This is... discovered?

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched. He hesitated for a few seconds between running away immediately and apologizing and giving an explanation. Concerned about the mysterious power that might still be lurking in the fireplace flames waiting for an opportunity, Harry finally chose the latter. Or, the black-haired, green-eyed boy turned his back to the person who was hurrying over behind him, with a perfect smile on his lips before turning around. "Hi, I'm Harry Potter, accidentally... eh, yes, it's you?!" Almost called out Draco's name directly, but fortunately, his tongue was not very flexible due to the impact he had just received Harry was able to change his words before then, but it still seemed to arouse Malfoy's suspicion.

"Are you... the man I met in Diagon Alley last vacation?" Draco didn't seem to have heard Harry's self-introduction just now, he looked up and down the boy with black hair and green eyes who was about the same height as him , frowning tightly: "How did you get in here, I don't think you will get permission from Father." Between is no longer completely childish, began to have some juvenile taste.Now, the boy was looking critically at Harry's clothes, which were obviously from the Muggle world, but tried hard not to show disgust.

"That's what I just wanted to explain," Harry smiled innocently, and he spread his hands to both sides helplessly, making a gesture to show that he had no malice: "I just appeared on the Floo trip." I asked some questions, and then I accidentally fell out of here..." While talking, Harry reached out and touched the ornately decorated fireplace behind him. It looks so embarrassing.

"It's impossible, you're lying!" Draco's expression didn't loosen at all because of Harry's explanation, the blond boy slightly narrowed his blue-gray eyes, which became extremely sharp at a certain moment : "You better explain clearly how you got in." His movements are not slow, at least compared to a 13-year-old little wizard, he can already be said to be very good.The boy quickly drew his blackthorn wand from the bottom of his sleeve, pointing the tip at Harry.

To be honest, it wasn't too late to change his mind and escape from the fireplace, after all, all he needed to put 13-year-old Draco in was a simple Stunning Charm, but Harry didn't do that.So far, he'd been just a poor little wizard who had strayed into the wrong fireplace, but if he attacked Draco at this point, for whatever reason, it would undoubtedly make things extraordinarily bad.You know, he doesn't want to provoke a pure-blood wizard family who is still in the limelight for no reason, nor does he want to attract Dumbledore's attention.

"Hey, let me tell you, at least let me know what's going on, you know, I don't know the specifics now." Harry was quite satisfied with his performance, no matter how he looked at it from any angle, he didn't show much. An obvious flaw, because what Harry said was basically the truth, only a part of it was slightly hidden. "Not everyone can come to the residence of the Malfoy family. Only those who have been recognized by their father will open the fireplace to him. If it was really unintentional, then you shouldn't have seen this entrance at all." Draco snorted coldly With a sound, the explanation given made Harry startled.The black-haired, green-eyed little savior sighed deeply, feeling that he was really tricked by Voldemort this time, how would he explain such a thing? !

At this time, there was a sound of steady footsteps outside the door, and an indifferent and arrogant voice came in from outside. An adult man very similar in appearance to Draco appeared at the door with his usual aristocratic posture, dark gray long and narrow His eyes were fixed on the strange boy by the fireplace. "Look who this is, an uninvited little guest... Now, tell me your name, boy!" Lucius Malfoy's voice suddenly sank, and he didn't see any movement, Harry The flame in the fireplace behind him was suddenly imprisoned by some kind of force, and even if Harry still wanted to escape, it was basically too late.

"Sorry, sir, my name is Harry Potter, a third-year student in Durmstrang, I originally wanted to go shopping for school supplies with Professor Andreas Michel today, but I didn't expect to travel on the Floo There were some accidents during the process..." Harry paused for a moment, with a slightly apologetic expression on his face: "I really didn't mean to break into your residence, please forgive me if I disturb you." Repeated just now Explaining to Draco, the little savior with black hair and green eyes tried his best to imitate the elegant demeanor of Chris in his memory.He adjusted his standing posture a little calmly, and the compelling aristocratic temperament was vividly displayed. In comparison, Draco, who was about the same age as him, was not so outstanding.

Aware of this fact, Patriarch Malfoy's pupils shrank unconsciously. He stared at Harry, and didn't speak immediately, as if he was thinking about something. It was Draco who broke the rigid atmosphere.

"Wait, you said you were Harry Potter?!" The blond boy finally realized what the name represented, and his blue-gray eyes almost flashed: "You have a scar, it's there, isn't it? ?” His tone was very agitated, and the gesture of pointing at people seemed impolite, but it was unexpectedly not so annoying.

