[HP] love
Chapter 42
"Father, are you looking for me?" Hill knocked on the door of the study, and this is what he saw: the beautiful Mrs. Zabini lazily leaning on the long reception sofa, Bailey Stoke sat on his seat as usual, with excitement showing on his slightly sick face.
Seeing Hill walk in, his face instantly became serious.Nodding to Hill, Bailey said, "Yes, Hill, I have something for you to do."
First he bowed in the direction of Mrs. Zabini, and then Hill looked at Bailey, "Father, tell me."
Seemingly satisfied with Hill's attitude, Bailey's face softened a bit, "Mrs. Zabini holds a ball every year, and at my invitation, this year's ball will be held at Stoke Manor. Are you The heir of the Stoke family, this matter is entrusted to you, is there any problem?"
If it was me a month ago, when Bailey said so calmly that he was the heir to the Stoke family, he might have expressed his excitement.But now Hill heard this kind of words, but just looked at his nominal father with complicated emotions, and nodded calmly, "Of course there is no problem, father."
Seeming to be a little surprised by Hill's performance, Bailey stared at his face silently for a few seconds, and said with some hesitation: "Madam will give you the specific process information, but if there is no major issue, don't bother she."
Hearing this, Hill looked at Mrs. Zabini, who was leaning to one side. The other party slightly raised her eyes, smiled faintly at herself, and nodded to indicate that she also heard Bailey's words.Hill quickly tilted his body down thirty degrees, showing his sincerity.
"Don't be so nervous," Mrs. Zabini giggled when she saw Hill's reaction, and looked at the boy opposite with a loving expression, "Don't listen to your father, just call me if you have anything to do in the future." Well, if you find it inconvenient, you can still write to Blaise, you two are friends, aren't you?"
Hill had to admit that Mrs. Zabini possessed a charm that ordinary women did not have.This charm is not only reflected in her charming appearance and seductive eyes, but also in her unique behavior and personality.Such a woman, no matter how many husbands die, there will still be people like Bailey flocking to her... "Madam, you are so kind," Hill couldn't help expressing some gratitude, "Please also trust my ability during this period."
"Of course." Mrs. Zabini nodded with a smile, and took out a folded parchment from the exquisite handbag and handed it over: "This is the list of people I want to invite to the ball, please Yes, little Hill!"
"Okay, Cindy," Bailey interrupted their conversation with an impatient voice seeing Hill took the list with his hand, "We still have something to discuss, Hill, you should make preparations first."
"Yes, father." Hill also felt that it was a wise choice to leave here now. He stepped out of the study room without a moment's hesitation, and then exhaled lightly.Holding the list he just got in his hand, he stood quietly at the door for a while, and suddenly laughed at himself. At this moment, he felt like a doll at the mercy of others, anyone could come and play with it, and the door of the cage was locked , seems to never find the moment to escape.
At this moment, he was really desperate.
Throwing a prom is no easy feat, a fact Hill has always known.First of all, a large venue is needed, which the Stoke Manor can still afford; then, the fame of the nobility is needed, and Hill feels a little entangled in this. He really doesn't know how many people will want to participate with Stoke's signboard. ; Then, needing a lot of financial support, Hill looked at Bailey's rare financial power and pouted. He has been rumored to be the heir of the Stoke family, and this is the first time he has entered the family store Shi, if this matter is told, will anyone believe it?
However, he still stepped into this room that he had never been in with mixed feelings.On the one hand, the fact that what he had dreamed of for so many years has come true at this moment made him feel bitter, and on the other hand, he was really curious about what would be kept in the family storage room.But when he opened the door, he found that it seemed to be completely different from what he had imagined.
I thought that what I saw would be a room similar to an underground study, but I didn't expect that there was nothing similar except for the dim lighting.Hill looked around and saw that there were no other doors leading to other places, so he had to accept the fact that the storage room of the Stoke family was only ten square meters in size.
