[Comprehensive Manga] The good year of making copies

Tom's education gradually got on the right track, Xia Chuan changed from nesting in the bookstore in Diagon Alley to nesting in the study of Malfoy's house every day, and would rush back to train Tom at night.

Xia Chuan finally intuitively realized the physical gap between ordinary humans—ordinary humans who have not been processed by virtual attribute points—and elves.

There is no comparison at all.

Xia Chuan almost wanted to hide his face, and finally understood why so many game masters couldn't bear to commit suicide.

The psychological gap is too great.It doesn't matter if he wants to make money, but those dead house players who regard the game as their life, after leaving the two-dimensional and returning to the cruel reality of the three-dimensional, the gap is not so big.

Even if there is a dream forgetting system, the difference between being admired and watched by thousands of people on the road and being despised by others is a dead house or even being unable to find a job.

Xia Chuan recalled his body with barely visible muscles and little strength, compared with the current vest, and suddenly felt that his nerves were really thick before.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door of the study, Xia Chuan looked towards the door in surprise, glanced at Olierno, who was unresponsive, put down the book in his hand, walked over and opened the door.

"Father..." The short-haired platinum-blond boy stared blankly at the black-haired man who opened the door for him, and the words that came out of his mouth stopped abruptly.

Xia Chuan turned his head to look at Big Malfoy who raised his head from the pile of parchments, pondered whether he could continue to stay with his current friendliness, but in the end he was still not sure, so he turned around and picked a few books and held them in his arms, transferred The position is in the guest room.

Counting the days, he has been in this dungeon for almost four years, and the GM has not appeared again, and he gave up looking for it two years ago.

It's better to complete the task quickly than to find a GM - he thought so.

In the past four years, Aurierno Malfoy's affection for him has risen from 14 to 31. Xia Chuan feels that he has definitely broken the record of NPC favorability in the virtual world OL.No one can endure spending four years with an NPC day and night.

After gaining Malfoy's favorability, staying in the wizarding world is obviously much easier, just like getting rich.

It was widely rumored that Patriarch Malfoy had a beautiful black-haired lover, and Malfoy once expressed his apology to Xia Chuan about this—but the elves didn't care too much.

Abrasax Malfoy watched the black-haired man disappear around the corner with the book in his arms, turned his head to look at his father who had half-closed eyes, and gently closed the door.

This is not the first time he has seen this man at home, with an oriental face, looking very delicate.His father called him Xia Chuan—that was a very awkward pronunciation.

There were many rumors about his father's lover in Slytherin College. Abraxas didn't say much about it. His mother had been dead for many years, and it was a good thing that his father could find someone he could rely on.

"Father, I'm back."

Olierno nodded, picked up the quill again, raised his eyelids and looked at his son who was hesitating at the door: "What's wrong?"

"That Xia Chuan..."

"Huh?" Olierno shifted his gaze to his son and squinted his eyes: "What do you want to ask?"

"...Father, will I call Xia Chuan's mother?" Mr. Malfoy looked at his father, speaking clearly without any delay.

Big Malfoy: "..."

Xia Chuan with the chat panel open: "..."

"You're thinking too much." Olierno rubbed the space between his brows, "Besides, didn't I tell you that Xia Chuan's real name is Celegon Jalannold?"

"...Ah." Abraxas responded with some doubts, and after recalling it for a while, he only felt a vague sense of familiarity.

"Even if I think you call him that, there is no hope... Forget it, it doesn't matter much." Olierno waved his hand to check the time of appearance, and tidied up the piles of parchment on the table, "Let's go , it's time to eat."

Xia Chuan grabbed a handful of Floo powder, walked to the fireplace, nodded slightly to Malfoy and his son who came downstairs, and walked into the fireplace with two books in their arms.

He never dined with Malfoy and his son, and he preferred to leave the three meals to his own children.

"Tom." Xia Chuan walked out of the fireplace and greeted Tom who was in the living room, and put the book and cloak in his hand into the hands of Andre who was waiting aside, "Put it in the study."

After walking two steps, Xia Chuan turned around and said to Andre as if remembering something: "It's almost the social season, remember to help me choose the invitation letter."

In the past few years, he has been doing well in the upper class of London.The beautiful face and decent manners have attracted many young ladies.

Participating in some social dances can check whether the nobles with a long history have Horcrux-related things in their hands, and get acquainted with each other on the upper floors. Anything will be easy to deal with in the future, especially after he leaves this instance, Tom's future.

You can't get along in the wizarding world, and there's the Muggle world, right?

And every time under the banner of accepting the results of the professor of etiquette, the feeling of seeing Tom surrounded by a group of women who exploded in motherhood is really... wonderful.

Andre agreed, turned and entered the study.

Xia Chuan took Tom to the restaurant and sat down.

The Filipino maids quickly served their lunch—Xia Chuan’s fruit, Tom’s steak, and Nagini’s favorite lamb chops.

