Sifa stood on a chair in Mrs. Malkin's gown shop, resisting the desire to burn the ruler that was constantly mopping up on him to ashes, looking around and trying to divert attention, trying to ignore the increasingly presumptuous ruler on his body.

Standing next to him was a platinum-haired boy who seemed to be the same age as him, and should also be a freshman at Hogwarts.

The boy peeked at him furtively, and when he saw Sifer looking at him, he turned his head sharply and raised his chin, pretending to be haughty, but still glancing at him quietly out of the corner of his eyes.

When the ruler raged in the direction of his reverse scale, Xifa finally couldn't bear it and let out a trace of dragon power, the ruler immediately calmed down and obediently measured him.

Although Xifa has tried his best to suppress Longwei, the boy next to him and the ruler on him are still affected.

The ruler on the boy also settled down, and the boy stared at him in bewilderment.

Xifa said apologetically to the boy, "I'm sorry."

The boy regained his composure and asked him excitedly: "What did you do to make the ruler quiet, even my father can't do anything about it!"

"Things like this are bullying and afraid of toughness. The more you bear it, the more presumptuous it will be. Give it a little lesson and it will behave."

"How did you do it, the feeling of oppression just now?"

"secret."

"Hmph, I don't care if I don't talk about falling down." The boy pursed his lips and glanced to one side.

Xifa smiled and stopped talking.

Afterwards, the boy couldn't help but said, "Are you a freshman at Hogwarts, too?"

"Yes. It's irritating to say it. I was doing well in my father's family school, but my mother just wanted me to go to Hogwarts to go to school. She also said that I wanted to follow my mother's old path and experience a new life. I heard it, my father said that I destroyed the school and he was too lazy to repair it, so my mother sent me to England!"

"Your parents were both wizards?"

"Yes. But my mother is from the West and my father is from the East."

"Oh, my mother is very obsessed with oriental culture recently, and she is studying oriental magic recently."

"Then you are wrong. Although Arcanists in both the East and the West have become wizards, their ancestors are not the same. The energy they inherit is different, and their spells are also different. Wizards in the West use spells, while wizards in the East use spells."

"Is there a difference?"

"Of course, the wizards in the east have demon power, while the wizards in the west have magic power."

"Okay, so what do you have?"

"I am a mixed race of East and West, so I have both, but because I have been learning spells from my father before, I am not very familiar with Western spells. Since I am a freshman, please teach me more in the future." Xifa told the boy reach out.

"Of course, nobles are very friendly, and it is our bounden duty to take care of the newcomers." The boy held Sifa's hand, "Draco Malfoy."

"DRACO, Draco, it seems that we are really destined. My mother's surname is Pendragon, PENDRAGON, and the second half means dragon. I inherited the surnames of both my parents. My name is Xifa, according to the Western According to the custom of the East, it is Cifer Pendragon, according to the custom of the East, it is Lucifer, and my father's surname is Lu. Together, my name is Cifer Lu Pendragon." Seeing Draco He smiled with a stiff expression, "You can just call me Xifa."

Draco nodded: "Then you can also call me Draco."

"My dad bought me books next door, and my mom went down the street to help me find my wand."

"But according to the Western saying, the wand is the half body of a wizard, shouldn't it be better to find it yourself?"

"Oh, the wand shop is really dirty, if I go in, my beautiful hair will definitely be polluted!" Draco stroked his shiny platinum hair, which was neatly combed.

"Actually, it would be better if you let your hair down, and if you apply so much hair oil, won't you worry that your hairline will move back and you will become bald."

"Hey, what should I do! I don't want to become bald!" Draco was terrified, covering his head.

Cifer got down from the chair, pulled out a piece of talisman paper, and placed it on Draco's head.

"What is this?" Draco asked suspiciously.

"This is the talisman paper of the East, which is equivalent to the magic of the West."

The talisman paper suddenly melted like it was soaked and corroded by water, turning into tiny streams of water that hovered over Draco's hair, washing away all the hair oil on it.

Without the fixation of the pomade, the slightly damp hair hangs obediently by the ear, covering the forehead.

Xifa nodded in satisfaction: "Sure enough, it looks much better this way, you are so cute." Xifa touched Draco's face, it felt so good.

Draco was startled by Sifa's sudden movement, his ears turned red instantly, but he put on a haughty look: "Of course, Malfoy's beauty is at the top of the wizarding world."

Cifer smiled, and stopped teasing Draco, whose pale face was already flushed.

"The Western narrative is that wands are chosen for wizards, and they're all bought in stores. I don't think a store-bought wand can really fit a wizard at all."

"why?"

"Since the wand is the most important half body of a wizard, how can such an important half body be entrusted to other people to make? Even if a suitable wand is found, the degree of fit is only 40.00% at most.

Only the wand made by oneself is the real half-body. The wand with the highest fit must be made by the wizard choosing the material and the method chosen by the wizard. Only the wand made by oneself is the half body that can accompany the wizard for life.

