Platinum Working Guys at Hotel California

That night.

Draco sank into the soft and comfortable mattress, his body was tired but his mind was clear.He took out his wand, waved it in the air, and a string of numbers appeared there——07-29-199701 36:25:[-]

Twelve o'clock has passed, and there are only two days left until July NO.30.

Draco casually broke up the string of numbers representing the time and sighed.

The atmosphere in Black's old house these days is completely different from what Draco thought. There was no Ron's deliberately finding fault, no Weasley brothers' pranks, and no Moody's indifference to each other... Everyone put all their energy into it Prepare for the fierce battle of NO.30.There are minor revisions to the strategic plan almost every day, new news about the Death Eaters keeps coming, and they hold a pre-battle meeting almost every day.Old Tonya and Moody even teamed up to open up a room dedicated to duels in Black's old house, in which they taught young wizards the skills of duels and the way to protect themselves.

The daily duel training made him exhausted, but at the same time he also felt the restlessness of his soul.He heard the excited cry in his heart, he desperately needed to prove himself in this battle that could almost be regarded as the prophecy of the decisive battle.He needs to use his strength to tell those Gryffindors that he is useful, even indispensable.Only in this way can he and his parents, a Slytherin family, gain more security in this war and more protection and respect after the war.

Draco squeezed his sore eyes, sat up and rolled out of bed.He wanted to look at the photo of his mother in the corridor when he was young. Maybe at this anxious moment, his mother's smile could give him a little peace.

He walked out of the room, waving his wand.The tip of his staff immediately ignited a cluster of light, illuminating the distance a few steps in front of him.He heard the sound of moving chairs from downstairs, turned his head and saw a dim light in the corner of the living room.

It's Cindy.

In the past few days, Cindy has been making Portkeys almost without sleep.Although there is only one destination, Weasley's Burrow, there are too many possible transfer points - Moody's cabin, Kingsley's residence, Molly's Aunt Muriel's house, Tonks' Her parents' house, Rozier's other courtyard where she lives... who knows which direction those fighters flying in the sky will fly to?She had to make as many portkeys as possible, so that no matter where they flew to in the city, they could find a transit point for them to escape danger. —Of course, these Portkeys have never been reported to the Ministry of Magic, and are 100% illegal products.But Cindy didn't care. "The illegal props made by the great alchemist Lucinda Rozier are estimated to be able to fill the entire Room of Requirement." She said proudly with dark circles under her eyes.

Seeing Cindy stand up, Draco thumped his sore shoulders tiredly, and after pouring down a large cup of refreshing potion, he sat down and continued working.He cast a Silencing Charm on his steps so as not to disturb Cindy as he fought.Then, he glanced in Cindy's direction a few more times, and continued walking towards the end of the corridor.

Narcissa's photo is one of the few photos left here. Maybe Sirius tried to get all the photos on the wall, but he failed due to the Permanent Pasting Charm.

Draco walked up to the photo and stood still. He brought the fluorescent magic closer to illuminate the photo.Narcissa in the photograph was about thirteen or fourteen, wearing Slytherin robes and silver jewels studded with emeralds.Her standing posture and the curvature of her mouth when she smiled were exactly the same as the Narcissa that Draco knew well, but her face was still childish at that time.

Draco remained motionless, looking repeatedly at Narcissa in the photo who raised her chin slightly and smiled proudly.He frowned slightly, his eyes full of longing and worry.

"Squeak-"

The side door opened.Draco quickly extinguished the fluorescence and adjusted his expression.

"...Draco?"——It was Livia, with an abnormal hoarseness in her voice.

"Livia?" Draco lit his wand again, and saw Livia standing at the door of his room.She was wearing the white nightdress she brought from America, and she squinted her eyes subconsciously because of the sudden light.Draco raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously, "It's so late, are you going to go upstairs to visit that ghoul?"

"Is there a ghoul here?" Livia rubbed her arms with a wrinkled expression, "Merlin, I feel even colder."

"That's because you're wearing a suspender nightgown that's neither flattering nor warm," Draco said.

"How would I know it's so cold here?!" Livia said in disbelief, "It's already July!"

"Then give yourself a warming spell."

"I hate the heat preservation spell, it makes me dry like a salted fish."

"Then raise the fireplace, or ask Kreacher to help you with that thicker blanket." Draco gradually became impatient, and he moved his toes all the way in the direction of his room, as if he was ready to leave at any time.

"My fireplace is broken, and the blanket has become thin." Livia took the opportunity to complain, "I was scolded by Kreacher at noon today because I opened the kitchen cupboard and fiddled with the contents for a while."

"I'm afraid I'm not going to reprimand Kreacher for you. He did a very good job. That's his den, where he collected many dark magic items from his former home—maybe he saved your life."

"Hey, please." Livia accelerated the speed of rubbing her arms, she looked even colder, "I just picked up a souvenir box that couldn't be opened and fiddled with it a few times."

"Souvenir box?"

"That's right, and then Kreacher suddenly appeared and yelled at me—don't touch little master Regulus' things with your lowly dirty hands! Put it down, put it down!" Livia imitated Kreacher's tone , said yin and yang strangely.Then she rolled her eyes at Tian, ​​"As if someone would take it away! The snow globe in my room is much more beautiful than those things."

Draco instantly thought of Livia's special collection, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Who's there?" Cindy's voice came from downstairs.

"She hasn't slept yet?" Livia asked in surprise.

Draco glanced at Livia, and then replied downstairs: "It's me."

"Draco?" Cindy lit her wand, walked towards the stairs, and asked worriedly, "What's the matter? Baby? What's on your mind, do you need me to accompany you?" She walked to the bottom of the stairs and looked up Seeing Livia wearing a nightgown, the worried expression disappeared instantly. "Did I bother you?" She raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"Cindy..." Livia yelled helplessly, "Don't think about it, the fireplace in my room is broken, it's too cold so I can't sleep."

