Raiders must be unruly

Sirius was taken aback by Avides' overly gentle gaze.He stared at him with a creepy sweet smile. Although he was very good-looking, it always made people feel a little scary and dangerous.

"Hey, what kind of look is that!"

Avides spread his hands pretending to be innocent: "The affectionate eyes."

Sirius squinted and quickly changed the subject, "You said James would die... what do you mean?"

"Your ears are red."

Sirius turned into a rage and clapped the case: "Listen to what I asked you!!!"

Avides threw him three paper birds coated with silver powder that appeared at an unknown time in a tone of "I can't help you": "Here, open it for yourself. Although I think I can't help but kill him The possibility is relatively high, but you also need to understand the reasons for this. After all, that person is stronger than me."

The little bird fluttered its silver wings and turned into three small notes. Although he was in a hurry, he still had a complex and gorgeous reserved taste.

"AM:

Respond to me.tell me where you areStop being selfish, your magic is limited, Dear Cinderella.

LV"

Sirius was confused: "Cinderella... Cinderella?"

Avides said leisurely: "Ah, that's right, it's her. I thought he would note himself as a 'little bird on a dead tree in his mother's cemetery'. Look at the remaining two."

"AM:

Come back immediately.Otherwise kill them all.

LV"

"AM:

Don't wait until the time limit is over.Always disobey my orders.

LV"

For the last two, the handwriting is already very scribbled, because the writer's sullenness is still a bit rough.Sirius raised his eyes and asked, "Who is this person...? The ones who are going to be killed mean me and James?"

Avides spread his hands: "Your sister Bella's true love, the craziest pure-blood in the world, and my titular godfather, Voldemort—he probably thought I came out of the hospital to find someone important, This is the only way to threaten me. In fact, I might be happier if James is killed, as for the rest, you will always know."

Sirius frowned at him: "James is my best friend!"

"That's why I want to kill him, my dear. You are spoiled by them." Avides looked at him with thick tender eyes, "...But it doesn't matter, if he wants to kill you, I will take you away."

"There's no way I'm going to leave James alone and watch him die."

Avides sighed, "So it's more likely that I can't help but kill him. Considering the speed of you and Voldemort's gang of trash. If they came later, I'm afraid I would have lost control kill him now; if they had come sooner, your conduct would have compelled me to kill him."

"Then why? Avides, why are you talking so inexplicably? James didn't provoke you, and if that's the case, why did you keep him here and not let him go?"

There was faint dissatisfaction and suppressed anger in Sirius' tone.

Avides tilted his head slightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Ah, that... It's interesting to see your hair blown."

"Hey, what's wrong with your logic! What kind of behavior is this!"

"Affectionate behavior. Do you like it, Sirius?"

"I like your sister! When did the affectionate style become like this!"

Anger value MIN■■■■■■□□MAX rises rapidly!Sirius took the case!

Avides propped his chin very calmly and said, "When I'm hungry."

……

The anger value MIN□□□□□□MAX is completely cleared, and the shyness MIN■■■■■■■MAX breaks through the sky!Sirius continued to change the topic in embarrassment: "...By the way, Voldemort, um, little birds, if they can fly here, wouldn't they be able to find you easily?"

"Your ears are red again."

"answer the questions!"

"Okay, okay. In a sense, you're right. In fact, this positioning system is not accurate. First, the paper bird found me, and secondly, the paper bird's owner—Voldemort's location and location through the paper bird's flight. How much mana he consumes in flight to judge my position. Obviously such a crude and simple system shows how uncreative poor Mr. Black Silk Demon King is."

"—But he is quite famous and very popular." Sirius categorized Avides' judgment as "the young master's pretense detector is broken", and then asked worriedly: "Then what's next?" What about the level of inaccuracy?"

"The Black Silk Demon King's subordinates are dispatched like the Powerpuff Girls, launching a carpet search." Avides spread his hands, "It's this level of poor precision."

Sirius breathed a sigh of relief, then straightened his back majestically.

Avides added slowly: "However, if you want to find it, you will definitely find it, like this—"

Sirius followed his fingers and looked out the window.

