a smile, "it's like Star Wars!"

"Unfortunately, we can't ride a Firebolt off Earth," Draco said with his habitual sarcasm. "And don't let me hear you whistling like a punk!"

"Oh—" Livia wailed exaggeratedly: "Conservative British!"

"Don't let me remind you, missus," Draco sneered, "you're also British."

"Okay..." Livia shrugged and said again, "Why don't you call it Sky Wars? How cool is that?"

"This is not a game!"

Although Draco and Livia broke out many such verbal battles during the process, it has to be admitted that these two children brought many fresh but worthwhile ideas to adult wizards.

"Everyone is going in one direction? This is so stupid! Uncle Tonya, haven't you seen the anti-Japanese war movies of the Chinese Empire? You have to fight guerrilla warfare and disperse the enemy to increase your chances of winning!"

"I thought apart from Moody, old Tonya and Daniel were not deformed? I believe that the savior protected by three adult wizards will make many people believe that the real savior is inside-sometimes you can completely underestimate a large part of food." The brains of the dead."

"How dare you use a thief on such a critical occasion? I heard Daniel say that this man named Mundungus, whose dereliction of duty caused Harry Potter to be attacked? I bet this man is unreliable, Muggles have In a sentence—Afox may grow gray, but never good. (The fox will change, but its nature will not change), maybe you should copy it on paper and stick it in a visible place forever with a permanent sticking spell.”

"I think, maybe this is a better place for Potter to hide than Black's old house? After all, no one knows what the mysterious man has planned, and this place is more... Damn it, Livia! What kind of strange expression do you have? I don't know. I don’t want to live with that scar head either!”

"Don't be so sensitive Draco, I have absolutely no random thoughts! I'm just happy, after all, one more resident will give us an extra income."

The active and enthusiastic speeches of the two young wizards in every meeting not only helped the battle to be named "Battle of the Sky", but also formulated a Gryffindor style for adult wizards to move forward bravely and face the battle head-on. The plan to meet the enemy was mixed with Slytherin and Muggle wisdom.They are all working hard, hoping to get the most satisfactory results with the least cost.

On July 1996, 7, there were eight days before the savior Harry Potter came of age, and there was only one short week left before the sky warrior that could affect the entire wizarding world.

When it was still daylight, Dumbledore knocked on Draco's door and told him that he needed to go to Black's old house with Livia to spend the last few days with the combatants of the Order of the Phoenix.

"I'm afraid I can't get along well with those Gryffindor righteous fighters," Draco sneered, "Are you sure this is a good opportunity to build a tacit understanding instead of making the relationship worse?"

"Of course, my boy," said Dumbledore, smiling.He reached out to pat Draco on the shoulder like he did Harry or Livia, but Draco closed it with a frown.Dumbledore didn't care either, and withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "As you said, this is a good time to cooperate. You and the group of children are about to go through life and death together. I think it is very necessary for you to spend a few days together and get acquainted with each other. .Just like doing business, dealing with regular customers will always be much easier.”

"I'm afraid that in the entire history of Malfoy, it would be very difficult to find a deal with Gryffindor that the guests enjoyed." Draco turned around and began to pack his luggage, "I hope you don't Will regret this decision."

"I can assure you, this must be the best decision I've ever made." Dumbledore said meaningfully with a sly smile at Draco.

Draco sneered, swung his wand and slammed the door directly in front of Dumbledore's nose, almost breaking Dumbledore's crooked nose again.

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Due to the time difference, it was already afternoon in London when the group arrived at Black's old house through the portkey.

Black's old house is located at 12 Grimmauld Place, right between two humble Muggle houses in London. It is hidden by the "Faithful Charm", and the secret keeper is Dumbledore himself; This place is not marked on any map.

Sirius Black's father, Orion Black, installed all the secrecy measures known to the wizarding world in this house, and he hoped that the Black family could thrive here without being disturbed.But now, in just a few decades, this ancient and noble family has been almost destroyed by the vicissitudes of the world.

Moody, who brought them here, triggered the protective spell, and the two Muggle houses retreated to the sides as if they were forced apart by someone, revealing the gate of Black's old house.

The afternoon sun not only did not dye the gloomy old house of Blake with a bright color, but made it look more dim, with a sense of desolation of a beauties in their twilight years.Draco couldn't help but sighed in his heart, at this moment, he finally understood why his mother didn't want to come back to see.

The more beautiful the memory, the more painful the reality.

This sentence is perfectly suitable for the Black family.Except for Sirius, maybe the old house in the minds of everyone in the Black family is the appearance of a real nobleman.Different from the luxury and luxury of Malfoy Manor, the former Blake's old house shows the appearance of a real old noble house everywhere - low-key and exquisite sterling silver decorations, large pieces of Slytherin green velvet, famous paintings and porcelains that have gone through the years And old-fashioned furniture... Maybe this place does have a serious and old atmosphere, but no one can ignore the calmness and solemnity that once came here, after years of precipitation.

