[HP] Can you be gentle with me

"So, Tahlia, how about a cup of tea?"

Abraxas' voice came from next to her ear, Tahlia raised her head slightly and said with a smile. "It's troublesome." He said on his mouth, but his body didn't move much.

"Ahem..." Lucius on the side had already seen his father's eyes as if he had found something interesting, and Tahlia also seemed to have noticed his father's inconsistency, thought for a while, and opened his mouth. "Father, a Malfoy—"

"Lucius, I don't think I need you to remind me what to do as a Malfoy yet." Abraxas said coldly, turning to Tahlia, his face no longer the innocuous look on his face. "Girl, you're smart."

"Thank you." Tahlia nodded slightly.

This time Abraxas was for real laughing out loud. "Okay, Tahlia, you won't suffer any harm here, and I can assure you from this point, sit down." He said, calling a house elf to prepare tea.

After a little hesitation, but only for a moment, Tahlia smiled sincerely at Abraxas, and sat on the sofa opposite him.

It didn't take long for the table to be filled with all kinds of exquisite snacks, which made Tahlia's eyes widen. Many of them were small cakes that she had never seen before, and even the black tea in front of her was continuously distributed. Tea fragrance, I wonder if I can bring some back to Josh and the others...

"May I ask a question, Mr. Malfoy?" Tahlia hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Abraxas nodded.

"That's right," Tahlia cleared her throat. "Why did you invite me here? In case you don't know, Mr. Malfoy, none of my family is magical, I thought—"

Abraxas interrupted Tahlia with a raised hand. "It can be seen that you have doubts, I will explain to you, don't worry..." he said.

Tahlia shut her mouth obediently, but she didn't wait for Abraxas to speak again after waiting for a long time.

Looking at Mr. Malfoy suspiciously.

But he smiled and nodded slightly to Lucius.

Lucius spoke immediately. "Slytherins have always admired power, and I think you know that, Tahlia?"

Tahlia nodded, which is why she knew that to improve her situation at the academy, she needed to improve herself first.

"Then, being a Slytherin, the Malfoys naturally have a positive attitude towards your talent." Lucius showed a standard smile.

"...I see," Tahlia said.

Although she still vaguely felt that the reason was definitely not that simple, she couldn't ask any more questions, after all, Lucius had already given a nearly perfect answer just now.

Slytherin advocates absolute power, because power often brings power, and only those who have won are qualified to be called strong. Although Tahlia has only been enrolled for one year, she has a very deep understanding.

So Lucius meant that the Malfoys were willing to ignore her Muggle origins and view her purely for her magical abilities?

"Tahlia," Abraxas called. "I think you should try this." He said, pushing a plate of small cakes in front of her.

"Thank you," Tahlia said, reaching for the small fork that was on the side, getting a small piece for herself, and popping it into her mouth. "It's delicious!" She immediately admired.

She is not being polite, this cake is really delicious, the inside is very dense, and the center is wrapped with cold blueberry jam, probably with some magic, the jam in the middle will give people a really cool feeling after eating Feeling, and the overall taste will not be too sweet.

"Mother also loves this cake." Lucius said flatly.

"And what about Mrs. Malfoy?"

There was a moment of silence, but Abraxas spoke anyway. "She's been dead for a few years." There was no emotion in the tone, but Tahlia preferred to believe that Malfoy was feeling sad.

"I'm sorry." Tahlia said, but put down the fork and didn't touch the plate of cake.

"It's okay." Abraxas waved his hands and stood up as he spoke. "Tahlia, you treat this place as your home these days, if you have any questions, Lala will help you, or find Lucius."

Tahlia stood up quickly, nodding. "Okay, thank you very much, Mr. Malfoy."

"Then I still have some things to deal with, so first—" He walked towards the door, but stopped again. "By the way, there are some things I have to tell you first." He said. "It's best to take Lala with you when you move. Some rooms that are inconvenient for non-family members to enter are not locked in this manor. Lala will be responsible for reminding you." After a pause. "I also hope Tahlia you can understand..."

"No no no," Tahlia shook her head. "I will pay attention, please rest assured."

Abraxas nodded slightly before leaving the hall.

"Huh..." Seeing Abraxas leave, Tahlia immediately relaxed. With him, the atmosphere in the hall was always oppressive, and the whole person seemed to soften instantly.

Lucius' mouth twitched. "I'm still here..."

"You're not on the same level as Mr. Malfoy at all." Tahlia grumbled unceremoniously, and rolled her eyes, and now Tahlia was hardly able to see him as a senior who was many years older than herself.

Lucius was speechless.

While lamenting that he is becoming less and less majestic in front of Tahlia, he also deeply feels the huge gap between himself and his father, and secretly makes up his mind that he must let himself grow up.

"Don't be sad, Lucius." Seeing Lucius' dejected expression, Tahlia smiled. "If I hadn't been with you for a long time, I would still think you are very intimidating."

