novelraw Chapter 146 Special Christmas Preparations
Chapter 146 Special Christmas Preparations
As Christmas was approaching, Fran looked at Sebastian, who was orderly ordering the servants to decorate the hall, decorate the Christmas tree, and arrange the menu, with a complicated expression.
God knows, how could this demon celebrate the birthday of his deadly enemy so innocently, and prepared with great care, without any discomfort or incompatibility.You know, in the conscience of her employer, Fran planned to find an excuse to give the devil's housekeeper a holiday. Who knew that she didn't want to accept Fran's thoughtfulness and kindness at all, so she was so absorbed in her work that she couldn't tear it off.
"Flan~" On the other side, the sweet and sticky little Douding jumped onto the couch where Fran was sitting, dangling with both hands hanging on Flan's neck, and half of her small body was tilted in Fran's arms.
"How can you be more coquettish than a little girl?" Fran pinched Tom's fair face, and asked softly, "Have you finished reading all the assignments for you?"
Xiao Douding blinked her big black eyes, and said in a complacent tone, "I've read it, and I can recite it by heart."
"Really? It's not a big talk, is it?" Fran teased Tom with a smile.Hearing this, the little boy jumped off the sofa, stood upright in front of Fran, and replied seriously: "It's true, you can test me."
Fran smiled slightly, and asked, "Then, the third section of Chapter 6."
Tom tilted his head to recall, started to think about it, and then became smoother and smoother, and soon finished reciting a short paragraph of two or three hundred words.
Seeing Tom's shining eyes, Fran praised him without hesitation, feeling a little emotional in her heart.With such an outstanding learning talent, apart from Gilgamesh who was cheating, Fran has only seen it on two people, one is Senshou Feijian, the other is Abe Seimei, both of them are troublemakers and never think too much about it. Extremely self-righteous troublemaker.
Fran looked at the little boy in front of him. He was outstanding in appearance, high in quotient, strong in blood, amazing in talent, and ambitious. The original weak background and poor background were filled with Fran's call.Fran seems to be able to see that Tom in the future is just like someone else. Because life goes smoothly and everything he wants can be easily obtained, he has become a troublesome spirit who is not happy to torment others, and even himself will not let go of self-mutilation. .
'Perhaps...for this kind of genius, it is better to implement setback education. I am a responsible guardian. Fran thought to herself, changed some of her previous thoughts, and quietly made up her mind.
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"Why? Christmas is a holiday with family members! The two of us are family members, why invite an outsider?!" Little Tom knew that Fran invited Albus Dumbledore to spend Christmas with them At that time, the whole person was not well, and vented angrily with a puffy bun face.
Fran calmly drank tea and read the newspaper, and said lazily: "First of all, Christmas is a holiday to be celebrated with family and friends. Secondly, Albus is my friend. If you make friends with children, you can also invite them to come. Be a guest."
"But you haven't known each other for long, how did you become friends? I knew that guy had no good intentions, did he seduce you?" Tom sat on the sofa and beat the sofa cushion with his fist angrily.
Hearing Tom's words, Sebastian, who gracefully refilled Fran's black tea, paused, and Fran, who was reading the newspaper, raised her head speechlessly, not knowing how to complain about Tom's words.
"Tom, I think your tutor should go to work early to teach you how to use words and sentences correctly. The word seduce is not used in this way..." The corners of Fran's mouth couldn't help twitching, and she continued: "And, Tom , even if Albus and I have not known each other for a long time, two people may only need to meet each other to become friends, besides, Albus and I have been communicating by letter during this period, so we are not strangers."
"You actually went out with him behind my back?!" Little Tom jumped up and squeezed onto the single sofa where Fran was sitting. Fran had no choice but to hug this unlucky child in her arms.
"Tom Riddle, isn't the book you read recently too complicated?! Sebastian, where did you see the master's current book list?" Fran frowned, and asked the butler who was quietly waiting on her side.
"The young master has been reading modern British literature recently, and he has already read the part critical of realist literature. The one he is reading should be Emily Bronte's "Wuthering Heights." Sebastian, the almighty butler, answered the master's question with a smile.
"Wuthering Heights...Little Tudou, who is less than six years old, isn't it too early to read the story of revenge against society because of love? Tom, have you finished reading all the children's literature?" Fran asked helplessly.
Tom pursed his lips: "I'm not a child anymore."
"Then Mr. Riddle, who is not yet six years old, I need to remind you that you are still sitting on my lap when you are mature." Fran teased with some amusement.Tom climbed down pouted, and asked awkwardly: "Do you prefer older mature men like Mr. Dumbledore? I will grow up soon, can you wait for me?"
Fran's handsome brows were all knit together, and she flicked Tom's forehead with her fingers, and said dumbfoundedly: "The five-year-old girl is clamoring to marry her father, and you, a five-year-old boy, want to marry your uncle?" Is it?"
Tom lay on Fran's lap and said softly, "I want to be with you, I don't want to be like Heathcliff..."
"What nonsense are you thinking about at a young age? Don't read those books now, I will talk to Mr. Archibald about adjusting your book list." Fran is not interested in the wonderful psychology of little kids at all , she gently pushed Tom away, and stood up gracefully: "Have you finished the homework I assigned? Go back and do it if you haven't finished it. I have something to go out now."
Flan, who walked to the door, let the butler put on her coat. She turned her head and glanced at the handsome butler with lower eyebrows, and suddenly said:
"Sebastian, you come with me."
Fran left the manor with Sebastian, got off the car near Charing Cross Road, and walked into a small alley.In the alley, Fran threw Sebastian a cloak and a mask, and said, "Put them on." Then, she pulled out her wand and shook herself, and the original suit coat became A large wizard robe, Fran put on a black silk mask, as if going to a Halloween drag ball.
