Savior? No!I just want to stay home

When he woke up in the morning, Harry felt refreshed, as if he had just soaked in a hot spring and had a full-body massage.

[It's really a blessing to be able to sleep soundly~] Harry stretched his waist and sighed.

At noon, Harry finished dealing with the bookstore, and inquired about the procedures for traveling to Hong Kong. When he returned home, he unexpectedly found a letter on the desk, and immediately understood who the sender was.Okay, okay~ Harry looked up.The letter was obvious from where it came from - who else but Malfoy had a gold border on the envelope?

"Your letter, but I don't want to stare at a silly bird with an upturned nostril, so I let it put down the letter and leave." Xuan Ye took the tuna sandwich and fried chicken nuggets Harry bought for him, and confessed He said a word, then flicked his tail and went back to the nest to eat.

Harry couldn't laugh or cry at Xuan Ye's statement, no need to ask, the sad golden eagle in Malfoy's family must have been bullied by this little cat.Otherwise, with the dedication of the golden eagle, he will definitely wait for him to come back.

Harry picked up the letter, opened it, and read it roughly.

The sender was Lucius, and there was nothing written in the letter, except for the oblique greetings of the nobleman, which was a tactful question to Harry if he wanted to attend the Christmas dinner at Malfoy's house, which surprised Harry a little.In his impression, Lucius has always been self-centered, he always raised his chin proudly to give orders to others, and never asked others for their opinions.Take this Christmas dinner as an example, even if he really wanted to invite, under normal circumstances, he should have sent an invitation instead of asking in advance.So, why did he make an exception this time?Could it be that the head of the Malfoy family, the legendary best Malfoy, really saw more exciting benefits in himself?

After thinking about it, Harry took out a pen and paper and wrote a reply letter.It is said to be a reply letter, but it is actually more like a note. Apart from the beginning and the end, there is only one sentence in the letter: "Sorry, I am not interested in dinner parties."

[Now, with Malfoy's pride, even if he is interested, he should ignore me. ] Harry thought optimistically as he glued the envelope. [If you add the look of the golden eagle before, you should hate me even more, right?Oh no, the golden eagle~] Thinking of the golden eagle, he was suddenly a little embarrassed to find that he didn't have an owl to deliver letters. [Since this is the case, don’t reply to the letter, just let them hate it to the end. ] He shrugged and tossed the sealed letter aside.

At about one o'clock, it snowed heavily outside, so Harry decided not to go out any more, but stayed at home and studied the information on how to go abroad for travel that he had received at the information desk.

[The procedure is not difficult, it just takes time.The biggest problem is that I'm underage, so I can't travel alone. Well, use the Imperius Curse to let the staff randomly find anyone in the group to be a guardian.It takes about two weeks to complete the procedures, and the flights are not available every day... In short, if there are no accidents, they should be able to depart within a month. ]

Just as Harry's research had just come to an end, the doorbell rang.

Harry blinked, who would come to him at this hour?Could it be someone from an advertising company?Casting a confusion spell on himself, he opened the door, and then...began to stare blankly at the door.

The people outside the door felt a little strange about the Confusion Charm on Harry, but he immediately raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at Harry blankly with some amusement.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?"

[Finally, it's not the feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away~] He thought.The two times I saw it before, there was always a transparent wall around Harry, forcibly separating him from the rest of the world.He felt that this trip was not in vain just to be able to see his angry face like this.

"Ah? Oh! Come in, Mr. Malfoy." Harry came back to his senses, and invited the guest into the room sideways.

It was Lucius.In the morning, he wrote a letter to Harry because of the Christmas dinner. He thought that even if he refused, he would at least receive a reply, and then he could use this as an opportunity to start future correspondence. .Unexpectedly, the golden eagle who delivered the letter appeared in front of him in a state of embarrassment, and he couldn't even bring back a single word.

[The golden eagle is a special messenger for the Malfoy family. No one would be foolish enough to attack it and offend Malfoy. Then, the reason for its embarrassment...could it be Harry Potter?He hates me that much? ] The thought made Lucius a little depressed.However, it didn't take long for him to recover.

[No, the last time he broke up, he was just surprised, not disgusted.So he was attacked?And the golden eagle happened to be affected when sending him a letter?But who would attack a child who lives alone?Oh, it's possible, after all, he is the other heir of the Potter family, and there is no impenetrable wall in the world. ] The more Lucius thought about it, the more he felt that his second guess was very likely to be correct.After restless hours at home, Master Platinum finally decided to go out and see what was going on, completely unaware that he was going to his least favorite, filthy Muggle world.

