HP solves the mystery

As smart as Lucius was, he immediately understood the meaning of his words, and his expression suddenly became a little subtle.

"Pediloo was... captured by people from the Ministry of Magic and turned into a mouse. He almost escaped..." What he meant was that even if the culprit was not an Animagus, he would be thrown into the Abyss. Zikaban.

Sipher shook his head when he heard this. He was not talking about Peter, but someone else.

"You know about Lupine's situation..." He muttered something vaguely, drank all the cold tea in the cup, and then said, "How do you think Pedilu, with his cowardly character, has the courage to study alone? If you fail, you will become half-human and half-animal forever..."

Sev's words were very pointed, and Lucius's expression was more solemn than ever before.

Animagus has great potential advantages in espionage missions and crimes, just like Rita Sky can turn into a beetle to steal gossip. If she starts to have bad intentions, it will be a matter of minutes for high-ranking officials in the magic world to be drugged.

Even so, many people do not register after completing the training.

You must know that there are not many illegal Animagus under the Malfoy family, let alone other families, otherwise the Ministry of Magic would not be so strict in controlling Animagus.

"Who else besides Pedilu?" Lucius asked, touching his cane.

Sev rolled his eyes at Lucius, wasn't he asking questions knowingly?

"Both the one in Azkaban and the other one."

"This is really... a bit difficult to handle..."

Lucius didn't know what expression to show. He thought it was outrageous to have a werewolf in the school, but he didn't expect that a dormitory was full of Animagus.

But if things are like this, then their plans will change, and the Black family will be in trouble.

If Silver knew what he was thinking, he would definitely tell him that in the original book, Hogwarts not only had werewolves, but also trolls, three-headed dogs and dementors. In short, it was known as the safest place in the wizarding world. Same as a colander in that case.

"I don't care how long the illegal Animagus will be in Azkaban. It would be interesting if they stayed in a prison..." Sif crossed his legs and crossed his hands on his knees.

Silver didn't know how to tell whether a wizard was an Animagus, but he believed that the Ministry of Magic would find a way. Anyway, he was telling the truth.

If the Ministry of Magic fails, it only means they are incompetent.

Lucius frowned slightly, did Dumbledore know these things? Judging from his previous attitude in leaving Azkaban for Paosiris, there is a high probability that he was unaware of it.

Seeing Lucius's frown, Sif felt comfortable, and he pursed his lips to prevent himself from laughing.

Lucius's mind turned around for a while before he finally cleared his mind and got back on track.

"Xiaolong celebrated his birthday a while ago, and he was very happy to receive the potion book from you." He picked up a cookie and took a bite. The faint lemon smell made him relax a little, "His heir course is about to officially begin. "

Silver remembered that when Tom was as big as Xiaolong, the little man was reading a large book with a pen in his short hand and writing and drawing on it. He looked cute and pitiful.

"So?" Sifu said nothing and calmly ate a strawberry.

He had seen Lucius handling family affairs when he was in school, and knew that in addition to the aristocratic etiquette of the school, the heir also had to learn Latin, recite the history of nobility and the distribution map of various magical circles and family forces in Europe. In short, there was a lot to do.

Draco has already shouldered the responsibility of the family at a young age, and he doesn't know if his thin body can bear it.

"You know what I mean...I..." Lucius looked at Sif with burning eyes.

Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Sif.

"I won't go, Lucius, don't waste your efforts." Sif refused with a serious face, "I don't like to be restrained."

And he promised Tom to travel to China together next month.

"Xiaolong knew that you were going to be his potion teacher, and he was extremely happy." Lucius tried to save him.

Sifu's brows moved, but he still refused.

Lucius knew that even eight cows could not be pulled back after this junior made his decision, so he could only sigh helplessly.

After the two of them finished their conversation, there was silence in the room.

"You should go back." Sif waved his wand, and the tea cups and pastry plates on the table flew to the kitchen.

He usually treats the shameless Zhang Mingyuan like this, so he is very skillful in driving people away.

It was obviously the first time for Lucius to be treated like this, and he froze there holding half a piece of pastry.

"Why don't you go and have lunch?" He quickly recovered and showed the Malfoy family's signature smile, "I'm your big customer."

