[HP] Marriage relationship

As a prestigious family in France, the Casdeil family has many members. The current head of the family also holds the title of earl, and there are not a few other members of the family who have titles. This family controls the economic lifeline of the French magic world. It is definitely a colossus. It has a very high status in the entire European magic world.

Unlike Malfoy Manor, which has an independent space, Castell Manor is built on hills, all built in the Muggle world. The passages, stairs, and steps all over the place are intricate, and it looks like an ordinary manor from a distance. Only those who have invitations can really step into the gate of the manor and see the truly luxurious manor full of French sentiment.

French wizards don't reject Muggles. Marcia Ke, who is standing at the door to welcome Malfoy's mother and son, is from the Duane family who has served the Castell family for several centuries. He is a very clever Muggle. It can be fully seen how much Barley de Castei attaches importance to the Malfoy family.

Of course, there is another reason.

"Why a Muggle?" Draco frowned slightly, whispering to Narcissa.

"Don't underestimate anyone, dear, this is France." Even so, Narcissa was still a little stiff when facing Marciaque.

"The head of the family and his wife are waiting for you in the flower hall, respected Mrs. Malfoy." Marcia had a standard smile on her face, her tone was steady, and her gestures were concise, obviously well-trained.

As picky as Narcissa didn't even find a single mistake, she couldn't help but look at Marcia Ke one more time, nodded, and followed the maid to the flower hall.

"As for you, Mr. Malfoy, you are free to wander around the manor before the banquet, please feel free." Marcia still maintained her unique calmness and composure, wearing a black tuxedo without any wrinkles, it was perfect.

Draco nodded slightly, his slightly raised eyes swept across the flowers in front of the hall, his behavior was full of the solemnity unique to the British, but his eyes were shining, making people unconsciously stop their eyes on him On his body, the good looks of the Malfoy family are almost brought to the extreme in him, no matter where he stands, he is born to be a luminous body.

"Marcia—" Xiangfeng rushed over, and accompanied by the girl's charming voice, "Where is Cousin Alan?"

Draco looked in the direction where the voice came from. It was a petite lady with neatly combed blond curly hair, a diamond headband around her ear, and a pink tutu skirt that almost covered her whole body. It's all included.

"Master Alan should be in the private domain. He just handed in the mission, Miss Jelica." Marciac's voice unconsciously carried a hint of petting. It was obvious that the lady in front of him had a very high status in the Castell family. The blue eyes are clearly a characteristic of Sasuke.

Moreover, Draco keenly discovered that this young lady from the direct line had a lot of hostility towards him. Even though she concealed it well, Draco, who grew up in various hypocritical aristocratic circles, was very clear about it. .

How strange, how could a young lady whom she had never met before be hostile to herself?

Draco was pretty sure that this Jelica recognized him.

At this time, he ignored the name 'Alan' that Jelica asked, or he didn't realize that it was his fiancé's name at all.

After getting the answer, Jelica left without looking at Draco. Draco didn't say anything. After all, he was a sweet-looking lady with the right to be willful, but Marcia was embarrassed to apologize repeatedly.

"Miss Jelica is young, and the family dotes on her, which makes you laugh, Mr. Malfoy."

"It's okay." Draco said with a smile.

Half a step behind him, Marcia frowned. As a personal butler serving family members, he certainly knew the purpose of Draco's arrival. So far, everything he has shown is very in line with a traditional British heir to the aristocracy. Solemn and well mannered.

But I always feel strange, after all, I am about to get engaged to a boy I have never met, under what circumstances can I be so calm?

Marcia can only hope that everything is correct. He is Alan's exclusive butler, so naturally Alan puts everything first, which is why Master Barley asked him to receive Malfoy's mother and child.

On the other side, Jelica bounced around, and soon reached the edge of the lake. There were many plants planted there, and the dark green leaves were lush and lush, almost covering the entire lake. This is not a small place, where darkness grows wantonly. Jelica Ka never went in, she stood beside an old tree with gnarled roots on the outermost edge, knocking on the trunk.

This not-so-small place belongs to Alan. His ability and status in the family ensured that he could have his own small territory in the family, and the use of the territory was completely up to his master.

Alan inherited his father's Hydra blood, and he likes the dark and humid environment the most. However, the weather in France is hot and dry, which is not suitable for him to live in. Only this territory is kept cool all year round under the influence of the magic circle. Alan is in the manor I stayed here almost every day.

He has been living in Germany, and just came back from Durmstrang Academy of Magic a few days ago, for his 17th birthday and engagement banquet.

The trunk of this tree seemed to be empty, and there was a thud when it was struck. Almost instantly, the air fluctuated, and a tall and thin young man suddenly appeared in front of Jelica.

He was wearing a black robe, leaning against the tree trunk knocked by Jelica calmly, his shoulder-length blond hair was loosely scattered, his beautiful face was expressionless, and the black eyes hidden deep in his eyelids were paying attention to the person standing beside him. girl.

