[Comprehensive Lord HP] To eternal life to your love

"Lucius, I advise you not to interfere too much with the affairs of the Black family."

In the study, Severus answered Lucius' call.

【I don't want to interfere, but it's Sissy's mother's family after all.By the way, Severus, recently there was information that a batch of medicinal herbs appeared in Knockturn Alley, very rare and rare species, would you like to go and see with me?I just wanted to take Xiaolong to Knockturn Alley to meet the scene. 】The aria of Lucius on the other end of the phone is still gorgeous, but I don't know what he was doing before he refused the video when the phone was connected.

"Knockturn Alley...? Yes. Time?" Severus frowned as he thought of the boy who had been missing for a long time.

[I'll let you know when it's time, I have something to deal with right now. 】

Severus hung up the phone abruptly.

***——***——***

Lucius put down his cell phone, and a pair of bewitching gray-blue eyes flashed with brilliance.

"Now we can discuss who will die in the end."

A young man stood in front of the platinum-blond long-haired man, with the muzzle of a gun in his hand facing Lucius.

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"How did you deal with it?"

Knockturn Alley is located behind a very lively London alleyway. At this time, Severus and Lucius were walking on the deserted and mysterious street of Knockturn Alley. When Draco entered Knockturn Alley, his expression He was very pale, and for some reason he always felt someone was looking at him—with that indescribable...indescribable look.

The cold and malicious eyes that made him tremble all over.

"Severus, anyway, I was also targeted by the killer. You didn't care about me first but asked the killer what happened. It really makes your old friend sad." Lucius was a little bit concerned about Severus's light tone. Dissatisfied, Draco stretched out his hand and walked beside him, whose footsteps became more and more hesitant, and patted his son lightly on the shoulder, "Xiaolong, straighten your back, don't forget that you are the heir of the Malfoy family."

Draco pursed his pale and bloodless lips, and let go of the hand that was holding the corner of Lucius's shirt. Although the expression on his face clearly showed that he was trying to calm down, it was a very good progress reflected in the platinum boy. Not on a trembling body.

"I just want to say that your son is much better than yours back then—in terms of performance." Severus looked at Draco appreciatively, raised an eyebrow at Lucius, and sneered, "Also, if you If you can't even handle this, I suggest you announce to the public that you have Alzheimer's and hand over the Malfoy family to Draco."

"Oh, Thanks, you're praising my son, that won't change—" Lucius took Severus's words naturally, "and of course your godson. Where did we just say... Well, the killer, unfortunately, probably next year his body will rot down to a pile of bones, what do you think Severus?"

"I'm a pharmacist, not a doctor. If you want to ask professional medical questions, if you go out of Knockturn Alley, tell your driver to go to Saint-Germans instead of asking a layman here. Of course, if we only know how to open our tails like a peacock every day. If Patriarch Malfoy needs some medicine to treat neurological problems such as sudden mental retardation, I can help." Severus still gave Lucius a mocking look and walked into a signboard that seemed to be splashed with some liquid A small shop that left a black and red mark.

Lucius shrugged and lowered his head to mutter to Draco: "Xiaolong, your godfather's mouth is probably the most poisonous in the world."

Draco watched the fly fly to the signboard in a daze, and suddenly felt a nausea: "It's so disgusting... what is that?"

Lucius glanced at the dry black on the signboard, and laughed in a low voice: "I don't know, maybe it's blood? Or something like grated intestines, the owner of this shop prefers to study human organs."

"Blood...? Human?! Vomit—" Draco pushed his father away and ran to the side of the small shop. When he was close to the corner, he saw a mass of rotten things emitting a stench, and his face was already pale. A little bloody, he took a few steps back and found that he had even frozen the consciousness of screaming.

This is also... on the human body...?

"Xiaolong, don't run around. I told you before coming here that Knockturn Alley is a very dangerous place." Lucius put his hand on his son's shoulder from behind and patted his son soothingly, "Forcing It doesn’t matter if you get used to it, you have to get used to it as soon as possible.”

Draco remained silent with a pale face, but he refused Lucius's hand that wanted to take him, standing beside his father and raised his head stubbornly.

Lucius froze for a moment, then smiled, stretched out his hand and opened the store door.

Facing the store door was a metal counter. A bald man stood behind the counter with half-closed eyes, and his eyelids moved slightly when Malfoy and his son entered.

"What does Mr. Malfoy want?" A hoarse and old voice came from this man who didn't look very old.

"Those who want something have already gone in." Lucius pointed his chin at Severus who was walking through the shelves, and stood there reservedly.

The bald man opened his eyes when he heard the words, but cruel and excited eyes flashed in the seemingly cloudy eyes: "Mr. Don't come to Knockturn Alley for a while, especially with this... little Mr Malfoy."

Draco raised his head abruptly, suddenly thinking of the frequent assassinations before and the too calm recently.

Is it not over yet?

He looked at his father.

