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"Little master, have some snacks!"

He was wearing a pure white pillowcase with the Black family emblem on his body, his forehead was bald, a lot of soft, clean and neat white hair protruded from his two big bat-like ears, and the skin on his face was wrinkled. Gray skin, fleshy nose, big nose, hoarse, deep voice, often suddenly appearing in corners that are not easily noticed by people, cursing viciously in a low voice - for members of the Order of the Phoenix, or appearing as quickly as possible when help is needed - for Or Draco, the last remaining house-elf in Black's house - Kreacher!

At this moment, he did not know what kind of magic he had cast to make Mrs. Weasley's specially made cake disappear. He pushed Hermione away who was sitting next to him, and put a very delicate snack tray with several small plates in front of him.

Embarrassed, she smiled at Mrs. Weasley across the way.

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"Little master, mistress, please go over and talk for a while after you finish your snacks!" Kreacher said eagerly, "Little master, do you have any orders?"

Kreacher said the hostess was a painting hanging in the porch—Old Mrs. Blake.

"No, not yet!"

After Kreacher bowed in disappointment, he disappeared with a "snap".

After the start of the summer vacation, the most lively event in the magic world was Sirius Black—the heroic story of his uncle willingly squatting in Azkaban for more than ten years for a friend. The first page of the Daily Prophet, until now, on the third or fourth page, there are still a lot of serials about "the story behind the hero". On it, Blake wrote a story with very sensational sentences, which made a lot of money. Housewife tears - for example, sitting across from Sirius to let Mrs. Weasley eat more!

That's right, he is now living with "Little Black" in Black's old house at No. 12 Grimmauld Place.After the end of last semester, before Emma had time to get angry at Emma and Draco for keeping things a secret for a whole semester, she was confused by the follow-up development, until Emma asked the house-elf to pack her luggage, and in this old It’s been almost half a month since I lived in the house, and I still haven’t recovered from it—because there are a large group of Gryffindors in the house who are always noisy—on this point, Draco directly ordered Kreacher to take Gryffindor Most of the places where people can move have been marked out, and other places are prohibited. Only with the permission of all the owners of the Black family can they step in...

Of course, getting confused is not the thing!

Now, there is another big family that is completely shabby to worry about—Emma mentioned her father lightly, and then threw the entire Black estate that Lucius had just won from the Ministry of Magic, and hinted that she would not provide more. Help, so that the only person who can ask for help is Draco, which makes him even more emboldened in front of Draco-this is a vicious circle!

Merlin!There was no time to think about my life experience!

Trying to finish the dessert quickly in the most elegant manner, smiled at Mrs. Weasley and Hermione, who had tried their best to invite them to have dinner with them before, and quickly left the dining table - there are still two full bookcase bills in the study that need to be read !

"Don't touch the tableware that the little master has used, that's Kreacher's work!"

There was Kreacher's sharp voice behind him, and then Mrs. Weasley exclaimed—presumably this hardworking lady was going to clean up the table again out of habit!

This happened almost every time I went downstairs to have lunch with Harry and the others.

Well, that uncle who never seemed to grow up—— Sirius Black, generously agreed to lend Black's old house to Dumbledore to lead the Order of the Phoenix as a gathering base without discussing with anyone.Although, later under joint pressure from Emma and Narcissa, Sirius agreed with Draco to allow Kreacher to only allocate seven or eight rooms on the first floor, including a separate kitchenette, for the use of the Order of the Phoenix, and the rest of the place would not be approved by the owner. Agree no trespassing proposal.

Based on the fact that the house-elves are completely independent of the wizard's magic system and are absolutely obedient to their masters, it is almost impossible for members of the Order of the Phoenix to break through Kreacher's prohibition.

As soon as he turned up the stairs, his ears immediately became quiet, and he walked slowly towards the study.

There was a faint fragrance of roses in the air, he paused his steps, straightened his waist immediately, put his hands on the sides of the skirt, took small steps under his feet, adjusted the tired expression on his face, pursed the corners of his mouth slightly and raised fifteen degrees, and raised his chin After making a small arc, he entered the study.

