mystery lover

Friday morning.

In the corridor outside the Potions classroom, Draco looked at McAvoy who was coming from the other side. After straightening his sleeves, the Platinum Prince walked up in the direction of the boy, "Good morning, McAvoy."

"Morning, Draco." Charles looked at the boy in front of him, who seemed to be waiting for him.Lucas, who came to the classroom with Charles, glanced at Malfoy who obviously had something to say, so he turned his head and said to Charles who was beside him, "Charles, I'll go in first, you can talk slowly."

"Okay." Charles nodded, and when his friend's back disappeared at the door of the potions classroom, the boy leaned against the side of the corridor, and then asked, "What's the matter, Draco."

Students from the Badger Academy and the Eagle Academy passed by one after another, and a lot of probing eyes fell on the two of them intentionally or unintentionally. The Platinum Prince, who always attracts attention wherever he goes, habitually ignores the eyes of his surroundings, but When looking at McAvoy, Draco stood aside awkwardly like him, and said awkwardly, "I just went to Professor Snape's office to deliver something."

After explaining the reason why he appeared here, and seeing that the young man's complexion was not as rosy as before, the Platinum Prince continued, "Well, are you okay?" Draco was referring to Tuesday's Triwizard Tournament, The fact that Charles was sent to the infirmary by the Lord.

"It's much better, thank you." Charles said with some embarrassment. He didn't know why the situation happened that day. When he woke up, he also asked Madam Pomfrey in the medical wing, but the other party told him that his body There is no problem.

Knowing that Voldemort sent him to the medical wing, Charles woke up and hardly knew how to react. Fortunately, the other party had other things to do, so he left after making sure that Charles was fine. It was Lucas who told him later, but Voldemort's concern for him was constantly revealed in his friend's words... It still made Charles feel a strange feeling attacking him every time he thought about it.

……

"Okay." Draco looked at the young man in a trance in front of him, thinking that with the Lord around, this Hufflepuff is unlikely to have any accidents, so he said that he came here to "coincidence" McAvoy Another purpose.

"By the way... do you have any presents you want?"

"Gift?" Hearing Draco's question, Charles was also stunned for a moment.

"Yes, you know, although the gift from the Malfoy family is already a treasure among the treasures, but my father said that I personally went to your birthday party as your classmate, so..." Platinum Prince paused. After a pause, "I want to know what kind of gift a Hufflepuff would expect to receive on his birthday. I think... as your classmate... I should be obliged to meet your needs for gifts."

Looking at the opening and closing lips of Draco in front of him, Charles felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, knowing that all this was brought about by Voldemort's preference for him...

"I don't have anything... in particular. And, thank you, Draco." Charles replied truthfully.And the boy really didn't have anything he wanted, if there was any gift he wanted, it would be - the man who said he would come back before his birthday.

Even though he has deliberately not thought about it, Charles is not really so blind that he cannot see the reality clearly.

In the boy's heart, he had already noticed that it was his Tom——he wouldn't come back.

Although he has been resisting this fact.

Together with what he said to Lucas, it was more like self-deceitful expectations.

Lucas had always seen and understood better than he did, that Tom was a Slytherin, a Slytherin through and through, and Slytherin—would never be an enemy of Lord Voldemort.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Draco, who was about to say something at first, also stopped what he hadn't said after seeing the boy's expression.

The Platinum Prince is a bit strange, shouldn't he be happy on his birthday, and it was Lord himself who proposed to hold a birthday party for this Hufflepuff. With such an undisguised preference, why does McAvoy look so... …sad?

"I'm fine - see you tomorrow, Draco, then."

Tom, tomorrow is the last day.

Are you really going to miss your appointment?

*****

On Friday evening, when Lucas and Charles arrived at the McAvoy's manor together, he finally intuitively felt for the first time that his friend was indeed a child from a pure-blood family.

In the hall on the first floor of the manor, there are a large number of oil paintings, sculptures and exquisite furniture.

Ornate crystal chandeliers hang from the painted ceiling.

After Lucas and Charles came out of the fireplace together, the boy's eyes also noticed the house elf beside him.But soon, Lucas' sight was attracted by a pair of older wizards walking up.

"Father, mother." Charles looked at the parents in front of him, and after a pause, the boy turned sideways and introduced his friends to his parents, "This is the classmate I mentioned in the letter, Lu Cass Till."

"Sir, madam, hello, I'm Charles' classmate, Lucas Till." Lucas was a little nervous when he spoke, and his friend's father didn't seem to like him very much.

The head of the McAvoy family had a serious face from the moment the two of them entered, and there seemed to be no superfluous expression.

"Hello." Eric McAvoy nodded to the so-called friend of Charles in front of him, and then looked at his young son and said, "Charles, take your friend to the second Upstairs room."

"Okay, father." After receiving his father's instructions, Charles pulled his friend away almost immediately.

"Huh~" After leaving the oppressive hall, Lucas also breathed a sigh of relief, understanding why his friend was worried about whether he would come.

Charles looked at his friend's appearance as if he had survived the catastrophe, and said with some concern, "Luka, in fact, my father is already very gentle..."

What the boy was really worried about were the nobles who would be there tomorrow.

I always feel that this birthday party is very weird...