Lucius didn't hold back at all, and just rolled his eyes in a very un-noble manner, and sat back on the sofa. "How can you call comfort like this?" If my father saw it, he would probably hit him on the head with a stick.

"Hey, I'm serious." Tahlia also plopped down on the couch.

In fact, Tahlia was able to be with Lucius like this naturally because of her and Lucius' extra courses. It can be said that they have almost seen each other's various ugliness, which made Lucius completely lost in front of Tahlia. She is obedient and obedient.

Lucius raised an eyebrow.

"Don't make that look." Tahlia was speechless. "I'm really telling the truth..."

Lucius is really a very capable student. She knows this very well, and she is far beyond herself. After all, she is still learning from him now. In her heart, she really admires this young senior with outstanding abilities. Yes... But of course she wouldn't tell Lucius these words, and it wasn't because she was stingy with compliments, but was she supposed to say "Lucius, actually, I respect you very much" all of a sudden?

After that, Abraxas seemed to disappear. Not only on the first day, but in the next few days, Tahlia didn't see anyone else in the manor except the house elf and Lucius, but she was quite happy.

Except for the day when Lucius took her to Diagon Alley, she mainly stayed in her room, the dining room, and then the study in Malfoy Manor. Lucius was right, they really had a lot of books in their house, and Most of them are not seen in Hogwarts, and there are many black magic books that make people daunted just by looking at the title...

Originally, Tahlia was not picky about the types of books. Anyway, her intention was not to perform black magic. In the spirit of research, she still got what she got and started to read, although many descriptions in the book were not so convincing. She felt so...comfortable, but she still frowned slightly and looked over.

During her stay in the manor, Lucius spent most of her time with her as a landlord, and would answer her questions in a timely manner, but sometimes he asked some profound questions that even Lucius couldn't answer. He would leave for a while, and come back after a while, taking a piece of parchment with answers to the questions.

Tahlia guessed that he probably went to ask his father. After all, these books are in the manor, and Mr. Malfoy must have read most of them... Sure enough, he is going to be the one who is currently in charge of the Malfoy family and plays a decisive role in the wizarding world. A person who can do it not only by relying on the family's financial resources, but also by Mr. Malfoy's own admirable ability.

Turning another page, Tahlia yawned a little tiredly. She knew that she read a little too much in the past few days. She didn't go to bed until late at night, but she crawled early in the morning. Get up and continue reading, no matter how attractive the content of this book is, it will be difficult to get rid of her drowsiness at this moment...

...sleep... let's go...

When Lucius returned to the study with a piece of parchment, he saw Tahlia who was sleeping soundly curled up on the small sofa. Her body was still holding the book, and her head was nodding. She didn't expect that she would even read a book. She would also fall asleep, Lucius was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, after thinking for a while, he put the parchment on the small table in front of her, and left the room with light steps.

"Lord, have you observed that girl for the past few days, have you found anything interesting?" In the same dark hall as last time, Abraxas looked at the pensive man in front of him and asked.

"I'm more curious about why you don't call me by my name." The man said lightly.

Abraxas smiled. "Lord, your name was taken by you to witness the greatness, so stop calling me a little mortal..."

Seeing that the man didn't speak, but only narrowed his eyes, Abraxas said helplessly. "Well, Lord... Voldemort...but I still think—"

There was a regular knock on the door.

"──Privately." The man called Voldemort answered. "I think you understand."

Abraxas was taken aback for a moment, then reacted immediately. "Of course, only in private..." he said, not surprised to see Voldemort nodding in satisfaction.

"So, what do you think of that girl? Is she as special as Lucius described?"

Voldemort was silent for a while before speaking. "I want to hear your opinion."

"Lord, how can my opinion—" Seeing that Voldemort frowned slightly, Abraxas abruptly changed what he was about to say. "I think Lucius made a good judgment call."

Voldemort raised one eyebrow. "How to say?"

"Lord, you should know the reason?" Abraxas said slyly.

A moment of silence.

"The questions she asked were indeed very... thought-provoking." Voldemort said slowly. "I think—"

dong dong.

The knocking sounded again.

"Abraxas, it's time for you to teach your son etiquette." He frowned slightly.

Abraxas is also an air knot.

Didn't you warn the child to pay special attention?

"It's my fault...Lord..." It seemed that Lucius had to rewrite the house rules a few more times, so that he could thoroughly remember what timekeeping was.

"That's all." Voldemort didn't seem too angry, he just waved his hand. "Let him in, I'll do what I told you to do quickly..."

Backing away with a slight bow, Abraxas quickly opened the door, and in the short moment when Lucius walked in and passed him, he spoke lightly. "Next time, one knock on the door is enough."

Stunned for a moment, Lucius immediately agreed. "I see, father."

The door closed behind him.