Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

At this time, Jody was wearing a formal dress that she had chosen for a long time before finally settling on, and the wrapping paper for Lockhart was more expensive than the one she was wearing.

The cost of advertising is worth it.

Jody's painstaking efforts made the two appear to be solid members of the upper class.

After all, only by blending in with them can you better sell what you want to sell to them.

"We shouldn't be in any danger, right Ian? How magical are you going to use to sell your cards?

Even if the cards were related to magic wands, I don't think they would bring enough wealth to support me for the rest of my life."

Lockhart had the leverage in his hands, so Jody wasn't worried that Lockhart would suddenly betray him.

As for what Jody's plan is, Lockhart probably won't be able to figure it out until he stirs up the atmosphere and starts harvesting the wealth of those wealthy families.

They arrived near the pick-up point through the Floo network one day in advance. The two people who did not have the capital to ride in a carriage like other nobles had to enter through the pick-up vehicle from St. Bitri Manor.

The single-decker tour bus was unusually full of people today. The magic vehicle with a widened interior actually had small compartments. Well-trained house elves served every passenger as if they no matter what you asked them to do.

All are satisfied.

St. Peter's Manor, like most wizarding residences, exists in the shadow of the world, a world beyond the boundaries that Muggles cannot touch.

The magic car drove in along the gap between the shadows, and Jodi recognized the elemental clouds floating in the sky at a glance.

The balanced elements of the four series chase each other and float outside the space to support the operation of everything. In terms of scale, it should be larger than the broken magic circle in the underground palace.

When we got off the bus, the maids and servants on both sides greeted us in unison, which made people lament the corruption of petty bourgeoisie.

If you look closely at the outside of the old manor, you can find some traces of scaffolding. Lockhart was right, there is indeed an expansion plan being prepared here.

The specially decorated manor is particularly beautiful today. The ancient architectural structure and exquisite carvings are full of artistic flavor... Jody is not very interested in these.

He is interested in more practical things.

Lockhart has been talking since he got off the car, from the house elves trained at St. Peter's Manor, to a female butler trainee he met a long time ago, to the magical animals in the yard.

If Jody hadn't been set up as Master Lockhart's follower in the manor, Jody would have wanted him to shut up.

Passing through the front yard, Jody saw the carriage on the grass where the elves were hovering, and Evelil stepped out of the carriage with the support of her uncle.

"Today's business will be much easier with you, my dear~ Thank you for coming." The middle-aged man whispered his thanks in Everil's ear while getting off the car.

If possible, I really don't want to use these eyes for such boring activities.

Everil turned her face to one side. She knew very well how those serious-looking guys at the negotiation table would secretly slander her, a guy who used his special charm to influence their decisions.

The two people's eyes met at a very coincidental moment, and Jodi understood that Everille also saw him.

Without making any unnecessary movements, Jodi refocused his attention on the road in front of him and moved forward quickly.

And as he got closer and closer to his stage, the box in his hand seemed to become heavier and heavier.

The excitement of the auction is destined to have nothing to do with Jody and the others. All they need to pay attention to is the banquet before the auction and the big shots who released rare free time during the banquet time.

The food at the dinner was very sumptuous, more exquisite than the food at Hogwarts, and most of the ingredients were made from rare and precious materials.

It's a pity that neither of them had the intention to taste it carefully today. Taking advantage of the speeches before the banquet started, the two of them quickly looked around the entire venue.

Because he had already told him countless times and even practiced it for several rounds, Jody did not remind Lockhart of what he had to do.

In the next solo show, all Lockhart has to do is be his vase and stand aside to attract attention.

Jody made a simple gesture, and Lockhart responded with an OK to let Jody know that he knew the lines prepared for him by heart.

The dinner party officially started.

In the first few dozen minutes, most people will choose to satisfy their appetite first, so in the plan, this time is used to adjust and eat.

Jody simply ate something. The feeling of fullness would cause blood to flow into his internal organs and make his thinking become hazy.

Today, Jodi plays the role of the leader of a pyramid scheme, so he cannot show any lack of energy.

Jody saw the figure of Lucius Malfoy in the crowd. To his surprise, he also saw the presence of Mitiel and another short blond boy beside Lucius.

Draco Malfoy.

Unexpectedly, before Scar Tou could see him, he saw his nemesis first.

After walking through the crowd, Jody stayed on the terrace to make final adjustments.

The noisy body behind him suddenly became a little lower, and the footsteps behind him stopped. The people coming blocked the sound waves behind Jodi, making the world a lot cleaner.

Jody nodded towards Everille, motioning for her to join him.

"Your outfit today suits you very well, or you have shown me another outfit that suits you?" Jodi said the flattery in a serious manner, as if he was discussing some serious topic.

The sequined evening dress exposed her smooth back, and the gemstone pendants embellished under the delicate earlobes matched the color of her eyes.

Everil was amused by Jodi's words, and the wine glass she held in her hand shook so much that it made people worry that the liquid it contained would spill.

Jody wrinkled his nose and caught the faint smell in the air, "Highland whiskey? You actually drank?"

"You can't get me drunk at all." She pursed her lips and rubbed the edge of the wine glass against her lower lip with a proud look on her face.

"...I wouldn't touch these things on weekdays, but you know my uncle is in business, so if I want to help him, I have to hold the wine glass."

Listening to Everil's low-pitched complaints, Jodi suddenly became curious.

"Everil, what do you think men are?"

"Why do you ask that?" Eveliel looked innocent, lying on the railing with the wine glass in her hand hanging in the air outside the railing, as if it was teetering.

"I saw how you dealt with those adults, matching them with a fake smile... It's my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here."

"That really shows you how embarrassed I am~" Everil sighed quietly.

"I don't know what a suitable male is for me.

They can be easily instigated and exploited, but they are also full of dangers. All of them are monsters whose lives are filled with possessiveness.

The magic eye allowed me to see their danger and stupidity more clearly, as well as their persistence and dedication.

At the same time, I am not sure whether the magic eye is also affecting myself, my emotions and my behavior."

Jody listened quietly to Everille's seemingly contradictory statements.

But Everil's next words made his heart clench.

"I like you, Jodi." It was rare that Evelile called him Jodi. In the past, she always liked to call him Lord Joyce playfully.

Jody straightened her expression and continued to listen, but found that the next lines she said were actually copied from Lockhart's novel, "I like your lack of control and your purity.

I even like the disgust and hatred, hostility and murderous intent that you don't want towards me.

What I like more is when I play around you, your overwhelmed look and your heart that wants to refuse but welcome you.

You actually like me too, right? My blood candidate."

"Is that Lockhart's 'Me and the Vampire'? You really like this novel." Jodi smiled and shook his head.

But Everil did not turn into a joke, she continued reading seriously, "So can we maintain our relationship forever?

I can't accept myself that it's hard to distinguish between appetite and love, and I can't accept that you become as greedy for my power and my appearance as everyone else.

But I can’t control it, I can’t help but always want to get closer to you..."

Jodi understood what the girl wanted to say and the purpose of her borrowed lines.

The girl finally hid her thoughts, hiding them in those words, as if such covering up could bring him some sense of security.

"...I am the predator, but you are the powerful prey.

It seems that I am pressing you step by step, but everything is in your hands.

I can no longer restrain my desire to get mixed up, so I have to ask you to be responsible for maintaining and maintaining the distance between us and protecting our predatory relationship."

Jody read out the second half of the line, then straightened his collar and made a gentlemanly reassurance.

"I will compensate you for the respect they omit from you, my dear lady~ I can guarantee that our friendship will always exist."