Dixon McAvoy was also at home during dinner.

In the dining room on the first floor, tables are set with silver and gilt Minton flatware.

After finishing dinner quietly, Lucas returned to his temporary room first, while Charles and his brother Dixon went to the study of the McAvoy owner for a long time, mostly talking about tomorrow's banquet There are some places that need to be paid attention to, and it is also vaguely mentioned that the adult will be there.

And this kind of conversation also made Charles feel even more that this was not his birthday party at all, but just a gathering among pure-blood nobles. Perhaps it is appropriate to call it an alliance of interests.

In fact, it was like this...

It's all because of that lord...those nobles fought bravely to attend this banquet named after their birthday.

After listening to his father and brother's admonition, Charles walked out of Lucas' room wearily, and before he could knock on the door, the door was already opened.

"Haha, Char." Lucas rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "It's the first time I live in such a beautiful manor, and I'm not used to it."

Lucas' parents are half-blood wizards, and the whole family lives in a town where wizards and Muggles live together.

Listening to his friend's words, Charles' expression instantly became embarrassing.

The young man couldn't help but look at the corridor of his house, and inadvertently overlapped with the manor of the man he passed by in his memory.

Charles was in a daze. If it was beautiful, Tom's manor was the most magnificent manor he had ever seen.

Unbelievable... It seems that I can't help but think of that bastard again.

After chatting with Lucas for a while, Charles said goodnight to his friend, and when he walked back to his bedroom door, the moment he opened the door, the teenager felt his heart beat a little out of balance.

He was expecting that there would be that man in the room behind the door.But when the boy looked at the empty room, his heart finally fell.

fair enough.

*****

On February 28th, Saturday, the house elves in the McAvoy family started to get busy early in the morning. As the head of the house, Eric and the heir Dixon also waited in the lobby on the first floor after noon During the reception, the guests who arrived one after another were received.

And Charles, who had been told by his father, was standing at the corner of the second floor with Lucas at the moment, and occasionally glanced at the nobles downstairs who were already present, some familiar or unfamiliar faces.

"Oh, Charle, that's Rufus Scrimgeour." Lucas pointed to the tall and thin man who had just entered through the door, and Charles followed his friend's gaze to the man who was talking to his father. wizard.

Charles is no stranger to Rufus Scrimgeour, the new head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement last year, who occupied a place in the Daily Prophet for a long time after taking office , but seeing his father chatting happily with the other party, certain messages flashed through Charles' mind.

"Hey, isn't this director... neutral?" Lucas said purely from facts. Regarding the two camps in the wizarding world, even young wizards know the current Minister of Magic and Hogwarts. The headmaster of the school is the leader of the two camps.

And this Scrimgeour has been neutral since he took office, and vaguely aligned with the propositions put forward by the Order of the Phoenix...

But now, looking at Scrimgeour appearing at a Slytherin student's birthday party, and this student is also the lover that the minister publicly admitted, even a fool should know about this legendary neutral law. Which side is the director of the executive department on?

"It seems to be Lord's person." The boy said, but his heart trembled because of the name he pronounced.

Lucas turned his head and looked at his friend beside him, with a tangled look in his eyes, "Charles, it's too dangerous to attend your birthday party. Ah, do I know too much?"

"No, haha." The boy couldn't hold back his laughter.

People who can appear like this must be no longer secrets in the noble circle of Slytherin, but having said that, Lucas's expression now is really very similar to the two people he met when he went to the Ministry of Magic on the first day. The appearance of a Death Eater reporting the news to the lord...

Because Voldemort stirred his thoughts, the boy's expression also changed accordingly.

In a daze, Charles thought, why did he feel that the Lord seemed to treat him differently a long time ago...

"Speaking of which, Charles, that minister...will come later?" Lucas said cautiously, paying attention to Charles' expression in front of him.

"It should be." It was no secret that the Lord would attend his birthday party. If it wasn't for this, the pure-blood nobles in the British wizarding world would not have arrived so neatly as they did today.

"So what are your plans, Charl?"

"do not know……"

Charles is telling the truth. If it is that adult, he can't change everything easily. He can only take one step at a time.

After all, that bastard man hasn't shown up until now, so what else can he do.

Even if you want to elope, there should be someone to elope, right?

It wasn't until two platinum lights appeared at the entrance of the hall that Charles moved his already stiff calf and said to Lucas beside him, "Luka, let's go down."

"Okay." The boy beside him nodded, and followed the protagonists of the banquet down the first floor.

The guests who had been waiting in the banquet hall stopped their movements for a short time when they saw the second son of the McAvoy family who had finally appeared, and the conversation was interrupted for a moment, and they all looked at The boy in the stairwell.

With a delicate silhouette, a clean and fair face, the well-groomed brown hair was neatly combed to one side, and the boy's unique slender figure walked down the stairs straight and steadily.

Look at Charles McAvoy like this.

At this moment, the same idea was neatly crossed in everyone's heart——

This is... the Lord's lover?

It turns out that what their master likes is so-pure type?

All the Death Eaters who saw McAvoy himself for the first time couldn't help showing a hideous expression in their hearts at this moment.

This is completely different from the dark temperament of my master who is keen on black magic...