The afternoon sun shines into the study through the gaps in the windows, casting mottled light and shadows on the wooden tabletops. Although it is summer, the occasional breeze still makes people feel a bit of coolness.
Malfoy in the study was intoxicated in the sea of books, he didn't let go of even a simple magic release technique or unpopular knowledge.
"The ancients said that cultivating the Tao is only for longevity, but they don't know that the pleasure of self-improvement in the process of cultivating the Tao can make people unable to extricate themselves." Malfoy couldn't help but sigh when he thought of his views on the world he once had.
Under the golden finger with super memory, Malfoy can feel his knowledge reserve is constantly increasing all the time, and this kind of control of knowledge can bring more satisfaction than other **.
Humans are short-sighted animals, that's why other people in previous lives, including Malfoy himself, were keen on many online games. Because the experience on the screen increases, the gold coins in the backpack will give you instant feedback, and the short-term rewards one after another make people stuck in the quagmire and unable to extricate themselves.
On the contrary, who doesn't know the importance of learning? But how many people can persevere? The extremely long feedback cycle brings endless self-doubt in the process. People often can't help but think about whether they have done useless work in the struggle, and why they still can't see the results. More often than not, an individual chooses to withdraw and degenerate. Became a slave to short-cycle feedback.
Don't worry about forgetting, plus your own enthusiasm for magic. Let Malfoy become a real academic bully.
"It seems that Felix Elixir is really difficult to make." After closing the book, Malfoy sighed inwardly.
In his previous life, Malfoy was not very interested in so-called powerful potions like Compound Decoction, but was very curious about Felicia Elixir. What kind of potion could temporarily change his luck. Malfoy would naturally not let go of an opportunity in this life. However, I found a lot of books and came to a conclusion—that is, hard-to-find materials and difficult production methods, even if there are no mistakes, everything is ready. That would have to wait six months.
"But I won't give up trying." Malfoy thought so.
"Then I'll trouble you." Just as Malfoy was thinking, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly came from outside the door. Still somewhat familiar.
"It's a trivial matter, you're welcome, maybe my kid won't be happy in time." This was the voice of Lucius.
As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door.
Malfoy closed the "Making and Using Magical Potions", stood up from his chair, walked to the door and opened it.
"Oh, little Malfoy, we meet again, this time you may need to help your uncle a little." The owner of the familiar voice was Hector who had met him last time. Standing next to him was Lucius.
Before he finished speaking, a small figure walked out from behind Hector, looking at her, Malfoy couldn't help touching his forehead again.
Who else? Pansy Parkinson, of course.
Pansy today changed her gothic outfit from last time and replaced it with a white dress. There are pale yellow bows on the two cuffs, the double skirt is embroidered with rose patterns, the small red leather boots are simple and elegant, and she is holding a small lady's leather bag in her hand. If the last time I met Pan Xi she was dressed like a little devil, but this time she looked like an elf who came out of a fairy tale.
"We meet again." Pansy said softly, looking at Malfoy.
"Welcome." Malfoy didn't know how to respond for a while, after all, it was a bit sudden, so he could only bend slightly to signal.
"Oh, those moths." Hector suddenly said angrily.
"Which family doesn't have two people like this? You don't have to get angry." Lucius persuaded.
It is difficult for two people with unequal status to have a friendship, and a friendship without an exchange of interests will not last long. As two pure-blood wizards with similar interests, it is impossible to be just a pure friendship. Of course, the Gallon of the Malfoy family did not come out of thin air. Gaining income from various investments is not just the preserve of Muggles. Wizards also need to make money.
Unfortunately, Hector encountered economic problems in his own industry today, and it was even more unfortunate that Lucius also had a share in that industry. That's why two people need to go out to discuss.
"I don't want to give all the money to those goblins in Gringotts." I don't like that group of goblin-like wizards. Hector is certainly no exception.
"Okay, okay, don't say these things in front of the child." Lucius turned to Malfoy and said, "You heard it too, your uncle and I have something urgent to go out now, it's inconvenient for Pansy to follow , you just stay here with her, I think we can come back tonight."
