[HP] Illusion

During dinner, Sirius didn't go downstairs. The Malfoy family completely regarded Black's old house as their own home. They even called in their own house-elf to help the elderly Kreacher.

That night, Sirius never went downstairs, even the dinner that Kreacher brought him was sent back to the kitchen without a single movement.

The Malfoy family stayed with peace of mind based on the words "whatever you want", wearing the clothes that the house elves brought from home, and sleeping on the sheets and quilts brought from home - the host's etiquette is too bad to neglect the guests, They can always treat themselves, right? !

The next day, according to the Malfoy family's schedule, the Malfoy family got up early, sat at the dining table and enjoyed a hearty and delicious breakfast.

After breakfast, the family shifted positions again and came to the sofa in the living room.

The sunlight coming in from the clear glass windows makes the living room look bright but not dazzling, enough for people sitting on the leather sofa to see each other's expressions clearly.

From time to time, the Malfoys exchanged views passionately on the latest hot spots, and made targeted deployments during the period, intending to implement the guidelines set by the Malfoy family for a bright future development, but...the two have a special understanding Not to mention the one upstairs who didn't even eat dinner.

Malfoy, who has been influenced by these things since he was a child, naturally didn't want to disturb his parents who had a good time talking and had a friendly smile. Before the two of them noticed him, he got up and prepared to evacuate, but before the strategic transfer was successful, he was already taken by his parents. Both sides of the mother surrounded and suppressed: "Where do you want to go?"

Little Bojin looked at his parents calmly, "Uncle..." paused, the word was really unfamiliar and he was really not used to it, "He didn't eat dinner yesterday, I want to visit him, by the way... ..."

"Huh?" The platinum nobleman raised his eyebrows.

Narcissa stared at her son who looked a bit arrogant and did not speak, but such an expression undoubtedly made little Bojin feel the pressure, a trace of embarrassment appeared in his pair of blue eyes, the boy lowered his eyes, respectful He said to his parents: "Since we have come here," and seemed to have plans to stay, "If we return empty-handed, it doesn't seem to be in line with the style of the Malfoy family, so I want to talk to my uncle. After a chat, I hope he can understand and accept the goodwill released by our family."

This sounds very decent, but not to mention the overflow of malice, but how fake it is.

"Your uncle is not someone who is easy to persuade." Although it is not obvious on the surface, the platinum noble is actually very troubled by this. If the Black family was not Narcissa's natal family, he would definitely not have gone through this. "Are you sure you Want to go up?"

The little Malfoy nodded vigorously, and he seemed quite sure.

Narcissa's eyes were gentle like water, her smile was gentle, and her voice was even sweeter: "Xiaolong, you have never been rejected, have you?"

Little Platinum was stunned for a while, and then said very persistently: "It's okay, I will definitely let Uncle Sirius open the door."

At this point, the platinum nobleman stood up, patted his son on the shoulder to cheer him up: "Then perform well, I hope you won't let us down."

The boy confidently left his parents behind, and strode out of the living room.

Ten minutes later, he witnessed his son go upstairs with an elf holding a tray of delicious food. The platinum nobleman's eyes fell back on his wife, and the man who had just encouraged his son suddenly regretted it: "Are you sure you're going to let him go up like this?" Why did he always feel an ominous premonition?But the son was very persistent, and it was not easy for him to hit him.

"It's nothing bad, our little dragon may be a good breakthrough." Narcissa picked up the bone spur teacup inlaid with gold, and took a sip gracefully.

"I always feel that something is wrong." The platinum noble's brows were stained with worry, "It's like..."

"Let him try it first, my younger brother is as difficult as Merlin." Narcissa made a prediction that she thought was reliable.

Apparently what Narcissa failed to figure out was that even Merlin had his unspeakable secrets and endless worries.

Little Platinum grasped this point cleverly, released overflowing kindness, and knocked on the door of Sirius' bedroom lightly.

The strange bedroom in front of him is definitely not something that little platinum can appreciate. The boy did not look sideways, and directed the elf to put down the breakfast and yesterday's dinner together. Looking at the malicious Sirius, he tried his best to hold him His own lip muscles finally managed to create a perfect smile.

