Dark Lord, please let go

Draco locked himself in the living room, and then kept flipping through the thick potion book. He remembered that he saw the method of making Felicia six months ago in this "Advanced Potion Making Encyclopedia" .Now that his great-grandfather has recognized him and intends to recognize him back to the Malfoy family, he will not continue to suffer in the future.

The Christmas gift given to Tom can be replaced by another one. It doesn't matter that everyone is an aging agent. In fact, making a dozen bottles of aging agent is enough for Draco to have a headache.

Draco didn't want to go into the living room and hang out with a bunch of future Death Eaters, and they didn't have any crazy ideas to implement right now, just a bunch of teenagers.Apart from Tom Riddle, Draco didn't think the group of teenagers was capable of anything "big".Their gatherings are nothing more than looking up some Slytherin information with Tom, or planning about the holiday.

He carefully fixed his eyes on the table of contents of the potion book, flipped through a few pages, and finally found the making of Felix Elixir there.After turning to the number of pages, Draco saw a description of Felix Elixir that was several pages long.Draco put the potions book on the table, jotted down all the ingredients needed on parchment, and snapped his fingers.

With a crisp sound of "pop", Radha, the house elf, appeared in front of Draco.

Radha bowed deeply to Draco, and said respectfully: "Master Draco, is there anything that Radha can do?"

Draco froze for a moment, his gray-blue eyes narrowed, and he asked casually, "Little Master? Who told you to call me that?"

Lada didn't understand what made the little master unhappy, and her bony body bent even more, "It's Madam who asked us to call you that. You are the young master of the Malfoy family, our little master."

Hearing Radha's answer, Draco's expression improved a lot.Ever since Dobby came out of the Malfoy family, Draco couldn't be completely at ease with the house-elf. That damned house-elf was a traitor. This excuse severely punished Dad and allowed himself to kill Dumbledore.So Draco didn't particularly trust the current Radha. Back then, Dobby only went to help the Scarhead Savior after hearing what his father said.

After confirming that there was no problem with Lada, Draco handed the parchment to Lada, "Buy all the materials on it, the sooner the better, I hope to see them this afternoon."

"Okay, little master Draco." Radha took the parchment respectfully, rolled the parchment, and bowed deeply to Draco before disappearing with a snap.

Just after Draco gave orders to Lada here, he heard a knock on the door, accompanied by Walburga's voice. "Are you there, Draco?"

Not knowing what Walburga was looking for, Draco had no choice but to open the door for her.He raised his eyebrows and looked at Walburga outside the door, "What's the matter, senior, I'm taking a rest." When Draco said the word rest, Draco emphasized his tone.

Walburga just shrugged his shoulders after hearing this, "Haman is here too, Abraxas was afraid that you would be bored, so he invited your little friend, Kasim from the Shaker family, and he is waiting in the living room now you."

"Kasim is here?" Draco paused, making his expression look less happy, and then said lazily: "Senior sister, you can ask the house elf to notify me, and you don't need to bother to come up to find me." I."

"No trouble." Walburga looked at Draco with squinted eyes, glanced at Draco several times with interest, and only opened his mouth slowly when Draco's eyebrows were knit together, "Tom said You are his best friend..." Walburga paused, and when Draco was waiting for her to finish, she turned and walked to the door, reminding Draco, "Let's go down , Shaker (Qasim's surname) is waiting for you."

Draco pursed his lips uncomfortably without hearing the words behind, this feeling was particularly uncomfortable.But Tom can announce that he is his best friend. Does this mean that hard work is still somewhat effective?

Draco followed behind Walburga, and the two of them didn't speak a word. Draco could feel that the senior from the Black family who hadn't met a few times didn't like him very much.

When they came down the stairs, Draco caught sight of Kasim who was sitting stiffly on the sofa at a glance.

And when Kasim saw Draco, he had a liberated expression on his face, "Oh, Draco, you have finally come down, if you don't come down again, I will go up to find you in person."

The living room is full of people, all of them are students of Slytherin. Draco saw that Abraxas' good friend Harman Nott was also sitting in it. Except for Kassim, all of them were from the future. One of the Death Eaters, it was a veritable Death Eater party.

