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

"I have a way to heal the damage to Ciel's soul, but it will take some time." Draco leaned lazily on the sofa, feeling a little sleepy.

The problem with the soul is a bit troublesome. A piece of Charles' soul is missing, so we have to find that piece first.

In my husband's words, the love part of the seven emotions and six desires is missing.

Draco felt that this must have been the case before he signed the contract with the demon, otherwise the demon would not have just watched and done nothing.

Let's talk about it after Ian comes back. He still has some questions that Ian needs to explain.

Draco felt a little lost when he thought of this. Ian always felt that something was being hidden from him.

For Draco, Ian and he have the closest relationship in the world, and there is nothing they cannot talk about.

Maybe this matter is related to Draco, Ian doesn't know how to say it...

"As for the reward... I haven't decided yet. However, we can sign a contract. Don't worry, it won't harm you or Ciel."

"Yes." A wizard's contract? Sebastian felt the restraint on his soul, a novelty.

It's not quite the same as the devil's contract.

Of course it's different. Draco glanced at Sebastian and understood what he was thinking.

Is that a serious contract? I don’t even bother to tell you anything. Your souls are blended like a twist of dough.

"In that case, I'll wait for good news." Sebastian naturally noticed that Draco was in low spirits, and tactfully said goodbye.

Draco snapped his fingers and Sebastian was teleported out of the manor.

As for how he would go back? He would go back the same way he came.

Draco felt his eyelids growing heavier and heavier. In a daze, he seemed to be picked up by someone and placed on the bed, then gently embraced him and patted his back.

Um...it's Harry...

Narcissa and Lucius listened to Snape's story, and after noticing that the breath had disappeared, they stood up tacitly and prepared to go see Draco.

However, after turning the corner and seeing Harry go in, they gave up the idea and returned to the study to continue their debate about Draco's friendships.

From whether or not to make dangerous friends to the two of them exposing each other's secrets.

The quarrel between the immature men finally ended with Narcissa's rhetorical question:

"Who can stop Draco? You, who dote on the children without limits? Or you, who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside?"

Narcissa thought they were being a little too nervous.

She saw the vast world in Draco's eyes. Maybe she would be worried and scared, but she would rather let him fly.

Even though Draco has always been well-behaved and sensible, she doesn't think they can take it for granted to put invisible shackles on Draco.

Her Draco was a unique individual, and they were just lucky enough to occupy the positions of his parents and godfather.

We should not restrict him in the name of doing good for him.

Draco has grown up, but these two people are just too concerned and still treat Draco like a baby.

These past two days, apart from playing games with Ron and the others, Draco has been chatting with Charles via owl.

Perhaps because it was a letter, Ciel's tone was not arrogant. Draco could even see from his words his curiosity about wizards and his cautiousness towards his friends.

This might be one of the rare friends Charles has met who can keep up with all his thoughts and whose strength is mysterious...?

They should be considered friends, right? Charles hesitated in front of the blank paper.

Although Sebastian would not lie to him, this demon knew how to change the subject.

He tried several times and found that Sebastian's attitude towards Draco was very strange, like... fear?

This made Ciel curious about Draco.

In addition, he felt that through the correspondence these days, there was a tacit understanding between him and Draco. Their views on current affairs and ambitions were highly similar.

The two also have similar views on the relationship between wizards and ordinary people.

Wizards simply have more abilities than ordinary people, and both of them scoffed at the wizards' reclusive behavior.

Friends? Or better yet, allies formed out of interests and admiration.

Charles doesn't believe in illusory feelings. He believes that only interests can last.

This made Ciel feel more at ease than just being friends.

He thought for a moment and then wrote down the invitation.

There will be a banquet at the Phantomhive residence this Sunday.

If Draco is willing to come, then the Phantomhive family will be able to obtain more invisible benefits.

After all, the Malfoy family has always been arrogant and rarely attends banquets. The few times they have attended were also hosted by the Queen.

Not to mention Draco, who had never appeared at the party. Everyone's curiosity and speculation about him was no less than their tireless pursuit of royal secrets.

Especially I vaguely heard that the Malfoy family seemed to have another child.

All kinds of rumors are rampant.

After all, not everyone knew about the existence of wizards, so they knew nothing about the other child in the Malfoy family.

Charles wrote all of this in the letter without any concealment.

Then he handed the letter to the snow-white owl, and watched it fly away, becoming more and more curious about the wizards.

It is rare for him to have such a youthful mentality despite being still childish.

If Draco could come, he would definitely ask about the wizards.

I heard that wizards have many tricks, maybe they can let him see his brother again...

When Draco received the letter, he thought for a moment and then wrote down a long string of words.

These are all social expressions among nobles, and the general meaning is to accept the invitation.

"Draco is going?" Harry felt a sense of crisis about Ciel's appearance. Although he didn't say it explicitly, he could see that Draco admired Ciel.

This made him a little depressed.

"After all, Mom and Dad are busy enough, so I should share some of the burden with them. And I have a feeling there will be a surprise at this party."

Wizards' premonitions are always accurate, especially Draco's.

However, he did not use his own ability to see into the future. Of course, sometimes he would see some images uncontrollably.

"Harry, would you like to come with me?" How could Draco not notice Harry's little mood.

"I'd be happy to." When Khalid looked at Draco, his eyes seemed to always contain a pool of gentle water.

Gentle, addictive.

He would never refuse Draco's request, but his original unhappiness had long since turned into joy.

A party would be great, everyone would know that he and Draco were inseparable, they were close... family...

Harry was now very alert, and it took Hermione and the others a long time to gradually approach Draco.

He wanted to see if Phantomhive had three heads and six arms.

