harry potter book of crimes

"Come in! Find a place to sit for a while, I'll go find father..."

As soon as he entered the house, Draco waved his hand casually, indicating that Pansy could help herself. And then, just when he wanted to go upstairs to see if his father was there, he suddenly heard a slight "crack"

Voice.

"Oh...Master Draco, welcome home! May I ask if you need -"

This is the house elf in the family - since Dobby left, my father has found another elf to take care of daily life.

But to be honest, this one is obviously less flexible than Duobi, and it doesn't know how to watch people's behavior at all.

"No need!" Draco frowned and said, "Let me ask you, did father go out today? Is he still at home now?"

"Ah! The master is upstairs... yes, in the study upstairs. He just came back more than half an hour ago..."

The elf bowed his back humbly, lowered his eyes and whispered softly.

Draco heard what he wanted to know, so naturally he didn't bother to listen to what he had to say. He just passed by the skinny elf and headed straight for the stairs.

But after taking two steps, he seemed to feel that something was not right again, and suddenly turned back and said:

"Go get a pot of tea for Miss Parkinson, hurry up!"

After adding this, Draco walked up the wooden stairs to the second floor, leaving Pansy alone there secretly chuckling.

"It seems like Draco still knows how to care about my feelings!"

But unfortunately, things were obviously not what Pansy thought - the reason why Draco asked the elf to prepare tea for her was purely out of etiquette for hospitality.

"Dear guest...then, please come and sit in the side hall for a while!"

After following the elf out of the front hall, Pansy took a seat in a small hall nearby.

After the elf went to the kitchen to prepare tea for the reception, she could only calm down and wait for a while, while admiring the gratifying green vines outside the window.

Just as Pansy was bathing in the breeze coming in from the window and feeling the spring breeze, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded from the corridor outside the hall.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the door of the small hall suddenly being opened again.

The one who came was definitely not a house elf - although elves were mostly efficient at their work, it would take a certain amount of time to brew a pot of good tea that was worthy of their status, even with magic.

Not to mention, elves always use magic to come and go, and usually don't go through the door.

"Are there any guests at home?"

Pansy turned her head when she heard the sound, and when she saw who it was, she quickly stood up from the chair.

"Mrs. Malfoy... Oh! Good afternoon, madam... I'm sorry, I came here without saying anything in advance... Yes, it was Draco who brought me here!"

She was obviously nervous, so much so that she stuttered when she spoke.

At the door of the small hall, Draco's mother Narcissa naturally knew Pansy. When she heard Pansy said that her son had brought it back, she immediately showed a surprised smile.

"Really? That kid..." Narcissa flipped her hair to the side of her ear and walked towards Pansy with a smile, "I should say sorry, look! I didn't know there would be guests coming over today, so that's why I did this

The deputy dressed up suddenly showed up...just now I was clearing weeds in the flowerbed in the back garden!"

While taking off her apron, Narcissa came to the round table where Pansy was sitting, pulled her and sat down again.

It has to be said that after experiencing a period of turmoil in the Malfoy family, this always arrogant woman has also changed a lot.

Especially during the period when her husband Lucius could not see anyone, she could only personally come forward and handle all kinds of family affairs on her behalf.

And it was precisely that time as the "acting head of the family" which was actually not too long, that made her have a lot of silver hair on her temples.

Now, after a series of ups and downs, Narcissa finally became the wife of her family again. To be honest, she no longer wanted to pretend to be so noble in front of others.

For her now, having a stable and peaceful family is more important than anything else.

So, if you want to ask what Narcissa is looking forward to now, it is probably the life-long event of her son Draco!

"...Son, how is your mother recently? Maybe you can tell me that I welcome her to come and chat with me at any time, have afternoon tea or something...I won't say anything about such small things.

I’ve got an invitation, so it doesn’t look a little too formal!”

Pansy didn't expect Draco's mother to be so enthusiastic. Not only did she hold her hand and chat so intimately, she even asked about her family situation right from the start.

It's like... it's like... treating your future daughter-in-law?

