[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

Because of what Draco said about the interpretation of the Malfoy family, Lambert decided to formally introduce the other two members of his family to the Malfoys at dinner—the old man and Al.

In fact, all he's been worried about is that only Draco is on their side, and his father still wants to wait and see or something, after all, trying to get their family to side with Dumbledore sounds downright epic level of difficulty.

It's all right now, as long as he knows that Draco's attitude can represent Malfoy, he's somewhat relieved.

Divide the letters at hand into several categories, and he has already dealt with all the invitation letters from other pure-blood families that had to be returned.All that remained were other bits and pieces of greetings, and letters from his friends, which arrived with the Christmas presents.

Al no longer sprayed out the fireplace from the fireplace like a prank, turning things from No. 75 in Castle Combe, but neatly transferred all the gifts to Lambert's studio, and the gifts were piled up at this moment A hill taller than him came out.

Stretching out his hand, he pushed all the hair on his forehead back and let it go, letting them all fall back to his forehead, blocking his smooth forehead. Lambert breathed out softly, sat on the bench with his arms folded, and couldn't help talking to himself. He said: "Why do you receive so many banquet invitations from other families this year?"

See how handsome he looks this year?He can understand the greeting, what's the matter with the banquet invitation?

Draco glanced at him, snorted, and said, "Because some people are always very forgetful about their age - in fact, 16 is a good age to get engaged. Think about it, an inherited For a pure-blood family, there is nothing more attractive than a wizard who has established an ancient and prestigious family and accumulated a large amount of wealth in a short period of time, but also happens to be single."

Lambert didn't know what he was thinking of, and his face changed strangely. After a long time, he glanced at Draco with a complicated expression, then looked away at the tall stack of letters, and asked in an inexplicable tone: "So...they are inviting Shall I go...on a blind date?"

Blind date? ? ? ?Draco frowned at the word, but had to admit it was very apt.

Lambert clicked his tongue, shook his head and replied, "Let's forget it."

At some point, the big cat also slipped in, and was spinning around Lambert's feet at the moment, the soft fur rubbed against his ankle, a little itchy.He looked down at Big Meow, simply stood up from the bench, and walked to the pile of gifts—the gifts for his friends were sent out as early as yesterday, and now he only needs to be responsible for unpacking them.

He randomly picked out the one with the card and opened it, only to find that it was for Draco at the beginning, and he turned to look at him suspiciously: "You wrote my home address?"

Draco walked slowly over from the desk he had temporarily moved into the studio, sat down next to him, and responded lazily.

Lambert refused to think about what kind of relationship he and Draco had become in the eyes of those people, handed him the gift box in his hand, and he turned his head to look at the pile of mixed Christmas presents, wanting to draw out his wand very much Give them a category.

After thinking for a long time, he found no, so he sat down beside the pile of presents in frustration, looked at the pile of presents in front of him, stroked the big cat's hair and asked Draco: "Tell me that these are all gifts from you. I don’t have to bother looking for it to take it apart.”

Draco squinted at his laziness, and handed him the newly opened box in his hand: "It's a pity, the number of gifts we received is estimated to be five or five cents, and the fact is that you have to open it with me here A surprise from them."

Seemingly thinking of something interesting, he narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Lambert again, and added without haste: "Of course, if you want to save on opening presents for Christmas in the future Steps, you can consider asking them to put your gift in the one for me, believe me, I will be happy to do this for you."

Lambert twitched the corners of his mouth, his emerald green eyes looked at him calmly, and after a while he uttered a word: "Dream."

Draco shrugged his shoulders, as if he had guessed the answer long ago, turned back and continued to dismantle his share without changing his expression. On the ground next to him, brooches, cufflinks, robes, cloaks, perfume, and a box of brand new materials had already been taken out. High-end wizard chess, and a copy of "Guide to Raising Dragons" - Lambert felt that the person who gave him this was definitely a genius.

The gifts Lambert received can generally be classified into two categories, handmade works, books, and gone.

He felt that the differential treatment of these guys was too obvious!

Moreover, Pansy, Blaise and others also specially added in the greeting card that it is really difficult to give him a gift, because he opened the [Miracle] himself, so every time they consider Lambert's gift, they have to rule out a big one. category.

This pot is thrown away, Lambert just wants to give them a wave of 666.

All afternoon, Lambert and Draco opened presents in the studio, and even Angela and Astoria's presents.How should I put it... When dismantling Astoria's share, he had mixed feelings.

Lambert was inexplicably relieved that there was only a beautiful line of Merry Christmas on the card.

At this moment, Draco beside him snorted lightly, the displeasure in that tone was so obvious that it was about to overflow.

Lambert looked at the few remaining gifts and asked him, "Where did you give them?"

Draco glanced lazily at those packages, and replied calmly: "It's not in here." When he was speaking, he didn't know what to think, and turned his head slightly to prevent Lambert from seeing the expression on his face.

Lambert: ...? ? ?

This year, he directly gave Draco a set of his family's collection of black magic books, plus a set of wand care products, but why did he feel that the other party wanted to give more expensive than this?

……illusion?

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The atmosphere at dinner was quite harmonious, and the food on the table was also very rich. Lambert had to admit that the house elf's talent in cooking was indeed many times higher than that of Al.

This could give him the déjà vu of having a dinner at the long table at Hogwarts.