All around are shelves made of relatively precious pear wood, on which are piled up all kinds of boxes, large and small.There is a key on the shelf directly in front of Hill. This should be the key of the Stoke family from Gringotts!Hill guessed like this in his heart, he didn't think that Bailey would give him the key to his new shop to squander!
Walking up to it and looking at it casually, Hill put the key into the bag.Having visited the underground study, he knew that the wealth of the Stoke family was never in the so-called Gringotts, and those goblins were not trustworthy creatures.Then, it was self-evident how many Galleons this key could bring him.
Then, he began to look at the boxes one by one. They all had one thing in common, that is, they were old.Hill didn't even want to open it to see what was inside, it is conceivable that all valuable things have been emptied by Mr. Bailey!Casually scanning these waste products, Hill suddenly stared, as if he saw something.
Walking quickly along his line of sight, Hill came to a box that looked the same as the others, and observed it carefully.This pattern is very similar to the one I'm cracking. There is no difference in the general direction, but the details are much simpler.Hill tried to open it, but it was empty.But he was not disappointed. Instead, he observed the entire pattern more carefully, trying to find a breakthrough point.If he guessed correctly, there must be some connection between these two items.
Sure enough, as he expected, he rearranged and combined the above ancient runes in his mind, and the formula he obtained was actually the same as the first formula on Frida's small box that he had already calculated!Hilton was immediately excited by this discovery. Frida's small box contained a total of three formulas, and the other two were still in his calculations. It was rare to have this one-weight box for him to try. Magic power slowly entered the patterns, forcing them to rearrange.
When the magic power controlled the rune to go through the entire formula, Hill suddenly realized that a completely different box appeared in front of him.The dark golden metal texture made it look very high-profile, Hill stretched out his hand in amazement and opened the lid again, only to find that it was empty just now, but now it is full of things.Oh no, in fact, it should be said that it is full of portraits.
There was an old man in a portrait facing Hill. He was staring at his face excitedly. Just when Hill didn't know whether he should say hello first, he suddenly yelled. Said: "Merlin, Frieda, you are still alive!"
Trying to suppress the excitement in his heart, Hill pretended to be calm and said: "No, you have mistaken the person, I am not Frida."
The old man seemed to have discovered his mistake, and his mood suddenly became sad, "Yes, you can't be Frida, although you look alike, but I watched him die." After finishing speaking , he looked at Hill lovingly, "So, you must be Hill?"
"Yes..." Hill looked at him hesitantly, "Are you Joyce?" He suddenly thought of the Master Joyce that Stuart had mentioned, and asked immediately.
"Yes, you actually know..." Joyce looked extremely excited. He was about to say something when the pile of portraits under him suddenly cursed. Er was curious and couldn't wait to break free from the box.
It wasn't until Hill moved out all the portraits that they talked face to face for the first time.
"So, what Stuart said is true?" Hill stared into Joyce's eyes, trying to see what was going on.
"Of course, little Stuart is our most loyal steward in Stoke, and of course he won't lie to you." Joyce's expression was extremely sad, but his eyes were full of relief and joy.
"Anyway, it's great that you can find us, Bailey, that rebellious son, do you think it's okay to lock us in a box? He didn't expect Frida's son to be as talented as him... ..." an old man muttered loudly.
"Shut up, Dad!" Joyce looked embarrassed, after all, that rebellious son was also his own son.
"Baby Hill, you must drive that annoying Bailey out!" The old man ignored his son's complaints and looked at his great-grandson seriously.
Although he had long accepted this fact in his heart, when the matter was really in front of him, Hill still felt a big blow.He lowered his head in silence, looking at the dust floating on the ground with a serious face, without uttering a word.But behind him, where no portraits could be seen, his hands were secretly clenched.
