HP's Platinum Temptation

"So, what do you think of the identity of the head of the Lambert family? Is it valuable to you?" Clarence raised his right hand, revealing the ring on it.

For a few seconds, Lucius froze in place, his eyes fixed on Clarence's hand raised in front of his eyes.

The patriarch's ring, this thing is something that cannot be ignored for all pure blood wizard families.Lucius had one himself.This is somewhat similar to the meaning of the testimony of family inheritance.Strictly speaking, the patriarch's ring is not a thing that can be taken off by a wizard to play with or pass on, but a physical symbol of contract magic.The ring guards a surname, a family inheritance.As for the origin of this contract magic, it is no longer possible to verify it.

In other words, the identity of the patriarch cannot be forged, and it is only as reliable as a face.

"Heh." Lucius chuckled suddenly, not knowing whether the target of the ridicule was Clarence or himself.Then he quickly came back to his senses, sat back in his seat, and took a sip of light wine: "As expected, it is also an unexpected answer."

"Then now, has the frankness condition you mentioned been met?" Clarence withdrew his raised hand, propped it on the table, rested his hand on the cheek, and looked at Lucius opposite him with a little expectation.

"Unfortunately, this only makes me feel like another trap in disguise, Mr. Lambert." Lucius shook his head slightly, showing a disdainful expression, but his eyes did not respond to Clarence, but on the On the wine glass in his hand.

"Why? Isn't this the final answer you have been trying to find since the last time we met? The Lambert family is indeed the true leader of the Violet Alliance. As you wish, I walked from the dark into the sun, right? Is it?" Clarence probably didn't think that Lucius' difficulty was unexpected, and his expression was still calm, but there was some regret in his tone.

"Since you chose this time to disclose your identity, why do you still hide your true identity? I don't see any need for it." Lucius said here, looking up at the person who was injured by Clarence's action. Facing his own ring pattern head-on: "Besides, no matter what the reason is, the identity of the Lambert patriarch is actually just the beginning, the shallow answer that is easiest to discover. The real difficulty begins here, I'm not a fool." Looking up again, he met Clarence's eyes: "You never intended to tell me who you are, and you never made me feel sincere."

"Your words are against your will, Lucius, I told you, I can recognize it from your body language. At least, you know that last sentence is against your will." Clarence lightly Shaking his head lightly: "If you really never noticed my sincerity, you wouldn't feel at ease coming to me alone and eating the food I made without checking. And I can tell the difference , Is it a compromise of expediency, or a sincere let down of guard."

"Whatever you say." Lucius made an indifferent facial expression.

"Okay, resistance and avoidance, I get it, you don't like this kind of communication. Because this is unfamiliar territory for you, you can't control it. Any Malfoy, probably before adulthood, should be used to taking the lead , right. You don't like the rhythm of every conversation being controlled by me, so, leave it to you. But I have to say one thing, I will do my best to show my respect, but don't try to control me, because You won't succeed." Clarence nodded first, then spread his right hand to Lucius, and leaned back in his chair: "Your time."

Lucius unabashedly looked at the man who really shut his mouth obediently and waited for him to speak.

"You are very fickle and unpredictable." Lucius commented for a long time.

"No, it's just that you're thinking too much." Clarence replied honestly, then closed his mouth again.

"Why?" Lucius spit out the word after another look.

"what you mean?"

"The reason for choosing me, it sounds like you don't have to cooperate with me."

"A good question is also a good answer. The same key, because it's you." Clarence focused on the last short sentence, succinctly.

"Back to the beginning of the problem." Lucius snorted.

"Although I don't think so, I can't do anything about your doubts. But maybe I can say something more, Lucius, have you ever loved?"

"What?" The beautiful eyebrows were tightly wrinkled again, expressing the master's slight anger.

"It's nothing, just pretend I didn't say it." Clarence seemed to sigh softly through his nasal cavity, and replied lightly.

The scene became stalemate, and Clarence upheld the promise he had just said, and no longer took the initiative to speak.And Lucius didn't seem to have the intention of skipping the last question and answer just now, and didn't start a new topic.

Clarence is not short of patience, but today's interview obviously broke up again, although the atmosphere was better than last time.

