[Comprehensive Lord HP] To eternal life to your love

"Harry? Where have you been hiding? Angus found me when he looked for you." When the video was connected, Draco's face still had some melancholy, but there was a little surprise in his eyes, "I Is it really possible to get through? Tsk tsk... If I didn’t know that you have a crush on the godfather, I would have thought I had another admirer, huh~”

"Angus and the others don't need this to contact me." Harry glanced at the torn mobile phone in the corner guiltily, and coughed, "I thought Angus knew you very well, so it's okay to help you get in touch, huh?"

"..." Draco frowned.

Harry realized something, and changed the subject with a smile: "Okay, narcissistic Master Malfoy, do you have other things to ask me for?"

Draco just smirked at Harry's joking address: "The former head of the Potter family, the Matriarch, wants to meet their grandson who has been living abroad."

"The old Potter couple? Hasn't it been a long time since they appeared in the noble circle?" Harry sat up slightly.

"Since some bastard only gave me a month, I had no choice but to live with my mother. Fortunately, my mother has always kept in touch with her parents and elders whom she admires. So you wandering The existence of the only grandson who was away was known by the old Potter couple, so the old Potter couple immediately rushed back to the Potter manor from the Maldives manor, and found me through my mother, hoping to meet their poor lost child through me Little grandson." Draco teased Harry emphatically emphasizing certain adjectives.

"I heard that old Mrs. Potter is a Slytherin?" Harry obviously knew why Draco would start here, "It's really you."

"I'll accept the compliment, but I just wanted to say, why is your complexion so bad?" Draco looked carefully at Harry's pale complexion through the video.

"Well, I'm going to go abroad for training in a while, and I'm about to tell you." Harry shook his head to stop Draco from asking, "The time is set in three days, and the place is random."

"Okay... you, pay attention to your body." Draco put away the smirk on his face.

"En. By the way, Angus lent me."

"He was your man." Draco smiled inexplicably, "Where are you?"

"Saint Gormand."

Not long after, there was a knock on Harry's door, and the person who came was Angus. Regardless of the friendship between Harry and Draco, and the relationship between Angus and Draco, Ann Even Gus would not tell Draco about Knockturn Alley. In the area under Harry's jurisdiction, although the power is almost half that of Knockturn Alley, Harry only has Lena and Angus. The one he had the guts to believe—and the only one who knew his race.

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Street Union in the Eastern District proposes an early dark meeting. The time is exactly when you need to perform the transformation ceremony. We suspect that there are blood traitors in the Eastern District." Angus' report was concise and clear. He also knew that Harry had nothing to spare recently. The energy to deal with the group of greedy people in Knockturn Alley who can never get enough to eat, but the dark meeting every three years has been a tradition that has lasted for more than 100 years. Attendance was a must, and Harry, the head of the Western District, had to attend.

"Hmph, what cats and dogs really dare to come out and jump, I started thinking about stretching my paws towards me before I was dead." Harry heard the words and his face was gloomy, with a blood-smelling arc drawn from the corner of his mouth. , "Recently, the eyes of all places have gathered on Knockturn Alley. It is enough for Draco to have people from the Malfoy family, and you should come back."

"...Yes." Angus paused,

Harry glanced sideways at Angus, and continued: "Issuing a suppression order."

"Yes." Angus's downcast eyes flashed a deep green light that was completely inconsistent with his own temperament, like a wolf that saw its prey.

Angus withdrew, and was not surprised to see the young man standing outside the door with his chest folded, and he saluted naturally: "Master."

"The last time you said that, let me miss it?" Draco quietly looked at the deacon in front of him.

The deacon seemed a little surprised for a moment, and a gentle voice slipped out between his lips parted: "Although the young master always plays cards unreasonably, the young master who is rarely straightforward is really cute~"

"Rock and roll!" Draco said lightly, "You are not a qualified deacon at all."

Angus looked at Draco intently, with eyes that seemed to be looking at the whole world, but only he knew how gentle the depths of his eyes were.Draco was not at all uncomfortable with such eyes that could make a person drown, and calmly met Angus' eyes: "I have played the innocent young master for too long, and maybe I will play it for a long time, if It's not that Harry is worried that I will show my feet in the pursuit, you will never have the chance to get close to me, even if you fit the aesthetics of the Malfoy family, you are still not a qualified deacon. Angus, the game should be over."

"Young master, you do have the cruelty of a nobleman." Angus's expression was normal, "Your deacon has always been serious and responsible, hasn't he?"

Draco couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this: "The deacon, Angus, who didn't do his duty to the master's bed, having sex with the young master is your aesthetics, not the deacon's aesthetics."

Angus' expression finally changed, the corners of his mouth stretched into a straight line.

"It was just a game and joke from the beginning, why bother, let's end it." Draco kept facing Angus when he spoke, so that the man could clearly see the boy's calm expression, "There are still many 'Master 'Isn't it? Maybe next time we meet, I will have the honor to introduce my fiancée to your young master, Mr. Angus."

Angus never told Draco his last name, because he didn't bother to use a false name and didn't want to reveal his real identity.

The footsteps of the boy leaving in the silent corridor became clearer. Angus raised his right hand, which was still a pair of white gloves. There was a light maroon color on the pad of his thumb, as if someone had tried hard to wash it but failed. The same as the washed blood, which has almost never appeared in Angus, who has a serious cleanliness.

Angus stared at the trace for a long time, chuckled, and slowly took off his gloves. There was no longer a slight pause and a muffled sound when he walked out of the corridor. The pair of gloves were discarded by the owner in the middle of the corridor. Don't miss it.

The two lovers who were still in love together in the morning, in the next second, they were going in opposite directions.

The author has something to say: Recently, the student union and clubs have more frequent meetings, and the dormitory network is unstable. The update may not be stable recently. Unless there are manuscripts, I usually update them from time to time. Of course, if there are too many comments, there will be daily updates... By the way, I'm so stupid, I didn't apply for QAQ in the previous daily updates