Draco's good mood when he saw Kasim disappeared, and he sat down on the sofa next to Tom in a low mood.

Feeling Draco's lethargy, Tom turned to look at him, "You haven't rested for a long time, why are you still so lethargic?"

"Nothing——" Draco lazily glanced at the people who were chatting separately, seeing that no one noticed the two of them, he pretended to ask casually: "What were you talking about just now?"

"It's just something to study." Tom handed Draco a glass of juice and made him lean back on the sofa comfortably, "Kasim has been looking for you since he came, and if you don't come down, he won't be able to stay gone."

Hearing Tom's words, Kasim smiled awkwardly, and then complained dissatisfiedly, "You came down too late Draco, you don't know how miserable I am, Abraxas wrote me a letter yesterday, it was me Father took it, he told me a whole lot of etiquette when he knew I was coming to Malfoy Manor today, oh Merlin, you don't know how scary that is."

Draco gloated at Kasim, "Oh, your father is right, you really need to improve your manners."

Kasim rolled his eyes in an inelegant manner, put the cup on the coffee table, and stared at Draco seriously. "Draco, are you hiding something from me? You have to be clear, I'm your friend, and I don't want me to be the last to know about it."

"What?" Draco frowned, then turned to look at Tom, who had nothing to do with him, "What did you say to Kasim?"

Tom cleared his throat, trying to look honest, "I didn't say anything to Kasim—" he said with a smirk, "Of course, Kasim listened to other people's conversations. You can’t blame me anymore.”

"Don't change the subject, gentlemen!" Kasim interrupted the two of them dissatisfied. I'm not sure before. "I want to hear it from you, Draco."

"Okay, okay." Draco shrugged helplessly, anyway, the pot was broken anyway, and it's not bad this time. "The truth is what you think, Kasim."

Kasim was as excited as if he had won the jackpot, "I knew it, I always knew you were a child of the Malfoy family, what did I say, that idiot Devlin refuted me." Hufflepuff with Slytherin skin, which is recognized by Slytherin students.

The Slytherins stayed at Malfoy Manor until the afternoon, and they took their leave after tea.

But Draco, who participated in the whole conversation, was completely confused, and didn't know why these people came to Malfoy Manor. They didn't say anything, and kept talking about boring topics.What new robes from Out of the World Tailors, new recipes from Mrs. Primpinell's Beauty Potions.

When they left, Draco stood up with a headache, "What are they doing here?"

Abraxas gave him a strange look, "I just came to visit and spend a day at Malfoy Manor, otherwise what do you think they are here for?"

Draco choked, he forgot, although these people later became Death Eaters, but now they are just teenagers, there is no Death Eater at all, what can they do?I can only drink tea and chat.

After that, Tom and Abraxas went to the library. Tom was no longer obsessed with finding out about the Gaunt family, but he was very interested in the library of Malfoy Manor. He was very happy to see so many magic books , and even books on black magic.Draco was well aware of Tom's thirst for knowledge, so Draco understood Tom's plunge into the library.

Instead of following Abraxas and Tom, he returned to the living room. Radha had already returned, and the potion materials for making Felicia that Radha bought back were neatly placed on his table.He wrapped the rest of the potions in a box with a card with a beautiful cursive lettering on it, and Draco asked the golden eagle of the Malfoy family to deliver all the gifts.

Now he was only short of one gift from Tom to prepare.

Originally, Draco intended to keep the Felix Felicia for himself. He started making it six months ago, but he planned to give this bottle to Tom as a Christmas present first.

Draco has never made Felicia before, only in Professor Slughorn's class, Draco has seen this potion with a color like melted gold, and he can't forget it, it's hard to say It's not because Depco missed it that he couldn't forget it.

Felicia is difficult to make, and the brewing process is extremely complicated.

Draco looked at the potion book seriously, remembering every step above clearly in his heart.He didn't forget what Professor Slughorn said, once the Felicia was wrong, the consequences would be disastrous, and Draco didn't want to know what the consequences were.