Chapter 1135

"Come in! Sit anywhere for a while. I'll find my father..."

As soon as he entered the house, Draco waved his hand casually, indicating that pansy could help himself. Then, when he wanted to go upstairs to see if his father was there, he suddenly heard a slight "crackle".

"Oh... Master Draco, welcome home! Do you need -"

This is the house elf in the family - since dobby left, my father has found another elf to take care of his daily life.

But to tell the truth, this is obviously less flexible than many, and it won't observe the words and colors at all.

"No!" Draco frowned. "I ask you, did your father go out today? Is he still at home now?"

"Ah! The master is upstairs... Yes, in the study upstairs. He just came back more than half an hour ago..."

The elf bowed his back humbly, lowered his eyes and whispered.

Draco heard what he wanted to know. Naturally, he was too lazy to listen to him. When he passed by the thin elf, he went straight to the stairs.

But after taking two steps, he seemed to feel a little inappropriate, and suddenly turned back and said:

"Go and get a pot of tea for Miss Parkinson, go!"

In addition, Draco stomped up the wooden stairs to the second floor, leaving pansy alone.

"It seems that Draco still knows to care about my feelings!"

But unfortunately, it was clearly not what pansy thought - Draco asked the elves to prepare tea for her out of a hospitality etiquette.

"Dear guest... Then, please come and sit down in the side hall!"

After the elf left the lobby, pansy sat down in a small hall nearby.

After the elf went to the kitchen to prepare tea for reception, she could only calm down and wait for a while, enjoying the pleasant green vines outside the window.

While pansy was bathing in the breeze from the window and feeling the spring, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded from the corridor outside the hall.

And immediately after, she heard that the door of the small hall was suddenly opened again.

It's definitely not the domestic elves who come here - although most of the elves work very quickly, it takes some time even if they use magic to cook a pot of good tea that meets their status.

Not to mention, elves always use magic to come and go, and usually don't go through the door.

"Are there any guests at home?"

Pansy turned her head when she heard the noise. As soon as she saw who the visitor was, she quickly stood up from her chair.

"Mrs. Malfoy... Oh! Good afternoon, madam... Sorry, I came here without saying in advance... Yes, Draco brought me!"

She was so obviously nervous that she stumbled in her speech.

At the door of the small hall, Draco's mother Narcissa naturally knew pansy. At present, as soon as she heard pansy say that her son brought it back, she immediately showed a surprised smile.

"Really? The child..." Narcissa lifted her hair on her ear and walked towards pansy with a smile. "I should say sorry, you see! I didn't know there would be guests today, so this dress appeared rashly... I was cleaning the weeds in the flower bed in the back garden just now!"

Narcissa took off her apron and went to the round table where pansy was. She took her and sat down again.

It has to be said that after a period of turmoil in the Malfoy family, this arrogant woman has also changed a lot.

Especially in the period when her husband Lucius couldn't see anyone, she had to come forward in person and deal with all kinds of apparent family affairs on her behalf.

And it was the time of "acting house owner" that was not too long, which made a lot of silver hair on her temples.

Now, after a series of ups and downs, Narcissa finally became the wife of her home again. Seriously, she doesn't want to pretend to be noble in front of others anymore.

For her now, having a stable and peaceful family is more important than anything.

So if you want to ask Narcissa what she expects now, I'm afraid it's the life of her son Draco!

"... son, how's your mother recently? Maybe you can tell me that she is always welcome to chat with me and have afternoon tea... I won't send any invitations for such small things, so as not to look a little too angry!"

Pansy didn't expect Draco's mother to be so enthusiastic. She not only took her hand and chatted so closely, but even asked about her family as soon as she came up.

It's like... It's like... Treating your future daughter-in-law?

"Oh! Of course, I'll tell my mother... I think she'll be happy to come and visit!"

"That would be great!"

Narcissa smiled warmly, and her eyes kept looking at pansy.

However, it must be said that even though she is very different from her previous self, the posture habit she developed from childhood has not changed. As a witch of pure blood family origin, even if the hem of her pants is still stained with some earth stars, it is still difficult to hide her noble woman's temperament.

But this is also a matter of course.

After all, she and Bellatrix were sisters. They were both surnamed black before they got married!

However, one of the three black sisters became the most loyal Death Eater, and the other was removed from the family because she married Ted Tonks, a Muggle born.

Plus herself, she became Lucius Malfoy's wife.

The three young girls who came out of the same family had different situations. It was really a sad past.

"By the way, child... How is Draco to you?" Narcissa whispered suddenly. "In fact, the child has grown up after all. He doesn't always stick to me like when he was a child... I don't think I know him better as a mother than you! Why don't you tell me about Draco in school!"

In the final analysis, Narcissa was most concerned about her son. Especially after the plot left by Voldemort, she almost lost her son. As a mother, she immediately became more worried about her children.

"Er..."

Pansy really didn't know how to answer Draco's mother's question.

"In fact, he doesn't talk to others, almost in school..." she said, "But, um... I think what he wants now is to study safely and graduate from Hogwarts smoothly! Compared with other things, I think he hopes to become a help to the family business as soon as possible, so that his uncles and aunts don't have to work so hard."

These words are not so much about Draco's ideas as mixed with pansy's own wishes. But then again, in fact, the situation between her and Draco is not much different, so the things they think are not very different.

"You know what!"

Suddenly, Draco's voice came from the door, which made pansy subconsciously shrink his neck.

"Oh! Draco, don't be so cruel to girls!"

Narcissa quickly winked at her son. The meaning was self-evident, and dracoden was depressed.

"Mother, it's not what you think, me and pansy -"

"All right!" Narcissa shook her head, stood up quickly, walked quickly to him and whispered, "Mom can understand that your father was the same virtue when he was young! What's so shy... Treat people's little pansy well. I don't think it's worse than the two little girls of the gringrass family."

After saying this, she stopped talking and patted her son on the back.

"Go! I won't be in your way here... But I still have to say that even if you want to bring girls home, you shouldn't skip class casually, you know? Well, even this time -"

"Hey!"

Draco only had time to stretch out his hand and saw his mother quickly go out of the hall. Even after going out, he took the door for him.

He was stunned at the door. Then he turned around with his mouth tilted and his face suffocated.

"What did you and my mother say? Why --" Draco said, waving his hand at last. "All right! Anyway, I've discussed your matter with my father. Since that guy McLean means it, our family can help!"

He has long known that pansy likes himself. Although he doesn't feel much about pansy, he doesn't hate this girl with good appearance and family background.

Of course, he has no feelings now, but it's true.

When pansy heard Draco's words, she temporarily put aside her secret joy and nodded clearly.

"Then we now..."

"Wait!" Draco motioned her to sit down. "After all, it's the flints. They don't talk as well as other families. They can't solve the problem with a little saliva in the past. But it's also an opportunity. My father is contacting some friends now... Well, maybe I can call your father together?"

Draco said and thought, and involuntarily stood and thought. Pansy sat and looked at his meditative figure, more and more charming, and saw God for a moment.

It has to be said that there are few people like Draco who can participate in family affairs at his age, which is outstanding among his peers.

But unfortunately, in today's mire like current situation, the room for him to play has become smaller and smaller.

"Draco, things have changed."

Suddenly, Lucius came down from upstairs.