After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

At the end of the semester, Ian was wandering in the little world outside and had not returned yet.

I heard that he is trying to find the world where Wu...Karasuma Renya is.

Karasuma Renya didn't have much to say about this. After all, he had already waited for so long, so it didn't matter if he waited a little longer.

After all, as long as we can go back, that's enough. Chinese people believe in returning to their roots.

A few days later, Ron and his friends came to Malfoy Manor to look for their friends.

They were very curious, and Pansy Owl and the others showed off, saying that they had brought back good things this time.

This makes them feel itchy but unwilling to explain clearly.

So they came to Malfoy Manor again after just two days at home.

"Draco! Harry! I'm coming!" Ron's voice came from afar before he arrived.

Ron ran in excitedly and the first thing he saw was Professor Snape sitting in the middle of the sofa, holding a potion book and looking at him coldly.

Draco was feeling so comfortable in the warm sunlight that he was leaning against his godfather and feeling sleepy.

Harry heard Ron's voice stop abruptly and poked his head out of the kitchen curiously.

Seeing this, the Godfather was not surprised at all, but pretended not to hear and continued to tinker with some snacks he had learned before.

Today Lucius was discussing some experiments with Gin and Karasuma Renya. Narcissa was directing the Saints to operate secretly. She wanted to have her people in the Ministry of Magic of each country.

Since both of them were not at home, Snape was woken up early in the morning to accompany the two little guys.

Although Snape said a few harsh words, he was still very happy about the long-lost intimacy between his two godsons.

Harry volunteered to make breakfast for Draco and Snape.

He learned this from the chef in Chinatown.

"Professor..." Professor Snape's venomous snake skills have become stronger day by day since Draco and Harry asked for leave. Even Blaise and the others are unavoidable. It can be said that he has launched indiscriminate attacks.

Headmaster Dumbledore was not there either, and there was no one who could comfort Professor Snape.

So Ron was prepared to be attacked by the venom for a moment.

"Hmph." Who knew that Snape just glanced at him and snorted through his nose as a response.

"Ron?" Draco stood up lazily. The sunlight coming through the glass window was so comfortable that he didn't want to move at all.

He leaned on Snape's shoulder like a sloth and yawned.

Snape was happy to indulge him. A smile flashed across his eyes. He glanced at the little trolls who came in with Ron, then lowered his head and read a book as if nothing had happened.

"Everyone's here. Um... I brought you some stuff. Come on, let's go to the game room."

Draco saw Harry coming out and greeted him. He could also see that everyone seemed a little afraid of the godfather.

Strange, didn't we always meet before? What happened?

"Godfather, remember to eat breakfast." Harry placed the breakfast he made for Snape on the coffee table in front of Snape and reminded him worriedly.

"We agreed to go out with Draco today. You can't go to the Potions Room."

"I see. Stop nagging." Snape waved his hand impatiently, signaling the annoying kid to go away, but he also put down the book obediently and sat there.

"Hello, Professor..." After nodding perfunctorily to every troll who passed by, Snape turned his gaze to the breakfast in front of him.

Hmm...very delicate, but I don't know how it tastes...

Harry and Draco led a group of people in, and they were shocked by the high-tech egg-shaped warehouse in front of them and were speechless.

"Wuhu, is this a holographic online game?" Fred and George walked around these holographic warehouses curiously.

The Geminis who love watching anime the most made a random guess based on the anime they have watched.

"Wow!" Cedric's dog eyes lit up, speechless with excitement. "It must be! I remember there was a Noah's Ark in Detective Conan, right? Did you bring it back?"

"That's not all. They also brought Hiroki Sawada back." Pansy complained. She had been shocked yesterday and didn't know how Draco brought him back.

However, she and Hermione tacitly agreed not to ask any further questions.

Bryce and Theodore were subconsciously thinking about the value of these things.

Neville and Ron looked around and touched everything together. Boys have no resistance to this kind of thing. It's a holographic game!