But now?

Facing the street is a scratched door, the silver doorknob is full of dirt, and only maintains the coiled snake shape at that time, but it is no longer shiny.There was no keyhole in the door, and no letter box.From the outside, the house looked like a favorite dwelling for homeless people, empty, dirty and messy, with filthy windows.

Moody opened the door and motioned for several people to enter the door quickly, then he looked around vigilantly, and then he also dodged into the room.

Draco smelled damp and rotting wood as soon as he entered the door. He looked up at the ceiling and saw many tiny wormholes without any surprise.

"Master Draco!"

The sudden scream of excitement startled Draco, and an old house-elf suddenly appeared at Draco's quibble, bowing deeply to him.

"What... is this?" Livia asked in shock.

"The house-elf of House Black," Draco replied.He looked the house-elf up and down, and it was as messy as the mansion. He frowned and said, "What's your name?"

"Kreacher, my dear little master! I haven't seen such a pure blood for many years... It's been many years! You really look like Miss Narcissa... How I miss Miss Narcissa and Miss Bella! But that humble Betrayer of..."

House-elves are as neurotic as the books make them out to be.Livia pursed her lips, and began to look at everything in the room boredly.Soon, she was drawn to something.She tugged on Draco's sleeve lightly and said, "Hey, Draco."

"You stupid girl..."

"Kreacher!" Draco interrupted, frowning, "Shut up!"

"Yes, little master." Kreacher bowed his head respectfully, but continued to mutter: "Little master actually blamed me for that girl...Look at her! I smell Hufflepuff on her." ! She actually...she dared to call the little master by his Christian name! This is simply..."

"Quiet!" Draco growled. He looked at Kreacher's dirty appearance with disgust, and ordered: "Clean yourself up before you come to see me. Also, we need two comfortable and clean guest rooms. Think you can do it?"

"Of course! Little master!" Kreacher raised his head happily: "Kreacher will not let little master down!"

After Kreacher disappeared with a snap, Draco turned to Livia and asked, "What's the matter?"

"What?...Oh, I mean," Livia pointed somewhere, and said, "Look where."

He looked in the direction of Livia's finger, and saw a huge curtain, which was full of small holes after moths and moldy black spots.Its position is directly in front of the stairs, and it seems to be covering something.

"What's in there?" Livia asked,

"A portrait of my aunt, Mrs. Black."

A familiar voice came, and Draco and Livia followed the sound and saw Cindy coming out from under the blackened stairs.

"Cindy!" Livia screamed in surprise, and rushed up to give Cindy a big hug.

"Shh - keep your voice down, if you don't want to be overwhelmed by my aunt's screams." Cindy hugged Livia and whispered.Then, she smiled and gave Livia a kiss on the cheek, and said in a sweet tone: "How are you? My dear little girl?"

"Wonderful, thank you for the gift, I like it very much!"

"Glad to hear that," Cindy touched Livia's earlobes with the diamond studs. "I'm glad they fit you."

"And you gave Draco the Firebolt, we all love it!" Livia continued,

"You guys? Draco took you on a broomstick?"

After seeing Livia nodding, Cindy looked at Draco with a teasing look, and found that his godson looked at her with the same look.Cindy let go of Livia, walked up to Draco, and gave him an affectionate kiss.

"How are you, my little prince?" Cindy's voice was soft now, unlike when she was talking to Livia just now.She looked at Draco fondly and stroked his hair lightly.

"I'm fine, Cindy," Draco said with a smile. "And you? How many barrels of slug did the godfather punish you for?"

"...There's no need to delve into this matter hahahaha." Cindy's smile froze instantly, and she slowly withdrew her hand on Draco's head, trying to make herself rational so that she could bear the next tug. The urge to spank the little bastard's ass by the hair.

Draco is becoming more and more like Lucius' annoying big peacock, and he doesn't have the gentleness of Sissy at all. Give me back the platinum bun I used to ravish casually~~~

Cindy growled inwardly.

"I'm my father's son, so I'll naturally resemble him." Draco seemed to use Legilimency to express what was on Cindy's mind, and then said before Cindy could speak: "Where are the others? ? Or have you completely become a soldier of the Order of the Phoenix?"

"Of course not, I'm not a Gryffindor!" Cindy frowned.

"I thought you liked Gryffindor? After all, that James Potter..."

"Don't talk about him, Draco!" Cindy's ears turned red strangely, "Who told you this?"

"James Potter?" Livia asked curiously, "Is he Harry Potter's father?"

"Yes...that's right." Cindy replied with some embarrassment, and stared at Draco fiercely.

Draco shrugged and smiled wider.