"This girl insists on coming. I also have a headache. Now I can only trouble your little guy. The situation is urgent and we can't delay any longer, otherwise we don't know what kind of trouble those moths will make."
"Pansy, be obedient, don't be like last time." Before leaving, Hector gave Pansy a little warning.
"Okay, okay, don't worry." Pan Xijiao said angrily, with a blush all over her face, as if she was still embarrassed by the accident that happened last time.
"Don't worry, Father, Uncle, I will take good care of her." Malfoy also regretted his narrow-mindedness last time, hoping to make up for it this time. Naturally, he made a promise, but he estimated that It's hard to imagine what will happen after that.
"Let's go, Hector, I think those moths will enjoy our wrath."
"I can't wait, Lucius, too much time seems to have forgotten our past reputation, and today is also the time for them to experience it again."
Then the figures of the two gradually became transparent, and finally returned to nothingness. Obviously, the two used apparition.
"This is the legendary teleportation." Malfoy's eyes couldn't help flickering with flames that symbolized longing. Malfoy is more interested in spells with more mysterious principles than spells with great lethality. When any witchcraft involves space and time, the difficulty will increase geometrically. Compared with the powerful Avada Kedavra, Malfoy feels that these witchcrafts are the source of progress in the wizarding world. It is also the existence that can truly embody the mystery of magic.
If you think about it carefully, how different is Avada Kedavra from bullets from a pistol? Well, the technology research of ordinary people, that is, Muggles, has long surpassed witchcraft in terms of lethality. What does the strongest magic do compared with nuclear bombs
However, in terms of space and time, wizards are far ahead in their research. There may be many restrictions on their use, but the Time Converter involves the mysteries of time after all, and apparition is enough to make Muggle scientists want to break their heads.
"I'm really looking forward to life in the future." Malfoy was fascinated by the magic he would learn in the future.
"But now we still have to deal with some problems." Malfoy thought to himself, "Apologize again, what's the fight with the little girl?"
Of course, it didn't take long for Malfoy to realize that he was being too sweet.
"Last time..." Malfoy was halfway through.
With a "snap", Pansy threw the small bag in his hand directly onto Malfoy's desk. The shy expression just now has long since disappeared without a trace. Instead, there were cold eyes.
"You can open it now." Pansy's tone was slightly provocative.
Malfoy still didn't realize what happened for a moment. But he did as he did and opened the purse.
"Damn it." Malfoy felt that he had underestimated how much women could hold grudges, even though Pansy was still just a loli.
"I think the officials of the Ministry of Magic are very happy to see these evidences. There must have been many people who were dissatisfied with your father's acquittal." Pansy had a smirk on his face.
"Uncle Lucius has a wide range of hobbies in "Deciphering the Advanced Dark Arts." Pansy pointed to a photo and said. On the photo is the title page of a book with Lucius' name written on it.
As for the other photos, some of the annotations made by Lucius were taken. The densely packed letters are shocking, and you can also see the lines and circles drawn in bold.
People are always afraid of uncertain things, but if they are really sure, it is still easy to accept. Previously, Pansy was afraid of black magic, but it was confirmed that Lucius was not so afraid after studying it, or rather became interested. Threatening Malfoy is also familiar with it now.
"The book in the Chamber of Secrets must have been taken away." Malfoy felt dizzy.
In a sense, children are indeed overwhelming. Adults understand trade-offs and trade-offs. For example, although Hector knew that Lucius was studying black magic, at most he could only remind him a few words, but Pansy was different. Who knew if she would actually report to the Ministry of Magic.
Seeing Malfoy's stiff expression, Pansy said triumphantly, "It seems that the Muggle camera is still very useful."
"Tell me, what do you want to do." Malfoy's expression quickly returned to normal.
