Platinum Working Guys at Hotel California

The author has something to say: I originally planned to talk to myself, no one looked at the backstage, but saw——

OMG someone commented!Great first time objective and gentle~~

Some people still collect it!So someone called me to flip my brand?

The number of clicks is not 0!I am not talking to myself!I am not alone!

Hold your face~

Thank you to all the guest officers who poked in to read the article. Although this is a naive and immature story, I will try my best to finish it hehe

If you dream of someone kneeling in front of you with teary eyes and thanking you tonight, it must be due to the sincerity of the author~~~ Star Eyes~~~

Malfoy Manor, England

Narcissa leaned against the window, holding a cup of hot coffee.

Draco had been sent away by the Order of the Phoenix for several days. Although he didn't know where he was, at least he was safe.

Lucius was still in Azkaban, but Narcissa knew that one day he would get out of there safely and return to her side.

That's great, isn't it?

Although the window is still filled with smog that cannot be dispelled, spring will always come.

"Sissy." Putting a hand on Narcissa's shoulder, it was Bella, "You can't keep doing this! You have to cheer up and kill the cubs of the Order of the Phoenix to avenge Draco!"

"I know." Narcissa replied softly.

"Okay, Sissy." Bella patted her on the shoulder, smiling confidently and wildly, "It's so touching that Master lived in Malfoy Manor to protect you! Believe me, the great Dark Lord will definitely lead us to defeat Deng Xiaoping." That stupid old bee of Briddoll and those dirty scum of the Order of the Phoenix! When Lucius comes back, you can have new offspring!"

Oh yes.The Dark Lord has already lived in Malfoy Manor.

On the second day of the Order of the Phoenix's night attack, the Dark Lord led Death Eaters to occupy it.Like a group of galloping trolls, they swarmed into the Platinum Manor, which recorded the Malfoy family's millennium glory, and destroyed even more items than those idiots in the Order of the Phoenix!If this continues, it is estimated that after everything is over, the situation at Malfoy Manor will be similar to that of Black's old house.

"The master told you to go see her." Bella touched Narcissa's temples, with a hint of jealousy in her tone, "The master said, you have been in a bad state these days, and he is very worried about his loyal servant Sis. See, Sissy, how kind he is!"

"You're right." Narcissa smiled, but subconsciously clenched the coffee cup with her fingers.

"So hurry up. Don't keep Master waiting." Bella urged, pushing Narcissa's shoulder.

Narcissa put down the coffee cup, and followed Bella step by step towards the study where the Dark Lord Dove had occupied the magpie's nest.

This is her home, and she has to guard it and wait for her family to return, so she must be extremely careful.

Draco, my baby.

Wait a little longer, mom will definitely pick you up and go home.

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United States California

Draco reached out and knocked on the table in front of him, but got no reply.

It took him a while to realize that this was not Malfoy Manor, and his current identity was a ridiculous Muggle hotel receptionist.

He had been stuck in this Muggle town for a week, and he still hadn't adjusted to Muggle life.

Losing his magic, and leaving the wizarding world, meant he couldn't play Quidditch, study potions, practice spells, and didn't have a stupid scar around him to play with sarcasm - he lost all the entertainment he'd ever had!

He misses England terribly, misses his home, misses... father and mother.

Dad's in Azkaban, is everything okay?

And mom.

He couldn't imagine how hard it would be for his mother to support the entire Malfoy family alone after he left alone.And all of this is for him... Every time he thinks of this, he becomes uncontrollably angry and irritable, and the worry and unwillingness in his heart almost overwhelm him!How he wants to go home and work hard with his mother!However, he couldn't leave.Apart from this hotel, he doesn't even have a place to sleep.

Fortunately, there was a stupid Muggle by his side, who could temporarily use her as a stand-in to sarcastically sarcastically divert his attention so that he wouldn't always think about the wizarding world that he couldn't go back to.But damn it, why is this girl never angry?

Unable to piss off his opponent, Draco became even more depressed.

In the past few days, in addition to thinking about Xiao Jiujiu in his heart and bickering with Livia, he also took the time to figure out the situation in the place where he was.

This is a seaside town in Southern California, USA, with a population of less than 2000, and not many people know it.

Yes, it's unknown and remote.

So the only hotel in the town was almost a decoration—at least he had never seen any tourists come these days.

There is almost no movement of people here.

This kind of small town is usually very sensitive to the approach of strangers, but those idiots of the Order of the Phoenix are obviously doing something here.The people here are not surprised by the extra Draco out of thin air. He even met fishermen returning from sea on the beach yesterday, and was warmly greeted by them, and he was forced to feed a lively sea fish!