"Are you cold? How can this be done! Let Draco warm you up!"

"Cindy!" Livia was about to go crazy, and turned to Draco for help, "Say something quickly."

Draco looked at Cindy who was full of energy but had a bad complexion, sighed, and said to Livia: "Go back to your room, I will let Kreacher warm you up immediately."

"Okay, as soon as possible!" Livia said.

"I think it will," Draco tapped his wand on the railing in the corridor seemingly casually, and said in a low voice, "after all, a house-elf, no matter how long he stays in the master's house, is just A house-elf—they should know what to do and what not to do."

"Okay, trust you once." Livia shrugged, turned and walked through the door, "Then, good night, Cindy; good night, Draco."

"Good night~ sweetheart~ are you sure you don't want Draco to sleep with you~~~" Cindy said with a smirk.

Livia let out a yell of collapse, and slammed the door shut.

"Hee hee hee hee she's so funny," Cindy winked at Draco like a child, "better than teasing Sev!"

"You look bad." Draco ignored Cindy's words at all, and reminded with a straight face: "If the godfather knows, you should be punished to clean up the slugs again."

"Then don't let him know." Cindy put her index finger to her lips and made a silent movement, "I can't go to sleep, at least not now. You know, time is tight."

"...Okay," Draco, who knew that Cindy had a heavy task, had no intention of stopping her, but just persuaded her, "Don't drink too much refreshment."

"I'm measured," Cindy smiled softly, pointed to Draco's room, and said, "Go to sleep, don't think too much."

"Good night." Draco smiled at Cindy too, and walked into the room.

"Good night." Cindy stood where she was, until she watched Draco close the door of the room, then stretched, walked back to her temporary work table, and continued to fight hard.

In the early morning of the next day, the living room of Black's old house was crowded with people from the Order of the Phoenix, trying to create a bustling feeling for this old and quiet mansion.

Old Tonya, Kingsley, and Moody are like final discussions on a certain detail. Moody seems to be on the left with the other two, and is rolling his eyes trying to persuade them; Ron seems to have done something stupid again. The matter was being laughed at by the twin brothers, while Hermione was standing aside with her arms crossed, showing a helpless expression; Tonks was making Livia giggle with Transform Magus, beside them, Cindy, who had finally completed the task, was sleeping soundly.

When Draco walked out of the room, he saw such a lively scene.He raised his eyebrows, subconsciously looking at the picture of his grandmother who was tightly covered by dirty curtains.A prank idea suddenly came to his mind. If he pulled down the curtains now, would grandma's screams hit a new high after seeing this group of Gryffindors?

While Draco was rubbing his chin and considering whether the prank was feasible, Lupine who opened the door saw his appearance, waved to him with a warm smile like spring breeze and said, "Good morning, Draco."

Since Lupine and Tonks were married, Draco and the kind werewolf became not-so-distant cousins.Although the members of the Black family have always regarded Tonks' mother who married a Muggle as an unforgivable traitor, but now, Draco feels that it is okay to climb up this relative again, so he also treats Cindy for letting them The proposal for several people to call each other by their Christian names was accepted with hesitation.

"Morning." Draco replied briefly, with some carelessness in his tone.

"Hey, good morning~ Draco~" Livia sat on the sofa, kicking her legs happily, smiling sweetly.

"Morning, Livia."

Tonks turned his head back, turned his mouth into a bird's beak, and said hello to Draco deliberately, then walked happily to Lupin's side, took his arm affectionately, and gave him a hug. Good morning kiss.

Tonks' voice caused another burst of sweet laughter from Livia.The others raised their heads when they heard the sound, and greeted Draco either happily or awkwardly.

It was troublesome to say good morning to so many people, Draco nodded his chin as he went downstairs as a response.

Dumbledore was indeed right. Although getting along these days is not enough for Draco to become friends and trust each other, at least it can make them familiar enough with each other.

Almost everyone was used to this young master's arrogant virtue, and they thought it was no surprise to purebloods.Of course, Ron was still habitually ready to roll up his sleeves and have a fight with Draco, but was suppressed by the Weasley brothers.

As soon as Draco sat down next to Livia, he heard the latter say to him excitedly: "You know what, Draco! This is really amazing! When I went back to the room yesterday, I found that the fireplace was repaired, and the quilt It's thickened, and there's even a cup of cold potion on the bedside table! Apart from the fact that the cup of potion tastes really disgusting, everything is perfect. How did you do that?"

Livia's eyes were shining, and when she spoke, she bent down in Draco's direction, her chin almost resting on Draco's shoulder.

"Maybe Kratcher finally understands what a house-elf should do?" Draco replied with a light smile, and did not refuse Livia's approach.

"Oh, the house elves are a gift from Merlin! I really want to take some back to America!" Livia said with longing.

"No, Livia!" Hearing this, Hermione came over excitedly, and retorted: "House elves are a very inhuman existence, we should oppose the existence of this system! Wizards should liberate their house elves." Little elves, make them free creatures..."

Draco looked away, with a cold expression of "Why is she here again?"

Livia spread her hands out, taking it for granted, and said, "Oh, honey! The house elves help us with the work, and we give

They want a sense of belonging, which is fair.Moreover, in the opinion of Americans, especially American businessmen, it is a fool to waste available resources! "

"Bravo, smart lady." Draco smiled and applauded softly.

Hermione wanted to say something to promote her "SPEW" (Society for the Advancement of House-Elf Rights), but Daniel and Arthur Weasley interrupted her as they hurried in through the door.Hermione puffed up and walked back to the twins and Ron with some displeasure.

"What's new, brothers."

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