A familiar figure was leaning against the desk flipping through an account book that had just been sorted out in the morning. The long platinum hair hung softly around the ear and the side of the face, shining under the gentle light, and the robe made of high-quality fabric seemed to carry a light Bright, slender white fingers danced between the thick parchment.

"Here—and here—better count again—"

Unknowingly, the 14-year-old boy has begun to exude great charm!

"What are you in a daze for again!" Draco rolled up the parchment and mercilessly knocked on the head of the girl who was standing dumbfounded two or three steps away from him.

"Oh, oh...no, it's nothing!" Guilty gathered his attention, "What did you just say?"

"Come here!" Draco yelled, lifting his chin.

——Of course it was the dog's legs that walked over.

"Dad has already discussed with the old men of the Ministry of Magic. The Black family's estates in the east of England only need to go through a few more procedures before they can be scooped up. It is best to speed up the work!" Draco's eyes flashed with pride.

I believe that it is not uncommon to give more cakes now, because it needs to be maintained and even changed in texture!

"Great, Draco, then, now only one mountain in Scotland is still in the hands of the Ministry of Magic!" He praised against his will, "The old men of the Ministry of Magic will never be the opponent of Uncle Lucius!"

Draco nodded in satisfaction, "By the way, Dad has affirmed his performance in the past half month."

From Draco's eyes, I could see that I couldn't suppress the joy. After the summer vacation, I quickly understood the meaning of the one-year agreement that Lucius proposed in front of Hagrid's cabin - a noble boy at the age of 14 means that he can Assuming some responsibilities, such as marrying another well-matched family for the development of the family...

"Honey, of course it's the best in my mother's eyes..."

Emma said something meaningful!

Although shocked by the meaning behind this agreement, as an old leftover woman who has lived with the situation for more than [-] years, after struggling for a few days, she blushed and accepted the fact that at least Draco and others may even be heirs of foreign nobles (like Pansy) ) is much better, well, it is undeniable that the three years of being together day and night have a subtle influence on a girl who has just entered the wizarding world - just imagine that if you don't continue to follow Draco, you will feel at a loss - of course, I can be sure at present, I absolutely Didn't fall in love with that stinky boy!

"This is really good news!" Glancing at Draco, he whispered.

Draco twitched suddenly, waving his wand and quickly helped to correct a few mistakes in the account book.

"Kreacher, bring some drinks here!" He snapped his fingers and shouted.

"Yes, little master, master Draco!" Kreacher responded excitedly, almost pressing his wrinkled long nose to the carpet, and disappeared with a "pop".

"Let's go, Draco, let's talk to grandma for a while before we talk about other things. I found some interesting spells in Black's collection a few days ago." He pretended to be brisk.

"Good idea!" Draco said in a drawn-out tone, lifting his chin.

Huh - finally recovered!

"Bastard! Bitch! Dirty and vile! Bastard, freak, ugly, get out of here! How dare you defile your ancestors' house—"

Before he went down the stairs, he heard a burst of angry cursing from the corridor of the hall.

"Oh, who interrupted Grandma Black's rest again!" Draco waved his wand, lighting up the lights in the corridor with an ancient atmosphere, "Grandma Black, good afternoon!"

"Good afternoon, grandma!" He greeted the old lady in the portrait with a decent smile.

Kreacher appeared quietly at some point, and set an exquisite round table in the porch, with two cups of steaming black tea on it.

Old Mrs. Black's cursing stopped abruptly, and she quickly tugged on her dress, "Good afternoon, Emma! Welcome, Draco!"

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If there were no random members of the Order of the Phoenix who happened to pass by, I have to say that chatting with Mrs. Black was a pleasure!

When leaving, he and Draco thoughtfully helped old Mrs. Black pull up the painted curtains.

Passing the corner of the porch, a gray shadow flashed past quickly.

"It's Uncle Sirius!" said softly, "He still doesn't dare to say hello to grandma!"

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The author has something to say: quietly climb up to update, then tiptoe away...

The development of the plot will be accelerated!

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