That stupid fish splashed his face with stinky water!He even felt that there was still a fishy smell on his body!

Damned, lowly commoner Muggles!As silly and obnoxious as those red-haired skunks of the Weasleys!

Draco took a deep breath and tapped his fingers quickly on the armrest to vent his impatience.

But having said that, the weather here is very sunny.Especially for Draco, an Englishman who has been in the fog all year round, the sunshine here is so bright that it makes one's heart beat.The golden and warm sunshine is like a part of the town, reporting every day, all year round.

Like the goofy smile on the Muggle girl walking towards him.

She is always smiling.

Draco pouted, puzzled.

But what is there to be happy about in this boring and terrible day?

"Are you hungry?" Livia asked while holding a pile of freshly washed sheets.

"No." Draco raised his chin habitually, crossed his hands on his folded knees, and looked full of aristocrats.

Livia wrinkled her nose in disdain for Draco's aristocratic posture, and as she moved, the freckles on her nose became more obvious.

The first time she saw Draco's aristocratic posture inadvertently, Livia was stunned.At that time, she almost thought that this was a true warrior who broke through the cage of the family and bravely escaped to pursue dreams and life!

But soon, she found out that she was wrong.Because the person in front of him who seems to come from a big city is actually a country bumpkin!He doesn't even know about television!

"I suppose," Draco dragged out an aria-like coda, imitating his godfather whose venom concentration could melt the eyes of basilisks, and said sarcastically, "you must love the amazing sea not far away too much , will delusional to create another piece in the house."

"What?" Livia was dazed by a series of long sentences.

"Your wet sheets, miss." Draco smiled, raised his chin, and motioned for Livia to look down, "But what a pity! The white sheets in your hands are not magic made by a skillful elf Fabrics, they don’t have the magical space to accommodate oceans and rivers. It seems that your dream of having a private ocean has to be postponed.”

"Elf? Magic fabric?" Livia's entire face was wrinkled. "Okay, I admit that your imagination is pretty good."

Damn it!He actually said that in front of a Muggle!

Draco screamed inwardly.But Merlin, whenever he saw the stupid smiling face of the blonde Muggle, he always had the urge to sarcasm her! ——It seems that he has to learn to control his ecstasy, lest disaster come out of his mouth.

Draco curled his lips, and forced out a sentence, "Thank you for the compliment, this is really a great honor."

"So——" Livia rolled her eyes, imitating Draco and prolonging her voice, "It's time for you to change your dream, Draco. Don't be a hotel tycoon, how about being a novel writer instead?"

"Oh?" Draco raised his eyebrows. The heads of the Malfoy family have made achievements in various fields, but they have never set foot in the publishing industry.Perhaps he could add to the glory of the Malfoy family when he returned.

"But," Livia quickly added, "You have to learn more first! A writer doesn't even know the existence of a TV!"

TV set!

electricity!See!machine! ! !

damn it! ! !

Undoubtedly, a few days ago, when the little nobleman who was born and raised in the wizarding world saw the small black box with a picture and sound for the first time, he couldn't restrain his curiosity in his heart.So, he did something that he would deeply regret for a long time——

Draco pointed to the little gazelle that was happily crossing the stream on the screen, and said suspiciously:

"Is this your pet? Did you shrink it into this black box?"

"What?" Livia had a strange expression on her face.

From Livia's expression, Draco seemed to realize how embarrassingly stupid he said. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the little black box again, only to see a line of subtitles slowly flying across it——

【Theanimalworld】(Animal World)

"That's a TV! Draco!" Livia couldn't believe it, "Don't tell me you don't even know what a TV is!"

TV set?Some kind of Muggle product? !This black box was actually made by a stupid Muggle?

Draco looked back at Livia in surprise, but almost immediately turned away——

He will never forget, this stupid blond Muggle looked at him with a regretful and pitiful expression of [ah, he has never seen a TV...is he from the mountains...], as if I am the most unfortunate creature in the world!

A pure-blood nobleman was pitied by a poor commoner Muggle!

What a shame!

When he returns to England, he must arrest all wizards who are engaged in Muggle research!Order them to write a new book on Muggle studies!

Perhaps it was because Draco, who was caught in the shameful memories, had a brilliant expression on his face, Livia actually laughed out loud.

Draco glared at Livia, who was laughing so hard that even his eyelids were red, and roared in his heart——

What a great TV!Do you have a wand!Can you do magic?Have you ever ridden a broomstick?Have you ever played Quidditch!