Lucius' eyes sharpened in an instant: "Your Excellency, you mean that those people who came recently...all came for the heir of the Malfoy family?"

"Can Mr. Malfoy answer a question?" The man didn't answer Lucius' question but stared at Draco closely, while Severus had already returned to the counter, frowning slightly.

Seeing that his father had no intention of objecting, Draco said, "...what's the problem?"

"Who gave that thing on Mr. Malfoy's body?" The man was originally a bit stooped and straightened, but his eyes were a little eager.

"On me? What..." In the middle of speaking, Draco suddenly remembered something, raised his hand to cover his chest, and remained silent.

"It seems that Malfoy obviously knows how extraordinary that thing is... If Mr. Malfoy is willing to transfer this thing to me, I will answer all questions you and your father have." The man looked eagerly. It was perfectly concealed, but the greedy expression was clearly revealed.

Lucius' eyes fell on his son with a solemn expression: "Draco, what's on you?"

"..." Draco clutched the front of his shirt tightly, Lucius and Severus could only vaguely see that Draco was protecting something like a pendant.

Some fragments suddenly flashed in Severus' mind, remembering the incident of the boy sneaking into Malfoy Manor at night, he seemed to see a silver pendant hidden under Draco's pillow that day.

"Mr. Malfoy..." The man seemed to see that Draco had no intention of handing over the thing, so he focused his attention on Lucius, but he didn't say anything about the sudden silver light that appeared just now. The man's throat streaked deep into the wall behind him.

The two adults turned around at the first instant, Lucius had Draco behind him, and Severus' hands were already in his pockets.

"An, Mr. Angus..." The man behind the counter stammered out his name as if all his strength was taken away instantly after he saw the person walking slowly into the store.

"Master, how can you come to such a dangerous place as Knockturn Alley at this time?" The man in a tuxedo and white gloves walked up to Lucius and looked gently at the man with only one head exposed behind him. Draco, with some helplessness in his tone.

Draco, came out from behind his father and looked at the person in front of him in surprise: "Angus, why are you here?"

Angus raised one corner of his lips, knelt down and took Draco's handprint and kissed: "Because Angus is from Knockturn Alley, master."

Draco originally relaxed his nerves because of Angus' actions, but saw his father's face darker than the godfather's face a second before he smiled, and suddenly withdrew his hand and whispered: "You get up first."

So cute.

Thinking to himself, Angus stood up according to his words and stretched out his hand to Lucius calmly: "It's our first meeting, Mr. Malfoy. I'm Angus, the person in charge of District No. 12 of Knockturn Alley."

"...!" Draco widened his eyes.

Lucius reached out his hand calmly and shook Argus's. The businessman's tact was fully reflected in the head of the family: "I am honored and surprised to see such a young person in charge."

A sentence that is both praise and derogation does not leave any words for the listener.

Although the person in front of him was dressed as a deacon, he had an extraordinary aura, but if you look carefully, you can still see that this person is only about 25 years old—or even younger.

Angus made a smirk, without showing any anger: "Mr. Malfoy, I'm afraid you will be even more honored and surprised if you see the emperor in Knockturn Alley."

After a pause, Angus bowed to Severus, and said in a respectful tone: "Professor Prince, my lord has suffered a slight injury and is currently unwilling to show up. He asked me to ask Professor Prince , may I take the liberty to ask you to personally bring your... pet home?"

Severus twitched his forehead when he heard Angus mention pets, but he didn't ignore the uncomfortable flash of Angus' face when he said this.

"Where is it?" Severus cleverly omitted the pronoun, and everyone who heard it thought the pet was "it", but only Severus and Angus knew that it should be "he".

"In fact, Mr. Prince only needs to go out of the store and walk straight to the end without turning."

"Bang—" the store door was closed from the outside.

Lucius looked at Angus with deep eyes: "I remember that the divisions of Knockturn Alley are more advanced and dangerous the further you go."

Angus nodded in acknowledgment, and then smiled good-naturedly: "But Mr. Malfoy, as long as it is in an even-numbered division, no matter how dangerous a hunter is, they are afraid of Mr. Prince's...pet."

Angus said it took him a while to get used to being called a pet...

"Oh? It seems that Severus really adopted a very difficult pet." Lucius emphasized the word pet.

"That's not important, is it? I think the most important thing now is about my contract to become Master Draco's exclusive deacon. Would Mr. Malfoy be interested in talking about it in detail in another place?"

"That's a wonderful proposition, why not?"

***——***——***Professor came to pick up the pet o(≧v≦)o~~***——***——***

Severus had never gone so deep into Knockturn Alley, but judging from the fact that no one came out to stop him until now, the status of that Slytherin surnamed Potter in Knockturn Alley should be reassessed. .

At the end of the alleyway was a very ordinary room. When he pushed the door open, Severus couldn't help showing a sarcastic smile: "Mr. Potter, are you so seriously injured that you don't even have the strength to go back to the owner's manor?" Yet?"

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