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Make me so tangled? (Merlin's intrusion: == It's none of my business! I was shot while lying down! Arthur, that platinum peacock bullied me~ Arthur: Since he can't make a decision, let's help him decide? Be good~ go to bed and wait I~)

Tangled, tangled, Lucius Malfoy spent the whole night pondering over and over again various possibilities, and it wasn't until it was getting light that he realized that a new day had arrived.

He sighed heavily, put away the remaining dried basilisk meat, turned around and went into the bathroom to wash up, and after seeing his tired and thick face in the mirror, he took out a bottle of glory potion from the small cabinet next to the mirror, and took a look. He poured his breath into his mouth, and then applied a beauty rejuvenation potion mask. After finally looking at the empty beauty potion storage cabinet, he decided to go to Hogwarts to find his dear old friend to ask for a new one. Beauty Potion, let’s chat by the way, go visit my dear son, what? Didn’t my son’s letter say [extremely] miss him yesterday...

Well, just do it!

Trying on one by one in the open closet, going out to wear today, and constantly changing to match accessories - he doesn't want a small detail to ruin his reputation as an aristocratic fashion vane, of course, a guest is to dress up perfectly It was good—finally, dawdling until the sun was high, he chose an olive green velvet robe with an obsidian pendant, a deep sea black pearl ring set on a platinum base, and a set of carved Malfoy house Cufflinks with the family crest pattern, paired with a pair of rare white dragon leather boots, holding a snake-headed cane, and wearing shiny platinum long hair, the whole person shined out of the door.

**********[Original in **, whoever steals the text will die for the whole family]**********

In the Hogwarts dungeon, potions master Severus Snape was grading homework for the little trolls he said.

The mouse escaped last night, and it is meaningless to pursue the responsibility now. As long as there is no direction for the hunt, everyone can only be on guard together with the portrait. Outside, there are naturally people from Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix searching around secretly— — But this has nothing to do with him. As a double agent, he is not in a good situation. It is related to the core or operations of the Order of the Phoenix. For him, he cannot know the secrets, and he cannot intervene or control .

As for the tonic effect of the basilisk, as a potion master who can get the Merlin Medal, he was already keenly aware of the degree of sensitivity to the potion when he first entered it. For this reason, he even took a look at his former boss. Unexpectedly, his predecessor The boss smiled so innocently—huh, he didn't believe that he didn't know, otherwise how could he want to eat the basilisk even if no one could stop him?

Speaking of this—the former boss, who used to pursue and follow, once betrayed for love, and now seeing that he gets along so well with the savior, he really doesn't know how to deal with him better.

Maybe it's because he has too many souls, so he lost his mind?This self-proclaimed Roy has almost no resemblance to the main soul. He didn't slaughter Muggles and subvert the magic world to promote the idea of ​​pure blood, and he didn't have the attitude of treating ordinary people as nothing. Tolerant and kind, he is so rational that he doesn't seem to have a missing soul at all.And even though he knew he had betrayed him, he was still so friendly to him, and he never mentioned any words like punishment. God knows that he had never accepted such unutilitarian "friendliness" as if he was treating a friend, let alone there was no temptation at all. , the other party is a devil!

If he treats him badly, he will fight back. Slytherin always knows how to retaliate, but he is friendly... He doesn't know how to respond... No wonder those little monsters in Gryffindor also quickly fell amidst his "friendliness" the...

Speaking of Gryffindor...he thought of those green eyes, that Harry, he had to say, he was really good at disguising, it was the first time he really wanted to praise him like that, it seems that he was not quite so giant Strange, it probably evolved into an ape (it’s not a human anyway ==) but then the old bee should be suspicious again... Tsk!trouble!

Now in the cellar, opposite to his office and residence, the room of the Soul Slice Demon Lord Roy, whom he can neither respect nor fear, has become a gathering place for those little devils! ——As for why it is called "the group of little devils" instead of "the group of trolls", it is because his godson, a Slytherin platinum snake is also mixed in, and he is not willing to become the godfather of trolls!snort! ——Across a stone-slab corridor, the door panel that did not have a silent spell was still filled with the laughter and surprised cries of small animals from time to time.

