hello mr draco

Before I knew it, the gears of 1964 began to move towards 1965.

In Hadrian's village surrounded by strong Christmas atmosphere, the sound of carols came from the church halfway up the mountain.The sound is distant and ethereal.

The crackling sound came from the kitchen, and the food suspended in the air was automatically kneaded into dough and stretched out.The eggs automatically opened their thin shells one by one, and the yolks floated out of the shells and fell into the mixer.Garrick Ollivander sips red wine from a goblet in his right hand, waving his wand nonchalantly with his left.

The huge Christmas tree in the corner of the living room is decorated with many sparkling decorations and sequins.Gifts wrapped in colorful paper are piled up under the tree.

Garrick squinted his eyes, watching the young oriental man knelt on one knee by the floor-to-ceiling window, tying a tie for a dark-haired boy.The oriental man's black hair hangs down around his waist like silk, blending with the ink color and matching the night. The man's eyes glow with bright water color under the light. When viewed from a distance, they are as dazzling as the starry sky.

He lazily said: "Chen, the guest is here!"

Garrick was talking casually, and happened to wave his left hand lightly, and a pizza that had just been baked was manipulated by him, landed on the dinner plate, and floated steadily to the dining table.

It was at this time that the bell outside the door rang.

Chen Junyu stroked the little boy's neck tie and said:

"Go and play, I'll open the door. There may be many guests coming to Cherry Manor today, will Sev be afraid?"

Severus Chen was wearing a handsome blue suit, and the exquisite attire set him off like a doll.He got rid of the big lady's shirt before, and his hair is trimmed exquisitely and cutely. Although he doesn't like to laugh, he always makes people feel like a dull child, but his exquisite and gorgeous appearance is always extraordinarily attractive.

He respected the person in front of him who he legally called his adoptive father, although he had never seen his adoptive father show magic in front of him.But he knew that the knowledge in his adoptive father's brain was continuous and even stronger.

He did have a fear of interacting with strangers, but that was in the past.Friends of his adoptive father, and some of his neighbors, people he'd come into contact with who wouldn't treat him like the people who used to live in Spinner's End.The godfather's friend, friendly and kind, will smile in this manor all the time.

"Not afraid."

After rubbing the little guy's head, Chen Junyu went to the door to open it without stopping.

Huohuo spun around in the glass enclosure at the door, chirping and spitting out flame bubbles.

When the door opened, a silver-haired old man stood at the door with a grinning face.Maybe it was because he had just Apparated to the door, and his short white neck-length hair and white beard were a little messy.

"The night is pretty good, isn't it?" Dumbledore shook the snow scum on his body, looked at Chen Junyu with a smile for a while, and let the person blocked by him come out from behind.

"Welcome very much! Mr. Dumbledore, oh!" Chen Junyu thought that only Principal Dumbledore had arrived, but when he saw Arthur who was shivering from the cold, he exclaimed directly in inertia and surprise.

"Arthur!"

He quickly opened the door wide, and the cold wind blew in through the door unscrupulously.

"Come in, it's really cold here. Hurry up, Arthur. My God, your face is red from the cold. Go and roast by the stove!" Chen Junyu hurriedly urged an old man like an old woman Into the house with a young lad.

Arthur came to Cherry Manor for the first time. When the invitation letter was delivered to him through the owl, he almost fell from the bed to the floor in surprise.

Fortunately, on the way here, he ran into Principal Dumbledore.They came together.

Sitting on a chair close to the fire at this moment, Arthur looked enviously and gratified at this gorgeous and aristocratic living room of the manor.

A little boy had just poured him a mug of hot butterbeer, and he thanked him.The little boy turned back to pour Professor Dumbledore a glass of mead.

He heard from Professor Dumbledore that Professor Chen adopted a child.He looked vaguely at the black-haired boy who was clearly of Slytherin blood.No need to guess, he was [-]% sure that the boy was Professor Chen's adopted son.

The temperature of the stove drove away the cold that he had been running all the way.Arthur was wrapped in a woolen coat that had been washed white. He had already taken off the wizard robe and hung it on the hanger at the door.

His thoughts also drifted up into the sky with the color of the fire, until a slender white hand was placed on his shoulder and patted, and Chen Junyu's voice echoed beside him.

"Arthur, where's Molly?"

"Her! Oh, Professor Chen...Molly may be a little inconvenient." When Arthur was nervous, his face was like a roast turkey, and the freckles all over his face appeared slightly because of his nervousness.

"Don't be nervous, Arthur. I understand that the Prewett family must have some prejudice against the courses I teach? But these things are very common, aren't they? Everyone's opinions are always very different. We It cannot be forced or changed."

Chen Junyu comforted Arthur.He has always been sorry for the great misunderstanding between the young couple because of the courses he taught.

There are great differences in the wizarding world, just like the contradiction between nobles and ordinary mixed blood.Some families of wizards are very repulsive to Muggles, and everything related to Muggles is very contradictory.

Just like "Molly Prewett Prewett", the Prewett family exalts the glory of wizards, and in their educational concepts, everything that has anything to do with Muggles is vulgar and low street stuff.Regarding this point, Chen Junyu suddenly found that the Malfoy family was much cuter, and even the Black family made him feel much relieved.

The kitchen was very busy. After Chen Junyu comforted Arthur for a while, he turned into a cook and went to fight with Mr. Ollivander.

Dusk had just fallen, and the snow-white mountains and the courtyard instantly turned into a dark angel's place.

The scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is very beautiful. In the empty yard, the evergreen flower buds are decorated with some bright magical special effects.

Dumbledore was sitting on a chair by the French window, and sitting opposite him was a five-year-old boy.

The boy behaved very calmly, his black obsidian eyes were full of complex emotions than those of his peers.

"I hear you make very good potions, boy."

Sev stared at the white-haired gentleman who was talking to him with a smile.For some reason, he hated the self in the old gentleman's eyes very much.Because the temperament of the other party is very similar to that of his adoptive father.But there are some things that are different. Professor Dumbledore's gentle temperament is full of calculations.He looks very amiable, and he can't do without a pair of eyes that carefully calculate others all the time.

As for his adoptive father, any emotion would be shown on his face.He can accept many things and take many things lightly.He can clearly feel that his adoptive father treats wizards and Muggles with a very equal attitude.Unaffected by nobles and some wizards.

"My mother and my husband (Chen Junyu) taught me, sir."

Dumbledore smiled, and he seemed to value the kid's modest answer very much.

"Of course, of course I know that. There has never been a single potion maker in the Prince family. Do you know, child? Many potion masters come from your ancestors. When your mother used to go to school , the best young girl in Potions in the whole place."