43 Menglucius looked at the boy on the bed, his naked body had been dyed a layer of fresh pink by lust, and his silver eyes were looking at him dimly, as if waiting for him to kiss him.Lucius didn't restrain his desire, and obeyed the desire in his heart to kiss her. At the same time, he stroked the body that had been tempting him with both hands. As expected, it was still delicate and smooth, making it hard to put it down.
The young man below seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and he rubbed against the man above him with impatience, causing Lucius to laugh in a low voice. He bent down and kissed those beautiful silver eyes, and stretched out his right hand to hold the other's hands. Grab them together and lock them to the head of the bed.The boy muttered dissatisfiedly twice, but was immediately blocked by Lucius' mouth.
They rolled together in the big ornate bed, and even in bed, Lucius was still a gentleman.He used his delicate kiss to kiss the young man until he was breathless, but he himself was deeply immersed in the other party's beautiful touch. The platinum and red long hair were entangled at this moment, which seemed extraordinarily harmonious.
Looking at the boy's prepared body, Lucius decided not to endure his desire anymore.Lifting the boy's legs, the pink spot immediately attracted all his attention, "It's so beautiful..." He couldn't help but admire.
The boy blushed because of such a compliment, and even wanted to turn around and bury his head in the pillow.
"Do you want to change your position?" Seeing the movement of the person below him, Lucius couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. "I don't mind your thoughts at all."
"No..." The boy's face was almost the same color as his hair.
Lucius couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed it lovingly. This time, his target was the small mouth that never made a sound. Just touching it, he already felt extremely ecstasy, and his heart beat endlessly. The boy embraced him.
"Lucius..." The boy twisted his body controlled by passion, asking him for more.
Lucius' eyes darkened involuntarily, and his breathing became a lot faster. Putting the young man's slender legs on his shoulders, he was ready to go.But at the moment when he was about to act, he suddenly found that his body could not move at all. He looked at the young man under him in horror, but saw that the eyes that had been blurred just now were looking at him clearly, smiling charmingly. brilliant.
……
Lucius opened his eyes suddenly, sensing his surroundings vigilantly, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found himself lying on the big bed in the private study of Malfoy Manor.Lucius sat up slowly, but accidentally touched the place where he was still swollen, and couldn't help frowning.
He would do it at this age!spring!Dream!If someone said this to himself before, then he would definitely teach the other party a lesson without thinking.But when the reality was in front of him, Lucius remained silent with a thoughtful face.He will not and will not allow himself to believe that he is actually controlled by desire, and of course he will not believe that he is really dissatisfied with desire to the point where he needs to have sex dreams, but what does the dream just mean? considerations.
Waiting for his desire to fade away, Lucius silently recalled his dream.The boy in the dream couldn't see his face clearly, but the long red hair and silver eyes were clearly imprinted in his mind.If I didn't guess wrong, it seemed that in that unfinished love affair, what Hill became at the last moment.But if this is the case, then it really needs to be thought deeply.Maybe it's because you don't get it and feel reconciled?Lucius raised his eyebrows, a hint of interest projected in his eyes.
"Dad, it's John!" Draco excitedly watched the ordinary-looking owl fly into the window of Malfoy Castle, waiting for him to land in front of him, but John didn't even look at him, and hit him in the air. After a spin, it landed calmly in front of Lucius.
Glancing at his little dragon's somewhat disappointed eyes, Lucius looked at the owl in front of him calmly.John stretched out his paw and handed him the letter on it.Lucius took it in disgust, shook the envelope, and took out the parchment inside.
"What did you write?" Draco stretched his neck and pushed hard.
"Draco, pay attention to etiquette." Lucius frowned and looked at Xiaolong, "I don't want you to forget Malfoy's etiquette after losing the first place in the school year!" Hearing this, the other party immediately sat down stood up, but his expression clearly showed the meaning of 'I'm very curious'.
Squinting his eyes and looking at the parchment, he was a little surprised to take it closer and read it again.This letter was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations. He thought it would be a letter related to Draco, but it was actually an invitation letter written in gorgeous cursive script and a standard aristocratic tone.Mrs. Zabini's ball... Lucius groaned and did not speak. Originally, he would not attend such a ball, but for some reason, he suddenly became interested this year.
"Dad..." Draco couldn't help reminding in a low voice beside him.
"Mrs. Zabini is about to hold a ball at Stoke Manor, and the Malfoy family is invited to attend." Lucius casually put the letter aside, "But I don't think it is necessary to attend at all."
Draco looked at his father anxiously, as if he wanted to say something, but he was too embarrassed to speak.
"Looking at your expression, do you want to go?" Lucius looked at Xiaolong's embarrassed expression and asked with a scrutiny gesture.
"Yes, Dad..." Draco pursed his lips in embarrassment, but still bravely said this sentence facing the other party's stern gaze, "I haven't seen Hill for a long time, if it's Sier If Tork Manor, then I really want to go."
Lucius deliberately thought for half a minute, and said in a calm tone: "As a Malfoy, you are only allowed three chances to be self-willed socially."
"Yes, Dad!" Draco knew that this meant agreement, he jumped out of the chair happily, didn't eat any food, and just said "I'm going to prepare the dress!" Then he ran away like flying out of the restaurant.
Undeniably silent, Lucius glanced at the parchment at hand again.Stoke... he couldn't help frowning in disgust at the thought of Bailey's fat appearance.
A busy scene at Stoke Manor.
Under the leadership of the old butler Stuart, the newly recruited servants decorated the entire castle with magic, especially the hall where the ball was about to be held, which already showed a thriving feeling.Hill walked in the changed castle, carefully checking whether every detail was in place.This was the first time Stoke Manor hosted such a grand ball, if it went wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable to him.
Since taking over the errand from Bailey, Hill has started preparations non-stop.He had no experience in throwing balls, so the newly discovered ancestors were the natural objects of his inquiry.Although a bunch of old men looked at him with contempt, he really learned a lot.According to them, the Stoke family used to be a big family admired by everyone, but it is a pity that the talent withered, and Stoke, who was not good at management, became what it is today.Although he sneered at this statement, Hill wisely kept his mouth shut.
The invitations were all written by myself and sent out with several owls of the Stoke family.Of course, his own John also got a few letters. Because of its unique appearance, Hill asked him to send it to families that Hill is more familiar with.The Kent family and the Darko family have already replied, and the Bob family has also sent a message that it can be reached.He sent out the invitation to the Malfoy family just now, but according to his understanding of Lucius, it is estimated that he would not attend a dance of this level.
Just as he was thinking, John's figure appeared.Hill looked at the note on its lap with some surprise. Could it be that the Malfoy family actually came to reply?This is indeed somewhat unbelievable.
Hill touched John's feathers, and the owl obediently handed him the note on his lap.When he opened it, the corners of Hill's mouth curled up, and some childish cursive English appeared familiarly in front of his eyes, and he knew it was Draco's reply at a glance.I thought it would be a reminiscence between friends, but I was surprised after watching it.
Draco said that Mr. Malfoy and the young master will attend the ball as promised!
Hill stared at the message three times before he was sure that his eyes were right, that is to say, Lucius and Draco were going to attend such a simple ball at Stoke Manor!Hill's face was a little stiff.
"Master, Master Joyce, please come over." Just when he didn't know what expression he should use to face this reality, the heartfelt butler Stuart appeared beside him.
"He saw my new potion?" Hill's first reaction was this.
"Yes," said Stuart, "Master Joyce is in a very emotional state."
With a wry smile, Hill didn't move, "He should be angry, but there's nothing he can do about it. This step must be taken." He seemed to be explaining something, but he seemed to be talking to himself.Stuart followed behind without any movement, and Hill seemed to calm down after a while, "Tell Joyce, I'll wait for him to calm down before going over, and now I'm going out."
"Yes, master." Stuart was not surprised by Hill's reaction at all, and he replied immediately.
"Knockturn Alley." Standing in the two-person flames, Hill read.
Seeing Hill walk in, his face instantly became serious.Nodding to Hill, Bailey said, "Yes, Hill, I have something for you to do."
First he bowed in the direction of Mrs. Zabini, and then Hill looked at Bailey, "Father, tell me."
Seemingly satisfied with Hill's attitude, Bailey's face softened a bit, "Mrs. Zabini holds a ball every year, and at my invitation, this year's ball will be held at Stoke Manor. Are you The heir of the Stoke family, this matter is entrusted to you, is there any problem?"
If it was me a month ago, when Bailey said so calmly that he was the heir to the Stoke family, he might have expressed his excitement.But now Hill heard this kind of words, but just looked at his nominal father with complicated emotions, and nodded calmly, "Of course there is no problem, father."
Seeming to be a little surprised by Hill's performance, Bailey stared at his face silently for a few seconds, and said with some hesitation: "Madam will give you the specific process information, but if there is no major issue, don't bother she."
Hearing this, Hill looked at Mrs. Zabini, who was leaning to one side. The other party slightly raised her eyes, smiled faintly at herself, and nodded to indicate that she also heard Bailey's words.Hill quickly tilted his body down thirty degrees, showing his sincerity.
"Don't be so nervous," Mrs. Zabini giggled when she saw Hill's reaction, and looked at the boy opposite with a loving expression, "Don't listen to your father, just call me if you have anything to do in the future." Well, if you find it inconvenient, you can still write to Blaise, you two are friends, aren't you?"
Hill had to admit that Mrs. Zabini possessed a charm that ordinary women did not have.This charm is not only reflected in her charming appearance and seductive eyes, but also in her unique behavior and personality.Such a woman, no matter how many husbands die, there will still be people like Bailey flocking to her... "Madam, you are so kind," Hill couldn't help expressing some gratitude, "Please also trust my ability during this period."
"Of course." Mrs. Zabini nodded with a smile, and took out a folded parchment from the exquisite handbag and handed it over: "This is the list of people I want to invite to the ball, please Yes, little Hill!"
"Okay, Cindy," Bailey interrupted their conversation with an impatient voice seeing Hill took the list with his hand, "We still have something to discuss, Hill, you should make preparations first."
"Yes, father." Hill also felt that it was a wise choice to leave here now. He stepped out of the study room without a moment's hesitation, and then exhaled lightly.Holding the list he just got in his hand, he stood quietly at the door for a while, and suddenly laughed at himself. At this moment, he felt like a doll at the mercy of others, anyone could come and play with it, and the door of the cage was locked , seems to never find the moment to escape.
At this moment, he was really desperate.
Throwing a prom is no easy feat, a fact Hill has always known.First of all, a large venue is needed, which the Stoke Manor can still afford; then, the fame of the nobility is needed, and Hill feels a little entangled in this. He really doesn't know how many people will want to participate with Stoke's signboard. ; Then, needing a lot of financial support, Hill looked at Bailey's rare financial power and pouted. He has been rumored to be the heir of the Stoke family, and this is the first time he has entered the family store Shi, if this matter is told, will anyone believe it?
However, he still stepped into this room that he had never been in with mixed feelings.On the one hand, the fact that what he had dreamed of for so many years has come true at this moment made him feel bitter, and on the other hand, he was really curious about what would be kept in the family storage room.But when he opened the door, he found that it seemed to be completely different from what he had imagined.
I thought that what I saw would be a room similar to an underground study, but I didn't expect that there was nothing similar except for the dim lighting.Hill looked around and saw that there were no other doors leading to other places, so he had to accept the fact that the storage room of the Stoke family was only ten square meters in size.
