HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

"Father, are you looking for me?" Draco said as he came in from outside the study.

Lucius turned around and looked at him and said, "Draco, you should understand what the Greengrass family head means, right?"

Draco immediately became serious when this was mentioned. He looked at Lucius seriously and said, "I understand, father."

Lucius nodded with relief and said, "The Greengrass family is just the beginning. I hope you understand who the Malfoy family should choose."

Draco slowly raised his head, his eyes revealing determination and confidence, and looked at the table not far away in the study.

That was his exclusive desk, and on the desk was an exquisite magic crystal ball, which was a birthday gift Wuyou had given him before.

She said that when the room is filled with the breath of love, the snowflakes in the crystal ball will dance lightly.

At this moment, the snowflakes in the magic crystal ball are dancing gently, like little elves jumping in the air.

A happy smile appeared on Draco's face, and then he whispered, "Father, I only like Mavis!" His voice was firm and powerful, and he was declaring his feelings to Lucius.

Lucius looked at the crystal ball, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and said gently: "Ms. Mavis is indeed a very outstanding candidate. The position of Mrs. Malfoy is very suitable for her. But you must treat other ladies from pure-blood families as gentlemen."

Hearing his father's words, Draco felt an overwhelming joy in his heart and nodded happily to show that he understood.

Even though Draco had known for a long time that Lucius did not object to his relationship with Mavis, he still felt extremely excited and happy to hear his father express his approval of the girl he loved.

However, Lucius paused and said, "Although she is a good choice, it does not mean that she is the only choice. With Malfoy's honor, you have enough people to choose from in the British wizarding world."

Draco looked at him firmly and said, "No, Father, I only want Mavis."

Lucius paused and said, "Your mother and I will not object, but I hope you can maintain the attitude of the Malfoy family. We don't need to kowtow and wrong ourselves."

Draco nodded and said, "I understand father."

Lucius nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand, indicating that Draco could leave.

Watching Draco leave, Lucius revealed a barely perceptible smile on his face, and then he turned his gaze again to the magic crystal ball on the table that was sparkling with mysterious light.

He gently stroked the surface of the crystal ball, feeling the magic contained in it.

This crystal ball is very similar to the gift he once gave to his wife Narcissa, and it represents love and warmth.

"The magic triggered by love is the same as the music box I once gave to Sissi." Lucius murmured to himself, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

He recalled every moment of his acquaintance with Narcissa, and those wonderful times were more dazzling than the light in the crystal ball.

Then he raised his head and looked at the bright moon outside the window. Tonight, the bright moonlight sprinkled on Malfoy Manor, covering the entire manor with a layer of silver glow.

He smiled slightly and said silently in his heart: "Mavis, I welcome you to become the next wife of the Malfoy family."

This sentence is both an expectation for the future and a firm belief in family heritage.

As a member of the Malfoy family, they shoulder great responsibilities and missions, and choosing a suitable partner is crucial to the continuation and development of the family.

If Mavis becomes the next Mrs. Malfoy, her wisdom, courage and background will definitely bring new vitality and opportunities to the entire family.

He hoped that his son would be as lucky as him, and that the person he loved would have a strong background and pure bloodline.

After Draco left the study, he felt particularly happy. He strolled in the corridor, his heart full of joy and satisfaction. His father's words just now made his heart beat faster, as if the whole world became beautiful.

He really wanted to find Mavis immediately and tell her the good news, but he knew he had to remain calm and not be too impulsive.

After all, he was not sure what Mavis really meant. Draco took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

After a while, he walked towards the side hall with firm steps. However, just as he was about to reach his destination, a burst of cheerful laughter suddenly came from the other side of the corridor.

He couldn't help but frown, feeling an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, because these were the voices of Mavis and Theodore.

Ever since he found out that Theodore also liked Mavis, Draco felt nervous every time he saw the two of them together.

So when he came to the corner and saw Mavis' back, he shouted anxiously: "Mavis!"

When Wuyou heard his voice, she immediately turned around and asked with a happy smile on her face: "Draco? You're back?"