When they watched the anime, they really wanted to try it!

Harry placed another breakfast in front of Draco, and then patiently explained to the group of curious babies how to play. Fortunately, Pansy and Hermione had played it a few times, which helped share some of the curiosity of the little ones.

Draco smiled, feeling the satisfaction in his heart from having all his friends together, and quietly ate the Cantonese dim sum made by Harry.

I have to say, it’s really delicious.

There were a lot of game scenes inside, and Draco felt that they should be able to play for a long time without getting bored.

However, due to the fact that the Internet is not yet fully popularized, although other people have convenient and fast things like electricity at home, they are not able to connect to the Internet for the time being.

It’s not that it can’t be done, but it’s not stable enough right now. However... it will be soon.

What's the fun of playing single-player games at home? Of course, it's playing with everyone.

Several people were excitedly preparing to enter the game and kill everyone, but Draco didn't join them because he had to go out soon.

Harry stayed at home, after all, it would be impolite if all the hosts went out.

"Okay?" Snape glanced at Draco who came out, straightened his clothes slightly, stood up and asked.

Draco nodded. Both of them were dressed in a retro British style, and they looked aristocratic at first glance.

Today Draco is going to visit a friend, who is the Grim Reaper. Yes, the Grim Reaper from the Tales of Beedle the Bard.

Draco got a magical plant, snapdragon, from Ghost Lantern.

The flower stems swaying in the wind are topped with huge goldfish, which have a staring effect and make creepy calls from time to time, exuding a weird cuteness.

Not only is it ornamental, it also has extremely high edible and medicinal value. It can understand human language and can even jump and move independently with the help of flower pots.

Draco had studied this...animal and plant, but he couldn't understand it.

Although it is called a plant, snapdragon can make sounds, and the "fruit" part can actually be eaten like fish, and can even be made into sashimi and sushi; it can not only "water", but also "drink", making it look drunk and blushing.

He felt that the god of death would like it, and the call of the snapdragon was not meaningless sound waves. The Zashiki-warashi twins of the Hozuki family could obviously understand the "language" of the snapdragon.

Maybe the god of death can understand it too?

Originally he planned to go alone, but Snape was worried about his innocent godson going to the Muggle world alone.

Draco hadn't told his godfather or the others that his friend was a Grim Reaper, but it didn't matter, right? The Undertaker was just acting a little strangely, and hadn't been a Grim Reaper for years.

London was covered in snow today, and it was springtime at Malfoy Manor all year round. Draco, who didn't feel the cold outside at all, sneezed as soon as he used a magic circle to teleport to the nearby area.

Snape frowned, realizing his negligence. He quickly took out a furry white cloak and covered Draco with it, and cast a warming spell with some concern.

He knew how cold Hogwarts was, and he always had warming spells on him, but he forgot that his delicate godson was in poor health, and had just returned from another world and had been staying in Malfoy Manor, so he was unaware of the wind and snow outside.

Draco looked up and gave Snape a soft smile. "Thank you, Godfather~" The furry and wide cloak made his face look even smaller and more delicate.

Snape said nothing, but silently tied the cloak tighter.

I have to be more careful next time. Draco is not in good health. What if he gets sick?

Snape thought worriedly.

After all, in his impression, Draco is still that herbal-smelling, soft little ball who depends on him.

He and Draco lifted the Muggle Ignore Charm around them, and only then did they have the leisure to look around.

"Here?" He looked at the bustling crowd and the various snow sculptures, feeling a little confused.

At the same time, he also felt a little repulsive. He didn't like crowded places and it made him feel uncomfortable.

"It's the Ice Market. The undertaker told me when he owled him that he would be here soon." Draco also looked at it curiously.

"Funeral House?" A strange name. Snape was not one to comment too much on other people's names.

"Yes, the undertaker runs a coffin shop. He's a very interesting person." Draco didn't think there was anything wrong.