Smile laugh!What are you laughing laughing?Still cheering, what are you talking about, is it necessary to cheer so much? !There will be time for you to cry in Potions class tomorrow!snort!Talking and laughing, whether it is big or small, but if you don’t come closer, you can’t hear it even if you sit at a desk and stretch your ears, professor~

Of course, he wouldn't know that these little animals were cheering and laughing in Roy's big suite entirely because of the facilities inside.

Not only has he inherited a film and television room in his previous life, which contains audio-visual equipment and various discs that have manifested in his memory, but also video game consoles and countless game discs, while prohibiting the use of electrical equipment in the Muggle world at Hogwarts, These things can be used normally under Roy's fiddling. How can this not make the children cheer?Especially for children who have never been exposed to Muggle things and have a high degree of acceptance in the magical world, and Harry, when he lived at his aunt's house, he didn't even think about touching such toys, otherwise he would be beaten, and How can he be unhappy now that he can play casually?

He had already made up his mind to come to Roy's place to play often, especially when he further discovered that Roy, the devil, was very willing to accept Muggle things - just look at the furnishings, electrical appliances, and books.

And Hermione, after seeing the amount of books almost comparable to the library and the many books regardless of magic and Muggles, she and her happiness were carried away, and she plunged into the sea of ​​books...

And Neville -

Father L, smoking is healthier~

Neville decided that Roy was not his enemy, so after saying hello several times, he followed Harry and others to join Roy. For some reason, he obviously had a kind of dependence on Roy, which made the school Many people here, including teachers, have some incomprehension.

When I came back to Roy's residence this time, although it was within the range of the cellar, and there was a Potions Professor who made him tremble in fear, he still followed, and as soon as he entered, he was immediately attracted by the scattered but cozy room. Yes, the warm fireplace, and the furnishings of the clothes, did not make him feel at all the snake-like coldness in Slytherin, and the alienation of the nobles, which he did not feel at all here.

When Draco and Harry snatched the video game console and finally decided to use competitive games as a short-term method, he pushed open a half-closed side door, and there was a large cabinet on the opposite wall, full of , densely packed with small drawers, neatly arranged, each drawer is pasted with some square fonts, he can't read it at all, but this does not prevent his nose from smelling the smell of medicinal materials, all the medicinal materials are mixed together It is strong, but after a little identification, the smell of a single medicinal material is a little fragrant-this makes him feel very strange, because most of the medicinal materials he knows have strange smells, and only a small part of the raw materials of the magical medicine have fragrance- — Now with these tastes, he doesn't have the feeling of confusion and fear similar to potions.

And looking at the other wall in a blink of an eye, there are also cabinets on the whole wall, but those cabinets don't have many drawers like before, but have big doors closed, and the smell inside...is magical medicine...

Frowning, his eyes shifted to other places. On the other side of the empty wall, there was a row of shelves with many porcelain bottles on it. Under the shelf was a long and wide kitchen counter. Next to it was a strangely shaped...stove?The stove was still smoking.

Is Roy making potions?He has never seen this method of making potions!

"Neville, why don't you go play with Harry and the others?" Roy was still sorting through the various Chinese medicines he had just told the house elves to get back, so that they could be classified one by one. The fat man walked slowly towards him.

Neville shook his head, he is not strong in combat, how could he be robbed by them?Malfoy is such a bully, Harry... he doesn't want to fight him... "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorting the medicinal materials and putting them into the corresponding small drawers." This kind of work cannot be handed over to the house elves, because I don't know if it is because the magic genes are too strong, they can't distinguish the medicinal materials from the East, especially the medicinal materials from the East. Those who look similar, are obviously two kinds of things, and their medicinal effects are not the same, but they will only be vaguely piled up together. This kind of medicine...will kill people. Although he doesn't mind, it's hard to say that he took all these medicines drop!Therefore, he is the only one who takes his time. Fortunately, he never has too little time...

"Is this medicine?" Neville stared curiously, "It looks much better than potion ingredients..." The best thing is that they are not alive like potion ingredients, and they won't suddenly bite you or cry yelling...

"Hehe, these are medicinal materials from the East. They have been used to treat diseases for thousands of years. Until now, everyone has guessed too much about the choice of Western medicine."

"Then... let me help you..." Neville volunteered.These medicinal materials are really much better than potions, he won't be afraid!

Thinking of Neville's meek temper and his patience with plants, Roy readily accepted.

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