Sev thought about the money he earned from the Malfoy family every year. He glanced at the clock on the wall and nodded in agreement.

"When my brother comes back, let's go out to eat."

Lucius laughed out loud when he heard this, his fox eyes narrowed into slits.

Sifu coughed, indicating that enough was enough.

Lucius took out his handkerchief and wiped away the non-existent tears, pursed his lips and smiled, "You have a younger brother? Why haven't I heard you mention it? I heard that you have a child."

It must be Andre's big mouth! Sev thought to himself that except for the last wedding when he took Tom with him, he spent the rest of his time wandering around Diagon Alley and London. Lucius must have told him.

"I didn't know that nobles spent all their time chatting and gossiping. It seems that your work is very idle." Sif glanced at him expressionlessly and said coldly.

Lucius touched his well-maintained hair, remembering how it had lost its luster and became rough, and he no longer meant to laugh at Sif.

"Oh, I'm busy, I'm all busy, it's better to be busy." He leaned on the sofa in frustration, and his straight suit was wrinkled by him.

At present, the magical world is developing very well. Movies made by wizards are still shown in Muggle cinemas, and wizards can be seen everywhere in London. The existence of the magical world cannot be concealed.

Silver didn't even know where Lucius was busy. Maybe the only result was the establishment of the Child Protection Department of the Ministry of Magic.

"Does the child protection department need my help?" Sif tapped his fingers on the table and said dryly, "I can still donate some galleons or potions."

Lucius covered his face in pain. The Child Protection Department was assigned to the Legal Enforcement Department. Its work was much more complicated than he thought. At least registering all the little wizards and orphans in the UK had more than twenty people in the department. , not to mention those offline teams and non-staff...

If he hadn't prepared for a year in advance, he would have been in a hurry when he got started.

Moreover, poor students who attend Hogwarts and young wizards who are not old enough to study in the Muggle world will need a lot of money to settle. The Ministry of Magic is almost as poor as the Weasley family.

The more Lucius thought about it, the more frustrated he became. He glanced at Sifu sadly. This was really irritating. He also wanted to drink tea at home leisurely...

It's all Voldemort's fault, ugh, oh, what a day for him.

"Yes, no matter what the donation is, I will accept it all." Lucius put the pastry in his hand into his mouth and chewed it hard, waving his hand generously, "I will let the Ministry of Magic send you a thank-you letter. If you want As for the banner, it’s not impossible..."

If he hadn't invested too much, the gold coins in the vault were halved, and Narcissa limited his pocket money, would he be so embarrassed? Lucius was crying with tears in his heart, but his movements were still graceful and calm.

Silver couldn't help but feel a chill as he thought about the scene of being presented with a banner by the Ministry of Magic.

The atmosphere in the room returned to relaxation, and Lucius stood up and walked around the room.

"I looked down on Muggles before, but after I got to know them better, I realized that they have their own magic." Lucius looked at the various images on the TV and admired, "It's so amazing, the magic of Muggles --science and technology."

"I asked you why don't you live in Hogsmeade...With these conveniences, just make the house smaller..."

Sifu listened to him silently, while he opened the refrigerator and took out two cups of milk tea.

This is a new product delivered by Ms. Brown from the store this morning. I originally wanted to drink it with Tom, but now I think about it, I’d better stop Lucius’ mouth first.

"Muggles have no magic power, so of course they have to rely on external forces and clever minds to protect themselves." Sif took a sip of vanilla milk tea to defend himself, "Hogsmeade is too cold and too dark. I like a brighter place. "

Lucius nodded noncommittally, and took another sip of milk tea that was dense and mellow in the mouth, with the perfect combination of milk and tea aroma, and planned to go back and bring some to Sissi.

"Your milk tea is good. Where did you buy it? I'll go check out the store." Lucius drank the cup gracefully and quickly, then turned to Sif.

Hearing this, Sif almost choked on his milk tea. He coughed and secretly lamented that the Malfoy family was so wealthy that they had to buy a store to drink milk tea.

"It's made in the shop I own. If you like it, I can give you the address and give you the recipe." He replied helplessly. Anyway, the milk tea recipe is not complicated. With Lucius' keen taste, he might drink it a few more times. Just guessed it.