The streets are decorated with lights and festoons, people come and go, the roads are crowded with people on both sides, and the atmosphere is cheerful and active.The festival □□The team has just rounded the corner and is coming in great momentum. The drum band at the head of the team keeps beating the drums, and birds, candies, ribbons, and sometimes weird sounds fly out of the drums one after another. ;In the back team, there are people dressed up as Egyptian kings, ghost black wizards, Danube goblins, Amazon tree monsters, winged flying tigers, and some just mixed in with rapeseed on their faces. Everyone laughed and laughed, shoulder to shoulder There is no displeasure.At this time, many people in the bar, including the bartender, had gone out to watch, and the store was a little deserted for a while.

However, a few people in plain black robes walked through the crowd with tense faces and anxious expressions.Everyone's eyes were focused on the first team, and almost no one noticed them.Sirius recognized the faces one by one: Uhtred Eagle, Kasimir Edwin, Andre Belchum, Urban Raj...all of them had been in "Demacia". Times”, “Carpathian Real-time Reference”, “Xin Shi Bao”, “Daily Prophet” and other well-known newspapers have shown their faces many times.

Panic and angry irritability suddenly surged in my heart: "This is the trash you said, Avides?!"

Avides' voice still sounded casual: "Isn't it?"

"Enough!" Sirius grabbed his collar, "You couldn't even put me down just now, and you called them trash! Can you be serious? What do you think I saw? Dumbledore and Hogg A Watts first-year showdown? A weak patient about to be murdered by a group of powerful, even terrifying, black mages!"

Avides remained unmoved, lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "Didn't you say that I will take you away? What are you afraid of, Sirius? Don't be so excited, let go of your hands, and be more obedient."

"—how can I not be excited! Avides, don't go crazy! I won't talk to you—"

"Bang bang bang", "bang bang"... Before he finished speaking, a powerful flying force pinched his neck, and he felt a blurred straight line flying from his side to the front at high speed in his vision. Finally, his back hit the wall hard, his feet were off the ground, and his neck was tightly pinched by a hand.

That's Avides.

He didn't know when his long hair and eyes turned into a pure and deep black, and the corners of his eyes slanted upwards to pick out a beautiful and attractive arc, but his eyes were sharp and gloomy like a beast staring at its prey, with indescribable emotions.Black furry cat-like pointed ears grew on both sides of his hair top, and nine thick and long tails appeared behind him, wrapping around Sirius' limbs and leaning against the wall.His fingernails seemed to have grown longer, but he didn't realize it, the nails had already dug into his skin, causing burning pain.The hair on the tail is not as soft as it looks, but very rough, and it hurts like gravel rubbing against the wrists and ankles.This is probably what the so-called Sky Fox lineage looks like.

The stone wall behind was hard and cold, and the field of vision suddenly became dim, and the opposite seemed to be the same wall as the back.The distance between the two walls was not too wide, but it was also very narrow. It could only allow two people to stand side by side tightly. When they stood facing each other, they could almost feel each other's breath.This is no longer a bar.The celebratory sounds of the festival came clearly from one side.Sirius identified it and found that it was an alley between the back of the bar and the residential houses.

There is a sense of danger of being killed at any moment.

Thinking wildly to identify these, Sirius wandered his eyes inexplicably not daring to look at Avides like this. After he realized it, he struggled hard a few times, and was immediately hit by his tail against the wall, unable to move.The hand that was pinching the neck was released, and a warm liquid remained behind very slowly like a worm wriggling, and it was inexplicably itchy—it was bleeding.Avides seemed completely oblivious to the wound he had caused, and pinched his jaw to force him to look at him.

I don't know if it's the reason of the light, or the contrast caused by the sudden blackening of the hair color, but Sirius felt that Avides' complexion was much paler than when he was in the bar.

His ink-like eyes were like unfathomable deep mountains and secluded pools, unmoving. He stared at Sirius, and said softly: "Let me tell you, be more obedient. Do you understand?"

not understand!Do not understand do not understand!

Although he wanted to answer this way in his heart, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak for a while, as if threatened by the breath of death, his body muscles trembled uncontrollably.

Avides suddenly laughed.

It was completely different from his expression just now, a smile as gentle as the slanting sunlight filtered by the green leaves in a March afternoon, his eyes were clean and soft, like beautiful ripples in a deep pool rippling round and round .The way he looks at people makes people feel that there are only two people left in the world, and he only needs the one in front of him. A huge sense of loneliness and being needed exist at the same time.This kind of look, this kind of look, can make the most rational part of the brain of the most rational person be filled with words like "forever and ever" and "afterlife", but it doesn't feel inconsistent at all.

With such a smile and demeanor and a voice as soft as flying catkins floating in the air, Avides said: "...I really want to kill you."

