The Magical Journey of the Platinum Spirit

Leave him alone and leave him to his godfather.When they met again, Draco pulled the corner of his clothes, which was already a little strange to him, and shouted timidly: Father.

how did he do itHe bent down and reached out to hug him, wiped the tears on his face with his hands, and said without tenderness: Draco, remember, this is the last weakness of our father and son.

Tears are the cheapest thing in this world, useless and meaningless.

Since then, his son, the son who was chasing peacocks among the tulips, and Draco who was fishing for small fish in the pool with a fishing net in front of the fountain in the garden had never been seen again.

He took his own father as a role model, imitating his coldness and reserve, elegance and alienation, and he grew rapidly into what he is today in the time he didn't see.

Lucius' eyes were filled with tears that were about to fall, he walked up to the second floor and turned right.Go straight ahead, go straight ahead, there is his study, and then his bedroom.He stopped between the two rooms, looking wistfully at the blank picture frame between the two doors.

Sissy left so suddenly that she didn't even leave her portrait.

All the portraits of the Malfoy family will not appear in unexpected places in the study, but only this pair of blank picture frames is placed here. Sissy said, if I leave before you, Lucius, I will put my portrait here , you are not in the study, you are in the bedroom, you always pass by here and see me every day.Always remember me.

But after Sissy died, he never walked through this corridor or past this picture frame.

He said to himself: Sissy, I love you more than I imagined.Love to escape.

In the next second, Lucius' figure had vanished in place, and entered the study room that occupied most of his life.The roar of Clement, the ancestor of the Malfoy family, instantly hit his mind. Lucius' brain felt dizzy, but he managed not to fall down.

Lucius, Joan is back.You must keep her!

Lucius, I will never allow her to have contact with those humble creatures again!

Lucius, Joanne and Draco's...

enough!

Lucius leaned back against the black desk in the study, his lowered eyebrows and eyes were covered by the drooping platinum hair, and his expression could not be seen clearly.The voice was cold and painful, and Clement's voice stopped abruptly.Looking at Lucius who refuted him in disbelief.

She has come back!She will not leave!You are satisfied! ?

Lucius raised his head, his eyes were heavy, and for the first time he did not speak to the arrogant ancestor with a humble gesture and a respectful tone.

Very good, very good, Lucius, you actually...

How am I?Lucius stared at him deeply, as if throwing away his reason, he no longer cared about those etiquette gestures.I have brought Joan back as you did, what more do you want? !

She and Draco...

After getting the result he wanted, Clement didn't care about Lucius' abnormal tone at all. More importantly, if this father who loved his daughter so much could talk to him in a normal tone, He probably still thinks there is something tricky about it.

Anyway, Joan and Draco... Clement spoke stubbornly again.

Joan is only ten years old!

Lucius looked at him as if he couldn't bear it anymore, his sad eyes almost pierced a hole in the portrait hanging in the study.This kind of Lucius was something Clement had never seen before, but he had lived his whole life, and he had never backed down for anyone.After hesitating for a moment, Clement softened his attitude.

For the age of elves, she is just a cub that has just crawled out of the cocoon, but for this world, she is no longer a child at the age of ten.Lucius, what Joan awakened was the ancient elf blood that had been extinct for thousands of years.She is my hope, how can I give up so easily.

I know your pain, but whether it's Andris or Draco, they will eventually die before Joan's eyes.Elves live long, almost immortal lives.If she has these, she must give up the others.Lucius, I will not give up, nor will I allow you to hinder me.

Please give me time, Joan and Draco time.

it is good.

Clement responded in Lucius' expectant eyes.

The author has something to say: When I write this, I always feel that it will end soon.So dear, if you have something to say, say it, say it, say it~~~

40

40. Tenth birthday...

What happened to the Malfoy family is not only well known in the wizarding world, but it is not a secret in the upper class.

The little princess of the Malfoy family?This topic is in today's wizarding world, if you don't know a little bit, you must not keep up with the trend.Who doesn't know that Malfoy has always been the trend of the wizarding world?Although this has nothing to do with fashion.

While most people were looking forward to the next move of the Malfoy family, there was no movement in Malfoy Manor.Joan's habit at Lougheed Manor continued in Malfoy Manor, and he spent a large part of every day holding a large tome of magic books.