Seeing Mavis' smile, his mood gradually calmed down. He straightened his face and walked quickly to Wuyou, asking unhappily, "Why are you here? Why are you walking around so late at night?"

"What's wrong with you, Draco? This is your home. There's no danger, so what are you afraid of? And isn't Theodore still with me?" Wuyou said with a smile.

"Of course I know! But..." Draco stopped halfway through his words. Wuyou blinked, waiting curiously for Draco's next words.

But Draco just pouted, took her arm and said, "Come on, you are my dance partner, but we haven't danced today!"

Wuyou burst out laughing and said, "What kind of excuse is that? Draco, what's wrong with you? Why are you being so weird?"

Draco tilted his head and said, "I'm not weird, and you promised to dance with me today, and I want to go now!"

Wuyou shook his head helplessly and dotingly said: "Okay, okay, I get it." After that, Wuyou looked at Theodore and said: "Let's go, Theodore, let's go together."

Theodore smiled and nodded and walked to the other side of Wuyou. Draco took a look and immediately pulled Wuyou to his other side.

Wuyou looked at him with confusion and asked, "What's wrong with you, Draco?"

Draco raised his head and said, "Malfoy always stands in the middle!" Theodore glanced at him lightly and said nothing.

Wuyou shook his head slightly and said with amusement: "How old is Xiaolong this year? Why is he still so childish? Huh?"

Draco raised his face proudly and replied: "No matter how old I am, I will always walk in the middle!"

Wuyou covered his mouth and laughed, "Okay, I'll remember this. No matter how old you are, you're always a childish ghost! Hahaha!"

"No, I'm not. Don't laugh at me!" Draco retorted immediately.

"Hahaha!" Although Wuyou tried very hard to hold back her laughter, she couldn't help it when she saw Draco's shy and "viciously threatening" expression.

After returning to the side hall, Theodore sat quietly alone on the sofa, while Wuyou was brought to the dance floor by Draco.

Adrian and Pansy were also dancing at this time, but looking at Adrian's smile, Wuyou always felt that there was a hint of sadness in it.

This feeling made her feel a little confused, because Derian was always joking around.

However, she didn't have time to ponder this question because she had to start another dance.

Following the rhythm of the music, Wuyou and Draco continued dancing on the dance floor.

Draco stared at her intently, using just the right amount of strength in his hands to guide her through each dance step.

Wuyou's figure is agile and graceful. She dances like an elf in the water. Her elegant dance moves accompanied by light steps are like a blooming flower, delicate and pleasant.

Draco displayed his usual confidence and grace. His dance steps were steady and powerful, yet elegant. He and Wuyou cooperated so well together, as if they had danced this dance countless times before.

While dancing, Wuyou gradually forgot everything around her. She was immersed in the melody of the music, feeling Draco's breath and body temperature.

"It seems that your dancing is getting better and better!" Draco said with a smile, his eyes full of joy as he looked at her.

Wuyou smiled proudly and said, "Of course, you taught me how to dance!"

Hearing this, Draco couldn't help but think back to the first time they danced together, and a smile appeared on his face.

At that time, Wuyou was so clumsy that he tripped over himself every two dance steps. He even managed to do such difficult moves as stepping on his right foot with his left foot, which was really hilarious.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but chuckle softly, as if the scene was right in front of him.

Wuyou also knew that he must be laughing at the funny way she stepped on her left foot with her right foot when she first started learning ballroom dancing. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh.

In her mind, dancing and sword practice were two completely different things. When practicing sword skills, she could learn any difficult moves after practicing a dozen times, but when dancing, it was as if she didn't know her hands and feet, which made Draco laugh.

The laughter and joy continued until the end of the banquet. When Wuyou was about to leave with Mu Bai, Draco still held her hand tightly, as if he was reluctant to let go.

His eyes were full of reluctance and anticipation, as if he wanted to say something very, very important but didn't know where to start.

Draco's face gradually changed, first pale and then flushed, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but found it difficult to speak.

After a long while, he finally uttered, "Mavis, you can stay in Malfoy Manor." There was a hint of pleading in his voice, as if he hoped to get a positive answer.