And all the wands in the shop are put into traces by the Ministry of Magic, I don't want to be watched all the time, I hate it. "

Draco asked in surprise: "But now wizards' wands are bought in shops."

"That's why I say that wizards are outdated now. In the Middle Ages, great wizards made their own wands."

"And where's your wand?"

"It is very difficult to find the materials required for the wand that fit [-]%. I have been looking for materials since the magic riot at the age of six, and I have not found them until recently. The wand has not yet been made. I want to use the most suitable method and the most perfect state to make it Production. There is still one month left for school, enough."

"Then I..." Draco frowned.

"Don't worry, it's not easy to find the wand material that suits you. Some wizards need to look for it for a lifetime. Didn't I find it after five years of searching. Use a temporary wand first, and I will help you find it."

"Thank you." Draco smiled sincerely.

"Oh, you are so cute!" Sifa couldn't help leaning over and rubbing her face against it.

"What are you doing! Let me go!" Draco frowned instantly, blushing and pushing Sifer, but Sifer was unmoved, still rubbing it intoxicated, "Oh, your face is so slippery and comfortable, completely It's irresistible~"

"No! You let me go! How can you treat a nobleman like this!" Draco pushed Cifer away hard.

"Well, what a pity." Cifer regretfully let go of Draco, who was about to smoke from his head, and shrugged.

Draco immediately took a few steps back, covered his face and glared at Sifer, like a shiny and tsundere kitten with blown hair, Sifer, who had no resistance to shiny things, couldn't help but stepped forward and stretched out his claws. To Draco's hair.

Draco looked at Cifer in horror.

"Little dragon?" A voice from the door saved Draco.

Draco immediately ran to the door: "Dad!"

"Xiaolong? Why are you so blushing? What happened?" Narcissa knelt down and stroked Draco's flushed face.

Draco wriggled his lips and couldn't tell the fact that he was molested.

"Won't you introduce your new friend?" Lucius saved Draco again.

Draco glared at Cifer, and said unwillingly, "Sifer."

Xifa stepped forward and performed an ancient etiquette: "Sifa Lu Pendragon. It is an honor to meet you two."

Lucius and Narcissa returned the greeting and introduced their names.

A gleam of light flashed in Lucius' pale gray eyes: "Pendragon? This is really an ancient and great surname."

"Maybe, but it's gone now, isn't it?"

"The glory of King Arthur is still longing for even after a thousand years. Even if the blood of the king has been passed down for thousands of years, it cannot erase its glory. It is an honor to meet you, and I hope that you can take care of my family in the next thousand years. little dragon."

"Oh no, you're amazing. I'm a mixed race of East and West, half Pendragon and half Lu. I spent most of my time in the East before, so I don't know much about the West. I need Draco Come take care of me."

"The ancient and mysterious Orient is very fascinating. I believe that distinguished guests from the Orient will naturally be able to adapt quickly."

"I wish you good luck, I hope so."

"So will I have the honor to invite you to Malfoy Manor as a guest?"

"Unfortunately, I need to make a wand before I go to school. I'm not sure when I will be able to finish it, but I will definitely visit if I have time."

"Then look forward to your arrival."

After the Malfoys broke up with Xifa, Draco took Lucius' hand and asked, "What is the relationship between Xifa and King Arthur, is it more noble than nobles?"

"King Arthur's full name is Arthur Pendragon. Pendragon is the surname of the royal family. It has been handed down since before the Middle Ages. It has a long history and is even more noble than the status of the Big Four at Hogwarts. In history, The Pendragons are all great wizards resounding all over the world. Although there are few people, they are powerful, and they are exceptionally proficient in black magic, white magic, and even martial arts. The Pendragon that appeared recently was still 50 years ago. At that time, even the person who couldn't even say his name couldn't be recruited, and he didn't dare to provoke him. Xiaolong, to have a good relationship with him in school, for Malfoy, this represents an unprecedented honor and benefit."

"Yes, Father." Draco agreed earnestly, wondering if the pervert is really that powerful?Well, being able to control that satyr ruler should be quite powerful, or is it just a treaty between satyrs?

"Father, what about his other half's oriental blood?"

"I know that the surname Lu in the wizards of the East is inherited from ancient times. It is a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, one of the five emperors. Years ago, even Pendragon couldn't match it." Narcissa said enthusiastically.

"The surname Lu is so old?" Lucius was very surprised.

"Of course, I have investigated a lot about Eastern culture. Moreover, Pendragon has the blood of the Red Dragon, which is a real ancient dragon, and Lu has the blood of the Yellow Dragon, the ancient Panlong of the East! Combined With the bloodline of the two ancient dragon species in the East and the West, the future of Xifa is immeasurable!" Narcissa was very excited.

"Dragon!" Draco was also very excited, his favorite is everything related to dragons.

"Of course! Dragon! A real dragon! Not the sub-dragon species with thin blood, but the great giant dragon and Panlong!"

Draco immediately decided that he must get along well with Sifa!

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