There was no extra sound at the dining table, Xia Chuan looked at the fresh fruit with some distress, and glanced at the steak eaten by one person and one snake next to him.

—He wants to eat too.

He is not a real elf, eating fruit for a few years is enough, but eating meat is uncomfortable.

A small piece of steak exuding a tempting aroma was stretched out in front of him. Xia Chuan glanced at the innocent Tom, snorted coldly, and took a bite of the apple angrily.

How could such a naive and lovely child grow crooked?

Although as a high-ranking person, you should not show your emotions...but...

Xia Chuan glanced at Tom, who was smiling warmly, and continued to eat apples with small bites. He had no interest in guessing what a kid was thinking.

The reason why the British are overweight is - their afternoon tea.

Autumn is here, and the sun is no longer as strong as in midsummer. Sitting in the courtyard enjoying black tea and snacks is the happiest time of the day for Xiachuan.

"Galagon." Tom sat opposite Xia Chuan, looked at Xia Chuan who was flipping through the books quickly, and squinted: "What are you looking for?"

"Huh? Horcruxes." Xia Chuan replied reflexively, looked up at Tom in a daze, after a while, muttered something, lowered his head and continued to read the books he brought from Malfoy Manor.

He also bluntly asked Olierno if he knew about Horcruxes, but the man confused him vaguely.

He knew, but didn't want to tell him.Or the Horcrux is a taboo, a taboo that Malfoy avoids.

"You came to the human world just for the Horcrux?"

Xia Chuan took a sip of black tea and looked at Tom with a distressed expression, "Don't think too much, you are only 11 years old."

"Don't forget who told me to learn this." Tom frowned, "You're leaving after you found the Horcrux?"

"Ah...probably." Xia Chuan replied vaguely. He didn't know whether he would be released immediately after completing the main story line. If there were any branch lines dragging him down, he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

"I don't want you to find it."

"..." Xia Chuan glanced at Tom expressionlessly, then turned his gaze back to the book he was holding in his hand, stared at it for a long time, and closed the book forcefully with a "snap".He picked up the black tea on the table and drank it in one gulp, it was a bit bitter, and the exquisite porcelain cup made a crisp sound when it hit the porcelain saucer.

"Thank you for your blessing, Mr. Riddle." Xia Chuan narrowed his eyes, "I think the Hogwarts notice is coming soon."

Tom suddenly looked up at Xia Chuan, his face was full of grievances and discomfort.

Holding the book in his arms, Xia Chuan took the cloak in Andre's hand and put it on, went back to the living room without looking sideways, grabbed a handful of Floo powder and walked into the fireplace.

Trapped in this dungeon for four years, he almost forgot what the original world should be like.

Every day, he searched through books in Malfoy's study, hoping to find clues related to the Horcrux—even if it was just a trace.

He knew his situation was bad, and that damn main quest was the only way out he could find.Tom is his closest person in this dungeon, so it's okay not to wish him good luck, and it's really unpleasant to confide his innermost feelings so bluntly.

Although he knew that he was venting his anger by giving vent to the smoldering fire in his heart, he also understood that Tom regarded him as an important family member.But he still couldn't accept it...

It's like the dream that has been working hard has been denied by the closest person.

...that's really bad.

……

"What happened?" Olierno looked at the elf who was obviously in a bad mood with some surprise, and sat opposite him with a soothing heart.

"Tom..." Xia Chuan tugged at his hair irritably, his expressionless face clearly reflected his current emotions.

Big Malfoy asked the house elf to bring up a plate of fruit: "What's wrong?"

Xia Chuan took an olive unceremoniously: "I think we had a fight... I think it was my one side."

This surprised Malfoy even more. In his eyes, Xia Chuan has always been a good father who loves his children... no, he is a good brother who loves his younger brother.I don't know why there is a conflict with the little guy he adopted?

"Elves have a long lifespan—I will leave here after I get what I want." Xia Chuan gave up the image and nestled in the soft sofa, "But Tom doesn't want me to go."

"The lifespan of a wizard is about 200 years. You don't want to stay?"

"Why do I stay here? To see him marry a wife and have children and then die of old age? Why?" Xia Chuan became more and more irritable: "I want to go home! I can't go back until I get that thing! I want to go home!"

Big Malfoy looked at the annoyed look of the elf who had never had such a big emotional ups and downs, and calmly analyzed Xia Chuan's words.

Can't go home without a Horcrux?

In his impression, Horcruxes were not a good thing. What would an elf want Horcruxes for?

Xia Chuan finally realized his gaffe, covered his face and tried to calm himself down, but failed in the end.

He groaned, and asked the platinum noble sitting next to him full of pain and confusion: "Where can there be a massacre? I'm going crazy!"

"Huh?" Malfoy was puzzled.

"...what do you think of the virgin forests of Brazil?"