This smile can blind the scantily clad woman in the poster hanging on the wall. Sirius is not used to this... The friendly little platinum subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, "What do you want to say? You I haven't seen Harry for years." Don't think that he has been out of touch with society for many years, that he doesn't know anything.

Little Platinum's eyes rolled, "Uncle, you misunderstood me, Bo...Harry and I were not good friends before, but we have reconciled recently."

Little Platinum's lying is not a big draft. Anyway, now that Harry is not here, what he says is his business. How to make the topic fall on the topic he wants to talk about is his main line. Only in this way can he dig a good hole for Potter and Little Platinum. Sirius all jumped down.

As for those minutiae, he can barely care.

But such a statement decisively aroused Sirius' suspicion: "I've never heard that Slytherin and Gryffindor have always been at odds."

"It was indeed like this in the past." Little Platinum was still very smart, and did not fight to the death with Sirius, "Actually, not many people know that I reconciled with him. I know that Harry is your godson, and you must be very concerned about it." he."

Naturally, Sirius couldn't refute, "What do you mean? Can you tell me the main point?"

Malfoy was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was as calm as before, "I mean... I have never fought against him since I found out that he has some problems with his body."

Sirius never dreamed that he would hear such an answer. Although he was puzzled, his concern for his godson instantly prevailed, "What do you mean? What's wrong with Harry's body?"

"I really don't know about this," Little Platinum said honestly, "But he really doesn't look very good, Harry used to come and go to Professor Snape's office a lot before, and he had no choice but to tell me when I found out. "

Although there is no evidence for his lie, how can he make it up well, his voice and tone are not artificial, sincere and moderate, not only showing his magnanimous sympathy, but also summarizing the beginning and end of the matter, "What you said is true Is it?" Sirius doubted, "Harry looks very healthy, even if you are lying, you should say something more reliable."

"It's a fact that he often goes in and out of Professor Snape's office, and sometimes he stays there all night." Little Platinum continued to provide clues.

"what?"

"I saw this with my own eyes." Little Platinum thought hard like a memory, "Does Harry have an invisibility cloak? I discovered that he was wearing that when he left Professor Snape's office."

Sirius strode up to Malfoy, grabbed his collar and asked fiercely: "What all night? He stayed at Snot... Snape's all night?"

"That's right." Little Platinum nodded heavily, although he was a little out of breath, but seeing that the man had lost his composure, he endured it: "He stayed there because he was not in good health. , you know, Professor Snape made potions much better than the so-called potion thing."

"No way, Harry never said that."

"You can ask him now, but...he probably won't admit it, so you should even call Professor Snape to face him—" Little Malfoy hadn't finished speaking, and Sirius had already let go And he disappeared into thin air.

Little Malfoy looked at the direction where Sirius disappeared, stretched out his hands and straightened the crumpled neckline☆☆☆

This day is a sunny day, the outdoor air is mixed with the fresh breath of the cut grass under the sun, and a faint flower fragrance that is almost covered. Taking a complete deep breath in such an environment can make people instantly Just wake up.

Harry stretched himself in the yard, the sun fell on his hair and cheeks, as if coating his body with a soft golden light, Snape put his arms around Harry's waist from behind, The chin dropped on the boy's shoulder, and the boy's breath filled his breath. The man kissed the boy's earlobe lightly, and got a sensitive response from the boy...

What a peaceful and beautiful morning!

Until, an elf "poof" appeared in their yard, and the sudden sound broke all the tranquility and beauty in an instant.

At this moment, the elf looked panic-stricken, his face was full of worry, and he said harshly, "Master Harry, get out of here quickly."

"Kreacher, what's going on here?" Without cause and effect, Harry naturally couldn't understand.

"The young master of the Malfoy family told his master something about little master Harry this morning. Now that the master has left the house, I think he has probably gone to the original home of little master Harry. Master, you should leave here quickly... ..."

Harry was a little dazed, and Snape's face darkened instantly.

What is he going to do now?Harry withdrew from Snape's arms, it was endless, but Sirius was on his way to the Dursleys, and if he didn't go... everything would be ruined.

"Don't go." Snape grabbed Harry's hand, "We're going to find Dumbledore now."

At this moment, Harry couldn't sort out his thoughts at all, and Snape said so, and he was obediently led away by him.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little cute Qu Jiyangxi for the grenade, and the mine that looks like the old days =3=