"...The others went to the Burrow to pick up the Weasleys, and you'll see them at lunchtime." Cindy changed the subject abruptly, "Have you had breakfast? I'll go prepare it for you."

She turned and hurried to the kitchen under Draco's teasing eyes, muttering: "What a little villain! If you have the guts, go to Sev and mention Lily Evans' name! What kind of man is bullying women!! !-dish-+"

"Are you talking, Cindy?" Draco asked deliberately.

"No! It's not me!" Cindy froze and ran into the kitchen as if fleeing.

Why on earth was she not only eaten to death by Sev, Lucius and Sissy, but also by her own godson! !Slytherins are all big~bad~ass~~~ Ah!

As Cindy said, Draco and Livia didn't see the members of the Order of the Phoenix until lunch time.

After greeting Livia, Moody ignored Draco and went upstairs.He needs to report to Dumbledore through the newly equipped double-sided mirror.

Draco didn't care about Moody's attitude. At this moment, someone's reaction was unexpectedly funny——

Ron started pale and screamed almost as soon as he saw Draco, thinking he had seen a ghost.

"Is he crazy?" Livia was dumbfounded.

His screams were finally suppressed by Molly's frying pan and Hermione's hardcover book, but he still pointed at Draco's trembling, covering his tongue-bitten mouth.

"Merlin...can you see it? Can you see it?" Ron asked in horror.

"My dear little brother,"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Why do you point at a cloud of air and tremble?"

"There's obviously nothing there."

The Weasley brothers sang together and frightened Ron. This simple little lion's face became paler and paler, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he almost fainted in fear.

In the end, the bad taste of the Weasley brothers also succumbed to Molly's lust. The Gryffindor hero mother grabbed her two sons by their ears, threw them aside, and threatened: " Don't play tricks!" She put her arms around Ron's shoulders to comfort him, half comforting and half teaching, "Don't worry so much, we can all see him!" Then, she raised her head and looked at Draco and Leigh. Via smiled and greeted: "Good day, Draco, little Livia—I think I can call you that? Cute little girl?"

"Of course, ma'am!" Livia said happily.

Draco rolled his eyes in his heart, why didn't she ask herself if she would like to be called by her Christian name?However, due to the special situation now, Draco forced a smirk, nodded his chin, and greeted: "Good day, Mrs. Weasley."

"Mom?!" Ron was even more frightened when he saw this horrifying scene. This person who looks exactly like Malfoy and has the same name actually brought a little girl? !And a friendly(?) hello to Mom? !Merlin, what's wrong with the world? Is Voldemort really going to win? The end of the world is coming! ! !

"Didn't Moody tell us all about Malfoy last night?" Hermione looked at Ron who was still in shock and asked in disbelief, "What are you thinking all day long?"

...think of the Horntail scale in Bill's pocket.Ron thought to himself, but naturally he couldn't tell Hermione frankly.So he stammered, "I fell asleep last night..."

"You are!" Molly grabbed Ron by the ear in the same way and took him aside for private education.

"Oh, Merlin." Hermione rolled her eyes, then politely smiled at Livia and Draco, "Good day, Malfoy."

Draco nodded to Hermione as a greeting, and then he introduced to Livia: "This is Hermione Granger, No.1 of Gryffindor."

"It's also the oldest," Hermione added proudly, she held out her hand to Livia, and Livia quickly took it.Hermione continued: "I heard that you grew up in the Muggle world? My parents are also ordinary people. I think we can be friends. You can call me Hermione."

"You can also call me Livia, Hermione." Livia said with a feeling.

While the two little girls were communicating, the Weasley brothers, who were thrown aside by Molly, came up unwillingly, hooked Draco's shoulders one by one, and said:

"Hey, Malfoy!"

"You are still alive!"

"Brother, you are indeed always right!"

"Of course, that trick of getting out of the hole is the unique skill of this little poisonous snake!"

"Haha, I can't guess,"

"You've already revealed your secrets, brother!"

Draco was speechless for a while because of what the Weasley brothers said. He didn't expect these two mischievous Gryffindors to be so sharp.He couldn't even remember if he'd used Oolong Exit in front of them.

"Don't be surprised, lad!"

"Never underestimate, Brother Weasley's intuition."

"And by the way, you smell exactly like the detergent that day, too,"

"Lemon scent, right?"

"Draco?"

"Or Miles?"

Draco looked at the Weasley brothers who let go of him and then stood in front of him, and couldn't help but sighed helplessly.He looked at the two people with shoulders crossed and shoulders crossed, showing exactly the same smile, shrugged, and said with a smile, "Actually, I prefer the name Malfoy."

"Okay, Cameron."

"You can call him Fred,"

"Call him George."

"Perhaps you'd be interested in joining our 'Bad Ron' club?"

"You're going to love it!"

