Chapter 163: Sumptuous dinner

"Head hurts." Pansy woke up from her sleep and mumbled unconsciously, and then found herself sleeping on a soft leather sofa covered with a pink flannel blanket, she hurriedly used her hands Lining his body, he stood up straight, looked around, and then saw the light golden sunset glow sprinkled on the turquoise floor through the window, and his sofa was covered with luxurious carpets.
　　 "Draco!" she shouted hurriedly, throwing her away in fear of Malfoy.
"Are you awake?" Malfoy was slightly on his toes at this time, and was cleaning a tall bookcase in the living room. The glass on the top was broken, revealing several gaps, so he needed to use magic to The broken positions were partially enlarged, closing the gap, but when Pansy woke up, he stopped working.
　　 "I have to say that I am careless. This music box is enchanted. Fortunately, it is only a little hypnotic." Malfoy said as he took out the music box from his arms and handed it to Pansy.
　　 "I'm sorry, I also got the trick." Malfoy said helplessly to Pansy. "But you have good luck. The sofa is behind you, and you shouldn't be dropped."
　　 "But I woke up earlier, and I saw you drooling when I slept, so I couldn't bear to call you." Malfoy stared at Pansy and said teasingly.
　　 "What?" Pansy heard this sentence, quickly put down the box, wiped his mouth with the sleeve, and then his face became red again, and the blush spread directly to the ear.
　　 "You lied to me!" Pan Xi found out that he was fooled again, and said angrily.
"Then as compensation, I still let you drool when you see the delicious food. Now you can save a little. Although it is relatively desolate, there are still a few restaurants in other directions." Malfoy She shrugged and pointed to the setting sun outside the window. "Come on, the eldest lady who fell asleep until she missed her lunch. It will be night now."
　　Malfoy said that he heard a few "gurgling" sounds.
　　 "Let's go, where are we going?" Pansy immediately turned over from the sofa, as if nothing had happened, quickly put on his shoes, stood up, and began to look up fakely.
　　 But the unsatisfactory "coo" sound began to reverberate in the room.
　　 is again unspeakable silence.
　　 "Uh, okay, we won't go anymore, we hungry a little greedy cat, let the little greedy cat's father know, maybe I abuse his daughter, then my life will not be easy."
　　 "Dare you say my dad is a cat?" Pan Xi said with his arms on his hips, leaning forward, not convinced.
"It seems that you still admit my statement." Malfoy said seriously, but when he saw Pansy's breathing more and more rapid, and he was about to explode, Malfoy turned sharply and raised an eyebrow. "So Give me a chance to buy you."
　　 "How do you want to eat?" He then asked.
　　 "I think about it." As soon as he mentioned eating, Pansy began to think with his head down, and temporarily gave up the investigation.
　　 "When I'm full, I'll consider other things." Pansy thought.
　　 "The hostess wants to eat, Kreacher will do everything!" Pansy suddenly heard the voice of the house elf that made her feel sick just now, oh, it was Kreacher.
It was standing at Malfoy's feet, and now he looked very energetic, his chest was standing high, the fluff in his ears was neatly trimmed, and the dirty rag around his waist had been washed out White, Malfoy wanted him to change into new clothes, but if it were really given, the house elf might commit suicide immediately, and in Klitsch's eyes, let him be free, which is nothing more disgraceful.
　　 But Panxi apparently did not hear what was going on, just like a precision computer suddenly crashed, the whole person suddenly lost the ability to think and stood there dumbly.
　　 "Female... Mistress?" Pansy stammered again, but the voice was too low to be heard by Kreacher.
　　 "Kritch is good at all kinds of cooking." Kritch proudly raised his head! Continue to say proudly.
　　 "Kliche, just call her Miss Parkinson." Malfoy interrupted Kliche's words.
　　 "Kritch, I order you to call it as before!" Pansy said, staring at Kritch eagerly, eyes shining.
"Miss Parkinson, please believe in Kreacher's craftsmanship!" Compared to Pansy's order, Malfoy is now its real master, so Kreacher immediately changed his name, and continued to explain his abilities seriously, and there is no Ignore what Pansy is saying.
　　 "I have cleaned the kitchen, please believe in the qualities of a qualified domestic elf!" Kreacher thought that he had seen through what Pansy was thinking and said first.
　　 "Really?" Krische, who looked at him in disbelief, asked, still wanting to stick to the "appellation" of Pansy, and his attention was attracted to him.
"Of course!" Kreacher said confidently. The house elves were very good at housework. In the original story, Kreacher only hated those who occupy the magpie's nest, and treated the members of the Order of the Phoenix in a perfunctory manner. Even deliberately trouble. Today, Malfoy fulfilled Regulus's last wish for him, and harvested Kreche's inner respect.
　　 "Klitsch is the best at steak steak pie!" Kreacher waved his knife and fork and said excitedly!
　　 But Pansy ran down the second floor unbelievably, and broke into the basement directly. The oil-stained tables, chairs, and benches left a deep impression on her.
　　 But when she walked down the steps again, Pansy began to wonder if her memory was misaligned, maybe Malfoy modified her memory while she fainted just now.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, Pan Xi saw that the surrounding walls were all repainted with the corresponding colors, showing a reddish-brown color, and the mold on the wooden table was completely cleaned. It was clean, just like a new one. The only few iron pans hanging from the ceiling were taken off and put on the table, and they were polished brightly.
　　The fire also rose in the fireplace, and charcoal was burning in the fire, making a crackling sound. .
　　 Other dishes and copper plates were neatly placed on the table, reflecting the rising flames, shining brightly.
　　 "Miss Parkinson, please give Kreacher a chance! Kreacher will definitely make a dinner that will satisfy you and the host!" Kreacher stood on Pansy and bowed deeply.
