HP's Platinum Temptation

In his previous life, he was an orphan who grew up with relatives who were not very caring.Started your own business without finishing college.Fortunately, he succeeded through unremitting efforts.Just when he felt his life was starting to get better, it ended abruptly at the hands of his own gay man.

In fact, he didn't hate that person too much.Because in the final stage, the other party has completely collapsed under the persecution of his family.The only regret is that he has no choice but to become an innocent victim.

Perhaps it is because he is really innocent that he has the opportunity to start another life with his memory.That was the only possible explanation he could think of.

When his sanity gradually came back and his waking hours continued to increase, he probably understood his situation.A father who inherited the dukedom of Rezlan, a beautiful duchess mother, an elder brother who is 15 years older than himself, and a second brother who is six years older.

As the Duke of Rezland, while successfully managing and owning an industry that most British nobles envy, his father conceals a fact that others do not know.Bertram Lambert is also the patriarch of a family of pure-blood wizards that has been passed down for many years.His wife and three children, without exception, are wizards with magical powers.

He was overwhelmed when he first heard the words about wizards, magic, souls and spells.The new life took place in a parallel world that he didn't understand.This is an age of magic.

Terrence Lambert, the eldest son of the Duke of Razland, returned home from school for the Easter break.In order to be able to celebrate and spend this joyful festival with the whole family, the third son Clarence Lambert, who has been well taken care of in the children's room, was also carried to the dining table.Dinner with all the family under the care of the house-elves.

"Dear Taylor, how have you been at school lately?" the Duchess opened the conversation first at the dinner table.

"Well, I have a pretty good life. In fact, many people envy me." Thales replied in a brisk tone: "When I was about to come back, everyone was still busy preparing for the exam. This determines the future Possibilities for career advancement, probably no one else in the mood to go home for a good Easter break."

"Of course you still have to participate, son, don't be too slack." The Duke of Rezlan put down the tableware in his hand, looked up at his eldest son, and said seriously: "You can't give up this verification just because you don't need it. The exams learned in the year."

"Of course I won't, Dad, it's just that I don't have as much pressure as them." Terrence immediately put away his smile when he heard his father's slightly serious words: "By the way, I have a friend whose father is a The Muggles in Germany, they own a lot of factories there. I have carefully learned about the situation of the factories in Germany from him, which is far more advanced than ours. I think we should go to Germany to learn and hire experienced and experienced workers. Skilled workers come and open more factories."

"If I remember correctly, we already have some factories, son." The Duke of Rezlan seemed not to agree with the elder son's proposal: "I think this is enough. We have a sufficient amount of land and assets. Instead of using In terms of building more factories, I think it may be possible to choose other uses. For example, what I am thinking about recently is to let the Lambert family return to the old house. My father closed the old house because of poverty, and we have overcome it now. How would you like to buy a store in Diagon Alley?"

Diagon Alley?

Clarence, who was seriously enjoying the feeding of the house elves, instantly pricked up his ears. The term seemed familiar.

Terrence did not answer the Duke of Rezlan's question. He lowered his head and stared at his plate, but he was not eating properly.Randomly prodding food on his plate with a fork reveals his inner confusion and hesitation.

"What's the matter, Taylor?" The Duchess noticed her son hesitated to speak: "Your behavior is not in line with the performance of a man who has received a complete education in aristocratic etiquette. Your father also mentioned this topic to me, and I think it is indeed worth considering. .But we haven't had information about the wizarding world for many years, so your opinion will be very important. Whatever it is, say it."

"Well, the fact is this. Do you still remember the mysterious man and the Death Eaters that I wrote back in the second grade?" Terrence looked back and forth between his parents for a long time. Finally got the courage to speak.

"I have some impressions." Duke Rezlan nodded.