"Click".The sound of the bones in the left wrist being broken can be clearly heard.

A tearing pain, like a landslide, like a burning needle, hit the sky and covered the sky, Sirius raised his neck in pain and arched his waist, trying to curl up into a ball, but he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth due to the excessive pain.

But Avides stopped him. He circled his limbs with his tail and made him lean against the wall firmly. Still with that gentle smile, he asked him calmly and softly: "Do you want to call?" Come out? Do you want to be heard?... I really want everyone to see me humiliating you... But I don't want them to see you. It's a contradiction. James, passers-by, no matter who it is... …You're giving them too many looks. They're not needed."

Sirius endured the pain and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you crazy, Avides Malfoy!"

Avides let out a low, pleasant laugh, "Yeah... yeah, I'm crazy about you. Happy? If you want, I will allow you to scream... let those street People from all over the world flock here to see how you look...Call out! Huh?"

The belt was undone, and the zippers of the trousers were roughly ripped open.Avides' slightly cold fingers were on fire, stirring his body up little by little amid Sirius' futile resistance.Kneading back and forth in priority, the overly long nails gently scratched the sensitive place provocatively, the sensual pleasure was easily aroused, and the body was already involuntarily moving forward.Knowing that this is wrong, but besides the humiliation and unwillingness... there is also a trace of undeniable joy in my heart.I dare not admit the joy.Don't dare to think about it.

Sirius was still able to make a sound of resistance at first, but later he had to use all his energy to clench his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound, but there was still a nasal sound or two from time to time.However, Avides suddenly stopped the movement of his hand when it swelled halfway.

"If it's just for enjoyment, the name of punishment is too hypocritical, isn't it?"

Avides scratched a piece of cloth from the clothes with his fingernails, and magically processed it into a slender and strong string.

"...What are you doing, Avides?"

Due to excessive depression, Sirius' voice trembled.

Avides didn't answer him, but instead asked: "Is it cold, Sirius?... But don't worry, it will be hot soon."

The rope was tied at the bottom, tied in a complicated and beautiful knot, which just choked the momentum of the rush of desire, and it was not very uncomfortable.However, Sirius had a very bad premonition in his heart.

Avides said with a concerned and gentle expression: "Speaking of which, if you lean against the wall or lie on the ground, your clothes will get dirty, right?" He seemed to be really thinking, showing an extremely gentle and brilliant look Smiling, said softly: "Then, you kneel down."

He said: "Be obedient, Sirius. Don't always give me a headache. You are so awkward, I can't help but treat you badly... Wouldn't it be fine if you listened to me carefully?... Don't I'm afraid, I won't kill you." At this moment, he kissed Sirius' lips for the first time.Long, deep kisses, very hard kisses, dizzying, almost suffocating kisses.After the kiss was over, Sirius found that the tail that bound his limbs had been loosened, fluffing softly on Avides' back.Avides hugged his waist, "Do you understand?"

Sirius lowered his eyes in silence.He finally knelt down on the ground, the hem of his robe was pulled up to his waist, and the trousers were pulled down completely below his knees, facing him behind.

Avides leaned over from behind and pressed forward, turned a few times and drove directly in.

Sirius bit his lip in pain, but couldn't help making a sound.Avides buried himself in his body hotly, didn't move, but bent down and smiled:

"You know, Sirius? Across the wall, to your left is a brightly lit bar, and everyone is toasting under the lights... On the right is a family, maybe a bedroom, maybe a dining room, a family eating or The only daughter who sleeps peacefully, just another corner to the street, the crowd cheering - and it's so quiet here, what a great environment, people appear at any time. Riding like a dog, not there like a dog Yidi four wild intercourse|combination - I heard that your Animagus is the head dog, are you excited by this posture?"

Sirius' answer was so soft that almost no one could hear it except himself.Avides went in and out fiercely, the friction on the inner wall revealed an uncontrollable pleasure after the hot pain. "Sirius...you're my dog. It's my dog. Answer me, won't you?"

Sirius said softly with sobs: "...yes...yes."

Avides laughed happily, and finally moved repeatedly, asking provocatively with a panting voice: "Are you excited like this? Are you happy Sirius?...Ah, I couldn't help crying out, it's here Is it here? It's here!... Great... Very good, come to cooperate with me, dear."