Lucius stared at him and glanced up and down, as if he couldn't believe that this junior was so generous.

"You're not holding something bad, are you? Do you want my help?" He poured another cup of milk tea and drank it by himself.

"Indeed..." Sifula said with a long tone. Seeing his expression change, he slightly raised the corners of his lips and said quietly, "Drinking too much milk tea will make you fat...and you will get older..."

Lucius paused while holding the cup and continued to drink milk tea as if nothing had happened, without saying anything more about acquiring a store.

The two of them chatted for a while, and then there was the sound of the door being unlocked.

"Sev, I'm back." The boy's clear voice reached their ears as the door opened.

Lucius was curious about what Sif's brother looked like, so he turned to look over.

The two looked at each other, Tom's smile was still gentle, but Lucius' expression changed.

That familiar face, those dazzling red eyes, and that iconic smile...

Lucius' hand holding the cup trembled slightly. Isn't this what Voldemort looked like when he was a boy? He had seen it in his father's memory, but Voldemort at that time was even more youthful and gloomy.

He didn't even have time to think about why Voldemort was here, so he could only lower his head and drink milk tea to hide his panic.

Tom's smile paused for a moment, and soon returned to normal. He put the toys confiscated from Harry into the storage box, his face showing surprise at the right time.

But he knew in his heart that Lucius's damn reaction clearly meant he recognized him.

Well, he shouldn't compare himself to a ghost, Tom sighed inwardly, after all, he is so powerful, handsome, and powerful, Lucius should be the ghost.

But the milk tea in Lucius's hand made him squint his eyes. The joy of not meeting the juniors for a long time faded away, and there was a bit of unhappiness in his eyes.

It seemed that he was still not busy enough. He had time to see Sif, and he was dressed so flashy. Tom glanced at Lucius and decided to find something for him to do.

Lucius felt the cold gaze, and the corners of his lips twitched unnaturally, but he still straightened his back.

"Tom, do you want to eat out or at home?" Sifu turned around and asked, seemingly unaware of the strange atmosphere between them.

Tom looked at Lucius, who had regained his elegance, and then at Sev, who had a calm expression. He thought for a while and gave his answer.

"Eat at home, I'll cook." Tom smiled softly, but his eyes were full of sternness. He looked at Lucius warningly, as if he wanted to eat someone.

Lucius swallowed and clenched the cup unconsciously. Did Severus know that there was a demon in his family?

Silver blinked when he heard this and turned to ask Lucius's opinion.

What about the food Voldemort cooked? What did he eat? Even if he dared to eat it, he was afraid that it would be cursed by Voldemort.

At this moment, Tom appeared at the kitchen door with a carrot and broke it where Lucius could see it.

There was a click, and the sound seemed to explode in Lucius's ears.

Lucius felt a chill on his neck, as if Voldemort had broken his neck instead of the carrot.

"Haha, Sev, I'm just kidding. Narcissa is waiting for me to go back for dinner at home." Lucius smiled awkwardly, put down the cup and straightened his sleeves.

Sifu glanced at him suspiciously and said that he was the one who stayed to eat, and he was the one who was leaving. He really didn't understand.

"Okay then, I'll give you the potion you ordered." Sif didn't force it, turned around and walked into the potion room.

Lucius quickly followed him. He didn't want to be alone with Voldemort!

The two quickly took the potion and came out of the potion room. When passing the kitchen, Lucius took a quick look.

Looking at his skillful cooking movements, Lucius felt a wave of confusion in his heart. He wanted to know who Voldemort was? That is an aristocrat who has no fingers in the spring water! Moreover, he had never been treated like this by Voldemort since he was a child.

Lucius blinked hard. He must go back and ask his father if his friendship with Voldemort was true. Moreover, why did Voldemort grow in reverse?

Sif watched Lucius leave in a hurry, as if there was a dog chasing him behind him, his hair was messed up as he ran.

Tsk tsk tsk, where have the aristocratic etiquette gone?

"Sev, do you want fried shrimp today?" Tom asked, standing at the door of the kitchen when he saw that Sev hadn't come in yet.

"Eat! Cut some more potatoes, and I'll make twice-cooked pork with potatoes for you to eat."

Sif put Lucius's problem behind him, closed the door, replied with a smile, rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen.