People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 118 Lucius's Little Thoughts

Afro stopped talking, she watched Draco approach slowly, his deep eyes made her heart beat faster. Something seemed to have changed in the air.

23 was about to sound the system alarm when a knock on the door stopped the ambiguity in the room.

Afro stood up suddenly, pulled out his wand and waved it at the clothes piled on the ground.

"Well, I, I'll help you tidy up the room!"

Draco clenched his fist and put it to his mouth and coughed twice. He felt his face getting hot and his eyes were dodging, not looking at Afro.

Just a little bit...

Bang bang bang!

The knocks on the door became more urgent, and the person outside the door seemed to be in a hurry. Draco opened the bedroom door with a gloomy face and came face to face with Noah behind the door.

"What are you doing in the room with the door closed?" Noah looked Draco up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, and then glanced at Aphrodite who was intact in the room.

"Eh? You're just in time!" Afro waited for a long time but didn't see anyone coming into the house. She leaned out half of her body and saw Noah, whose face was half blocked by Draco, and called him to join the work.

"Labor is glorious!"

Afro stuffed a rag into Noah's hand and patted his shoulder with a bright smile. Noah took off the crooked paper hat on his head, gently hooked it with his index finger, and turned it twice between his fingers.

"Aren't you a wizard? Why are you going through so much trouble?"

"Uncle, Aphrodite said that if you work hard, you will have enough food and clothing!" Draco, who was gloating over his misfortune, kindly handed him a broom. The other party did not take it, so Draco followed Aphrodite and stuffed it directly into his arms.

"Who are you calling uncle?" Noah was so angry that his eyebrows stood up, and he wanted to throw the rag in his hand into Draco's face!

Although Afuluo does not acknowledge his seniority, not everyone can call him that!

If it was Aphrodite...

Noah imagined in his mind the scene where Afro, with his voice pinched, called him "uncle" again and again in an artificial voice.

too disgusting!

Draco's little thoughts are easier to guess.

Noah is Aphrodite's uncle, that is, his (future) uncle.

Draco simply chose to ignore the word "future".

"2333, do you feel that there is something wrong with Draco?"

23 took a look and it looked just like usual, as if the gorgeous bird of paradise was courting, lifting up the edge of its skirt and shaking its head in the aho-hair dance. It was simply a scene of failed courtship.

Completely explains that sentence.

Courtship is not important, dancing must be beautiful!

"Really? He's always been like this!"

Afro narrowed her eyes, bit her lower lip, and rubbed her chin. The more she looked, the more she felt something was wrong. Why hadn't she noticed it before?

"No, this is very wrong. Why does he look like a peacock spreading its feathers?"

23 When he heard Afuluo's words, his alarm bells immediately rang!

Oh no! The goose girl needs to grow a brain!

"It's useless, you've seen it wrong!" 23, who was checking the system tasks, put aside the work in his hands and guarded Afulo strictly!

Although it tacitly acknowledged the existence of several boys, it did not mean that Afro would be kidnapped immediately! At least he would have to go through 81 difficulties!

While Aphrodite was wondering what was wrong with Draco, the person concerned had already had a friendly exchange with Noah about the issue of address.

The two sides exchanged different views on the naming issue and expressed that they fully understood and respected each other's requests, but they had the right not to implement them.

To sum it up in one sentence: You make your suggestion, and if I can accept it, I lose!

Then, a strange scene happened during afternoon tea.

Draco picked up the vintage green teapot with gold patterns and respectfully poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Noah.

"Come, uncle, have some tea!"

Lucius and Narcissa paused as they picked up their teacups. Cracks appeared on their elegant masks and the corners of their mouths twitched involuntarily.

"Senior Malfoy is too polite, please drink!" Noah gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words. A cup of boiling hot tea was placed next to Draco.

"Uncle is the elder, you drink first."

"Hey, Senior Malfoy is older than me, not as young as me, you drink first!"

"You drink first!"

"You first!"

As they spoke, both of them stood up and a cup of tea was pushed back and forth between them, making the scene quite lively.

"If you don't drink it, I will!" Unable to bear it any longer, Afro snatched the despised cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp.

Then, they were pressed down on the sofa by their shoulders, and Afro sat between them. The two finally sat down and enjoyed their afternoon tea.

Lucius, who was sitting opposite and watching everything, tapped the snake-head staff with his slender fingers a few times. He stared at Draco, who was still secretly competing and trying to please him, but his mind was thinking about the future direction of the Malfoy family.

Good birds choose trees to roost in.

Who is the winner of this gamble?

The wind blew from nowhere, and a few strands of golden hair scattered on his cheeks. Aphrodite looked up with a sense of something, and Lucius met his gaze calmly, with a smile on his face from beginning to end.

What would happen if Malfoy and Campbell teamed up?

The cane made a dull sound when it hit the ground, as if it was knocking on the soul, again and again, accompanied by endless thoughts.

Lucius relaxed his shoulders and leaned back into the soft sofa. He picked up the teacup and blew on it before taking a sip.

"What does Miss Campbell think of this incident in the Chamber of Secrets?"

Afro, who was suddenly cueed, blinked twice in confusion, then put his hands on his knees, sitting upright like a teacher asking a question.

Isn't this something you directed and acted out yourself? Why are you asking her?

"Uncle Lucius, do you want to ask about the Chamber of Secrets, or the person behind it?"

Lucius crossed his legs, tapping his cane slowly with his hands, his brows half closed as if thinking about Aphrodite's question.

"Dad?" Draco felt a chill running up his spine and his face turned even paler.

He had a strong feeling that if Avro gave an answer that didn't agree with Lucius, he would probably have to part ways with the girl.

"What's the difference?"

Afro's eyes suddenly focused, and she seemed to have abandoned her naive look. In an instant, she seemed to have transformed into a different person, and was unusually calm.

Lucius tilted his head with satisfaction, listening to Afro's next words with great anticipation.

How could the Campbell family really raise a naive person?

"Of course, as far as the secret room is concerned, it was just a planned accident."

"And the people behind the scenes are destined to be crawlers in the shadows, never seeing the light of day."

The faint expression and tone implied an unquestionable power.

For a long time, no other sound was heard in the room. The gaze between Lucius and Afro revealed an invisible confrontation.