Luke woke up from his sleep again.
After a simple response, Luke began to get dressed.
He had to admit that after the exhaustion of the first night, he had a good rest on the second night. Because I have begun to adapt to such a rest environment. Luke feels that his advantages are not many, but his adaptability is one of them.
Of course, being able to adapt does not mean that you are psychologically willing to accept it. After all, he could stay in a small shabby hotel on the roadside and sleep quite soundly there, but this did not prevent him from preferring to sleep in his own big bed.
Living in poverty and enjoying life are not conflicts, they can only be regarded as two states of life.
What Luke is most interested in is actually what Milton will do today.
Are you simply taking him to buy food?
If that wasn't the case, then he'd have to think about it. Think about how to deal with Milton who comes closer.
"Are you here? Come and have something to eat."
Milton greeted warmly.
"He is right, Your Majesty. The rights of the nobility are inherited from the blood, and the honor of the nobility is due to the fulfillment of duties."
In this case, it would be too unfulfilling.
"It does matter. It is said that he will be able to see a place that is very different from the place where he will live later."
But now, Draco felt that he could push forward. Even if I have constant conflicts with my dad.
A trace of loss also flashed in Claudia's eyes.
"What's the matter? It's just that you prefer to use that kind of magic potion refining." When he said that, the complacency that had just arisen in Mihali was instantly suppressed by lightness, "Yes... now you We can only refine that kind of magic potion."
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"You know, this place can be considered a paradise for you now."
What's more, is it an etiquette that requires a lot of time and energy to learn? This thing is truly special.
The Dumbletore family may be considered shrimps, but they are indeed big fish.
Mi Gengming was polite and modest.
"Did he spend the rest of his life outside heaven?"
"It's like going to heaven, but it's definitely not hell."
Seeing that Dun was enjoying the food peacefully, Mi Gengming twitched his lips and then took the initiative to ask with a smile.
The magic potion to treat the white death disease was also developed by Mihali himself.
Luke was not polite, sat down and began to feast. It eats elegantly, is super fast and very quiet.
Therefore, Mihali said that he should fly faster, which was a wake-up call for Dun. Among the eight hundred teenagers, the European wizarding world had regressed only in social order, without these magic research and magic props.
"Haha, it's just what you should do."
Even so, Mi Gengming, who felt the misery of his life, felt a deep resonance. My feelings for Dun, at that moment, almost changed from a mysterious person who wanted to win over and take advantage of him, to a confidant who knew his origins but was considerate.
Dun raised his head in surprise: "Is it that slow?"
And... faster?
"Your time is very tight, so you have to waste it yourself."
Dunton glanced at Mihali in surprise, then showed a look of surprise, then shook his head and said: "Yes, nothing, I just think that the broom is very comfortable to sit on."
According to Dun's understanding of Mi Gengming, it should indeed be mine. So based on the process of elimination, that conclusion was reached.
Mihali noticed Dun's gaze and could only smile bitterly.
"You enjoy the offerings of the people, and you enjoy your privileges. But you should forget about the responsibilities you should fulfill."
Before some people's strength reaches a certain level, we are likely to isolate ourselves from the category of humans, or even the category of wizards.
But what if Dun was afraid of that?
Mihali's expression was full of helplessness, and the curve of the corner of his mouth was self-deprecating and powerful.
Dun waved his hand: "Young Master Geng Mingna, if you know this, never thought that Mr. Mihali would be recognized by such a junior master. It really surprises you."
The surprise was false, but it was because of Mihali. But I did not expect that there would be another scene without Chrissy. Although that person seemed to be an ancestor of Chris's family, Dun still felt a strange feeling.
Fate determines the ups and downs of his life, but the environment can determine where he can reach and where he will fall.
"The other two are, one is yours, a birthday gift, the other is Claudia's, also a birthday gift."
Dun glanced at me, quietly anticipating what I would say.
Mihali's expression was not weird. I can only say that Geng Ming is always able to surprise me where I want to be.
Draco also disliked it, but he said, love means letting go. After all, I am also a Quidditch lover, and I also know that a broom can bring a lot of harm to me. More importantly... neither did Luke. So I don’t want it either.
Mihali's smile became even more depressed. Because of his series of performances, it shows that he is really a very noble person.
Miss Chris must be your lifelong enemy...
Such small details were done perfectly, which made Milton more firm in his ideas.
I can be very nervous and empathize with others, but this must be true understanding but cheating in a certain sense.
Dalton looked at the depression above. Barren fields and abandoned villages.
Because refining other magic potions is almost a waste of time.
People who claim to be gods,
In any era, there will always be a shortage.
Geng Ming said nothing less. There was no fairness in the world eight hundred years ago, let alone at that time.
But Guodun's expression straightened, and he nodded seriously again: "Yes, that is indeed what you should do."
After all, I can take out my Quidditch notes as a birthday present for Luke, and I can also read through them and learn about other people's experience in quitting first.
Michael Dumbleto, after the outbreak of the White Death, was considered a relatively unknown potion genius. Although in the refining of low-end potions, I have surpassed these famous potion masters, but in terms of creativity, not more than one master has recognized my creativity.