The thinking of an adult soul is still very fast. Thinking about it carefully, how many Death Eaters were there in their heyday, and how many escaped punishment with lame reasons like the Imperius Curse? Lucius' own network must have been deep. Maybe many people at that time knew it well, just for the sake of looking good. What's more, Lucius' money was not spent in vain. This level of evidence is no big deal.
To take a step back, even if Pansy did hand it in, at most the original surprise inspection by the Ministry of Magic would be advanced.
At first, Pansy was satisfied to see Malfoy's stiff expression, but now Malfoy's calm performance made her feel very uncomfortable. She imagined that Malfoy should be scared to death, and quickly knelt down and begged for forgiveness. The result was quite the opposite.
"Oh, boring, nerd, go read your book." Seeing Malfoy's usual calm expression, Pansy suddenly felt that it was meaningless. What she wanted to see was Malfoy's humiliated expression under submission, not the current one. A poker face.
In fact, we can't underestimate the IQ of children. For Pan Xi, who lived in a big family since childhood, he may understand the seriousness of the consequences of this matter better. Usually he can be savage, but if he is self-willed in this kind of thing, the two families may become hostile. Although his father is usually mild, he probably cannot escape his anger when encountering such a thing. Pan Xi has seen it today Hector's rarely angry side. have a deeper understanding of this.
Originally, he just wanted to scare Malfoy, as revenge for last time. It's a pity that it doesn't work, and it's impossible for Pan Xi to be an enthusiastic wizard and report it, so Pan Xi is in a bad mood now.
"Crack, clap!" came the sound, and Pan Xi stomped on the floor and walked to the desk, found a chair and sat down, pursing her lips, wondering what she was thinking.
"It seems that the favorability has dropped to a negative number." Malfoy naturally couldn't think of Pansy's psychological activities, and of course he knew from his behavior that he must have offended this little loli again.
"It's useless to think too much." After seeing Pansy, he didn't make things difficult for him anymore, and Malfoy was happy to relax. If the favorability is negative, it will be negative. There is always a chance to get it back. So Malfoy continued his research on Felicia.
"By the way, there is a copy of "The Tales of Beedle the Poet" on the third row and the fourth column of the bookshelf. If you feel bored, you can read it yourself." Malfoy buried himself in the reading and at the same time proposed to Pansy a way to pass the time. suggestion.
"Who wants to read a book whose name sounds like fooling a child?"
Not to mention that everything is fine, when Malfoy reminded, Pansy shouted like a kitten with fried fur.
"It's over, we've stepped into a minefield again." Malfoy felt that the number of times he lamented in his heart today was more than the sum of the previous 8 years. "I bought this book for Dumbledore's sake. If Dumbledore heard your evaluation, he probably wouldn't know how he would feel about it."
"It seems that today's time is about to run out again." Malfoy shook his head helplessly, thinking so in his heart.
"Alright, alright, Miss, tell me what to do." Malfoy said, closing the book he hadn't read a few times.
"Hmph." Pansy turned her head away and stopped talking.
"If I have to resort to a big killer, I will be a cultural disseminator today." Malfoy couldn't help thinking of some things his predecessors had done.
"In a distant eastern country, such a story happened a long, long time ago..." Malfoy said suddenly, and started his identity as Wen Chaogong.
"There was a tc man named Liang Shanbo..." The story is about Liang Zhu, who is well-known in the country, and is known as the Romeo and Juliet of the East.
"This seems to be a bit interesting." Pansy, who was sitting on the chair, was also a little curious. "Let me just listen to it." It was rare for Pansy not to interrupt Malfoy this time.
Many Westerners still yearn for the mysterious country in the East, so Pan Xi chose to continue listening when curiosity overwhelmed Tsundere.
Not long.
"That Liang Shanbo is really cowardly."
"That Marvin has a sanctimonious appearance, who knows that he is as bad as you. He is a little villain."
"It seems that this image of myself is irretrievable." Listening to Pansy's evaluation of the story, Malfoy didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"In the end, the two of them turned into butterflies, stayed together forever, and finally were together forever." Malfoy took a long breath, feeling as if he had returned to his childhood when he was a child listening to his parents telling stories in his previous life. His eyes were moist, and as a somewhat emotional person, even though the story was retelling from his own mouth, Malfoy was somewhat moved.