　　 "Okay." Pansy can only nod. Now Klitsch is a lot more pleasing than before, maybe the cooking is not bad? There was a hint of anticipation in her heart.
French onion soup, stews, mince pies, custard...Pansi and Malfoy waited patiently for Krische's cooking. The heavy knife automatically cut the ingredients, making a "dada" sound, and the flames The ceramic pot is gurgling with bubbles, emitting a tantalizing fragrance.
　　Cleece is very efficient.
　　 A dish was put on a plate and handed over successively.
　　 "I haven't seen such a sumptuous dish when I went to your house as a guest before." At this time, Pansy's eyes no longer stared at the rich dishes, but looked at Malfoy.
"Every sorcerer always has his own area of ​​expertise, and the same is true of domestic elves. The area where Dobbie is good is cleaning. The kitchen here is also cleaned by Dobby." Malfoy didn't care about this, patiently. Explaining.
　　 "Clice, come to my house, I will give you double the salary." Pansy glanced at Klice, who was still busy, and then turned his provocative gaze to Malfoy, saying with anger.
　　 She still "remembers" the problem of "title" not long ago.
"Miss Parkinson." Kreacher turned his head, his big eyes glaring round, "Please don't insult the loyalty of a house elf." He said seriously, and then turned to cook his own dishes, no Pay attention to Pansy again.
"Why are you loyal? Draco obviously came here today." Pansy turned his face away and whispered, feeling a little sullen, but was quickly given the aroma of the food on the table Attracted.
　　 Soon, these foods became the object of her talk.
　　 "Don't they both eat?" Pansy sandwiched the food she seemed to like into the bowl, and thought of something, asked Malfoy in a low voice.
　　 "Inviting house elves to serve is also an insult to them." Malfoy shrugged and said that he didn't mind eating with them, but Kreacher and Dobby would be very concerned about this issue.
　　 Even Dobby is still pursuing freedom.
　　 Sadly, it's just "limited" freedom. A little favor can make them grateful to Dade.
　　 This point Malfoy was powerless to change, and there was no extra energy to change it.
　　 He can only restrain himself and try to influence the people around him.
　　 "Can I ask them to do something else when they are free?" Pansy asked the onion soup in front of him, and while stirring the thick soup with the spoon, he asked with his cheek.
　　 "Don't go too far, I can all agree." Malfoy nodded. He had to stay in this house for some time, and he had no time to accompany her. It would be great if Pansy could find a way to relieve his boredom.
　　 Klitsch's craftsmanship is indeed very good. Even though he has only spent a murky life for many years, his cooking skills have not declined, which makes the food on the table disappear at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.
　　 After a while, the table became disheveled and the first meal in the Black Mansion ended.
　　 "Oh." Pansy yawned, her eyes somewhat dizzy, and she was sleepy again, looking a little lazy.
　　 "Are you sleepy when you're full? Which room do you want to sleep in? Dobby should have packed upstairs, should I go and see?" Malfoy offered his suggestion.
　　 Pansy nodded and responded.
　　The two climbed to the highest staircase, where there were only two doors, and the one facing him had a sign that read Sirius.
　　 Malfoy pushed the door open without any hesitation.
The dust on the floor and the chandelier has been completely cleaned up. The room is very spacious. There is a big bed with a carved headboard. The high window is covered with a long velvet curtain. A pair of faded hanging next to the curtain has faded. The gold-red flag is embroidered with "Gryffindor" with golden needlework.
　　 "If I hang this thing in my bedroom, I will definitely be killed by my dad. He hates Gryffindor the most." Pansy pouted, and said with some surprise.
　　 Then her gaze continued to glance in this bedroom, and suddenly found something, her face quickly climbed up two faint blushes.
"That Sirius Black is really a shame for the Black family! Sure enough it should be kicked out of any genealogy." Pansy stomped on the wooden floor angrily, and then ran quickly to a silver-gray satin wall , Reached out her hand, she was going to tear off these obscene posters.
In addition to some motorcycle posters, 　　 was also mixed with a few posters of Muggle girls in bikinis. Those girls were posing in a seductive pose, staring straight at the outsiders with bold and teasing eyes.
　　 Pan Xi exhausted her energy at this moment, her small face turned red, but she still could not tear the posters off, and she realized that her efforts were futile.
"Don’t work hard, Pansy, Black should have also cast a permanent paste spell on the wall, and put these things on, presumably to show his rebellion, against his parents, it can’t be torn off, if you don’t like it, Then I will take you to the next room~EbookFREE.me~ I will live here!" Pansy said hurriedly. "Also, you turn your head and don't allow it!" she added.
　　 "My threshold is not low enough to be stimulated by a few posters." Malfoy smiled dumbly and said: "Well, I don't watch it, just like this room."
"By the way, if there is nothing else, you are staying in this room. Dobby told me just now that there is a ghoul hidden in a toilet. I’m going to fix it, I think. You certainly don't want to stay in a house with it?" Malfoy now said back to Pansy, ridiculed.
　　 "Then go quickly." Pansy waved his hand, and said a little hurriedly in his tone, as if frightened by the ghoul in Malfoy's mouth.
　　 "Is there anything I can call Dobby or Kleece, I will be there soon." Malfoy finally reminded that he stepped out of the room.
Seeing the back of Malfoy leaving, Pansy clutched his chest before he let out a long sigh of relief, and then fell straight back on the bed, carefully taking out a delicate glass vial from his arms and putting it Shake in front of your own eyes, and use your eyes to look carefully, filled with the luster of mother-of-pearl.
　　Pansi looked at it, not even aware of the silly smile on his face.
　　 She has already made her plan.
　　
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