"Oh! Of course, I will tell my mother... I think she will be happy to come as a guest!"

"That would be perfect!"

Narcissa smiled surprisingly gently, her eyes constantly looking over Pansy.

But it must be said that even though she is very different from her previous self, the posture habits she has developed since childhood have not changed. As a witch from a pure-blood family, even if the hem of her pants is still stained with some Saturn seeds,

She still couldn't hide her ladylike temperament.

But this is a matter of course.

After all, she and Bellatrix were sisters. Before they got married, both of them had the surname Black!

However, one of the three sisters of the Black family became the most loyal Death Eater, and the other was expelled from the family because she married the Muggle-born Ted Tonks.

Together with herself, she became the wife of Lucius Malfoy.

These three girls who came from the same family had completely different situations. It is really a sad past event.

"By the way, child...how does Draco treat you?" Narcissa suddenly whispered, "In fact, this child has grown up after all, and he is not always clinging to me like he did when he was a child...I think compared to

Come on, as a mother, I may not know him better! Why don’t you tell me about Draco’s affairs in school!”

After all, Narcissa was most concerned about her son's situation. Especially after being assassinated by Voldemort's backhand and almost losing her son, as a mother, she suddenly became even more worried about her child.

.

"Well……"

Pansy really didn't know how to answer Draco's mother's question.

"Actually, he doesn't really talk to others about what's on his mind, and it's almost the same in school..." she said, "But, well... I think what he wants now is to study peacefully, and then graduate from Hunan University smoothly.

Gwartz, let’s graduate! More than anything else, I think he hopes to be a help to the family business as soon as possible so that his uncle and aunt no longer have to work so hard.”

These words are not so much about Draco's thoughts as they are mixed with Pansy's own wishes. But then again, in fact, her and Draco's situations are similar, so the two

There is really not much difference in what people think about.

"what do you know!"

Suddenly, Draco's voice came from the door, which made Pansy shrink her neck subconsciously.

"Oh! Draco, don't be so mean to girls!"

Narcissa hurriedly winked at her son, and the meaning was self-evident, which made Draco feel depressed.

"Mother, it's not what you think. Pansy and I——"

"Okay!" Narcissa shook her head, stood up quickly, walked quickly to his side and whispered, "Mom can understand that your father had the same virtues when he was young! What is there to be shy about?

...If you treat little Pansy well, I think she will be no worse than the two little girls from the Greengrass family."

After saying this, she didn't say anything more and immediately patted her son's back gently.

"Go ahead! I won't bother you here...but I still have to say, even if you want to bring a girl to your home to play, you shouldn't skip school casually, you know? Well, forget it this time.

——”

"Why!"

Draco only had time to stretch out his hand and saw his mother quickly walking out of the small hall, even closing the door for him after going out.

He was stunned for a moment at the door, and then turned around with a sullen expression on his face.

"What did you and my mother say? How come -" Draco said, and finally he could only wave his hands and said, "Okay! In short, I have discussed your matter with my father. Since

With that guy McLean’s intention, our family can help with this!”

He has long known that Pansy likes him. Although he has no feelings for Pansy, he still doesn't hate this girl who has a good appearance and family background.

Of course, it's true that he doesn't have any feelings for love right now.

When Pansy heard Draco's words, she temporarily put aside the secret joy in her heart and nodded clearly.

"Then let's..."

"Wait!" Draco motioned her to sit down. "After all, this is the Flint family. They are not as easy to talk to as other families. It is impossible to just go over and spend some money to solve the problem. But this is also an opportunity, father.

I'm contacting a few friends now...well, maybe we can also call your father to join us?"

Draco was thinking as he spoke, and couldn't help but stand there and think. Pansy sat there and looked at his meditative figure, the more she looked at him, the more charming he became, and she was fascinated for a moment.

It has to be said that there are not many people at Draco's age who can participate in family affairs. This is considered outstanding among his peers.

But it is a pity that in today's quagmire-like situation, the room for him to perform has become smaller and smaller.

"Draco, things have changed."

Suddenly, I saw Lucius coming down from upstairs. (To be continued)