Sebastian changed his clothes in silence, as if what was happening before him was perfectly normal.Seeing his attitude, Fran raised her eyebrows and asked, "You don't seem surprised?"
Sebastian smiled slightly, half of the smile under the mask was very touching.
"No matter who you are, you are my master."
"Oh...really?" Fran chuckled, and then stretched out a hand to Sebastian: "Then, come and hold my hand, and don't let go until I let go."
"Yes, master." Sebastian appeases his chest and salutes, his drooping eyelids cover his eyes that have become somewhat deep: "I will firmly hold your hand and will not let go."
Clasping her hands, Fran waved her wand and whispered:
"knockturnalley"
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The space changed, and the next moment, the two of them appeared in a dark alley. In front of them was a dark and gloomy street, filled with a dangerous and sinister atmosphere.There were not many passers-by, and most of them wore black robes and cloaks, and masks or cloak hats covered everyone's faces in the darkness.
When the regular customers of Knockturn Alley saw the arrival of the newcomer, they glanced at the newcomer with malicious intent, as if they were calculating whether they could get any benefit from the newcomer.You must know that for most dark races and dark wizards, even the body organs of the same race are very attractive magic materials for them. For these dark walkers who are immersed in taboo magic, their lower limit There is no lower limit.
However, there is also a common rule in the dark world, that is, the strong are the rules.
Facing the temptation with malicious intentions, Fran snorted coldly, the aura on her body instantly unfolded, and a thick and majestic force field poured out.
"Follow me closely, don't run around." Fran told Sebastian in a deep voice, then raised her chin arrogantly, and strode forward, walking like a high-ranking emperor, the dark wizard wandering on both sides couldn't help but move Retreat aside, make way for the strong like Moses dividing the sea.
Fran walked all the way to the biggest store in Knockturn Alley, Borgin-Bock Magic.
"Welcome..." The manager of Bojinbok Magic Shop is a middle-aged man with greasy hair. He looks about 50 years old, and his appearance is not very impressive, but he can manage such a big business in a place like Knockturn Alley. A magic shop, he must have something special.
Fran casually looked at the magic items on the surrounding containers, and thought in her heart that at least the manager's magic products should be good, and many gadgets here are not low in danger and curse power.
"Welcome, sir, is there anything I can do for you?" The store manager saw Fran coming in, turned out from behind the counter graciously, and asked in a greasy voice.
Fran looked down at the slightly bent store manager, known as Mr. Bo Jin, and said calmly, "I'm just here to get back the inheritance of my ancestors." Take a locket and show it to Mister Borgin.
"The other one of this pair of pendants, you must have seen it before?"
Mr. Bojin's face froze for a moment, he stared at the gold-faced locket with a silver chain swaying slightly in the air, a little incredulous.
Rich experience told him that this locket with a strong magical atmosphere is genuine.
The one in front of him was not a fake, and neither was the one in his own hand... So, Slytherin's lockets turned out to be a pair!Never heard of it, so this guy is...
Cold sweat broke out on Mr. Bojin's forehead, and he explained respectfully: "...Your Excellency, we are just a small shop, how dare we trade such treasures?"
"Yes." Fran said casually, "But you not only bought my locket, but you only gave the poor woman ten Galleons, didn't you?" She looked at Mr. Bojin coldly, He asked sarcastically, "So, do you think Slytherin's locket is only worth ten Galleons?"
"Your Excellency! These are all rumors, our store..."
Fran sternly interrupted Mr. Bokin's nonsense and prevarication: "Sir, do you think I'm easy to deceive?" Fran flicked her wrist, and the locket returned to her palm. input, the s-shaped emeralds on the locket light up one by one, and the astrological runes engraved around the gems are constantly changing. The s made of emeralds is like a living snake. surface wandering.
Mr. Borgin's eyes widened. He never knew that Slytherin's locket could be activated!
Fran sneered: "Can you show me the little thing locked in the third drawer under the counter?"
Mr. Bojin wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with his hand, then staggered to the counter, and tremblingly opened the third drawer.
"Your Excellency Slytherin, I swear that I didn't intend to trade your family heirloom! It's just... I was also a student of Slytherin, and the woman who came to pawn it looks really pitiful, so I bought this pendant box. I didn’t expect it to be the real thing, I just thought it was a high-quality fake!”
"That's enough. I don't want to pursue any responsibility. I just came to get my things back." Fran slammed the jewelry box shut and responded coldly.She no longer looked at Mr. Bokin, but said to Sebastian, who was quietly accompanying him behind him, "Sebastian, pay him."
Sebastian bowed with a smile on his face, "Yes, master." Then he stepped forward and threw a small purse onto the counter.
"I think ten Galleons is enough, isn't it?"
Mr. Bojin wanted to say something, but he met Sebastian's terrifying dark red eyes under the mask of hell blood. He swallowed all the words, and said respectfully:
"Your Excellency Slytherin, I'm really being rude this time, and I really dare not charge for it. The locket is just returned to its original owner. The shop sincerely hopes that you can appreciate it in the future."
Fran snorted softly: "Interesting, you are very good at doing business..." She turned around and ordered lightly: "Sebas, let's go."
At this moment, the door of Bojinbok's store was pushed open again, and several cloaked masked men walked in, followed by a blond masked man at the head, and faced Fran...
The author has something to say: It can be considered that the search for the time code is over, and Nishang will immediately start coding tomorrow morning... Therefore, there is still no small theater.
The update will be back to normal tomorrow morning~