Chinese food saves the world

On the curved wall of the Malfoy Manor reception study room, there are rows of built-in bookcases and four long French windows. The lower end of the exquisite and luxurious windows is a low stool made of brown cherry wood, which is integrated with the entire wall and bookcases. , can be an excellent choice for reading in the afternoon, if the light is good.

It's a pity that this is the outskirts of London. Compared with sunny days, there are more foggy and drizzle days. What's more, Master Malfoy is never obsessed with sunshine, he would rather enjoy the gloom underground.

So the low stools under the four French windows were completely ignored, and Master Malfoy even asked the house-elf to put on heavy velvet curtains to keep out the damn sun.

And tonight, it looks like the pouf has found its lover.

A young girl, hidden behind a velvet curtain, leaned against the French window and glared at him.

Draco felt that his head was a little sluggish, because the color in her eyes, that kind of blue that was deeper and more serene than sea water, seemed to only exist in classical oil paintings, not as it is now, so real, Just look at him like that.

The air seemed to be on fire, and it was so thin that it was difficult for him to breathe.

Draco felt that he might have never looked at anything so intently. He observed everything about this girl who asked him for a hundred wishes—white as snow, black hair and blue eyes, childish face, thin, about five feet high.

Was it the little Muggle who had made him search around and disappeared?

And he was making no secret of his innate malevolence, cursing her for being a bloody little Muggle before pulling back the curtains?

Realizing that this incident almost made Draco at a loss, the inexplicable panic, perhaps because of the disorder and trembling in his heart, Draco almost couldn't control his steps and stepped back. Fortunately, He remembered in time that Malfoy was the host of the banquet, and that he and his father were in charge of the dinner.

As for the successful convening of this dinner, it will not only consolidate and improve the political status of the Malfoy family, but also make Draco's future in the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the British Ministry of Magic smoother. The youngest director of the International Magic Cooperation Department.

But now, because of a girl who just turned 15 years old, he almost ran out of the door for no reason?

Had he been cast with some damned forbidden spell?Otherwise, why would he want to agree to her unreasonable request of "one hundred wishes"?

Draco still maintains the most dignified aristocratic demeanor. Standing in front of the girl, he looks like a portrait of a young duke in an old oil painting, but he knows that he is just bluffing. His pale and thin face is expressionless, and his thin lips are tight. He sipped to hold back the approved answer that he might blurt out at any time.

As for Hao Leti, who was still sitting on the low stool and needed to look up at him, after being woken up just now, she had transitioned to a proper and rational attitude towards the outside world.

But she wasn't going to apologize for her bad temper just now, but she clearly heard the noble wizard young man, or should I say the young Master Malfoy, cursed something.

Thinking of the scene when she walked out of the banquet hall, she saw Mycroft drinking wine with the master Malfoy who had once again been promoted in the Ministry of Magic in just one year, presumably the young master in front of her at this time was probably looking for her .

She was, of course, the bloody little Muggle he was talking about.

But his eyes seemed a little inexplicable, Heleti felt that these beautiful and cold light gray eyes were too focused, like a greedy dragon who had discovered a treasure.

Although his name Draco means dragon in Latin, it is a pity that most dragons in Western mythology are evil, and the surname Malfoy is not much better, which means dishonesty in French.

Dishonest dragon.

Holliday was wearing a nude pink Dior dress, girly, but simple and uncomplicated. Draco felt that she was like a light pink cloud, which made him afraid to act rashly, as if she would disappear as soon as she made a sound like.

And his girly cloud spoke first, and Heleti smiled perfectly, "The dinner must have just been in the middle, I want to stay in the study for a while, please tell McCoff, thank you."

Regardless of whether it is the wizarding world or the Muggle society, dinner parties in Great Britain are always extremely lengthy. For example, tonight's dinner party is estimated to end at four o'clock in the morning.

At this time, the hour hand had just passed the highest position, rather than savoring the marmalade pudding and butter pea roast in the banquet hall, she would rather spend the long late night in this small study of the Malfoy family that was open to banquet guests.

