who moved my coffin

Cyrus, who stepped out of the large ornate mirror in Malfoy's house, stared at the little one sitting on the ground with red eyes.

The soft and shiny little golden fur, the flickering blue eyes, the tender red cheeks that are almost dripping water, and the pouty little mouth, instantly turned Cyrus' poor heart.

"My God, who is such a cute baby, I really want to take it away!" Cyrus squatted down and picked up Draco Malfoy, kissed and squeezed twice.

Draco was stupefied with fright, there was still Cyrus' hateful saliva on his little face, and his little paws still kept a dog-like stupidity.

"Wow!" The little golden retriever cried, he just wanted to play with the green face in the mirror, why did someone he didn't know come out of the mirror, and it was not Li Lun's family, Draco quit, pouted his mouth and cried stand up.

"Don't, don't cry, little one, my brother will give you something delicious..." Cyrus, who was in a hurry, couldn't find anything edible all over his body, so he had to put Draco on his neck, oh Let him ride a horse, "Don't cry, little guy, let's ride a horse, drive, drive!"

Draco, who was twitching and miserable, was quickly distracted, and suddenly felt that sitting high was very interesting, tears were still hanging on his cheeks, and a smile was already on the corner of his mouth, "Giggle, fun, drive! Drive!"

Cyrus finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the little boy laughed, and then he had time to look at the surrounding environment. The golden room was full of clothes and shoes, as well as drawers of decorations. Various mirrors were hung on the walls. Standing on top or on the floor, the side where Cyrus comes out is the largest, with silver and green curtains as the background and gold borders.

Gorgeous, exaggerated, luxurious, why does it feel so familiar?Cyrus frowned, seeming to overlook something.

"Bang!" A house elf with a napkin appeared suddenly, holding milk and biscuits in his hands. He was surprised to see that the little master was sitting on the stranger's neck, his bulb-sized eyes were more prominent, and he opened his mouth, about to say something. Screaming, Cyrus stretched out his right hand with quick eyesight, volleyed and grabbed the house elf's neck fiercely, and at the same time growled, "Shut up, don't bark, or I'll kill you!"

The house elf struggled with a whimper, snapping her slender fingers, but couldn't get rid of Cyrus' shackles.

"Cluck, giggle! Shut up, shut up!" Draco thought it was funny when he saw his house elf struggling in pain, and he grabbed Cyrus' hair and laughed even more happily, imitating Cyrus's words while laughing .

With a flick of his hand, the house elf was thrown into the mirror, and the green-faced magic mirror who was watching the excitement yelled dissatisfiedly, "Hey, Mr. Connery, I'm not a trash can here!"

"Shut up, magic mirror, if you still want the ancient Egyptian bronze mirror, don't release that house elf before I leave." Cyrus reached out and grabbed Draco off his head, grinning and looking at Draco. Laco still clenched a bunch of hair in his hand, and raised his eyebrows in distress, "Little rascal, have fun with you!"

Put Draco on the ground, gently pushed aside with his feet, he almost tripped when he raised his feet, looked down, the little one was hugging his feet, raised his head, showing a cute smile with saliva , "Hold, hold, ride a horse!"

"Little guy, go play by yourself, be good, brother has to leave!" Cyrus carefully tried to pull his foot out, but he still couldn't do it.

Draco Malfoy's stubbornness came up, and if he didn't play with me, I would cry.

The little face collapsed, the little mouth opened, and tears filled the eyes. Cyrus quickly squatted down and covered the little guy's mouth, not wanting his cries to disturb more people.

"Ouch!" Cyrus gritted his small teeth so that his eyebrows were crooked.

Firmly picked up the little guy and clamped it under his arm, raised his arm and slapped Draco's little butt twice, "Stinky boy, dare to bite me! Come on, let go, or your ass will be smashed!"

Draco's stubbornness was not so strong, he seemed to know that if he let go of his mouth and cried, his big brother would run away, so even though the tears flowed, he never let go, "Yeah!" He firmly insisted that Qingshan would not let go.

Cyrus also burst into tears from the pain, and his heart was hardened, "Hmph, if you don't let go, if you don't let go, I'll take you away!"

He walked away with the cute thing under his arm, and aimed at the fireplace. The moment he got close to the fireplace, he suddenly saw a green flame igniting in the fireplace. Cyrus turned around urgently, and quickly hid behind the sofa next to the fireplace.

Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy came out of the fireplace with a satisfied face. It is Mrs. Malfoy's hobby to go to the beauty parlor in the morning.

"Oh, it's such a comfortable essential oil, I'll use this one next time..." Narcissa raised her head and sighed, and cried softly, "Ah, Draco, my little baby, mom Fragrant to kiss you!"

Narcissa, whose eyes were above the water level, of course didn’t know, but at the angle below the water level, behind the sofa near the fireplace, the little baby in her mouth was biting Cyrus’ hand, watching her mother get closer and closer to him with tears in her eyes. Far.

Narcissa twisted her waist and walked towards the cloakroom. Just as she turned a corner, there was a "bang" sound from the fireplace behind her. There was nothing in it, and the fireplace was quiet.