Yige obviously had more experience in participating in this kind of group banquet than him, and had a good chat with Lucius about black magic, and even chatted about the types of magic that the 28 different families of pure blood were good at.

The big meow was happily eating beside the sofa with its luxurious pork belly set meal.

After the dinner, Lucius and Narcissa went back to their room to deal with various letters. Obviously, the content of the letter from the pure-blood family to Malfoy's Patriarch was much more tricky than that to Lambert. After all, Lucius Narcissa and Narcissa have clearly expressed their attitude of no longer supporting the Dark Lord. They must try their best to draw as many allies in the same camp as possible.

But looking at the back of Lucius leaving in a hurry, Lambert felt that he might not be going well in the process of trying.

For a pure-blood family whose family interests are above everything else, if it is not the time to stand in line, they will try to remain neutral as much as possible.Even for some families, they are willing to pay a huge price to relocate their family and leave Europe, a place of right and wrong—in fact, the wizarding environment in the United States has been quite good in recent years.

Of course, this kind of behavior is bound to require a huge price, and it even means giving up all the family connections in Europe in recent years, etc., so some families choose to live in seclusion, such as Shafiq, who was rarely heard before. .

Lambert was lazily leaning on the back of the chair in the living room, basking in the fire in the fireplace in a daze—he was actually not very used to celebrating Christmas. The feeling that he doesn't need to think too much because everyone else is on vacation.

After a while, he looked away from the fireplace and saw Draco coming out of his studio. After looking back for a few seconds, he realized that something was wrong—Huh?

He stood up from the sofa curiously and walked over there. The big cat who had been struggling with the pillow looked up at him suspiciously, and called him twice, "Lan Xixi?"

It also thought that Lambert was going to sit on the sofa until the recess time.

Driven by curiosity, Big Cat jumped down from the sofa lightly and quietly followed Lambert's pace.

The background in the studio is changed automatically according to the new settings of Lambert and Big Meow. It changes every 48 hours. The feeling of Christmas leaping to the countryside in spring in an instant.

What caught his attention even more was an extra letter on the table, on which the green seal of the Malfoy family was particularly conspicuous.

When he picked it up, the weight made Lambert realize that there were not only papers in it, but also other small things——

After opening the envelope of the letter with a letter opener, an old and familiar key fell into his palm.Familiar because it looks like the key to the Gringotts vault.

Take out the letter, the above content is as follows:

Dear Lambert,

Was going to give something else, but since someone once said that if I gave him the key to the Malfoy's vault for free, he would take it—

Then, I offer you the key to the vault of the future heir to the Malfoy family.

ps: Do you dare to return and try?

Signed: Yours, Draco Malfoy.

Lambert wanted to return the gift to Draco as soon as he read the letter.

He remembered that in the first year of school, Draco went to the Ministry of Magic to receive a bounty of eight thousand Galleons in his own name, and he was still upset because he didn't give himself four thousand.

At that time, Lambert would never have imagined that one day, Draco Malfoy would give all his property with both hands.

Lambert's brain froze for nearly five minutes until Iger walked up to him.

"You look distressed, kid." The old man who had packed himself up extra grandly on Christmas Day, and even arranged his messy beard into a neat tie around his chin like Dumbledore's, appeared beside him.

Lambert nodded in bewilderment.

"Yes..." he answered, the strange thing is that at the moment Ig appeared, there seemed to be a circuit in his brain that quickly resumed normal operation, which enabled him to answer the other party's question very clearly even while being confused. question:

"I should give him more..." He swallowed back the words that followed.

What more?More expensive gifts?for example?

Iggy seemed to know his predicament, and unfolded towards him the new decoration on his right hand. It was a ring that Lambert had never seen before, but he realized what it was almost immediately——

Peverell's Patriarchal Ring.

"Now it's yours, boy, and it's up to you to decide to give it to another future owner of the Peverells. Of course, after I found it, I've recently reconsidered it. The function has been slightly modified, and it has a strong positive energy that can counteract the effects of powerful black magic—I think it will help you." Iger took off the ring in his hand and handed it to Lambert, as if suggesting him Just give this to Draco.

Lambert took the ring and stared at the patterns on it carefully. The front of the silver ring was inlaid with emerald stones, which looked like emeralds, but they didn't look like emeralds, but there seemed to be liquid flowing inside the gemstones. Wait for him to look carefully. When it was time, a pattern gradually floated on it, a pattern drawn by a magic wand, a stone and a looming cloak, which strangely and harmoniously pieced together the Peverell family crest.

Two seconds later, he put the ring on the ring finger of his right hand. Subconsciously, as if he knew how to use it, he squeezed the body of the ring hard, and the ring wrapped around his finger as if consciously.

Yige looked at him with a smile, and announced: "From now on, only you can take it off, and it will only recognize people you recognize."

"Merry Christmas, kid." Seeing Lambert looking up at him, Iggy said again with a smile. His light-colored eyes usually looked a little emotionless, but now they were full of obvious tenderness.

Lambert couldn't help smiling and replied, "Merry Christmas, Ig, I hope you like the gift I gave you—I've already let the house elf put it in your room."

He looked down at the ring in his hand again, and whispered back, "As for it—I think I'll have to think again. I... I'm not sure..."

Iggy saw his gaze became more gentle, and replied kindly: "Don't worry, child, teach everything to time, it can help you choose the most suitable one for you."