All around are shelves made of relatively precious pear wood, on which are piled up all kinds of boxes, large and small.There is a key on the shelf directly in front of Hill. This should be the key of the Stoke family from Gringotts!Hill guessed like this in his heart, he didn't think that Bailey would give him the key to his new shop to squander!
Walking up to it and looking at it casually, Hill put the key into the bag.Having visited the underground study, he knew that the wealth of the Stoke family was never in the so-called Gringotts, and those goblins were not trustworthy creatures.Then, it was self-evident how many Galleons this key could bring him.
Then, he began to look at the boxes one by one. They all had one thing in common, that is, they were old.Hill didn't even want to open it to see what was inside, it is conceivable that all valuable things have been emptied by Mr. Bailey!Casually scanning these waste products, Hill suddenly stared, as if he saw something.
Walking quickly along his line of sight, Hill came to a box that looked the same as the others, and observed it carefully.This pattern is very similar to the one I'm cracking. There is no difference in the general direction, but the details are much simpler.Hill tried to open it, but it was empty.But he was not disappointed. Instead, he observed the entire pattern more carefully, trying to find a breakthrough point.If he guessed correctly, there must be some connection between these two items.
Sure enough, as he expected, he rearranged and combined the above ancient runes in his mind, and the formula he obtained was actually the same as the first formula on Frida's small box that he had already calculated!Hilton was immediately excited by this discovery. Frida's small box contained a total of three formulas, and the other two were still in his calculations. It was rare to have this one-weight box for him to try. Magic power slowly entered the patterns, forcing them to rearrange.
When the magic power controlled the rune to go through the entire formula, Hill suddenly realized that a completely different box appeared in front of him.The dark golden metal texture made it look very high-profile, Hill stretched out his hand in amazement and opened the lid again, only to find that it was empty just now, but now it is full of things.Oh no, in fact, it should be said that it is full of portraits.
There was an old man in a portrait facing Hill. He was staring at his face excitedly. Just when Hill didn't know whether he should say hello first, he suddenly yelled. Said: "Merlin, Frieda, you are still alive!"
Trying to suppress the excitement in his heart, Hill pretended to be calm and said: "No, you have mistaken the person, I am not Frida."
The old man seemed to have discovered his mistake, and his mood suddenly became sad, "Yes, you can't be Frida, although you look alike, but I watched him die." After finishing speaking , he looked at Hill lovingly, "So, you must be Hill?"
"Yes..." Hill looked at him hesitantly, "Are you Joyce?" He suddenly thought of the Master Joyce that Stuart had mentioned, and asked immediately.
"Yes, you actually know..." Joyce looked extremely excited. He was about to say something when the pile of portraits under him suddenly cursed. Er was curious and couldn't wait to break free from the box.
It wasn't until Hill moved out all the portraits that they talked face to face for the first time.
"So, what Stuart said is true?" Hill stared into Joyce's eyes, trying to see what was going on.
"Of course, little Stuart is our most loyal steward in Stoke, and of course he won't lie to you." Joyce's expression was extremely sad, but his eyes were full of relief and joy.
"Anyway, it's great that you can find us, Bailey, that rebellious son, do you think it's okay to lock us in a box? He didn't expect Frida's son to be as talented as him... ..." an old man muttered loudly.
"Shut up, Dad!" Joyce looked embarrassed, after all, that rebellious son was also his own son.
"Baby Hill, you must drive that annoying Bailey out!" The old man ignored his son's complaints and looked at his great-grandson seriously.
Although he had long accepted this fact in his heart, when the matter was really in front of him, Hill still felt a big blow.He lowered his head in silence, looking at the dust floating on the ground with a serious face, without uttering a word.But behind him, where no portraits could be seen, his hands were secretly clenched.
43 Menglucius looked at the boy on the bed, his naked body had been dyed a layer of fresh pink by lust, and his silver eyes were looking at him dimly, as if waiting for him to kiss him.Lucius didn't restrain his desire, and obeyed the desire in his heart to kiss her. At the same time, he stroked the body that had been tempting him with both hands. As expected, it was still delicate and smooth, making it hard to put it down.
