Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Seeing my bewildered expression, Lucius added, "It seems that slowness is also hereditary...Cissy has no idea of ​​her own charm."

"Being a little slow is a good thing," Draco announced proudly, his eyes full of smugness.

Really, what are you talking about?

I only know that Harry has some ambiguous feelings for me, and the others... seem to be just gentlemen friends.

Before I had time to think too much, I saw Narcissa slowly walk into the restaurant.

She bit her lower lip lightly, and every step she took was a little difficult.

"Cisi, didn't I tell you to rest well at home today?" Lucius came over.

"It's all because of you..." She didn't say anything else.

Her eyes were moving, her face was flushed, and she clung to Lucius's arm.

He seemed to be enduring something and refused to return to his seat no matter what.

"Inside..." she prompted softly, her voice betraying a hint of moan.

"Sorry, dear, I forgot..." Lucius apologized sincerely, "Do you want me to help you go back?"

"No, just accompany Sirius." When she saw that we were all staring at her, her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, after taking just a few steps, he stumbled again.

"How can you be so careless..." Lucius quickly caught her.

That speed is comparable to Apparition.

He must have played a trick on mom again!

Lucius picked up his wife easily, "Be good, I'm not with you, and you have it to keep you company."

"You are deliberately making it difficult for me to move..."

"Cissy, how can you say that? Who promised me yesterday that anything was possible?"

"Well……"

Sirius's Animagus is a dog, so his sense of smell and hearing are naturally first-rate.

The slightly curly bangs covered her tightly closed eyes, as if she was enduring something.

When Lucius came back, he had already adjusted his emotions.

"Let's go."

"Cough cough..."

I have never felt a fireplace in such disrepair!

Lucius released a clean-up on us, "Luckily Cissy didn't come with us, she loves cleanliness the most!"

"Kreacher!" Sirius felt extremely embarrassed and shouted the name of the house-elf of Black Manor.

An old and frail elf slowly walked out.

He had bloodshot eyes and a fleshy nose.

He bowed first: "Master Sirius, Mr. Malfoy, Master Malfoy, Miss Malfoy, and... a dirty half-blood."

"Shut up, Kreacher. I won't allow you to insult Harry!" Sirius roared angrily.

It seemed that the depressing atmosphere of Black Manor irritated Sirius.

"Yes, Master Sirius... the mistress's rebellious son is back, and Kreacher has to obey his orders. It's so unlucky..." The old house-elf kept chattering.

"Kreacher, this is the Black family's way of hospitality. As Walburga, I feel sad." Lucius raised an eyebrow.

"The chandelier is covered with spider webs, the curtains are covered with dust, where is the trace of the former glory and honor of the Black family..."

"Mr. Malfoy, didn't Mrs. Malfoy come with you? The hostess missed her very much...she always talked about Cecilia, Cecilia..." Kreacher said expectantly.

"Sissi is not feeling well, so she sent me to take a look on her behalf. If she knew and saw this scene, she would be greatly disappointed," Lucius replied.

Kreacher was so ashamed that his head almost dropped to the ground.

He just snapped his fingers, and Black Manor changed dramatically.