"I don't believe that this story is not touching enough, I guess Pansy's eyes are red now." Malfoy is still very confident in the traditional cultural stories of his motherland.
"Is this the end?" Pansy asked.
"It's over."
"Oh." Pansy sneered.
"This reaction is wrong. Don't little girls yearn for some kind of sad love?" Hearing Pansy's sneer, Malfoy couldn't help feeling a little depressed.
Seeing Malfoy's gloomy expression, Pansy couldn't help showing a happy look, and then explained: "Although I hate you, I have to say that your story is good, I just laughed at you for calling comedy a joke." tragedy."
Malfoy felt that his mind could no longer keep up with this little loli.
"It's a pity that you have become a fool after reading so many books." Pan Xi mocked again. "Obviously Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are probably both Animagus. These are just a play directed for a more reasonable elopement. After reading so many books, it's impossible that you don't even know about transformation magic. ?”
"That world and this world are not in the same dimension, okay?" Malfoy complained in his heart, feeling that his brain could no longer keep up with this little loli.
"But it is indeed quite interesting. As a reward, I can let you continue to tell another story."
"Miss, you are addicted to listening." Malfoy secretly slandered.
"But I don't believe that I can't impress a little girl." Malfoy was also aroused to be competitive, and he had to impress Pansy.
"It must be that Ruth is too fat, otherwise maybe both of them can be saved." This is Pansy's complaint about the Titanic.
Malfoy spat blood.
Malfoy, whose self-confidence was severely frustrated, had to change the subject.
"This girl named Hua Mulan is very powerful. My father always tells me not to do this or that. Why does the girl have to obey so many rules? I will tell him this story when I have a chance." The surprise made Pansy somewhat satisfied.
"Huh." Malfoy let out a long breath. "I almost lost the face of the transversal crowd." Malfoy thought to himself.
"But with your performance, if the boy would have been beaten to death." Malfoy cursed again. It has to be said that women have disadvantages in some aspects, but they will also receive a lot of preferential treatment in other aspects.
"For the sake of the interesting story you told, I won't argue with you."
"That would be a great honour, my lady," Malfoy thought, finally solving a difficult problem.
"But let's talk more about it later." Pansy stared at Malfoy with bright eyes, as if he had found a new toy.
"Okay." Malfoy quickly agreed to Pansy's request, but not entirely for her sake.
"I still can't forget my hometown, whatever. Let this be a way for me to miss it." As he told his own story, Malfoy also recalled his past. Perhaps these stories in his mind are the only one between him and his hometown. The bond of it, he does not want to forget.
That being the case, let's remember it in this way.
Malfoy was distracted.
"Hey, Malfoy, why are you in a daze." Pansy reached out and waved Malfoy's eyes. Pulled him back to reality from nostalgia.
"Feel sorry."
"Is it so boring to tell Miss Ben?" Although he didn't want to admit it, Pansy's impression of Malfoy was much better because of these stories, so his tone was much better now than before.
"It seems that you get along pretty well. Didn't Pansy cause you any trouble?" It seems that the problem should be handled perfectly this time. Hector and Lucius came back much earlier than expected.
"Father! I'm not causing trouble." Pan Xi said angrily, obviously switching back to lady mode immediately.
"Where is uncle, I am also very happy to have someone to accompany me." Malfoy naturally responded politely.
"It's getting late, why don't you go back after having dinner here." Lucius asked to stay.
"No, it's getting late today. I still have some things to deal with. I'll visit you another day." Although the matter was resolved satisfactorily, there are still some things waiting for Hector to deal with, so Hector still Declined Lucius's retention.
Lucius was also very aware of this, so after a few more polite words, he and Malfoy sent Pansy and his daughter out of the house. Before leaving, Pansy still sneaked a glance at Malfoy.
Malfoy understood this look: "I will come again next time!"