Um, here? Selling coffins? Even if you don't know much about Muggles, you know that most people are quite shy about this kind of thing, right?

The corners of Snape's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say.

Draco and Snape walked through the bustling market. From everyone's chatter, they learned that this was the largest "Ice and Snow Festival" since 1814, held on the frozen Thames beside London Bridge.

"Hmm?" Draco suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, a little confused.

"What's wrong?" Snape followed Draco's gaze and saw only a bustling crowd. He didn't see anyone or anything worthy of attention.

"...Nothing, I just feel like something strange has appeared." Draco felt a strange aura. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was cold and evil, which made him dislike it.

Maybe it's an illusion.

Draco took Snape for a leisurely stroll while looking for shops in the funeral home. He would buy anything he found interesting.

Not far away, blocked by the crowd, the man with black hair and red eyes suddenly looked in Draco's direction and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong, Sebastian?" The petite boy noticed the butler's distraction and looked up.

"No, it's nothing, sir." Sebastian came back to his senses and smiled just the right amount.

Charles glanced at the devil with a bad taste and said nothing, but the heavier pace of his feet revealed his master's displeasure.

Ah, the young master is really... so cute~ Sebastian was behind Ciel, with strange emotions swirling in his red eyes, and even his smile was perverted for a moment.

As for the gaze I just felt...it doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't disturb the young master.

"Under Taker?" It was a fitting name. Considering Draco's friend's profession, Snape accepted the name well.

He was about to knock on the door, but found something wrong. After looking carefully, he wordlessly lifted the curtain that looked like a door.

There shouldn't be any fool who would push this into the room like a door, right?

The room was very dark, filled with coffins, beakers of unknown purpose, urns, and scattered skulls.

The mess made Snape, who liked to keep his potions in order, twitch his forehead.

"Are you there, funeral home?" Draco looked around, his eyes fixed on the only dark purple coffin standing there, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Although the concepts of human and death are not exactly the same, they have the same goal...

"Ah, I thought it was time for you to come." The strange laughter and the sinister voice made Snape subconsciously alert.

The undertaker pushed open the coffin lid, and the pale hands with long black nails made Snape's heart skip a beat.

He looked critically at this man who clearly did not conform to the Malfoy family's aesthetic standards.

How did this person... become Draco's friend?

Under the black tall hat was long silver-gray hair that covered his eyes. His skin was pale and bloodless, and a long scar could be seen on the exposed lower half of his face.

The man's clothes had very long sleeves and were dressed in a black funeral attire with a large grey cloth wrapped around his shoulders. He looked weird and scary.

"Welcome, young master... and this one..." The undertaker's gaze shifted to Snape's face, and a hint of surprise flashed in his green pupils that were hidden by his hair and hat.

Elves? Or a long-lost bloodline?

"This is my godfather, you can call him Professor Snape, he is also the head of our college."

Draco was already used to the nervousness of the funeral home, so he introduced them to the two of them.

"Is that so?" The undertaker looked away with some regret. He couldn't ignore the warning in Draco's tone.

Although I really want to dissect this elf, since he is an important person to Draco, I will forget it.

He didn't want to make Draco angry.

"So what does the young master want to talk to me about?" The undertaker smiled and put his hand on Draco's shoulder and leaned closer.

Snape endured it for a long time and didn't wave away the annoying hand.

"By the way, I went to a very interesting place this time and brought you a gift." A pot of snapdragon suddenly appeared in Draco's hand.

The snapdragon's strange dead fish eyes turned and looked around.

Finally, he stared at the funeral home motionlessly, his mouth suddenly closed, as if he was brewing something.

"Oh, it seems like there are more guests coming." The undertaker's ears moved and he suddenly turned his head to look at the door and said.

The three of them looked at the curtain at the same time.

With a "bang", a figure fell in heavily.

Ah, what a fool, Snape thought calmly.