In the yard, in the sun.It's always like being still, for a long, long time.

When the sun just rises in the morning, it is the time when the heart is purest.At this time, she is usually in the studio.Outside the window of the studio is the pigeon wood that fills the sight.When she opened the window for the first time, she was almost stunned. The growing growth of those dove trees covering the sky and the sun gave her the illusion of returning to Lougheed Manor.

She looked up at Draco, but she couldn't tell herself what emotion was tangled in her eyes.

Joan, pigeon wood is the noblest tree species in the plant world.

From the moment our mothers conceived, from the moment our fathers knew you existed.So many people were sent to travel all over the world to find so many pigeon woods.They were housed in the Rose Manor that Father had chosen as your birth gift.pity……

These are Draco's original words. My brother's eyes were lost in the scattered morning light of the morning sun, and the wooden dove that was full of eyes rustled as if in response to his words.

Joan, Pigeonwood's pride is no less than that of anyone in the wizarding world. Their vitality is strong and persistent, and they never give in easily.Except for powerful wizards, no one can really be accepted by them and coexist with them.Malfoy was recognized by them because he had the blood of the ancient elves.

Joan, the Lougheds have endured a lot for you.

After a pause, Draco went on, and Mr. Magika.

Joan's raised eyes met Draco's lowered eyes.

Draco's eyes were clear, and he couldn't get rid of Joan's past.All you can do is accept it.Whether it's the Raffod couple or Andris Maggieko, they all treat Joan with sincerity.These were things he and his father could not refute.

Thinking about it, Draco's eyes softened, his whole body disappeared under the sun, his coldness disappeared, and the sharp edge like the armor protection of these years disappeared, his eyebrows and eyes became a little more refined.He looked at Qiao An with a smile, touching people's hearts like a warm spring breeze.

Joan, happy birthday tomorrow.

Joan's birthday was on August 31, and the Hogwarts admission letter would arrive at Malfoy Manor on that day.Before July, Draco had taken Joan to Diagon Alley twice to prepare a set of supplies.Diagon Alley is not as modern as Casper, but it has a more heavy feeling accumulated over time.

Joan couldn't tell her feelings, but she was more attracted to this ancient and elegant street full of the sense of time stagnation.

The goblins at Gringotts still treated her strangely, but she had gotten used to it.Her father told her that it was because of her awakened powerful bloodline.Ancient elf, this is not the first time Joan has heard the word elf.In fairy tales, elves are the most elegant and beautiful creatures in this world. Their souls are pure, kind-hearted and they are the most peaceful race. They usually live in the deep forest and will not contact the human world.

In the ordinary human world, that is a fairy tale.

In the wizarding world, it is history that has been lost in the torrent of time.

In the history books of magic, the elves have disappeared or become extinct in the war between humans and wizards thousands of years ago.On the day of Christmas, she realized that she had become a fairy tale and a legend in other people's mouth.

Happy birthday, she has heard this sentence too many times from other people.

But she has never been moved as much as today.

Um, um, Qiao An responded a few times, and wanted to say thank you out of habit, but thought of what my brother said about family members shouldn't be so polite, and put my thanks back in my heart again.

At the beginning of August, although Malfoy seemed to be silent, Joan knew that her father and brother had already started preparing for her birthday.

Most notably, her companion elf Gaga began asking her to try on clothes more and more frequently.Later, in the manor, you can always see a lot of dresses suspended behind her.They squeezed each other and rotated in front of her eyes, making various graceful movements.A look trying to get her to choose it.

But when Qiao An saw it, it seemed horrifying.

She stared angrily at Kaka's big tear-filled eyes, and persisted undefeated.The house-elves at Malfoy Manor are getting more and more conscientious.However, as her ability to adapt to Kaka increased, Kaka, who was nurtured by Malfoy's harsh etiquette, became increasingly picky about aesthetics.

Joan didn't know whether he had indulged Kaka recently, or it was simply ordered by his father and brother.

My lord, you should be perfect at all times.You'd better try on all the clothes and choose the one that suits you best.

Kaka, Kaka, just this one, or this one, don't try again.

Joan declined,