The young man below seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and he rubbed against the man above him with impatience, causing Lucius to laugh in a low voice. He bent down and kissed those beautiful silver eyes, and stretched out his right hand to hold the other's hands. Grab them together and lock them to the head of the bed.The boy muttered dissatisfiedly twice, but was immediately blocked by Lucius' mouth.
They rolled together in the big ornate bed, and even in bed, Lucius was still a gentleman.He used his delicate kiss to kiss the young man until he was breathless, but he himself was deeply immersed in the other party's beautiful touch. The platinum and red long hair were entangled at this moment, which seemed extraordinarily harmonious.
Looking at the boy's prepared body, Lucius decided not to endure his desire anymore.Lifting the boy's legs, the pink spot immediately attracted all his attention, "It's so beautiful..." He couldn't help but admire.
The boy blushed because of such a compliment, and even wanted to turn around and bury his head in the pillow.
"Do you want to change your position?" Seeing the movement of the person below him, Lucius couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. "I don't mind your thoughts at all."
"No..." The boy's face was almost the same color as his hair.
Lucius couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed it lovingly. This time, his target was the small mouth that never made a sound. Just touching it, he already felt extremely ecstasy, and his heart beat endlessly. The boy embraced him.
"Lucius..." The boy twisted his body controlled by passion, asking him for more.
Lucius' eyes darkened involuntarily, and his breathing became a lot faster. Putting the young man's slender legs on his shoulders, he was ready to go.But at the moment when he was about to act, he suddenly found that his body could not move at all. He looked at the young man under him in horror, but saw that the eyes that had been blurred just now were looking at him clearly, smiling charmingly. brilliant.
……
Lucius opened his eyes suddenly, sensing his surroundings vigilantly, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found himself lying on the big bed in the private study of Malfoy Manor.Lucius sat up slowly, but accidentally touched the place where he was still swollen, and couldn't help frowning.
He would do it at this age!spring!Dream!If someone said this to himself before, then he would definitely teach the other party a lesson without thinking.But when the reality was in front of him, Lucius remained silent with a thoughtful face.He will not and will not allow himself to believe that he is actually controlled by desire, and of course he will not believe that he is really dissatisfied with desire to the point where he needs to have sex dreams, but what does the dream just mean? considerations.
Waiting for his desire to fade away, Lucius silently recalled his dream.The boy in the dream couldn't see his face clearly, but the long red hair and silver eyes were clearly imprinted in his mind.If I didn't guess wrong, it seemed that in that unfinished love affair, what Hill became at the last moment.But if this is the case, then it really needs to be thought deeply.Maybe it's because you don't get it and feel reconciled?Lucius raised his eyebrows, a hint of interest projected in his eyes.
"Dad, it's John!" Draco excitedly watched the ordinary-looking owl fly into the window of Malfoy Castle, waiting for him to land in front of him, but John didn't even look at him, and hit him in the air. After a spin, it landed calmly in front of Lucius.
Glancing at his little dragon's somewhat disappointed eyes, Lucius looked at the owl in front of him calmly.John stretched out his paw and handed him the letter on it.Lucius took it in disgust, shook the envelope, and took out the parchment inside.
"What did you write?" Draco stretched his neck and pushed hard.
"Draco, pay attention to etiquette." Lucius frowned and looked at Xiaolong, "I don't want you to forget Malfoy's etiquette after losing the first place in the school year!" Hearing this, the other party immediately sat down stood up, but his expression clearly showed the meaning of 'I'm very curious'.
Squinting his eyes and looking at the parchment, he was a little surprised to take it closer and read it again.This letter was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations. He thought it would be a letter related to Draco, but it was actually an invitation letter written in gorgeous cursive script and a standard aristocratic tone.Mrs. Zabini's ball... Lucius groaned and did not speak. Originally, he would not attend such a ball, but for some reason, he suddenly became interested this year.
