Chapter 123 Malfoy's Hospitality

"Sir, this is your room." A house elf took Aaron to the guest room very respectfully, "The master said that you can ask me to do anything at any time."

Aaron looked at the prominent green eyes of the house elf, and looked at his dirty clothes that could not even be considered clothes, and couldn't help but frowning slightly.

"Don't be so nervous, can you tell me your name?"

"Dobby, my name is Dobby." The elf said excitedly, but maybe he was too excited, and his tears and snot were about to flow out.

Aaron handed him a piece of paper, "You have to control your emotions. Our house elves never cry."

"Yes, thank you sir." The elf choked and wiped his snot with a rag on his body, "These days are really Dobby's happiest days, thank you very much sir."

"Thank me?"

Aaron was a little confused. It seemed that he had just met this elf for the first time today. They had no intersection before.

"Yes." Dobby said nervously but very confidently, "The young master treated Dobby a little better after the holiday, and did not punish Dobby casually.

This is all because you, sir, enlightened him in Hogwarts, although the master still treats Dobby the same as before."

Aaron then remembered that he did remind Draco to respect those who are stronger than him, but that was a few months ago, and he didn't take it to heart.

"You don't have to thank me. To be honest, I just mentioned it once or twice at that time."

"Sure enough, just like what Harry Potter said, you are a humble person." Dobby said, but he regretted it the next moment. He shouldn't have mentioned Harry Potter.

Sure enough, when he raised his head, Aaron was looking at him with suspicion, which made Dobby take a step back.

"What did you say just now?"

"Nothing, sir." Dobby's eyes dodged and he quickly lowered his head.

"Harry Potter?" Aaron sat on the chair, crossed his legs, and slowly poured himself a glass of water. "I don't think I heard it wrong, and I don't think a humble elf from the Malfoy family would have any intersection with the famous Harry Potter."

Dobby swallowed his saliva and wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to start.

"Either it was Mr. Lucius's order, or you made the decision on your own, but the latter is basically impossible, so it can only be the former.

Then the question is, Malfoy doesn't like Harry Potter, but their elves seem to have the opposite feeling about Harry Potter.

I don't think Malfoy and his son know this!"

"Sir." Dobby looked at Aaron sadly and pleaded, "Please don't tell the master and them, this is all Dobby's fault, it was Dobby who took the initiative to contact Harry Potter."

"What did you do?" Aaron frowned.

"Dobby intercepted Harry's letters and tried to tell his family that underage wizards cannot use magic casually."

"Beautiful, don't you feel guilty?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Malfoy is really good at playing!

Intercepting letters is fine, it doesn't have much impact on Harry, at most it just makes him less spiritually comforted.

But telling his sarcastic uncle and aunt that Harry can't use magic outside of school is equivalent to erasing their fear of magic in their hearts.

How this family bullied Harry in the past, they will continue to bully him in the future, and it is not impossible that they will even get worse.

Dobby pointed his index fingers together and said with a guilty conscience: "Dobby also asked him to promise not to return to Hogwarts, but this is Dobby's own idea, for Harry Potter's sake."

"What? Are you going too far?

He has endured for more than ten years before he had the opportunity to go to Hogwarts, and you actually want him to go back to that miserable life of living under someone else's roof and suffering.

It would be better to kill him! At least it would be more satisfying than not seeing any hope."

Dobby was stunned for a moment, his nose twitched slightly, and he turned around and banged his head on the table, and he chose a more pointed place to hit his head.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of the collision mixed with screams made Aaron unable to bear to look directly, and he quickly pulled Dobby away a little.

"To be honest, I sympathize with you a little." Aaron sighed, "You must have suffered a lot of abuse in the Malfoy family."

Dobby nodded, but thinking that this idea was disrespectful to the host, he instantly had the idea of ​​self-harm again.

"If you want to bang your head against the wall, please find another place. Don't bang your head against the wall in front of me, your guest. It's a bit rude."

"Yes, sir." Dobby said aggrievedly.

"Don't think I'm unkind.

How you carry out Malfoy's orders, whether it's good or bad, has nothing to do with me.