Draco didn't know what Harry was thinking, and even if he knew he would probably just think Harry was cute.

As for Ciel, he felt that they were not yet friends, but Draco admired people like Ciel and could talk to him more easily.

Ciel was too awkward, and Draco just looked at it with harmless enthusiasm.

In reality, Draco was a monster, just like Ian said.

He needs others to give him several times, dozens of times, or even hundreds of times more affection, so much that it will overflow from the jar named Draco.

He will receive it.

Only then will I respond.

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Phantomhive is brightly lit tonight, with melodious symphonies playing and well-behaved nobles chatting in groups of three or four.

As early as a few days ago, the Phantomhive Mansion spread the word that it had invited the next heir of the Malfoy family to visit.

This caused some nobles who had no idea about this banquet to have countless twists and turns in their minds.

The Malfoy family is not only rich, powerful and favored by the Queen, but also very mysterious.

Up to now, only a handful of people have seen the head and wife of the Malfoy family.

Not to mention the next heir, Draco Malfoy, who has never been seen.

Everyone has only heard of him but never seen him in person.

I didn't expect that Count Phantomhive could actually invite him.

Charles and his fiancée Elizabeth greeted and chatted with the nobles with ease.

Elizabeth is a young and lovely girl with a petite figure and fair skin. She looks like a doll in a window and she and Charles are inexplicably a good match.

Both were beautiful children, but Elizabeth was taller than Charles.

However, the nobles would not say anything to spoil the fun, and they were full of praise for the golden boy and girl.

Charles didn't react much, but Elizabeth blushed and felt a little happy.

She had been working hard to become a wife worthy of Charles, and judging by the praise she received, it was clear her efforts were paying off.

She has golden hair and emerald eyes, and wears lovely long dresses and various headbands adorned with flowers or ribbons.

At this moment, she was looking towards the gate frequently.

She was a little disappointed that she didn't see the person she wanted to see.

Hey, when will the legendary Malfoy appear?

Elizabeth is not only Charles' fiancée, but also his cousin.

For some reason, Ciel always had unparalleled patience and attention towards her.

Naturally, he also noticed her actions.

"Wait a minute, Draco should be here soon." Ciel patted Elizabeth's hand that was linked to his.

Elizabeth's eyes widened in surprise.

When did Ciel become so familiar with the next heir of the Malfoy family? He even called him by his first name?

She couldn't help but feel curious and was about to ask when the almighty butler beside Charles suddenly appeared beside him and leaned over to say something.

Charles' eyes lit up and he led Elizabeth to the door.

The nobles who were secretly watching understood what he meant. It seemed that the Marquis had arrived.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the door, waiting.

After a while, the door was slowly pushed open, and everyone looked there openly.

Observe, judge...and so on.

But when they saw the person coming, they were all stunned, with only amazement in their eyes.

Draco tied his platinum blond hair, which had grown a little longer, into a small knot at the back of his head. The naughty strands of hair were messy yet beautiful.

The light grey suit made his figure look slender and tall, and the exposed skin looked white and smooth.

Her flawless face made it impossible to look away, her gray-blue eyes sparkled with a faint smile, and her lips were naturally red.

He is like a luminous body, and people can't help but chase him just by his appearance.

The young man next to him is equally outstanding and his presence will not be ignored.

He had black hair that was praised as pure blood, his emerald green eyes showed no sadness or joy, and his expressionless handsome face carried an indescribable majesty.

Harry was now more than half a head taller than Draco, and his expression only softened noticeably when he looked at Draco.

When his eyes swept across the audience, some people who were staring at Draco with obsessed and obscene eyes shuddered.

The one with platinum-blonde hair is undoubtedly Marquis Malfoy, but I wonder who this black-haired boy is?

Being able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Marquis Malfoy, I think his status must be extraordinary.

But how come they haven't heard of it?

Many people started whispering.

"Welcome, Lord Malfoy." Charles saluted gracefully under the gaze of everyone.

"I guess you are Mr. Potter? Draco always talks to me about you." Although he didn't know why he felt that the black-haired boy seemed a little hostile to him.

But Charles always heard Draco talk about Harry, and he also heard a little about some things in the wizarding world.

It would be more beneficial for him to make friends with the savior of the wizarding world than it would be harmful.

He is not afraid of Voldemort.

"Hello, nice to meet you, Count Phantomhive." Harry shook hands with Ciel politely.

The slight scrutiny and hostility that had been there disappeared after he saw Charles and observed him for a while.

Very good, no threat.

"Ciel, just call me Draco." Draco could feel the whispers intensifying after he said this.

Charles knew very well that Draco had done the facial for him, but he kept his gratitude and surprise in his heart.

"This must be Ciel's fiancée, Miss Elizabeth, right? She's as cute as Ciel said." Draco looked at Elizabeth and smiled.

Elizabeth came back to her senses from her amazement, blushing and bowing politely like a lady. "Thank you for the compliment."

After a few people exchanged greetings for a while, some nobles who had a good relationship with the Phantomhive family came over casually.

Ciel introduced both parties to Draco and the others.

At a banquet, Draco and Harry felt that they were a little face-blind.

After all, today's nobles all love to put on makeup and look like they were carved from the same mold.

As for socializing? That's a piece of cake for them.

They are not real greenhouse flowers. In terms of nobility, etiquette, and scheming, these aristocrats still have some shortcomings.

Those who wanted to trick Draco and the others into revealing secrets ended up getting a lot of information out of them in just a few words.

There were few stupid people present. Even if they didn't notice it at first, they would gradually come to their senses later.

Through eye contact, they reached a consensus.

These two young men are not easy to deal with.