"Dad..." Draco couldn't help reminding in a low voice beside him.
"Mrs. Zabini is about to hold a ball at Stoke Manor, and the Malfoy family is invited to attend." Lucius casually put the letter aside, "But I don't think it is necessary to attend at all."
Draco looked at his father anxiously, as if he wanted to say something, but he was too embarrassed to speak.
"Looking at your expression, do you want to go?" Lucius looked at Xiaolong's embarrassed expression and asked with a scrutiny gesture.
"Yes, Dad..." Draco pursed his lips in embarrassment, but still bravely said this sentence facing the other party's stern gaze, "I haven't seen Hill for a long time, if it's Sier If Tork Manor, then I really want to go."
Lucius deliberately thought for half a minute, and said in a calm tone: "As a Malfoy, you are only allowed three chances to be self-willed socially."
"Yes, Dad!" Draco knew that this meant agreement, he jumped out of the chair happily, didn't eat any food, and just said "I'm going to prepare the dress!" Then he ran away like flying out of the restaurant.
Undeniably silent, Lucius glanced at the parchment at hand again.Stoke... he couldn't help frowning in disgust at the thought of Bailey's fat appearance.
A busy scene at Stoke Manor.
Under the leadership of the old butler Stuart, the newly recruited servants decorated the entire castle with magic, especially the hall where the ball was about to be held, which already showed a thriving feeling.Hill walked in the changed castle, carefully checking whether every detail was in place.This was the first time Stoke Manor hosted such a grand ball, if it went wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable to him.
Since taking over the errand from Bailey, Hill has started preparations non-stop.He had no experience in throwing balls, so the newly discovered ancestors were the natural objects of his inquiry.Although a bunch of old men looked at him with contempt, he really learned a lot.According to them, the Stoke family used to be a big family admired by everyone, but it is a pity that the talent withered, and Stoke, who was not good at management, became what it is today.Although he sneered at this statement, Hill wisely kept his mouth shut.
The invitations were all written by myself and sent out with several owls of the Stoke family.Of course, his own John also got a few letters. Because of its unique appearance, Hill asked him to send it to families that Hill is more familiar with.The Kent family and the Darko family have already replied, and the Bob family has also sent a message that it can be reached.He sent out the invitation to the Malfoy family just now, but according to his understanding of Lucius, it is estimated that he would not attend a dance of this level.
Just as he was thinking, John's figure appeared.Hill looked at the note on its lap with some surprise. Could it be that the Malfoy family actually came to reply?This is indeed somewhat unbelievable.
Hill touched John's feathers, and the owl obediently handed him the note on his lap.When he opened it, the corners of Hill's mouth curled up, and some childish cursive English appeared familiarly in front of his eyes, and he knew it was Draco's reply at a glance.I thought it would be a reminiscence between friends, but I was surprised after watching it.
Draco said that Mr. Malfoy and the young master will attend the ball as promised!
Hill stared at the message three times before he was sure that his eyes were right, that is to say, Lucius and Draco were going to attend such a simple ball at Stoke Manor!Hill's face was a little stiff.
"Master, Master Joyce, please come over." Just when he didn't know what expression he should use to face this reality, the heartfelt butler Stuart appeared beside him.
"He saw my new potion?" Hill's first reaction was this.
"Yes," said Stuart, "Master Joyce is in a very emotional state."
With a wry smile, Hill didn't move, "He should be angry, but there's nothing he can do about it. This step must be taken." He seemed to be explaining something, but he seemed to be talking to himself.Stuart followed behind without any movement, and Hill seemed to calm down after a while, "Tell Joyce, I'll wait for him to calm down before going over, and now I'm going out."
"Yes, master." Stuart was not surprised by Hill's reaction at all, and he replied immediately.
"Knockturn Alley." Standing in the two-person flames, Hill read.
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