You approached Harry Potter with good intentions, and you were incompatible with the Malfoy family, which also has nothing to do with me.

I just don't want to see the elf hurt himself in front of me, and I will have to work hard to stop him. "Aaron explained, "But you can rest assured that I won't tell Malfoy what you did."

"Thank you, sir, you are a kind person." Dobby said and slowly left the room, "Call me anytime if you need anything."

"Got it."

After Dobby left, Aaron put Abe on the table and then looked at the room.

The room is on the third floor of the castle, with good lighting. Through the window, you can see the garden and fountain below.

The interior configuration is also good, with a desk, mirror, bathroom, bedroom, and everything you need, and everything shows the word luxury, which is incomparable to ordinary hotels.

"By the way, I almost forgot to say it." Aaron looked at Abe with a serious expression, "outside is not like your own home, nor is it like Hogwarts, you have to restrain yourself a little.

Don't show your wings, be a little polite, and most importantly, control your appetite. "

Abe nodded, not quite understanding, but it was not until lunch that he really understood what Aaron meant.

At the table, Lucius and his wife were a little too enthusiastic, constantly asking Dobby to serve dishes, and all kinds of food were placed full.

"We don't know what you like to eat, so we prepared a little more." Narcissa smiled.

"Uh... I'm not that picky.

In addition, uncle and aunt, you prepared too much." Aaron said embarrassedly.

He knew how Abe felt when he had his first meal. At that time, Genes also prepared a large table of dishes, but his face was obviously not as thick as Abe's. He could accept it with a clear conscience and did not regard himself as an outsider at all.

"No way.

Aaron, you are a guest of Malfoy Manor, we should do our best to be a good host." Draco said, and then picked up a chicken leg for Abe, "This little guy must be starving. "

Abe smiled and slurped his saliva. As soon as he stretched out his paw, Aaron knocked him.

"Be polite." Aaron whispered in Dragon language, but to the three people in the Malfoy family, it was just a heavy breathing.

Abe reacted and reluctantly suppressed his desire to eat. Although he was greedy for the food on the table, he still waited quietly for his master to feed him.

"Aaron, your cat seems to be a little different!" Lucius looked at Abe lying on the table curiously, and always felt that this was not a simple cat.

"Abe is professionally trained and more sensible than ordinary pets." Aaron explained, and gave Draco a look, telling him not to tell others about Abe's identity.

Draco smiled embarrassedly and started eating by himself.

"By the way, Aaron, there is something I hope you can help me with." After eating and drinking, Draco said hesitantly.

"You say. "

Draco pointed to the Nimbus 2001 placed in the corner, "Didn't you become a seeker? I want you to help me train."

"Ah?" Aaron glanced at Draco, "You want to be a seeker?"

"Yes, the seeker is the soul of the team.

Harry Potter is the seeker of Gryffindor, and my status in the college team can't be lower than his!

I am quite good at using the magic broom, but after all, I have not received professional training, so I can only ask you for help. "

"I can help you with this, but..." Aaron turned his eyes to Lucius and Narcissa, "But you need the consent of your uncle and aunt, and you need to be mentally prepared.

My training method may be a little harsh, and you will get hurt if you are not careful."

Narcissa was a little worried when she heard this, but Lucius didn't care, "It is very common to get injured in Quidditch games. Since Draco chose to join the team, he is also mentally prepared.

Besides, I don't think the children of the Malfoy family are that delicate. "

"Since Uncle Lucius said so, I can't refuse it." Aaron said half-jokingly, "Just consider it as paying for the accommodation and food expenses for the two days."

"Great." Draco couldn't help himself, "Do you need me to prepare a magic broom? Nimbus 2001 has a few spare ones."

"No, I have this." Aaron said and took out a dark blue blanket from the bag.

After seeing it, Lucius couldn't help twitching his eyes, "Is this a flying carpet? I remember that the Ministry of Magic seemed to have stopped using this thing a long time ago."

"I just use it in my private territory, the Ministry of Magic should not be able to control it!" Aaron smiled shyly. The Ministry of Magic banned a lot of things, but it still had to turn a blind eye to people of different identities.