As for Draco, he heard the girl's voice and found that his heart was burning like hell again. At first, he felt a kind of inexplicable gratitude, as if he was satisfied that she decided to stay in the study so that no one else could see her. After her, the eager gaze was placed on her.

He hates those things, and he doesn't like them when they're cast on him, and he's even more unhappy when the person being watched is replaced by his girly cloud.

But then, as her words ran through his mind again, the pale gray eyes began to blaze—

Did she ask him to tell Holmes to dismiss him?Want him to get out as soon as possible?Too lazy to see him?

Draco suspected that he must have eaten something wrong, he looked like a moody lunatic now, no different from a little idiot who drank a love potion.

Love potion?Love Potion?

No, it was all some bloody guesswork, he must have been pecked on the head by an owl to think so.

Draco Malfoy tried to smile at her, the kind of smile that best symbolizes the dignity and elegance of a superior person. The curve of the corners of his mouth seems to have been measured. This face, which perfectly inherited the excellent appearance of his parents, can easily make any A woman falls in love at first sight.

But the girl he wanted to confuse didn't seem to be moved. Heleti even had the illusion that there was some kind of fanaticism hidden in his seemingly cold eyes. The more greedy, the dragon no longer saw treasures. , but full of a golden mountain.

Although Draco suspects that he seems to have taken the wrong potion, or suffered from some strange disease, but he is still an excellent Malfoy, and he is best at getting what he wants with double-sided swords, and the silence between the two is about to become When it was too long, he turned around and called the house-elf, "Bobby, go and tell Mr. Holmes that I have found Miss Hollett, and she will stay in the study temporarily to rest."

The house-elf listened to him and left to do so, while Draco thought about the girl he was currently sharing the room with—

She felt sleepy after staying up late for several days, so she came to the study to catch up on sleep, but the broken low stool by the window of the study was of course not a good choice, he could take her to the bedroom, he has the softest four-poster bed in the whole of England .

The thoughts in Draco's head startled him, he subconsciously wanted to take the girl he met for the first time back to his bedroom, and it was still his bedroom. As for the other thirty or so rooms that were vacant in Malfoy Manor, It didn't appear in his head for a second at all.

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This is certainly not out of frivolous intentions, even though Draco has always been very popular with girls, but when he was young, he was always busy bullying and domineering, and he didn't care about any other superfluous things at all, at least in the Malfoy family Before being impacted by the war, he was just such a scheming, courageous and intelligent little idiot who only knows how to bully others for fun.

And Draco wanted to give up the big soft bed for his girl, just because he wanted the best for her.

But Draco received a strict noble education since he was a child. Of course he knew that he couldn't propose such a frivolous invitation to a girl, but he didn't want her to live in those guest rooms that would be occupied by people every time there was a dinner party. Maybe after tonight, he will turn this study room into his exclusive area, and no one can stay here except him.

So maybe he still took the wrong potion?What the hell are these weird crazy strong thoughts?

After hearing his instructions to the house-elf, Hollett was dissatisfied and failed to send this young master Malfoy away and let her continue to rest alone in the study, but of course the other party's behavior could not be faulted, after all He is the master of this study.

When the master arrived, Heleti felt that it seemed inappropriate for her to continue to sleep on the low stool by the window, so she stood up.

Although she had just turned 15, she was obviously short at five feet, especially when standing in front of the young platinum nobleman, she was 33 centimeters shorter than him.

Heletty, who is not a problem with all physical problems, but is often frustrated by the difficulty in growing her height, couldn't help but look up at Malfoy's beautiful pointed chin in resentment. He must have secretly drank the potion to grow taller.

Before the official meeting with Draco Malfoy tonight, Hollett learned a lot about wizards through McCoff. Malfoy is of course famous. I heard that Draco Malfoy was not tall in the first half of his youth. As a result, his height has risen rapidly in the past few years, and he has already exceeded six feet, and there is still a faint tendency to continue to grow taller.

Of course, Master Malfoy didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise he would probably get angry and angry, and it was much more serious than when others questioned him. He desperately wanted to maintain perfection in front of her.

He took a step forward, trying to get close to the girl who made him feel like he had taken the wrong medicine, but at this moment, the house elf Poppy walked into the study and replied that the task had been completed.