"I have to say, this may be the greatest organization Gryffindor has ever had," Draco said with a smirk, "Maybe I can join the investigation for a while."

Fred and George stretched out their hands at the same time and said in unison, "Have a nice cooperation, Cameron."

Draco ignored the Weasley brothers' hand, just nodded and corrected: "It's Draco."

The Weasley brothers looked at each other and smiled maliciously at the same time.They all raised their outstretched hands and slammed them heavily on Draco's shoulders. Looking at the grinning expression of this pretendingly reserved platinum nobleman, they smiled happily and said, "Happy cooperation!"

"Stop chatting!" Molly greeted, "Come and help me cook, Cindy, don't watch the excitement, you too! Those who don't do it don't want to get their own dinner plates!"

Molly's words seemed to be an Imperius Curse, or maybe food was too tempting for everyone, so everyone except Draco coaxed into the kitchen.

"You also come to help, Draco. Otherwise, you will be hungry at noon!" Molly said, holding a rice spoon.

"No ma'am, I'm sure that won't happen," Draco said confidently.

Molly obviously only took his words as the noble young master's little awkwardness, she curled her lips and went back to the kitchen.

At lunch time, Draco sat next to Livia, and was not surprised to see an empty space in front of him.He raised his eyebrows and looked up at Molly.

Molly also gave Draco a friendly smile. This mother believed that Draco's previous bad temper was due to his doting parents, so she decided to fulfill her words and let Draco be hungry. Pause, so that he understands that getting something for nothing doesn't happen here.

So, she said seriously: "In our family, I have been educating my children that only those who participate in labor are eligible to eat! I think you can learn from Livia, she helped me a lot today, it is simply My right hand man. There is no such thing as a free lunch, this is my life motto, you can feel it today." Then, she greeted everyone: "Move your spoons, children!"

"Let's eat together." Livia pushed the plate in front of Draco and said with a smile, "Next time you can pretend to come to the kitchen, and I will help you finish your job."

Draco smiled at Livia, pushed the plate directly in front of the gloating Ron, and said, "Thank you for sharing, but I think we can all enjoy better dinners."

As he spoke, he lightly tapped the knuckles of his index finger on the table, and said in a commanding tone, "Lunch, two."

When the table in front of Livia and Draco, which was originally empty, was instantly filled with all kinds of delicacies, all Weasley's expressions were stunned, and Ron couldn't help sighing: "Merlin, ’ He looked at the meager potatoes and fried chicken on his plate. ‘That looks delicious.’

"Damn it! I'm a pure blood too! I'm a noble too! Kreacher!" Cindy kept banging on the table frantically, saying, "My aunt is your mistress!!! Give me lunch like that, or I'll kill you!" Aunt woke up!!!"

"Don't be so worthless, Cindy!" Moody reprimanded, "As a Ravenclaw, you should be fanatical about the truth, not about nothing!!"

"Drink your bar and leave me alone! Draco, let Kreacher deliver my lunch for me, hurry up, or I'll tell Sev you bullied me!"

Draco squinted his eyes in satisfaction as he looked at the dining table that was flying around in an instant."Very well done, Kreacher," he said to the invisible little thing at the table.

"My honor, little master." Kreacher's extremely moved reply came from the air.

Draco raised his eyebrows, cleared his throat, and said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Weasley, I'm afraid I can't feel your motto in life." Livia, who was at lunch, added: "I'm afraid Livia won't be able to be your right-hand man in the future."

He slowly picked up the fork, and under the salivating eyes of several people, he forked a piece of steak dripping with gravy, and put it to his mouth.Then, he stopped and scanned everyone at the table, and found that their eyes were all on the steak in his hand without exception, and even Moody was squinting and peeking.

Everyone's expressions greatly satisfied his bad taste, and he said happily: "Maybe someone is willing to try the 'free lunch'?"

result?Naturally it goes without saying.

Due to Draco's gourmet food offensive, the first meal of this cross-century co-camp was quite harmonious.

Many years later, when the dining staff recalled this lunch again, they naturally had their own sighs.And among the sighs of pride, regret, or feeling that this is an eternal black history, Livia's conclusion is deeply loved by some people because of its natural and cuteness. ——

Going to the Malfoy's house, you really don't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life!Nobility or something is awesome!Draco for my meat is awesome!

The author has something to say: Let Cindy and the Order of the Phoenix show off their cuteness~~~~~~

The love and hatred (?) of Cindy, the professor and the Potter couple will be released in the extra episode~~~~~~~~~~~

This chapter does not accept my control at all, and the code is longer and longer... I was completely dizzy when I finished the code

So if there is anything that is not smooth or has bugs, please let me know~

In the next chapter, Draco and Livia will officially start living together with the Order of the Phoenix for a while wwwwwwwww Hermione is coming too, oh, oh, Hermione~~~~~

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