Dragon's Wealth Plan

face requirements. "

Just as Snape was about to attribute Lucius' attire to Malfoy's desire to be gorgeous in front of anyone and also in front of any dragon, Lucius opened his mouth to explain his behavior.

"I am sure to win the first place in this competition." Lucius curled his lips, "I heard that the king of the Dragon Clan intends to crown Miller as an adult after this competition. How could I miss such a good opportunity? ?”

"I never knew that you also had the idea of ​​immortality." Snape snorted coldly.

"Dear Severus, my old friend." Lucius said in that elegant aria-like aristocratic voice, "When I think that I will be a Malfoy forever, see Draco The son of Draco's son, the son of Draco's grandson... the birth of the son of Draco's grandson, watching them put the platinum-gold heads of the Malfoy family on their heads, doing the etiquette that only the pure-blooded nobles understand, using the platinum-gold unique The elegant and noble accent, calling my grandpa, grandpa, and ancestor..."

"I just think that longevity is not a bad thing, isn't it?" Lucius straightened his clothes and took two quick steps, "Bless me, old friend."

Snape couldn't help twitching his eyes, but didn't speak.

From a distance came the words of Lucius, who was about to take two steps to compete, "My dear old friend, Severus, if I become the main palace, I will cover you~ our Slytherin Friendship forever!"

Snape, with bulging veins, clenched his fist, and punched the void without restraint, unexpectedly the ground in front of him was cracked.

Snape stared wide-eyed at the presumably 'good thing' he'd done himself.

"Severus, in a situation you are not familiar with, hold back your strength." Gellert shook his head, "You know, Albus and I control our strength every step of the way to avoid any accidents occur."

"You and Albus?" Snape suddenly thought of something, he stretched out his hand to touch his head, and the delicate touch as a master of potions told him that there were also two bumps on his head, from the touch In terms of bumpiness, it is even more convex than the two 'old' 'wizards' in front of them.

"I won't either..." Snape looked at Dumbledore palely.

"Because of the contract you signed with Hogwarts, after Tom gave up your ownership, you automatically belong to Hogwarts. And Hogwarts belongs to Millardo." Dumbledore explained He said, "So, as your owner, when you were unconscious, Miller signed a contract with himself for you."

"As the first human treasure recognized by Miller, the words of your cunning platinum friend just now should confirm with you, your harem strategic alliance." Gellert added with a smile, "Malfoy You even have to participate in the competition to have the chance to be crowned by Miller, to be precise, you should be No.1 and the only one in the harem now, and it makes sense for you to cover him."

"Can I refuse..."

Gellert smiled brightly, "Maybe, you can try to say 'no' to His Majesty Miller."

"Speaking of Hogwarts~" Dumbledore changed the subject, "I'm trying to become the permanent headmaster of Hogwarts, you know I love children. Maybe Severus, you would like to be the permanent headmaster of Hogwarts Potions Master?"

"Can I refuse..."

Gellert's smile could even melt the hearts of the dragon girls who walked by to watch the competition, "Maybe, you can try to say 'no' to Albus."

"I don't think Severus would use 'no' to hurt the fragile heart of an old man." Dumbledore said with a smile, took Gellert's hand, and walked to the room occupied by Aqing and Ahong. Next to a good seat.

Snape figured it out, he couldn't refuse Lily's hand back then, so the back half of his body fell into the torment of regret.He couldn't refuse Lucius' hand back then, so he knew a trouble.He failed to reject the Dark Lord's hand back then, so he let go of his big mistake and could only atone for it with death.He failed to refuse Dumbledore's hand back then, so he signed a contract with Hogwarts.In the end, he failed to refuse Milledo's hand, so he let the silly dragon live in his office.

These failed to refuse to push him step by step to where he is today...

Become inhuman (a dragon), become the treasure of other dragons (even a harem), and become immortal (what about death as an apology?).

If God gave him another chance, let him make another wish before committing suicide.

He won't let that wish become so unrealistic again, he will say, "I hope in my next life, I will learn to say 'no.'"

If he set a time for this suicide plan, he would hope it would be...within 1 years!

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A long, long time later, on a balmy October day, Hogwarts held its first homecoming, and all Hogwarts graduates were invited to attend.