Attributing the light noise just now to an illusion, Narcissa tilted her head and shook her head, and continued walking.

Turning into the cloakroom, I could only hear Narcissa's sweet voice, "Draco, my little boy, where are you? Hee hee! Playing hide-and-seek with mom, right? Mom is here to find you!"

Narcissa began to happily find her child in the cloakroom, in the clothes, in the shoe cabinet, and even opened the drawers one by one, leaning in to check, smiling happily while looking.

The careless Mrs. Malfoy didn't notice that in the mirror behind her, a house-elf was struggling to get rid of the pull of the green-faced magic mirror, and slammed his head against the mirror.

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"Bang!" The fireplace in the Broken Ax bar was lit with green flames, and a blond boy with a blond baby in his arms rushed out of it, heading straight for the entrance of Diagon Alley behind the alley.

There are too many wizards in such a hurry every day, so the people in the bar don't bother to give one a look, only a few sharp-eyed sighs, "A beautiful boy and a beautiful baby, so eye-catching!"

The bustling Diagon Alley opened the gate in front of Cyrus, and Cyrus, who had been familiar with it for a long time, rushed away with Draco in his arms.

Baby Draco had never been to Diagon Alley, and was dazzled by the figures walking around at the moment, but still tightly biting the palm of Cyrus and not letting go, a pair of beautiful blue eyes were busy spinning the mosquito coil.

Cyrus headed straight towards the public Floo network, preparing to transfer to Paris or other places, but just as he was about to reach the door, he saw a familiar face with long platinum hair rushing out with two people.

Turning around deftly, he changed direction to the ice cream shop and walked towards the little parasol, acting naturally as if he was going to that place.

Lucius, who passed by Cyrus, was attracted by Cyrus's blond hair, and felt that this person looked familiar, and then saw that there seemed to be a child under his arm, also with blond hair, and couldn't help smiling. As a father, he was gentle with everyone who held a child.

"Immorton was injured a lot this time, so it's probably easy to find..." The words of the people around Lucius diverted Lucius' attention, but they were brought to Cyrus' ears by the breeze.

Cyrus paused slightly, found a chair without changing his face, and sat down with his back facing Lucius' direction. His ears trembled slightly, and he silently cast a targeted wiretapping spell, telling Lucius and his subordinates what they said. Put it in your ears without falling.

At the same time, he beckoned to order an ice cream and approached Draco.

Draco's mosquito-repellent eyes froze when he saw the ice cream. He had eaten ice cream twice, and his father secretly brought it back for him. The development is not good, so Draco is very concerned about the sweet and smooth ice cream.

The little heart is at war between heaven and man, whether to let go, or not to let go, is a question worth pondering.

Finally, the craving for ice cream surpassed the game of horse riding, and Draco finally let go of his small teeth and opened his mouth to bite towards the ice cream.

However, the ice cream rose, out of Draco's reach, and a pacifier was stuffed in the tiny mouth.

Cyrus took a bite of the ice cream with a satisfied face, and smiled proudly at Draco, that smile cast a shadow of resentment in Draco's young heart.

Cyrus held Draco Malfoy in the right position, and the pacifier conjured up with a cork stopped the threat of small teeth very well. He looked down at Draco's accusing expression and smiled evilly, "Imo Don is injured, tell me, should I go and see him?"

Draco looked up and felt a dark smile shrouded his eyes, the shadow was cast in Draco's clear blue eyes, the pacifier was pouting and tears were streaming down, 【Dad, come and save Draco! ] Xiaolong's inner voice obviously didn't reach his father's ears. With his back to Lucius, Cyrus stood up with an evil smile on his face, hugged Draco and walked away. Behind him, the child's father was talking with his subordinates At the moment, looking at the back of Cyrus with a gentle gaze, he thought, "What a harmonious picture of father and son!"

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Il Lazart Manor has recently been closed to the outside world, and neither the Floo Network nor Apparation can enter, but there is one exception. He personally arranged the defensive magic circle of the manor, so no one knows better than him how to quietly Infiltrate this estate.

The ornate bedroom door was gently pushed open, and with Draco in his arms who had fallen asleep crying, Cyrus walked gently into the safest place in the manor.

Lying on the soft and spacious bed, Imerton breathed evenly and slept soundly, but his frown slightly showed that his body was far less relaxed than it looked.

Cyrus' eyes followed Imerton's head and gradually scanned his lower body. When he saw Imerton's feet that were still out of shape below the knees, Cyrus' pupils shrank slightly.

Cyrus didn't know what to do, and the anxiety and fear in his heart disappeared miraculously after seeing Imerton's weakness.

Biting his lip, seeing the weakness and calmness that his mentor had never felt before, Cyrus' heart seemed to be moved. He carefully and gently approached Imerton, and his outstretched hand hesitated to stay on the A few centimeters away from Imerton's forehead, he finally withdrew his hand and backed away slowly.

Cyrus, who was about to leave, heard Imerton whispering in his sleep.

"Cyrus, come back, come back to me!" Emerton's voice carried a heavy sigh, a teardrop flowed from the corner of his eye, and turned into ashes before reaching the pillow.

Cyrus paused, lowered his head, and quietly merged into the darkness behind him