"Mr. Malfoy is what everyone calls my father." In Harry's small apartment, Lucius walked in while looking around, a little surprised at the clean and tidy environment in the apartment. "I don't like people calling me Mr. Malfoy either." He glanced back at Harry, showing a charming smile, "I allow you to call me Lucius, in exchange, can I call you Harry? "

Harry was taken aback by Lucius' smile, and rolled his eyes inwardly.

[Only thirteen or fourteen years old, they have already started to develop into monsters, this Malfoy family is really...]

"Uh, of course, Harry is much more convenient than Mr. Potter, right?" He nodded in agreement with Lucius' request, but he still felt weird in his heart.

[Well, I know exactly that it's 1969.However, I never imagined that there would be a day when I and Lucius would call each other Christian names~]

"What would you like to drink?" Harry asked, "Oh, there's no need to choose. I only have tea here, and there should be black tea... Please wait a moment."

"The tea is good." Seeing that Harry was safe, Lucius' nervousness was immediately forgotten in the sky, and he took a sip of the black tea with no milk or sugar in a leisurely state, and praised him in a good mood.Although he was not used to this light taste, he couldn't deny that it was indeed a good tea.

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of eating sweets, and I just ran out of milk, so..." Harry shrugged, looking at Lucius apologetically.It is not difficult to guess Lucius's taste from Draco's appearance of being addicted to sweetness. Although the tea is the best Dahongpao, it is really difficult for this young master to drink this pure Chinese-style black tea. up.

"It's good to change the taste once in a while." Lucius shook his head lightly, expressing his indifference. To prove his point, he picked up his teacup and took another sip.

Harry was noncommittal, he still couldn't figure out what the young master came here for, did he simply ask him for tea?Impossible~ Come out for a walk when you have nothing to do?Less likely!What's more, there is still so much snow outside.

"Did you receive the letter I wrote to you this morning?" After sitting for a while, Lucius picked a topic to break the somewhat silent atmosphere.Before Harry could reply, he explained again: "You didn't reply, and the golden eagle that delivered the letter..." After a pause, he decided not to describe the appearance of the golden eagle to Harry, lest he think he was here to ask questions. of. "I thought you were in danger."

Harry swears that he was transported to an equal world instead of 30 years ago in his original world! ! !Merlin~ Lucius Malfoy actually cares about him? ! !Care about a poor boy who only sees two sides? ! !If another Malfoy is sitting opposite - of course, this is absolutely impossible!Harry might still wonder what he was trying to achieve by saying this, but Lucius...Harry believed his sincerity, he looked at the opposite side, and sighed softly in his heart, at least those gray-blue eyes were not can be deceiving.Taking a [-]-step back, even if he has cultivated to the level of his father in dealing with people, and can be able to hide his emotions, but with the experience accumulated in so many years of hostility, Harry can easily Those who can detect whether the other party is lying to themselves.After all, the person who knows you best is often not yourself, but your enemy.

For a moment, Harry felt warm in his heart, even warmer than the black tea cup in his hand.He is used to being alone, yes, and indeed he prefers to be alone, but who would hate being cared about?When I came to this unfamiliar world alone, I suddenly found that there is someone who cares about me. Although this person is a former (or future?) enemy, at least now I feel really good.

So, subconsciously, Harry gave Lucius a smile, a genuine, heartfelt smile.

Lucius felt that for a split second, he couldn't breathe.The boy in front of me was thin and small, with messy hair flying around, and his palm-sized face was originally inconspicuous, half of which was taken up by a pair of old and ugly round glasses. The color of the eyes was pretty good, but the lenses were too thick I can't see what those eyes look like at all, and even the nose is blocked by glasses... No matter how you look at it, this boy has nothing to do with the word "beautiful", but when he smiles, he suddenly The son was amazed.Yes, stunning!Even his father and godfather had never made him experience this. That smile...is simply beautiful!

If Harry knew what Lucius was thinking, he'd probably be able to tell why.In his previous life, if there was no special reason, he, a helpless orphan, would not be able to get into the eyes of the leader no matter what.And this special reason is his appearance.The leader likes women and doesn't reject men, so he, who was outstanding in appearance, was washed clean and beautifully decorated as a child prostitute, and was thrown on the leader's big bed as a "surprise" for enjoyment.If the leader hadn't been astonished at his condition after seeing his body, he would probably be arranged in a courtyard to wait for the leader's arrival, just like the twin sisters Xiaobing and Xiaofeng, and then try his best to please, Toss and turn Chenghuan.In fact, he has always felt that there is nothing wrong with that, although he may be hurt when the leader is fierce, at least he doesn't have to kill people.In his previous life, when he occasionally thought of the possibility of that identity, he even felt it was a pity. It's a pity that he was more suitable to be a killer, otherwise he could live a peaceful life... The leader is not gay, he just doesn't reject men.Therefore, it is conceivable that a boy who can be arranged as a "surprise" without consent has an outstanding appearance.At least after he became a "Shadow", the leader who is absolutely well-informed when it comes to women often looks at him and sighs, saying that if Shadow is a woman, he might learn from Tang Minghuang, "Spring night is bitter, short day is high, From then on, the king will not go to court early", or follow Wu Sangui's example, "weeping that the three armies are all plain, and become a beauty in anger at the crown".He also laments that it is fortunate that Shadow is not a woman, otherwise he might not be able to be the leader for long. Isn't everyone fighting for such a beauty?