The thin but always smiling house-elf thoughtfully brought a plate of food to the guest, Helletti, besides the French roast chicken, maraschino pudding and a plate of lingonberry sauce at the banquet, there was also Put a small can of bibi multi-flavored beans.

Bibi multi-flavored beans have always been a very popular snack food to relieve boredom. There are many beans of different shapes and colors in beautiful glass jars. There are a total of [-] flavors of multi-flavored beans, except for fruits, meat and desserts with normal food flavors. The flavors, and even the many crappy unpalatable varieties like snot and vomit and more, are insane.

Hollett looked at the stick in front of her, she was not prepared to leave the study to go to the banquet hall to socialize, and not long ago he secretly cursed her as a "fucking little Muggle" Master Malfoy, she picked up the can of Bibi Flavored Beans , "How many pills do you want?"

Draco had always disliked this kind of broken savory beans, but looking at the blue eyes in front of him, he heard himself reply, "Okay."

Was this the first of her hundred wishes?

Hao Leti uncovered the cork and poured four beans into each of their hands, "Why don't we see how lucky we are?"

And Draco didn't have the energy to think about whether he would eat weird beans next, he looked at her outstretched palm, his palm and heart seemed to be moving in sync.

He must have drunk the potion by mistake, or was cast with black magic, it is simply unforgivable, if he finds out who made a prank to make him become as stupid as he is now, he must use the flames to burn the other party to ashes .

In Draco's head, several spells such as "Fuchsia", "Bones in pieces", and "Fire" flashed one after another. In front of him, Hollett had already picked up a red bean and threw it into her mouth. She had a satisfied expression and The blue eyes with heavy lashes were bent a little, "It smells like cherry."

While speaking, she looked at Draco Malfoy, his eyes kept on her face, and before he knew it, he picked up a multi-flavored bean and put it in his mouth——

That taste is thicker and unbearable than French black coffee, completely earthy.

He had never tasted such a bad taste, and before his taste buds could be relieved, Heleti ate another one, and her voice was still sweet, "Roma melon."

A second later, the earthy taste in Master Malfoy's mouth was replaced by the terrifying taste of Mexican chili peppers.

Heleti's third multi-flavored bean is still loved by the goddess of luck, "Cappuccino."

And the heir to the platinum nobles among the pure-blood wizards, his mouth turned into a horrible hay-flavored bean.

Both of them had only the last one left, and Heleti threw the coffee-colored beans in her hand into her mouth, winning a big victory, "Chocolate, although it's a bit sweet."

Draco looked at the white beans in his hands, and before eating them, he said to the little girl in front of him, with a cold and restrained voice, "I will take this as your first wish."

Before Hollett could answer, he had already eaten the white multi-flavored beans, and his complexion seemed to be darker than before. "Soap smell."

If he didn't know that she was a Muggle with no magical talent, Draco would have suspected that these strange beans were all a prank by her. It was to see him deflated on purpose.

It wasn't until ten years later that Draco asked this doubt. He looked at the girl who was a few inches taller than when he was 15 years old, but her face was still immature. "Those strange beans, are you making a joke?"

Hao Leti's eyes wandered for a moment. She had some super powers after she was resurrected at the age of 12. Of course, it's not a big deal to want to control the taste of a few multi-flavored beans.

When Master Malfoy saw her expression, he couldn't figure out what else. She could always make him angry. Draco, who was young and immature at that time, was usually easy to talk, and then she would take revenge again, even Once smashed his head with silver coins.

But heck, it's like he's been on a love potion, and he's living up to his words every time.

In this study that has been turned into an exclusive area by Draco for ten years, he held a long gift box containing Salazar Slytherin's wand in his hand, lowered his gaze, and his cold light gray eyes were stained with some warmth, " I'll help you keep your wand as one of your hundred wishes."

Draco Malfoy's tone was calm and restrained, and there was a kind of undercurrent that seemed calm but hidden under the calm——

"If I hadn't met you before, I would have devoted my whole life to improving my family's status by all means, but you hid behind that curtain and asked me for a hundred unreasonable wishes. You made my heart go away. return."