It wasn't until Avides finally stopped that Sirius realized how excruciating the pain of swollen lower body would be without the cover of pleasure.Avides gently rolled up his tail with his tail, and then gently touched the bottom with his fingers. "...ah, it's getting sticky."

"...down...untie..."

"Huh?" Arvides gently rubbed his nose against the side of his face, "Speak louder. Tell me."

"...below...untie it. It's uncomfortable..."

Avides laughed, "That's not okay, dear. The punishment is not over yet. I'm not satisfied yet, what should I do?"

Sirius hesitated for a moment, then sat up with difficulty.After Avides' tail assisted him to get up, he faced little Avides and slowly lowered his head.

His skills... can even be said to be without any skills.Clumsy, yet very hard working.Avides was pleased by his attitude, and said with a smile: "This is not enough, Sirius."

Sirius seemed a little annoyed, and quickly used both hands and words.Although he was suppressed by Avides' aura of genius since he was a child, Sirius was undoubtedly very smart. He quickly caught Avides' sensitive preferences, and even heard him make a very soft nasal voice.

He raised his eyes, wanting to see his expression, but only caught sight of Avides squinting his eyes and breathing in enjoyment in a flash, and then pressed his hands behind his head, forcing him to lower his head.Avides obviously suppressed his panting efforts and said in a calm voice: "Don't look."

In order to express his dissatisfaction, Sirius rubbed the tip of his teeth lightly on his underside, in exchange for a very obvious gasp.However, the hand behind the head didn't move away, instead he rubbed his hair helplessly, and said in a panting voice, "...naughty."

After the last ejaculation, the body seemed to become weak and weak.He collapsed into the arms of Avides who thoughtfully held him, feeling so tired that he almost fell apart.Avides bit his collarbone lightly, "Do you love me, Sirius?

Sirius hesitated for a while, and was about to answer, but he heard him say again: "...Forget it, it doesn't matter. As long as you belong to me forever, it's enough. It's impossible for you to fall in love with or belong to anyone except me. "It was his characteristic arrogant tone that didn't make people feel disgusted: "You can't meet someone better than me, Sirius."

After a while, he suddenly asked again: "Will you help me, Sirius?"

Sirius took the initiative to kiss his eyes, searching all the way to his lips, and then said: "I will... I will. Forever."

Avides laughed softly, "Very good, dear. Well, you are tired, go to sleep."

Sirius wanted to say something, but suddenly forgot what he was thinking just now, his head was dizzy, and his vision quickly blurred.Falling asleep is fast and natural.

"Good night, sweet dreams."

***

Sirius watched the staff from the Ministry of Magic methodically tidy up the silver-pink paper birds and a big black windbreaker that had been left behind.Some people came back and forth to detect the fluctuations of magic, trying to find the trace of that person.

Lucius Malfoy stood in front of him, looking at him with the same pale gray eyes as his younger brother: "Please cooperate with the investigation, do you really not know where Avides Malfoy fled?"

Sirius frowned at him: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I don't understand what you want to express. Why did Avides run away?"

Lucius said: "He used the new herb Laclavin to make potions, and this material has been banned for more than 1000 years. It was first used by a Jewish free wizard. Its effect is—" He turned a few pages in his hand The material, "consume a person's life exponentially faster, and then make the person temporarily strong and healthy. The Jewish wizard used this to make his aging father leave a will to settle the inheritance of his 74 relatives .The father could have lived for three months, but he just lay down and could not speak. After using this herb, he died within half an hour."

Sirius felt a buzzing in his head.He spoke incoherently: "...What?...So, I mean, he...why are you in charge of arresting him?"

When Lucius put on an indifferent and even disgusted expression, he looked especially similar to Avides.His tone sounded cold and hard.

"I, Lucius Malfoy, am now a Death Eater - for honor, pride and profit, the Malfoys have decided to work with Lord Voldemort."

The author has something to say: Tired and silly me.Make up all.Good night.

I am so happy to have the first cute little Molijiang in my life today.

I am very busy and fix the BUG in the future

☆、HP postscript

"Who is Avides"

Aug. 31.1991

I have to admit that when I saw Avides Malfoy for the first time, I fell in love with him—however, unlike the newspapers of that period that were full of doting descriptions of any detail of his behavior, demeanor, and movement Unlike most women, I was one of those men who adored his speeches, charisma, and scholarship.Now he has disappeared for 15 years. In the past 15 years, we can only know about his recent underground operations through Mr. Albus Dumbledore-he was responsible for which mysterious person failed and blocked, and his recent physical condition How, has he found the mother who is said to be able to completely cure his disease, what does he want to say to us who are struggling... 15 years ago, he was a shining morning star, a miracle of genius; 15 years ago, he was an immortal dream.Today, he is a legend.