Although I don't have an ordinary talent for riding a broom like Luke, my control of the broom is inferior to that of a special Quidditch player. Even as a professional starter, I dare to touch porcelain.
Our broomstick is considered the wrong one in the entire wizarding world. Because it was built at a small cost. These little nobles must be willing to spend so little money.
Fortunately, although the Dumbleto family is a middle-class noble, our family does not have eight brooms.
It is impossible for a nobleman who has been educated in standard etiquette to pop out of a crack in a stone. Because there are no unreasonable people in this world.
After all...my dad is always right.
The latter needs to be treated kindly and punished, but it can also be given sincerity. But the former... Mi Gengming hated himself at that moment and felt like he had to take out his heart and show it to Dun.
Dun looked at the young man behind him and said with a smile: "As for whether to go or not, what he asked did not damage his image of wisdom. You came there on purpose, but what he said after that was not that you wanted to go with him. Acquire a few things, and then you're off to Hogwarts."
It's still the same now. Now, the church, together with the wizarding nobles and secular nobles, controls the fate of its employees. And a small part of the wizard civilians are controlled by the wizard nobles.
"One is used by my father and mother. We are almost inseparable, so even if we go out, we only use one broom."
I just need to look at that person's mood, and then try to adjust my own mood to one that can match the other person's mood.
"Furthermore, it is unusual for practice to make perfect in refining potions. But...Mr. Mihari, it is indeed very difficult."
But the look on Dun's face looked like it was fake. It didn't mean that I really thought the quality of that thing was bad.
Of course, how long that kind of emotion can last depends entirely on Mi Gengming's own character...or, if Dun is willing, it also depends on Dun's thoughts.
After going out, Mihali tightened his cloak and looked at the eight brooms placed under the shelf.
He said so, but in reality, Geng Ming still wasted those few days. Of course, I am also very confused, and the time spent thinking can be regarded as a waste. Time spent in hesitation and determination counts.
Mihali looked at Dun, thinking that his speed was too slow, which made me feel pressure.
"What's wrong? Do you want to fly faster?"
It wouldn't be very difficult to survive, and no one would have enough energy to focus on other things. At least for Mi Gengming, I haven't reached that trembling step of walking on thin ice.
Not to mention whether there is any fairness between common people and nobles, even between nobles and nobles, the small fish eats the big fish, and the big fish eats the shrimps.
Although the Firebolt was a luxury item, Geng Ming had already had enough of it.
Dun's surprise seemed to be fake, and Mihali's face also showed a little complacency when he saw Dun's expression.
None of them even require personal strength to see through the mountains. It is enough that the power is above my own.
"You are looking forward to this now. What kind of place is that so-called "heaven"? "
Of course, wizards have little freedom after all. But given the current climate of the world, even if we become servants of wizard nobles, there will be nothing acceptable for us.
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Dun and Mihali were flying in the air, looking a little less awkward.
Mi Gengming continued.
Finally, when the sun was setting, Geng Ming saw a fairly majestic city. "Brother, I was once praised by Young Master Chris for being a genius in potions." Claudia explained to Mihali, "Although Young Master Chris is a small noble, I am also a wizard. There is no potion master with a very small reputation in the world."
The sweeping speed was lower than even Sweeping Seven Stars, let alone Nimbus 2001 and Firebolt.
When he said those words, Mi Gengming's tone was gentle and full of nostalgia and nostalgia.
"The rights of the nobility are inherited from the blood, and the glory of the nobility is due to the performance of duties."
Fate is terrible. The environment is terrible.
I am also someone who hates racing. So before that, I casually gave that thing to Malfoy.
Therefore, at this time, Dun stood up and got off the broom that originally belonged to Mihali, and said with a smile: "Don't look at you too much."
The magic broom, which is still a luxury product now, has not yet become a daily necessities. And the quality is much worse than it is now.
It cannot be said that the nobles are still fighting at the lower levels, but at the top, there are not many tentacles left by the nobles.
Mihaly looked at Dun with a smile. Flying broomsticks naturally had some noble attributes in that era, so being able to ride a broomstick was considered a test for a person.
"You're going to be flying for a long time. I hope he can accept it."
Mihali had to deny it, what Dun said made no sense. If those words were put in the eyes of some people, they would be treated with scorn.
I wonder if my dad wants to buy it for me. Because these were pleasant things that happened outside the summer vacation, my dad and I had a conflict. Logically speaking, Draco should have surrendered to his father long ago. At least he got slapped twice.
But Dun followed without any hesitation.
Mihali's tone was not simple. Obviously, it was a big impact on me.
Because the eighth one is a violet broom.
"You haven't broken the potion yet. You can't exchange for food and medicine today. Does he still want to follow you?"
Mihali smiled, and then he pushed the broom that originally belonged to my father on his hip, passed through the skylight, and flew into the castle.
Dun also sighed emotionally towards Mihali. It's like Shi Yi who understands Mihali very well.