This kind of homecoming is obviously proposed by Miller, he wants to order some of the gems he owns and once owned~

Although this proposal was opposed by the Hogwarts Permanent Potions Professor, but... he was the only one who opposed it, so Homecoming was held smoothly!

The various programs of the festival are prepared spontaneously by the little wizards, and all kinds of food for the festival are cooked by the little wizards themselves.

A boy with platinum blonde hair stood at the school gate, walking towards a long-haired man with the same hair color, "Grandpa, welcome."

Lucius Malfoy nodded, another perfect Malfoy.

The former savior and the current honorary president of the Dragon Knights Association also walked into Hogwarts with the help of two messy-haired boys. Seeing this combination, Hogwarts' resident potion master—Snell Professor Pu snorted coldly, a group of annoying Potters...

The young Hogwarts permanent headmaster and permanent headmaster's assistant stood in front of the podium, smiling as they watched the former alumni take their seats, and kept saying, "Welcome, my children."

Under the podium in front of them, there was a chubby little boy who looked less than ten years old, eating dessert piece by piece from a brown-haired boy next to him.

"I have envied my father to have a dragon since I was a child. I heard that grandma ordered it from Miller." The brown-haired boy held juice in one hand and sweets in the other, and smiled flatteringly at the chubby boy, "Greenwald De, you were born as a high-level dragon, so help me get a dragon that I can ride. I know you are the best~"

"Hmph, don't talk to me in a coaxing way." Little Fatty kept talking, "I'm the same age as your father, but the growth of the dragon race is slower than you humans."

"I know I know, Uncle Greenwald, please," said the brown-haired boy.

"Old friends at Hogwarts~" Dumbledore said in a loud voice, like every time school starts, "I hope this homecoming will make you feel happy, and you can enjoy coming to Hogwarts again Watts day. As you know, Hogwarts is your forever home!"

"There is only one thing, I hope you all pay attention." Dumbledore smiled, "This time it is not a corridor on the third floor, but I want to remind everyone once again that our school motto is--Don't Disturb the Sleeping Dragon!"

"That's right, His Majesty Miladow fell asleep." It was not enough for Dumbledore to release a bomb-like message, he spoke again, "I believe that when His Majesty Miller wakes up next time, he will bring us A little life, becoming Hogwarts' new partner."

Hogwarts, the caring little Huo that Milledou said, had changed the room with the door sign of "Her Majesty's bedroom" into a big "waiting room" as soon as he received the notice. ' A few words plus 'Welcome to the little master~~(≧▽≦)/~' A room with a few small words on the house number.

Probably because the homecoming festival is not lively enough, Hogwarts always changes the stairs, so that the big wizards and the little wizards "unintentionally" pass by the "waiting room".And these current and former Hogwarts critters can see their eerie potions professor walking around the door of the waiting room, and there is a platinum-haired nobleman setting a table in the corridor to drink. with tea.

"What is the gestation period of a dragon?" Snape looked at the eternal platinum nobleman.

"I think you can ask Dumbledore." Lucius shrugged, probably meaning 'you don't know, how could I know? '

"I asked." Snape lowered his head, "He said that the higher the dragon species, the longer the gestation time."

"Ah~ Then we just have to wait." Lucius drank his tea slowly, and he found that since he didn't have to worry about time passing by, his etiquette was more in line with the elegance of aristocrats.

"It doesn't matter if you wait." Snape sat on the stool opposite Lucius and closed his eyes. "The point is, when Dumbledore was pregnant, Dumbledore's temper and Grinwald could restrain him. If Mi Ledo woke up before giving birth, and went into a violent state... What should I do?"

Lucius raised the corners of his lips, "At this time, you must admire the wisdom of a Malfoy."

"Say..." Snape said angrily.

"You just need to put a Malfoy in school in front of Miller, being cute is Malfoy's talent." Lucius blew on the tea leaves, "Don't worry, under my teaching, each of them is perfect Malfoy."

At least Snape, who didn't have to risk his old face and was cute, was relieved.

"You just have to worry about the possibility that after the little dragon was born, Malfoy would hang around him because of his love."

Well, that's it