Today, there are very few people who do not recognize his greatness.By greatness I do not mean the greatness of the successful statesman, whose prominence for a time is not so much a quality of their own as it is a product of their position, and as time passes their greatness is eclipsed.It is not uncommon to find a departing prime minister who was no more than a blustery orator.But the greatness of Arvidus Malfoy was the real greatness.You may not like his behavior and style of discussion, but it is impossible for you not to be interested in him anyway.His flaws have become an indispensable derivative of his unrestrained talent in the eyes of the world.His place in academic history can go on for debate.Admirers' praise of him and detractors' slander of him may all be biased and willful, but one thing is indisputable, that is his genius and his charisma.We thank Dumbledore for everything he has done for his students, for keeping us informed of his developments, and for writing prefaces for the three reprints of his works. However, it is clear that even Mr. Dumbledore was not so powerful back then. Dizzying charisma.The places where his speeches are held are often empty.The speeches were well-phrased, refined, and gracefully restrained, and in no way did they give the impression of being superfluous.What's more, he has everything enough to make everyone addicted——

Unique character, outstanding talent, prominent family background, noble blood, perfect self-control, elegant etiquette, handsome appearance, good at words, and attracts all eyes.

It is human nature to create myths.If there is anything surprising or puzzling in the life of those outstanding people, people will hunger for it, make up all kinds of myths, and believe it with such conviction that it borders on fanaticism.This can be said to be a protest of Romanticism against the ordinary and bleak life.Some small stories in the legend are called the most reliable passports for heroes to the realm of immortality.Speaking of Avidus Malfoy, many young children born in the past 15 years probably have the impression of him from "The Seducer" written by the crazy novelist Miss Julie who claims to be forever.In this book, she emotionally described (or fictionalized) the story of Avides freely dealing with wonderful women of different styles and making everyone obsessed with him to the point where they couldn't help themselves.I guess, the reason why this book is widely circulated is because Miss Julie's description is indeed more in line with Avides's character behavior.Let's read an excerpt.

"'Hair cut short.'

He raised his eyes slightly, then quickly lowered his eyes to continue staring at the dozen thick manuscripts, and the quill suspended in the air fell down from time to time to write a few sentences.Perhaps because of thinking, his fingertips

Tap lightly on the table.After a while he said again: "Duke Don Desia is not good enough for you, recently.At least after marriage. '

Don Desia is Futina's husband.She thought irritatedly, this man is always good at guessing other people's mental history, remembering everyone's name, the length of your hair the last time we met, it's terrible

wonderful talent.He is naturally good at making women love him.In order to maintain her dignity, she pretended to calmly clear her throat and said, "Mr. Malfoy, I am the First Duchess of the Empire now, you shouldn't

Talk to me like this. '

'—a witch married to an old Muggle man? ’ He raised his eyes with a sneering smile, ‘how should I speak to you, Honorable First Duchess of the Spanish Empire?Kneel down? '

He used the index finger and middle finger of his right hand to pose like a villain's legs, walked a few steps on the table one, two, three, four, then bent his fingers to simulate kneeling and asked her: "How about this?" '

Futina blushed angrily, 'Avides! '"

Well, at least everyone can understand why ordinary women are always at a loss in front of Avides Malfoy.Every article Miss Chandler (now Mrs Wynet) wrote for him, then famous for her uncompromising vitriol, was as sweet as a confession in a third-rate love story; the most famous passage , It is also the one that women cite the most.

"He stood there. It was the place where the most brilliant lights of the hall were concentrated. He was full of luxury, but his eyes were full of disdain and rebelliousness. The dense fog that lingered in London enveloped the pedestrians who went out,

His charm overwhelms people head-on without hesitation.The poisonous particles in the mist have induced a long-term chronic illness, which has no cure, and the attacks occur at intervals, which makes you repeatedly attracted by the incomparable sweet look

Torture... Arvidus Malfoy, Arvidus, Arvidus.O the terrible power to torture a man for wanting to be loved! "

What are men doing these days?They are desperately studying his works, over and over again, either worshiping them, or hoping to find flaws in them so that they can attack them.