Did you ever kick messiah Pott's ass? ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Have you tried reciting the entire book of Magic Potions without error while watching the most terrifying potions master ever, Severus Snape? ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

do you have? ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry!" Livia was worried that going on like this would hurt Draco's fragile and sensitive self-esteem (Draco: No way! How can the self-esteem of a pure-blooded nobleman be overwhelmed by a commoner? Muggle sting! TAT!) Consciously apologized, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have laughed. But your deflated expression is so wonderful, I can't help it..."

"Your patience still needs to be strengthened, ma'am," Draco said viciously, "and your poor etiquette! A well-bred lady wouldn't laugh so hard that she could show her throat to others!"

"Okay," Livia said with a smile, "I believe it now, maybe you are a real nobleman?"

"Of course!" Draco raised his chin proudly.

"Aristocrats who have forgotten to follow the pace of the times and technological development because they pay too much attention to traditional etiquette education, so that they have never even watched TV?"

Damn it!The dirty Muggle!The devil!

"Don't be angry! I won't say it, this time it's true! You are a real gentleman, you shouldn't be angry with little girls, right?" Livia blinked and said weakly.

Draco snorted heavily.

"Hey, come and help me dry the sheets."

"Aren't they dried by your body temperature?!" Draco never gave up any chance to sarcastically.

"You know, it's very inconvenient to be alone. If it falls into the sand, I'll have to wash it again." Livia was selectively deaf.

"If I remember correctly, you once said that you will do all the cleaning!"

"Yes, but there are no customers now, are you? You are my employee! Do you want to eat here? This is not what a gentleman should do."

"I reject!"

"Come on, Draco, help me." Livia was still smiling, "Maybe I can help you bake an apple pie after drying the sheets? Or make that for you with the little fish that Uncle Dave gave you yesterday What's 'Looking at the Starry Sky'? I heard it's a famous dish in your UK!"

"Shut up! I'll burn down your hotel if you dare to serve that disgusting 'dead fish popping bubbles' on the table!"

"Then you will sleep on the beach with me, Draco. We are now a community of destiny!"

In the end, Draco followed Livia to the beach and obediently helped dry the sheets.

Damn it, he didn't admit that he was forced to come because he couldn't win Livia in the bickering!He is a gentleman!A gentleman who helps a lady!

The wet sheet was held in Livia's arms for too long, and her front was almost soaked.

"I'm assuming your brain is not for decoration, you should know that the basin can be used to hold wet sheets, not just to punish your broken IQ!" Draco looked at Livia showing a large dark color Said the water-stained blue dress.

"Stop laughing at me, Draco. Quickly flatten the sheets and clamp them up with a shelf! The sea breeze is so strong, if we just leave it like this, we will probably have to rewash the sheets."

Livia smiled, the sun shone on her blond hair, shining a layer of brilliant light, which was reflected in her curved eyes and the corners of her raised mouth.The sea breeze made the sheets dance, and her smiling face was hidden behind the flying white sheets, flickering, as if she was playing hide and seek with someone.

For Draco, this Muggle who bickered with him all day was new.Livia was not as elegant and reserved as most aristocratic ladies, nor was she like a young lady like Pansy, who had a domineering pride.The dazzling sunshine that is always present in all seasons endows her with a bright and cheerful personality, and it also seems to dry up all the coldness in her heart and illuminate all the darkness in her heart.She smiles all the time, as bright as the sunshine that sprinkles the earth.

In all fairness, the Muggle was not ugly, though stupid and vulgar.

As Draco thought about it, he suddenly felt that the sheets in front of him were a bit of an eyesore.

"You go into the house first." Draco looked away, and said awkwardly, "It's very windy...your clothes are wet...cough, I mean I'm hungry, but I still have to dry the damn sheets here .As a qualified boss, you should protect the rights and interests of employees, right?"

"so?"

"Go inside and bake an apple pie! Don't be too sweet!" Draco almost yelled.

"Okay, Draco." Livia casually wiped her wet hands on her skirt, "But it's agreed, if you get the sheets on the beach, you have to rewash them yourself!"

The devil!

Seeing the back of Livia bouncing back to the hotel, Draco almost gnawed his back molars.He must have been stuffed with achnatherum splendens to go crazy and worry about her catching a cold!

"By the way, I forgot to mention." Livia stopped in front of the door, turned around, and smiled even wider, "You can express your concern more frankly, Draco."

"……"oh.Damn.

"As a thank you for your gentlemen's care, I'll bake you a big, delicious, reduced-sugar apple pie! Plus stop laughing at you for not watching TV!"

"To shut up!!!!!"

When he recovered his magic power, the first thing he did was to boil a potion for losing his voice and pour it into this Muggle! ! !