"I don't intend to ask you to leave, but I guess you don't need me to answer you any more. I will leave in the afternoon. Before that, Yvette will come back. Whether you want to leave Please feel free to stay or stay. If you want to find me, the water mirror or the owl are fine." Clarence finally broke the deadlock and stood up, and began to pack the things in the restaurant after speaking.

Lucius sat still, just watched Clarence do his house-elf work again.

"Is this the way you think?" Lucius asked as Clarence worked in the kitchen.

"To be precise, this is the way I let my mind go." Clarence replied smoothly and unaffected: "Unfortunately, there are not many such opportunities. You must know that my family's thoughts on this aspect are different from yours. What a difference it would make."

"Are you acting special on purpose?"

"I didn't mean it, but it seems to have turned out to be what you said it would be."

"Oh, are you trying to say that you don't know why you are special?" Lucius snorted uncontrollably.

"No, isn't it because you know what's really special? I don't have the habit of demeaning myself too much, especially in front of you." After packing up his things, Clarence looked at the time on the water mirror again: "Yvette is about came back."

"Okay, I'm ready to leave." Lucius picked up the glass and drank the rest of the cider: "The wine is good, maybe I can prepare some at home."

"Muggle wine from Lambert. If you like it, I can recommend a few more for you." Clarence walked out of the kitchen, but did not deliberately approach Lucius: "But I guess, you It might not be willing to accept these appearing in Malfoy Manor. But thank you for your compliment."

"Precise," Lucius commented.

"Maybe next time we meet, I can bring some other species. If they appear in the poplar hut, there probably won't be any sense of disobedience."

"Are you confident that there will be a next time?" Lucius raised his eyebrows, and stood far away from Clarence, talking.

"Today's ending seems to be good, doesn't it? I thought you would leave very simply. As usual, the result of the unhappy breakup doesn't make me too sad."

"Is that what you think of me? Disrespectful, or something."

"No, I just think I asked for it. My words can often irritate you, even though it's not always what I mean." Clarence smiled and laughed at himself a little in a chatty tone.

"You admit that you have deliberately provoked me, which really surprised me."

"Of course, I remember that I admitted before that in order to get your attention, I am willing to do whatever it takes."

"Such as voluntarily becoming a house elf? Then I will look forward to your new ideas next time. Mr. Lambert." Lucius joked.

"That doesn't quite count as 'unscrupulous' in my opinion. Seriously, calling me Henry would make me feel better about leaving today."

"Why? That's just a made-up pseudonym."

"Pseudonyms, yes; meaningful, and real. Nobody restricts a pseudonym to be meaningless." Clarenstein admitted: "This may also be a clue for you, although I don't think you will be able to discover the connection. .”

"Oh, is that so?" Lucius asked indifferently, then turned and left indifferently.No farewell, no salutation, just walked out casually.

Clarence did not follow, but watched silently.The atmosphere seemed calm beyond imagination.

"Oh, that's right." This time it was Lucius who spoke suddenly. He stopped when he walked to the door of the restaurant and spoke suddenly while keeping his back to Clarence.

"What?" Clarence agreed cooperatively.

"You said you would give me the leadership?" Lucius asked, turning around.

"Yes." Clarence nodded.

"And you also said that you like me?"

"Oh, yes. Why do you ask so suddenly? It doesn't sound like your style. Are you really Lucius?" Clarence raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"You said you understand my situation, but it doesn't seem to be the case now." Lucius shrugged.

"Well, yes, regarding this sentence, I admit my mistake. I promise that I will work harder in the future." Clarence couldn't help laughing.

"Very good, then." Lucius brushed back the long hair on the right side of his cheek, raised his chin, and said something beyond the reaction speed of Clarence's brain nerves: "Kiss me, Henry! If you Seriously."

Clarence's eyes widened for a moment, and he bluntly expressed his astonishment on his face.

"Hehe, what did I say, goodbye." Lucius raised his eyebrows in no surprise, turned and left.

The sound of quick footsteps could be heard, Lucius was pulled back by the wrist, and fell into the same embrace for the third time.Before he could react, an irresistible kiss sealed all possible words: "As you wish, Lucius."

The author has something to say: PS, the patriarch’s ring is still Yuanyuan’s original setting, hereby declare~

Ha, but Yuanyuan knows that this is already 8 important to you. 【hey-hey

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