"Magic was born to combat the powerlessness of the spirit over matter. The spirit is floating, transparent, and intangible. Before, people could sow flower seeds and watch them bloom only through the body; however, the weapon of the spirit—magic It was born. The collection of spiritual ideas has the power to communicate with nature. Their language is called spells, and their medium is called magic wand. They can make flowers bloom in advance and sparks dance at fingertips.

Obviously, the use of magic has certain conditions, blood, or will.A child with a simple mind is often single-minded, and their magical riots often come from the whimsical ideas that children try to achieve, such as making a piece of glass disappear and letting their hated children float into the air... But when they grow up, Obviously, anyone's control over their own will has begun to decline.Therefore, we use mantras to stimulate the brain to force the will to be more concentrated.Because the length of the syllables of the spell affects whether the vibration of the will can arouse the resonance of the natural world, we have opened a magic academy, and teachers will teach the pronunciation of some well-known spells.Length, weight, rising and falling pitch - I believe they are the nightmare of many people.As for the so-called magic wand, its composition is often more in line with your spiritual character. It is like a loom, smoothing and spinning your scattered threads of will into a gorgeous brocade.

On this basis, we can easily draw the following conclusions:

1. With a certain amount of training, wandless and silent magic can be easily mastered

2. To learn and develop new magic, it is obviously necessary to master systematic and theoretical knowledge

3. A brief explanation of the principle of magic wand making and its formula

4. Analysis of potion ingredients

5. Causes of Squibs

6. Analysis of fluctuations in magical will of animals and plants and their corresponding relationship with their functions.

Based on the above reasons, this book is named "The Theory of Magic".For whatever purpose you take up this book, for entertainment, to learn about my character, to criticize my actions, please believe that in writing them I do hope that my analysis will be of benefit to you .This book only involves an overview of most of the framework and ideas. As for the detailed content, experts and scholars in various fields are waiting to write.If you find any inappropriate doubts or omissions, please let me know.

Avidus Malfoy"

Readers, we have lived through war.War also brought new ways of life.The young people have realized their own strength, and they have stopped knocking on the door.They had broken into the house and sat on other people's thrones, and the air was already filled with their tumultuous shouts.Some of the older generation, imitating the antics of the young, try to convince themselves that their days are not over; they compete throats with the liveliest of the young, but their cries sound hollow.They are like poor rascals|women who, though their prime is past, still hope to revive the phantoms of youth by glamor and frivolity.The smarter ones put on a dignified and elegant posture.There was an indulgent sarcasm in their smiles.They remember that they, too, trampled underfoot a generation of enthroned men, with just such shouting and insolence; It cannot be considered the final decision.In Muggle circles, the New Gospel was old when the city of Nineveh was prosperous and famous.People who say these bold words may still feel that they are saying some truths that no one has said before, but in fact, even the tone of their words has been used by others a hundred times before, and it has not changed a bit.The pendulum swings back and forth, and the journey repeats itself forever.

I myself, have read intermittently the works of young men, among whom there may have been a more fiery von Tankz or a more spotless Albus, who may have made statements that the world will long remember, which I say indefinite.I admired their fine words—they were so talented, despite their youth, that it would be absurd to say that they were promising—I marveled at their delicate questions, but although their profusion of words (from their Vocabulary, it seems that these people have read Rogert's "Vocabulary Collection" while lying in the cradle), but they don't tell us anything new.It seems to me that they know too much and feel too superficially.I feel that their enthusiasm seems to be bloodless, and their dreams are also a little flat.I don't like them, I'm an outdated relic.

But it's all about embodying him, Arvidus Malfoy.His throne will be clean forever, his crown will be glorious forever, and no one can shake his position.One of my old bones can still catch fire reading his article.Reader, the reason why I praise him so tirelessly is by no means out of "abnormal and deformed feelings" as some critics say, but because he is indeed superior to others.I'm not a critic, and I can't match their biting humor and well-timed comments.All I know is that tomorrow, Arvidus Malfoy will reappear at Hogwarts, and he will give a class about his own theory, and I am undoubtedly the most devout supporter!

Daily Prophet

Contributing Contributing Murders

***

Lucius put down the newspaper, looking a little irritable.Narcissa asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, Luke?"

Draco was rummaging through boxes and boxes, accusing the house-elf of being clumsy and noisy.Narcissa yelled upstairs, "Be quiet, don't make any noise!" Draco muttered in agreement