[HP] Professional blasting for 20 years

Simo chose to go home for Christmas. As a little wizard, she felt that electrical life should not be delayed.

But the day before leaving school, Simo received a letter saying that Mr. and Ms. Finnigan had gone to Italy for vacation.Send Seymour to Aunt Milena's for Christmas.

This caused Simo to be morose all day.Mom and Dad went on a trip together and left her mercilessly.Thinking of Ximo, he felt a little more depressed.

Simo just got up and down the expressway just now, and saw Aunt Milena and Uncle William welcoming her, and Uncle William was embracing Aunt Milena's shoulders, the two looked very close and affectionate.

Simo's eyes widened, "Uncle William, Aunt Milena, you two are reconciled!"

Milena smiled, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Uncle William also laughed heartily, "It's good that the misunderstanding is resolved."

Milena gave Uncle William a shy look, and then she gave Simo a hug and kissed her on the cheek, "My little baby, I'm afraid you're going to spend Christmas with me."

Ximo nodded sadly: "Yes, my irresponsible parents abandoned me!"

"It's okay, Simo, I will make you have a happy Christmas with your aunt." William looked at Simo very gently.

Simo pursed her lips, and her mood seemed to improve a lot, because she felt happy from the bottom of her heart when she saw her aunt's happy appearance.

At night, Simo was nibbling an apple and reading a novel when Aunt Milena came over with a smile. "Baby, would you like to join me in a small dinner party?"

Simo said vaguely, "I don't really want to go."

To be honest, Ximo thinks that climbing mountains, trees, and digging out bird nests is all right. If she is allowed to dance in a skirt, she will definitely not be able to mess around in front of her friends.

Milena clasped her hands together and made a pitiful expression, "Can't you fulfill your aunt's little wish?"

Ximo looked at her aunt helplessly, and said, "Who are you going to?"

Milena smiled and said, "Your acquaintance, the Malfoy family."

Simo was taken aback, and sat up on the bed. She shook her head again and again, "I won't go, they won't welcome a half-blood witch."

"No, Seymour." Milena patted Seymour's shoulder, and she smiled helplessly, "My little witch, Mrs. Malfoy has specially invited you."

When Simo heard this, she covered her face and fell on the bed.

Simo didn't think it was because she was the granddaughter of the Sweet family, or that her mother was an old friend of Mrs. Malfoy, but purely because of Uncle William's relationship,

Aunt Milena and Uncle William reunited, and Milena became the hostess of the ancient pure-blood family, and Simo was the only young niece of the hostess.

Simo was adorned by Aunt Mirana as a surprise, and her light-brown hair was braided into a beautiful and intricate braid.

A few strands of playful curly hair hung down her cheeks. The water pink dress outlined her slender waist, and the flower-like skirt made her legs straight and slender.

Aunt Milena looked at Simo very lovingly, "Our little witch is really beautiful."

When Simo arrived at Malfoy Manor anxiously, she sighed that Draco's family was so rich,

The entire Malfoy Manor is extraordinarily luxurious and elegant, just like walking in a medieval castle.The ancient breath blows towards the face, with aristocratic mystery and nobility.

Simo thought that the Sweet family's house was luxurious enough, but he didn't expect Malfoy Manor to be even more indescribably luxurious.

"Long time no see, Milena" Narcissa hugged Milena gently, and said elegantly and decently,

Then she looked at Ximo tenderly again, her eyes were very beautiful, as if they had been quenched with a layer of brilliant starlight

, "Hello, Simo."

Although Ximo was a little uncomfortable with the kind name of Narcissa, she still showed a decent smile and transformed into an obedient baby: "Hello, ma'am"

Narcissa's posture was still very noble, her voice was soft and gentle, "Simore, I'll call Draco over, maybe you have something to talk about."

So he turned around and waved to Draco who was talking to someone in the distance, "Come here, Draco"

Simo followed Narcissa's line of sight, but she quickly saw Draco's figure. There was no doubt that this boy was the focus of the crowd.So people are almost reduced to foil and close-up behind him.

He was wearing a black dress with a straight skirt and a slender figure. His platinum-blond hair, which was like moonlight, was combed back with mousse meticulously again, but it matched his temperament very well at this time.

The whole person exudes an unparalleled aristocratic temperament in every gesture, personable, and born noble.

Simo suddenly remembered her experience with Draco in the rain that day, but thinking about it made her extremely embarrassed.

She didn't dare to recall at all, and she didn't even want to deal with Draco again.

Draco walked over with a smile. He saw Simo was obviously taken aback, but his expression quickly returned to normal. He stood beside Narcissa, and he first said politely to Milena, "Hello, Garcia lady."

Then he put the gun on Simo, and he hooked his lips, "Merry Christmas, Simo."

Simo told herself not to think about the experience some time ago, but Draco's address made her very uncomfortable. She felt that if Harry and the others knew that he was now in Malfoy Manor, they would definitely laugh their heads off.

Simo slandered in her heart, but still smiled at the corner of her mouth, "Merry Christmas, Draco."

After a boring few hours, they all went dancing, and Sime looked at the desserts on the table, wondering whether to eat or not.

At this moment, Draco walked over from the side. He looked at Simo and said, "Beautiful Miss Seymour, may I invite you to dance." The arc of his lips is beautiful, Dazzling like no other.

Simo looked at Draco in a daze, and she said in a very puzzled way, "Your mother is not here, why do you still call me that?"

So weird.

Draco raised his eyebrows, as if thinking of something, he showed a nice smile, "Miss Finnigan, do you mind if I call you Simo?"

Simo felt that when Draco called her by her name, she always felt very weird. She almost blurted out the word mind, but Simo said with a little reluctance: "Malfoy, you can call me if you want."

"Do you have to be so unfamiliar?" Draco raised his eyebrows and spoke slowly.

Simo felt her heart beating abnormally again. She put her hands on the table and said slowly after a while, "...Draco."

She stared at the exquisite lambskin shoes on her feet, then raised her head and looked at Draco helplessly, "You don't need to invite me to dance, actually I'm not very good at dancing."

Simo learned ballroom dancing in elementary school, but she was forced to learn by the teacher.

Although the dance is not good.

But she never felt that there was any problem, but she didn't care at all.