The Malfoy family's mansion is located in Wiltshire, England. It is a spacious and exquisite manor covering an area of 200 acres.
The manor is surrounded by well-designed gardens. As a symbol of the family, the beautiful and elegant white peacock strolls on the green lawn that can be used as a Muggle golf course. There are many small squares in the garden, and there are also statues full of artistic atmosphere. fountain.
In the center of the manor is a villa that is both classical and dignified. In front of the door are more than a dozen white pillars used to support the mansion. In the large foyer, the walls are covered with portraits and decorations of all the Malfoy family heads. The precious marble tiles on the floor are rolled up with snow-white swirls, and the ebony doors and windows are exquisitely carved. The forest trees add to the depth and beauty of this magnificent villa.
Late at night, the stars in the sky cast their clear starlight onto the quiet manor. The peacocks perched on the huge gilded birdcage occasionally emitted crisp and joyful cries. Instead of destroying the pleasant tranquility, these cries enhanced the tranquility. is more distant.
boom--
Following several sudden explosions, a few more figures suddenly appeared in front of the exquisite wrought iron gate. These people were hidden under black travel cloaks and could not see their faces. However, there was a thick smell lingering around each of them. The lingering smell of blood.
Looking at the brightly lit villa, the leader raised his head slightly, revealing his shaggy beard and sharp yellow teeth in the mouth with aphthous sores at the corners.
"This is it...ah, it's so luxurious and enviable...I hope the owner of the house won't dislike our strange smell."
The man said proudly, and amid the laughter of several men behind him, he slowly stretched out a hand from under his cloak.
Under the bright moonlight, the metallic white-silver arm was shining. The color was very beautiful, but the shape was not so pleasing to the eye, as if it was made by the poorest craftsman using melted wax. This arm was covered with small pits or bulging pustules. Reading Pavilion
The man's gaze swept over his arm, and there was hatred in his eyes. This hatred was so strong that it caused his breathing to become disordered.
"Just wait and see-" the man grinded his yellow teeth, "When I find you, I will entertain you well!"
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study,
Lucius Malfoy sat on the high-backed soft chair behind the desk, looking at the man opposite who was greedily looking at the exquisite peacock painting decorated with thousands of gems on the wall, his face turned livid, and he grasped the scepter tightly. It can be seen from the palm of his hand that he is in a very bad mood now.
"How dare you--"
Malfoy almost held his breath, otherwise, the smell of blood and sweat emanating from the man might have made him turn around and leave.
"How dare you break into my home so unscrupulously, Greyback, who gave you the courage!"
Malfoy growled lowly, "You know how many galleons I would have to spend to get rid of this trouble if someone found out!"
"Ah, Garen—"
Hearing this sensitive word, Greyback turned his eyes to Lucius, bared his yellow teeth and showed an attractive smile.
"We all love Galleons!"
Malfoy's breathing suddenly became rapid, and there was a cold light in his gray eyes, but a strange red appeared on his pale cheeks. Only then did he realize that the person opposite him was a complete and dangerous madman, and it was really unreasonable for him to get angry. It's a very stupid thing. The most important thing I should do now is to send him away as soon as possible.
"If you come to me because of gold, Greyback, you can leave now and I will find someone to deliver it to you."
"We both worked together under You-Know-Who, Lucius, we are old friends--"
Malfoy's cold and distant attitude made the most notorious werewolf in the wizarding world flash a fierce light in his yellow pupils. He looked at Malfoy's neck, as if he was studying what to say if he wanted to bite him. The angle is more suitable.
Zizzi--
Greyback stretched out that weird hand from under the cloak again, and he used the sharp claws under his nails to scratch scratches on the desk. As expected, he saw fear in Malfoy's eyes.
"We don't have many old friends outside now. Lucius, I came to see you just to reminisce about those happy and free days, but you act so cold -"
If he was completely sure, Lucius Malfoy might not hesitate to pull out the wand hidden in the scepter, give this werewolf a green light without any fear or limits, and then carry his head away. The Ministry of Magic came back with the Order of Merlin, First Class, but unfortunately, Malfoy was not sure about this. Especially, Narcissa and Draco were still resting in the bedroom upstairs. If a fight broke out, Malfoy was not sure about protecting them. comprehensive.
Ever since Lucius Malfoy met Amosta Braine, who had resigned from the post of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, in the Leaky Cauldron some time ago, Malfoy had completely woken up. At that time, the golden Galleons were not omnipotent.
And now, the notorious werewolf opposite him once again deepened his impression.
If you are not completely sure that you can suppress a person to the point where he cannot stand up, then it is unwise to show too much hostility. This has always been Lucius Malfoy's way of dealing with people. However, the appearance of Greyback deepened the The fear that Amosta Blaine once mentioned to him.
Malfoy stood up silently, walked to the wine rack and took out a bottle of red currant rum. After pouring it for Greyback and himself, he sat back in his seat, his eyes still cold, But my tone finally became much calmer.
"Tell me why you came to me."
"This is how you should treat your friends, Lucius--"
Greyback raised his glass and smiled proudly. He fiddled with the glass, held the goblet with various gestures, and asked from time to time how to hold it in line with the etiquette of 'upper class' society.
"I just want to ask you a small favor, old friend--"
The werewolf leader raised his head and drank half the glass of wine in one gulp, then smacked his lips happily.
"Everyone knows that the Malfoy family is one of the richest families in the wizarding world, and the head of the family, Lucius Malfoy, has many connections. Among the old friends who are still outside, you are the only one who can help us. poor guy."
Malfoy said nothing, watching him perform with cold eyes.
"We want to use your connections to get some personal information, old friend. I'm sure you won't refuse this humble request, right?"
"Who am I asking about?"
Malfoy's eyelids moved and he asked concisely.
"A cunning scoundrel whose real name we don't know,"
Greyback exuded an aura of madness. He put down his wine glass and smiled evilly.
"I only know that he calls himself 'Golden Viper' in his den. With your ability, old friend, I think this is easy, right?"
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