Fantasy: Traveling Through Tens Of Billions Of Years

"We meet again, Arthur." Malfoy gave a perfectly curved smirk that was a mixture of mockery and nonchalance. Fan Heng said politely in a lazy voice: "It's a surprise to see you here, you know, when you left the ministry, you were so..." A dramatic drawl and pause, "Well , How do you say that word??? It's simply sensational. Returning to your heart like an arrow??? It's simply sensational."

A sneer sounded from behind Fan Heng, Lucius raised one eyebrow and stepped aside, the owner of the voice walked up to Arthur: submissive Baijin-colored hair, a pair of cold light gray eyes, a pale face, a cold and arrogant demeanor— — A miniature version of Lucius Malfoy.

"It's my honor to introduce you, this is Dellako Malfoy."

Della said coldly: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Weasley."

Arthur twitched the corners of his mouth, and said dryly, "Hello, little Mr. Malfoy." The child's mouth pursing action was almost the same as that of Fan Heng's father, full of Malfoy-style arrogance.

*You are here......"

Before Lucius could finish speaking, a small figure suddenly came into view - walking quickly from Ollivander's shop, and stood beside Arthur.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Weasley, for keeping you waiting for so long~" Fan Xiaoxian patted his chest to confirm. "When your youngest son and daughter are studying at Hogwarts, I will ask Mr. Ollivander to give you a family price."

When the good-tempered Arthur was about to tell Fan Heng that the matter was not that serious, he interrupted the unwelcome guest again: "This is the child of which 'noble' relative of yours??? It is simply sensational. I'm sorry I have to say this, but it looks a lot more respectable than yours.

Arthur's face sank, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's fine if you pour dirty water on me, don't get involved with the children. Take back your disgusting snobbish eyes! Lucius Malfoy!"

The mocking eyes suddenly darkened, and Lucius repeated the smuggler's cane.

"I'm Dellako Malfoy."

Della Ke, who was indifferent by nature, took the initiative to greet the child, and Lucius stared at his son in great surprise.

Fan Xiaoxian looked at the hand that stretched out, it kept holding it without flinching—even though he showed indifference—the owner of the hand had amazing perseverance.

"I'm Fan Xiaoxian," he finally took hold of the slightly trembling little hand, the cold and wet palm exposed the other's true mood. Fan Heng smiled at Baijin's head, "Fan Xiaoxian? That girl, you can call me Xian'er."

Della nodded, condescending.

Fan Xiaoxian felt that his teeth were sour, and he had the urge to grind his teeth hard and tap them.

"Snow? Who are you, that girl??? It's simply sensational." Lucius' voice came from above, with an obvious hint of probing, and his tone was strangely relaxed.

"." May I not answer, sir??? It's simply sensational. "

The offended Head Malfoy narrowed his eyes in displeasure.

"Fan Heng is the nephew of the female director. Also, I think this is what Mr. Malfoy wants to know the most. Fan Heng's father is Rommel, the head of the Finnish branch of the Wizarding Union? Mr. that girl." Lu Xiu Stein shot a humiliated angry look, but Arthur just stared back coldly. "Let's end this unpleasant meeting as soon as possible. We will not accompany you. Goodbye!" Fan Heng (F) threw down his words forcefully, and Fan Heng (F) raised his face and left without looking back.

After walking a certain distance, Fan Xiaoxian couldn't help but look back quietly. When Fan Heng saw the blond man with the shawl still standing there, although he couldn't see his face clearly, his intuition told Fan Heng that the other person's eyes were following Fan Hengs relentlessly, Fan Xiaoxian Startled, he quickly turned around.

After a while, Fan Heng thought of one thing.

Is there really Rommel? That girl??? It's simply sensational. Fan Heng thinks this is Snow's plan to delay the attack, a tactic to fool around. .