Harry pursed the corners of his lips, and his expression became unattractive in an instant. He raised his hand almost in embarrassment, and his pale fingers trembled slightly to brush away the short black hair scattered on his forehead: "If you said If so, my answer is, yes." Draco stared at the slender lightning scar as if it were a golden medal of honor, while the adult Malfoy on one side focused on Harry on the reaction.

So this is the savior, the boy who is said to have defeated the Dark Lord, his master, 13 years ago?Lucius Malfoy observed Harry calmly. He was sure that the child was different from what he had imagined. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like an ordinary child, but he still found it incredible.In fact, he didn't really think that a baby could defeat that person. After all, he was one of the few people who had truly seen that person's otherworldly power and hadn't been silenced.

Let him say that even if Dumbledore faced that person, the chance of winning was only [-]%... a baby?Ha, that was a joke!Although he felt dismissive of this conclusion from the bottom of his heart, he never told anyone what he thought, not even his own son.However, at this moment, when he really saw the boy in front of him, the thought of the cunning and shrewd Patriarch Malfoy suddenly wavered a little. Even though the rumors were not completely true, there might be a part of it related to the boy in front of him. ?

"That's enough, Draco, don't be so rude, since you know each other, why don't you invite this little gentleman to your room for a while, I believe you will have a good time." Lucius still held his Noble emphasized, but he used Draco as an excuse to temporarily trip Harry.He is not sure how he should treat the little savior in front of him. If he strikes hard, it will undoubtedly attract the attention of Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic. After the master returns, what kind of punishment will he receive? It will definitely not be a simple Cruciatus.

"Long time no see, Lucius, my dear servant." The Demon King's voice sounded just right, right next to Lucius Malfoy's ear, the tall, blond-haired, gray-eyed wizard was stunned, his face revealing that With a look of panic, he looked around, but found nothing, but the voice still said in his ear: "I don't like talking here, Lucius, let's go to your study." Although there is no Seeing a real person, but the sound was enough to frighten his legs for a while, how dare the blond man make any small moves now, he reluctantly made his body stand upright, watching Draco take Harry up the stairs , I forced myself to walk into the study as naturally as possible.

There is a very wide armchair behind the desk, which is usually Lucius' place, but he didn't sit down there today, he closed the door carefully, made sure no one would come in, and knelt down on the ground superior. "Forgive me, master... His face was paler than usual, and his eyes trembled uncontrollably. It's just that Lucius couldn't hear Voldemort's reply, as if a cold air flow was blowing over him Wrapping around his body, the next moment, he saw a pure black, high-quality cloak appearing in front of him, and he could vaguely see the paleness underneath that appeared and disappeared with the movements of the master. "Why don't you dare to look at me, Lucius, haven't you been looking forward to my return? "It was no longer cold and high-pitched in memory, and the voice of the Demon King was extremely calm, but it was precisely because of this that the head of the Malfoy family felt unbearable pressure. Lucius unconsciously clenched his sleeve hidden under his sleeve. Fingers, he raised his head extremely slowly, and what appeared in his line of sight one after another were slender fingers, pale skin, and...a handsome, perfect face that one dared not look directly at.

Suddenly meeting those blood-colored eyes that seemed to see through everything, Lucius shuddered suddenly.He no longer dared to look directly at the returning Demon King, bowed his head deeply, and knelt down at the man's feet in an extremely docile posture.

"It's so boring, you just said...you want me to forgive you, Lucius?" Voldemort clicked his tongue softly, he bent down, and forcefully lifted the man's jaw with two fingers: "Then, you What did you do that requires the Dark Lord's forgiveness?" This sentence was simply a naked trap.However, even if he knew it was a trap, Lucius Malfoy could only explain tremblingly: "Master, I don't, it's just..."

"Enough, do you really think that what I need is your explanation?" He continued to speak, but Voldemort was not in the mood to listen to his explanation, and the devil sneered coldly: "I can let it go this time, but you have to know , the Dark Lord's patience is not without limit." The meaning of warning is enough, Voldemort does not intend to do too much, after all, the main purpose of him coming out to summon his not-so-loyal Death Eaters is not to punish ... "If I remember correctly, Draco should also be in the third year this year?" The devil raised his eyebrows casually, but his eyes locked on the blond man: "Let me guess, it's at Hogwarts, yes Is it?"

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