[Comprehensive Lord HP] To eternal life to your love

The atmosphere in the conference venue was not right, Severus thought, and several old pedants who usually didn't show any expressions were looking forward to it.

Could it be that someone who is so valued is coming today?Is it the researcher or... No, no, no, it can't be him!

Severus made up his mind, even if he came back, he would definitely not appear at this banquet. You must know that the Holy See is behind the Roskaway exchange seminar, and according to that person's identity, he will definitely not confront the Holy See head-on at this time!

Thinking of this, Severus couldn't help thinking of a little bastard who had disappeared for five years. If it wasn't for him, Severus would never have guessed that the adult he was originally loyal to might be a member of the blood clan!Dumbledore did have a bit of new Severus, but he would not tell Severus these secrets that ordinary people should not know.

"Sorry, it's a little late, I'm really rude." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice passed through the whispering crowd, and Severus suddenly looked up, and saw the unfamiliar figure at the entrance, with tight lips.

Compared with five years ago, the boy is taller but also thinner. His hair is as short as ever, and the wrist bones exposed during his movements are protruding, showing an unhealthy paleness. Black doesn't suit him—— Severus thought He walked, but his feet stood still as if they had taken root.The boy who could only be called a teenager five years ago turned around. His once immature facial features had grown out, and he could see the shadows of Lily and James Potter. He was naturally handsome, but...too thin, his complexion The lip color is almost bloodless, is it like this for all blood races?No - Gellert looked no different from a human, while Potter... was more like a terminally ill patient!

Thousands of thoughts were entangled, but when he saw Potter walking towards Draco after he seemed to notice his light gesture of toasting him, Severus suddenly felt a surge of anger!

"Ha...uh, why are you here? Is your health okay?" Draco was obviously also surprised by his friend's presence. Unlike his godfather, he and Harry have never stopped contacting him in the past five years, and he also knew about it a few years ago A friend's race and physical condition.

"There are some troubles with the Holy See, before the effect of the medicine is over, show them a show." Harry accepted Draco's gentle maintenance, and said softly, "You can call me anything, I'm going to face this today." Zhang Lian and Xi Boer's identity is for them to see, there are my people in the dark, don't worry."

"You always like to mess around." Draco snatched the champagne from Harry's hand, picked out a glass of juice and handed it to Harry, "Thanks to some old pedants for not drinking, otherwise you would have nothing to drink today .”

Harry looked helplessly at the juice in his hand, letting Draco spit out his thoughts.

"Aren't you going to talk to the godfather?" Draco said suddenly.

Harry was startled, then shook his head: "There is still a lot of time."

Draco's eyes passed through the crowd and landed on his godfather. He suddenly raised his hand to smooth the broken hair next to Harry's ear. With an overly intimate movement, he felt the discomfort of a sharp gaze with a little dissatisfaction across the back of his hand. , A smile appeared on the face of the platinum youth who had grown enough to be independent in the past five years.

Naturally, Harry couldn't hide these small actions, and he just said lightly to the little badness hidden in his friend's personality.

The symposium does not have banquets, but there are more intellectual competitions. Today, no matter whether it is a scholar or an aristocrat, they all focus on the young people who sit on the dividing line between scholars and aristocrats. Many years ago, there was also a double The person representing the status appeared at the Roskaway Exchange Seminar, and this person was sitting on the other side of the seat divider, facing the youth at a distance.

Harry had already understood the process of the Roskaway exchange seminar, stood up calmly, and sat down after a short self-introduction. He was not embarrassed or nervous, but he coughed a few times as if he couldn't help it after sitting down. An unnatural blush.

Those present didn't understand. The so-called study tour was just an excuse. It's a pity that such a rising star seems to be seriously ill.

"Cough—" The old host coughed and started the first discussion project of the meeting.

The Roskaway exchange seminar is held once every three years, and it lasts for three days. During this period, in order not to delay the affairs of the noble family head, there are longer breaks for two meals.When the meeting came to an end, Harry's tired face could no longer be concealed. Draco frowned and helped Harry to the sofa beside him, took out refreshing essential oil and put it under Harry's nose. After a while, The young man's complexion improved slightly, and he put his fingers on Draco's wrist to signal him to put away the bottle. Unexpectedly, the extremely cold temperature in Harry's hand made Draco's palm tremble: "Harry, your body is really no problem?"

Harry smiled, seeing the waiters walking around the table without answering Draco's question.

Draco noticed something. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the waiter who passed by them just now. His eyes paused for a moment on the cross earrings on his earlobe. He stood up and said in a moderate voice, "I'll go over there." For a moment, pay attention to your body."

Harry blinked, and for a split second a playful smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

The people in the Holy See didn't have much patience. After seeing Harry finally alone, they couldn't help but act. After all, it was just a small test of identity, and it wasn't too dangerous.

Harry was leaning on the sofa, his brows were furrowed because he was enduring something, he rubbed the center of his brows with his right hand, and rested his left hand casually on his knee, blue blood vessels could be faintly seen in his pale fingers.

There are several used goblets placed on the silver tray carried by the waiter. When walking, the back is straight, which is really well-trained.

The corners of Harry's lips twitched, and he sat there without any precautions, as if he didn't realize the waiter was approaching, but when the waiter unexpectedly "staggered" and fell to the ground, the goblet and silver plate fell down, But the floor of the banquet hall was covered with a thick layer of carpet, the goblet didn't break, and the silver plate just hit Harry's calf.

The waiter quickly apologized, Harry waved his hand as if he was a little too slow to react, he smiled gently, but his eyes hid a look like watching a theater.

The waiter kept apologizing, then stood up and picked up the scattered glasses in a panic. Suddenly, Harry felt a pain in the back of his hand, and a trace of bright red gushed out from the wound and dripped onto the silver plate on the ground along his fingers.

"Hiss—" Harry gasped, and was about to say something, but was interrupted forcefully!

"What are you doing?!" The man in formal attire stood in front of Harry, questioningly directed at the waiter who hadn't straightened up yet, and his attention was all on the blood on the silver plate!

Harry stared blankly at the back in front of him, not knowing how to react for a while.

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