Xiao Ying's beauty is not only in appearance.His every move, every frown and smile touches people's hearts.The leader once said that when the shadow is not smiling, it is as cold as an iceberg and snow lotus; when it is happy occasionally, its smile is as refreshing as the sun melting into snow.The brows are slightly frowned, which evokes the world's melancholy; standing still and thinking, attracts the eyes of all beings.Even when killing people, it was like performing a gorgeous performance, so elegant and beautiful that people felt that death in his hands was not difficult.Xiao Ying always felt that the leader was exaggerating, but everyone who heard this comment nodded their heads in agreement.

Therefore, although his appearance is Harry and he has all of Harry's memories, his soul is [-]% Xiao Ying, just like a fake.The smile just now was naturally described by the leader, as refreshing as snow melting in spring.

"There's a cat staying with me for a few days. Uh, this cat has a more, uh, tougher personality." Harry originally wanted to say arrogant and fierce, but he temporarily changed the words for his own peaceful life in the future.

"Cat?" Lucius was surprised.What kind of a powerful cat can beat a golden eagle like that?

"Well, a black cat." Harry nodded, "It's sleeping in the kitchen now. I received the letter, and after I wrote the reply, I found out that the messenger was gone, so..." He spread his hands.

"It's okay, you can give it to me now." Lucius curled his mouth again as Harry looked for the owl everywhere with the envelope but couldn't find it in his mind.

"Don't be so troublesome." Thinking of the dry content of his letter, and Lucius' overt concern just now, Harry decided not to do what he said.On the premise of not causing trouble for himself, he rarely really took care of other people's emotions, but Lucius' performance made him feel that it was really too much for him to be so unkind.

"I'm writing to you to say no. I'm not interested in a banquet. I don't know anyone in a large group. I would definitely feel uncomfortable. It's impossible for me to dance with a woman I don't know. .”

"But you know me... Well, due to various reasons, I can't take care of you all the time." Lucius sighed. "It's fine if you don't come. To be honest, I'm really not satisfied with this year's banquet. Due to the weather, all the countries in the south were hit by disasters. The quality of the fruits brought in is obviously not as good as in previous years. I can’t pick out enough high-quality fruits to meet the needs of the banquet, so I have to make do. And it’s even worse for the usual ones, I’ve already given up fruits and fruit desserts after meals.”

"So you gave up sweets?" Harry couldn't believe it.If Lucius had the same level of sweetness as his future son, then the probability of this happening was not much higher than that of Dumbledore wearing a magic robe of normal color and pattern to the banquet.

"Oh, that's not enough." Sure enough, Lucius denied it. "There is no fruit, you can eat vanilla milk ice cream or cheese cake, chocolate is also good, but this is still too monotonous~ Moreover, fruit can also be used to make juice, but I only drink tea now..." He endured Can't help complaining.

"It's just that the harvest was not good. There's not that much difference in taste, right?" Harry was surprised by the pickiness of Master Platinum.

"Of course there is a difference." Lucius gave Harry a dissatisfied look, unwilling to let go. "How can you let a Malfoy use his noble tongue to taste those fruits full of holes and black scars? Besides, the taste is surprisingly bland! This is simply a blasphemy to the palate of nobles!"

"Okay, okay! I understand, I apologize!" Harry expressed deep helplessness at Malfoy's persistence in certain aspects. "As compensation, I'll treat you to some fruit, which can be regarded as a snack for afternoon tea." After finishing speaking, he walked into the kitchen again.

Harry took out a cantaloupe, peeled, peeled, and diced it, then found a platter and brought it out.

"This is a kind of melon, you have a taste." Putting down the fruit plate, he handed Lucius a fork.

Lucius forked a piece into his mouth, and his eyes lit up. "It's so delicious ~ are you sure this is really melon? Why is it different from the ones I've eaten? It's fragrant and melts in your mouth. I think it's more like ice cream that doesn't need to be frozen!"

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So, Father L took the initiative to attack~