"Good day." Alan nodded, and at the gesture of Jelica, he handed over the hairband wrapped around his wrist to the girl. His tone was very flat, but it was not the kind of indifference and alienation, but weird enough to make people feel a little emotional I can't even feel the coldness.

Jelica smiled sweetly. She took out a horn comb from her pocket, pulled Alan to sit down very skillfully, and carefully gathered up the half-length blond hair, and tied it in a high ponytail behind her head. The tip is just above the neck, so that the entire slender, white nape of the neck is exposed, looking very energetic.

It feels very good to comb your hair. Alan lowered his eyes and relaxed his back. He looked at the ground quietly and was very silent for a while.

"Alan, who do you think I saw just now?" Jelica's voice came from behind.

Alan turned his head and looked at Jelica with his head tilted. Jelica was so envious of her delicate and flawless skin. She paused and asked, "Are you getting engaged?"

"Obviously." Alan acted as if he didn't know the meaning of the word 'engagement' at all, his face was expressionless, and he didn't have any feelings for his future partner.

"You... aren't you worried at all?" Jelica got up from the ground, walked up to Alan and squatted down, her round eyes were full of worry, "I just came from the corridor and saw Marcia taking the I walked over with the heir of the Malfoy family, and I went up to meet him, trust my judgment, he is definitely not an easy person to get along with!"

"Worried?" Alan raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Jelica with dark eyes without blinking, his lips that were always tightly pressed were gently opened and closed, and his voice was low, "It's just an engagement."

"Even so, but you've never met him, Alan, my cousin, your future is tied to someone you've never spoken to, so be a little bit worried—but," Jelica said abruptly Turn, "I think there are quite a few people who regard him as a target, although it was you who was talking about at the time, I don't know who Madam Malfoy prefers—"

"Marriage is nothing more than a partnership. It's just mutual use." Alan's tone was very calm. He rubbed Jessica's hair and said softly, "Don't worry."

Jelica, as a girl from the Kasdeil family who is not very talented in magic and is about to get married, has many things that are unclear. In fact, the people who will be married have already been determined, and they will not be changed at will.

The time soon came to dusk, and from the setting sun, the originally quiet manor became lively, the statues moved under the influence of magic, some played the harp, some danced lightly, the flowers bloomed slowly, and the little fairies flew up and down the flowers Down, sprinkle glittering gold dust.

"Bare has a heart." Narcissa changed into a more gorgeous evening dress, and stood beside a large bush of golden roses, smiling lightly. She wore a mask decorated with pure white feathers on her face, symbolizing the pure color She is becoming more and more noble and elegant. This is a woman loved by the years, and she is the most enviable Mrs. Malfoy in the entire wizarding world.

The crest of the Malfoy family is a half-bloomed rose, and Malfoy Manor is full of roses.

Tonight, the overwhelming roses in Castell Manor were not only for the sake of beauty, but also to show favor to the Malfoy family.

More and more people appeared from all directions, and the maids in uniform walked through the manor in an orderly manner, guiding the guests.

This ball to welcome the Malfoy family is about to begin.

Narcissa waved her wand, and an exquisite half-face mask appeared in the palm of her hand. It was inlaid with countless broken diamonds, with a silver background, which was very similar to Draco's hair color, and it was radiant under the light.

"I remember that there are many wineries under the name of the Castelyi family. Enjoy the mellow French wine, my dear." Narcissa looked at the mask in her hand and smiled lightly.

"Mom, I'm not yet an adult..." Draco smiled helplessly.

"Did you forget? This is France," Narcissa approached, and said, "There is no prohibition."

She gently put the expensive mask on Draco's face, adjusted the position carefully, and said softly: "Remember your goal, don't be dazzled by those little girls."

"Of course." Draco chuckled, his figure under the suit was slender and perfect, and his pair of peach blossom eyes, looking forward and looking, were still outstanding through the mask.

The second floor of the main house

Alan pushed open the door expressionlessly, and walked out of the bathroom. He had just taken two steps, and the moisture on his body disappeared. The dresses he had prepared earlier flew over from the bed in a line. One by one, he moved Dressed gracefully and quickly, her hair pulled back.

"Master, your mask." The gray-haired butler came in from the door, and on the tray in his hand was a black mask. The mask was very simple, and it didn't look like any extra decorations at first glance. But if you look carefully, You will find that a rose is outlined with a thin silver line on it.

Against Alan's fair to almost transparent complexion, he is restrained and outstanding.

Alan looked around his bedroom. Since he went to school in Germany a few years ago, he seldom lived here, and would travel around with his school partner during vacations.

But it still maintains the look he likes here. The bedroom area is very large, simple to monotonous, only a big bed in the center is covered with thick cushions, which looks very comfortable.

"Marcia, ask someone...to tidy up here and put some—" He likes...

Alan looked at the butler, paused, and still didn't say the rest.

Marcia has taken care of Alan since he was a child. Even if he doesn't say anything, Marcia can more or less guess what he's thinking.

He smiled and was about to speak when there was a sudden noise downstairs.

Alan's eyelids twitched violently, he turned around indifferently, said softly, "Thank you," and simply turned from the corridor to the stairs.

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