Wuyou smiled at him, then gently squeezed Draco's palm and said softly: "Okay Draco, how can I live in Malfoy Manor every day? This is not appropriate! Besides, we will meet at Hogwarts in a few days! Although we will be separated for a short time during this period, it will only be a few days, and we will write to each other every day!"

Draco's heart tightened, as if he was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

But he still took a deep breath, raised his head, tried to calm his eyes, and said to Wuyou: "See you at school." After that, he slowly let go of Wuyou's hand, a trace of reluctance and loss flashed in his eyes.

Wuyou just thought it was a child's idea of ​​​​being greedy for friends. After all, she used to like to let her friends stay with her at her house for a few more days. So she just smiled and waved to Draco, then turned and walked towards Mu Bai in the distance.

Draco watched her silently until she walked up to Mu Bai, took his hand, and left Malfoy Manor together. She got on the Nott family's carriage at the door and gradually disappeared from his sight.

Draco stood there quietly, looking at the direction where Wuyou left, feeling bitter in his heart, and murmured, "Mavis, why do you only spend Christmas with Theodore? This is the third time you have refused to spend Christmas with me. Why do you choose him every time? You are willing to favor me in everything, so why not on Christmas? Can't you always favor me?"

The head of the Nott family rarely goes home for Christmas. Now that she has been in the UK for four years, the head of the Nott family has only been at home for one Christmas, so this year Mavis will go to celebrate Christmas with Theodore just like last year.

The Changsun family has always celebrated Christmas in a casual manner. After all, in the eyes of Chinese people, the Spring Festival is the most grand festival.

But the British attach great importance to Christmas, so Mavis couldn't bear to see Theodore standing alone and pitifully in the empty manor again. She stared at the garden through the glass window of the study.

At this time, Theodore and Wuyou were sitting in the carriage. Maybe because they had too much fun at the banquet today, Wuyou was smiling even when he dozed off in the carriage.

Theodore slowly approached Wuyou, letting her lean on his shoulder without her noticing.

He gazed at Wuyou's sleeping face quietly, feeling a sense of joy in his heart. He just looked at Wuyou's peaceful sleeping face quietly until the carriage stopped.

Theodore gently pushed Wuyou and woke her up softly: "Mavis, we are home."

Wuyou rubbed her eyes, looked at Theodore in a daze, then half-lay on him and followed him out of the carriage. Because she was drowsy, she walked with one foot here and one foot there, floating around like she was drunk.

Theodore smiled as he looked at the girl half lying on him in a daze. He stopped hugging Wuyou and said softly, "Mavis, if you are too sleepy, let me carry you in, okay?"

Wuyou was also very sleepy, so when he asked her to carry him in, she nodded trustingly. Even when she lay in his arms, she thought she was lying on his back.

Theodore looked at her tenderly and smiled, then gently picked her up and walked towards the manor.

The house-elf Lot had been waiting for Theodore and Wuyou to come back at the gate of the main building of the manor. When he saw them from afar, he opened the door excitedly.

It had long discovered that Theodore liked Mavis, and it also liked Mavis, so when it saw Theodore bought the Chinese recipe, it excitedly asked Theodore to let it learn the recipe.

When Theodore heard it say that it learned the recipe for Mavis, he gave it the recipe without saying a word. Ever since Wuyou had eaten the Chinese food made by Lotte, he often came to Nott Manor to play.

Every time they had a meal, she would praise Lot's cooking skills generously, and for this reason, Lot liked cooking more and more.

Whenever Theodore thought of this, he was extremely glad that he bought the cookbook from China.

Theodore brought Wuyou back to the guest room specially prepared for her. As soon as Wuyou touched the bed, she kicked off her shoes and rolled into the quilt.

Theodore was amused by her actions and whispered, "Good night, Mavis, see you tomorrow."

Theodore quietly left the room and closed the door. He looked at the closed door and said, "Mavis, can you please look at me too? I really hope that in the future, except for Christmas, I can be alone with you like this."