"The current wizarding world is actually quite dangerous." Terrence tried his best to organize the language: "I think we should stay away as much as possible. In recent years, the activities of Death Eaters have become blatant. The mysterious man believes that all Pure blood wizards should not exist. They have organized several attacks against non-pure blood wizards. All non-pure blood wizards have become the targets of their attacks. Many wizards have died in their attacks, and recently, they His behavior became more unscrupulous and killed many innocent Muggles. Professor Dumbledore is organizing a society to defend and counterattack, and probably, the war in the wizarding world is coming."

puff--

Clarence finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of rice paste.A more accurate description should be that he was so surprised that he spat out the rice paste in his mouth, his weak body didn't have enough energy to complete the act of spraying rice.The spit out rice paste stuck to his chin, and some choked him, making him cough violently.

The little elf who was taking care of him was startled, his hand shook, and another spoonful of rice paste jumped out of the shaking spoon and landed on his face.

"Oh! My God, Link! What have you done?" The Duchess was most sensitive to her youngest son's reaction, and from her point of view, the house-elf choked on her weak little boy by feeding the rice porridge to the wrong place. son.

The exclamation of the Duchess and the ashamed voice of the house elf instantly drowned out the shock that the Duke of Rezlan had not yet shown, and the restaurant was in chaos.

"Don't worry, Duchess, Mr. Lambert's condition is very good." The famous London physician packed his auscultation tools swiftly, while repeating his diagnosis in a very positive tone, even though there was still a trace of pain in his eyes. Helpless and troubled, but he hid it well: "He was not choked. The treatment for more than half a year has been very successful, his brain has been fully developed, and his previously weak physical condition has changed. Right now he's just lacking the mobility for his age because he's been in bed all the time, but believe me, he'll catch up to everyone soon."

Perhaps it was because Clarence's condition was not very good all the time, the Duchess was subconsciously unwilling to believe the guarantee of the Muggle doctor, and just nervously looked at the child who had regained his calm on the bed.

"Oh, okay, thank you, doctor. So, what can we do next?" The Duke of Rezlan probably knew what his wife was thinking, so he completed the conversation with the doctor on her behalf.

"Well, I think you really don't need to worry too much. All the tests have shown that Mr. Lambert is in good health." The doctor looked at the Duke of Rezlan in a little confusion, not understanding what he said he had to do range.

"He doesn't seem to be able to speak or walk yet." The Duke of Rezlan said the troubles that the Duchess often talked about.

"Oh! This!" The doctor suddenly realized: "Yes, he can't talk yet. But don't worry, it's just that he didn't have enough opportunities to learn before. Now he just lacks a good start. You can spend more time with him and care about him, Talk to him a lot, and encourage him to talk and get out of bed for a variety of activities. Enriched environmental stimulation is the best way to promote his progress."

"Okay, we will do that, thank you again, let me take you to the door." Duke Rezlan sent the Muggle doctor away without breaking the etiquette before returning to the room.

"Honey, I'm still a little worried. Let's take him to St. Mungo's for another checkup, so that I can feel at ease. After all, Clay is a little wizard who often has magical riots, and the Muggle doctor's checkup may not be comprehensive enough." The Duchess Holding the chubby little hand of his youngest son, he made a decision.

"Yes, I think so too. Bring Terrence, he is more familiar with the current wizarding situation than us." The Duke of Rezlan couldn't help but think of what Clarence choked on his elder son's words at the dinner table.

When the Duke and Duchess of Razland and Terrence, who was holding Clarence, stepped through the glass windows of the old-fashioned red brick and clear department store in London, what they saw was a chaotic and noisy scene.

The waiting reception area was completely overcrowded at this time. The original rows of sofa chairs were replaced by a large number of hospital beds, which were full of injured people.Many people who looked like Muggle doctors and nurses in white doctor's overalls surrounded different beds, and some healers in dark green robes shuttled among them.No one noticed the person who had just entered the door.

When Terrence led the way to the consultation desk in the waiting area, the chubby blond witch was yelling at several white-clothed doctors who passed by the consultation desk, and even jumped a few times to express her strong anger.

"Hello, I'm Terrence Lambert, and I have an appointment with the attending therapist Hebercrat Smethyk." Terrence nodded politely to the fat witch, showing a gentle smile.

"Oh, let me see," the fat witch flipped the parchment in front of her, and then nodded: "Yes, you can go directly to the fifth floor and wait for him, but as you can see today, there are some minor problems, all therapists Everyone is busy, you need to wait for a while."