Chapter 1023 Respect Magic!

Walking out of Snape's house, Lucius moved his fingers, not used to holding the cane, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

He simply put his hands in his pockets and looked back at the closed door.

Goodbye, my old man.

I'm going far away to pursue my dream.

Maybe when we meet again, we will be enemies to the death and belong to different camps.

But ah, entrusting my child to you, I am so relieved, even if one day I may die under your wand.

Lucius smiled slightly, with a lightness and joy on his face that he hadn't seen in a while, turned his head to look at his crying wife, and said softly, "Maybe you should stay too, Draco needs a mother."

"No!" Narcissa screamed, grabbed Lucius by the sleeve, stared at him vigorously, and said forcefully, "You promised, you swore, we will die together, We're going to be buried in the same grave!"

Lucius pursed his lips, he wanted to laugh for some reason, so he smiled, very heartily.

He shook his arms. "Then, dear Mrs. Malfoy, let's go."

"Yeah!" Narcissa held his arm tightly.

Boom~

With a bang, their figures disappeared around the corner of the alley.

Snape stood in front of the window, staring at the direction they left for a long time, pursing his lips, a cloud of silvery smoke rose up, and his whole body disappeared into the air.

...

Draco sat on one side of the round table in a daze, not knowing when the meeting was over.

People came and went. After the meeting, some people stayed and said a few words to Anton, but they didn't know what they said, which made everyone laugh.

There were also a few standing not far away discussing something, and the voice of the discussion was particularly loud.

buzzing.

He felt that his head was in a mess, everything seemed to be spinning in a trance, he couldn't even hear what Anton was saying at the meeting, and he didn't know what the people around him were saying.

I don't know how long it took, a bang suddenly appeared beside the ear, tearing everything apart, and all the truth poured in from the eyes and ears.

Draco raised his head stiffly, staring at the empty conference room and Anton's smiling face in astonishment.

The house elf Dobby, who used to be his family's servant, looked at him with some fear, and put a few large pots on the table with great difficulty, making a few more slight bangs.

Anton held a wine bottle that looked old in one hand, and snapped his fingers with the other.

Immediately, the cork of the wine bottle bounced from the mouth of the bottle, and gently fell upside down on the table.

clatter~

The crystal clear light brown wine flowed out of the bottle, blasted a few splashes in the glass, and then fell down along the glass wall.

Anton picked up the wine glass and shook it, suddenly a burst of cold water vapor rose up and gently placed in front of Draco.

"One of my believers is called the Black Widow. She used more than a hundred kinds of highly poisonous substances to brew this 'hundred-poison wine'. Do you dare to drink it?"

Anton raised his eyebrows at Draco, took a wine glass and sniffed it in front of his nose, and suddenly his eyes lit up, Amy Miller really knows about poisons, and the combination of various potion materials unexpectedly produced such a mellow and delicious potion. Refreshing aroma.

Sure enough, the school of master-apprentice teaching that can continue to exist among the people must have something extraordinary, and some origins even go far beyond the era when the magic school was founded.

This kind of alcohol has a low alcohol content, which is obviously very suitable for people like Anton who can't drink well.

Draco picked up the cup vigorously, raised his head and there was a burst of ton, maybe he drank too fast and coughed a while.

Anton added some wine to him, and greeted him with a smile, "Don't just drink, eat a la carte."

Draco just stared blankly at the glass, then at the two wand-like things beside the plate, "Use this?"

"This kind of tableware is called chopsticks." Anton picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of fried peas, and introduced it to Draco with a smile, "Tableware from the far Eastern Continent has a long history of use in Europe, but it is usually used in small spread in circles."

"Muggles who like to camp and explore, wandering wizards on the edge of wizards, there are too many of them. Everyone calls this kind of tableware 'the gift of nature', because it can be used by just breaking two branches. It is so convenient. .”

Draco was obviously an extremely smart person, he tried to imitate Anton's movements to operate this kind of tableware, and it didn't take long for him to barely pick up the thin strips of beef jerky on the plate.

Of course, if he wants to eat better fried peas and fried peanuts, he will have to continue to practice.

"Anton, I have always been tired. I shouldered the responsibility of the family's glory. I was very envious of Gore and Crabbe. Sometimes I even thought how great it would be if my parents gave birth to a younger brother. You can have a relaxed childhood..."

"But I really just think about it. I have been working hard to do everything well, not to let our parents down. I know that the two of them are actually not that satisfied with me..."

"Now they're gone, just like that, they want to draw a line with me, and even prepare to die in that place in America at any time..."

Anton chuckled, "No, it should be this place, we are in New York now."

Draco glanced at Anton drunkenly, and continued to drink tons of wine from his glass.

"No one cares about me now, and they just told me that it's best to keep a low profile as much as possible, so as not to attract the attention of Dumbledore and the mysterious man..."

"I really don't know what to do..."

No one cares about him anymore, he doesn't even know what to do next.

All of a sudden, life suddenly lost its direction, lost its support, and even lost everything.

Lucius almost emptied everything in the family, intending to completely invest in the Americas, and even sold Malfoy Manor to the Abbott family.

Coupled with the fact that Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic took back and released all the goblin factories and other industries, Draco was almost left empty-handed in Europe to fend for himself.

In addition to a pile of gold galleons in a small vault in Gringotts, half of the shares in a publishing house that is unknown in France, and a small three-story building near King's Cross Station.

"I even once wondered if I did something wrong, so I was abandoned by them."

Anton blinked, didn't say anything, just clinked the wine glass with Draco, and took a sip self-consciously.

Draco still missed a little bit, and that was the qualification to participate in the 'Navigator', which was also left to him by Lucius.

As for the publishing house that sounded a bit inexplicable in Draco's mouth, it was the shares that Lucius gave half of the Malfoy family's family assets to Rookwood for management.

That publishing house has almost no income surplus now, and the money it earns is invested in the subsidiary bookstore and supports a large number of reporters. The bells and whistles of intelligence.

"Then go look for it." Anton said with a smile.

"???" Draco looked at Anton suspiciously.

"The meaning of life." Anton threw a peanut into his mouth and raised his eyebrows, "When nothing can restrain you, and everything in life is far away from you, it is precisely the best way for you to find the meaning of life." Good time."

In the field of view of his magic eyes, Draco's whole mind was almost gray at the moment, indescribably bad and gloomy.

But it is precisely this kind of confusion that, after coming out, will burst out with stronger power.

Anton knows how to do it, how to leverage the power of the mind, and move towards a more profound and powerful magic path.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked at Draco with a smile, "Do you want more power? In front of Voldemort and Dumbledore, have the ability to stand up and protect your parents?"

Suddenly, Draco's eyes lit up.

"Quack quack..."

Feeling the changes in Draco's mind, Anton raised the wine glass in his hand, "To the magic, it makes our wishes come true, our desires will become our strength."

Draco also raised his glass together and shouted, "Magic!"