Hogwarts: Bloodline Legend-Chapter 584 - 166: Banquet! Is It Time for the Golden Robes?
After another dozen minutes of walking.
Ian finally reached the main residence where people lived. The manor's main building was a towering castle, with each floor designed in an artful arrangement. The windows were inlaid with magical glass that could automatically adjust the strength of the light, keeping the interior at the most suitable light and temperature at all times.
At the top of the tower, there was also a giant crystal ball floating in mid-air. It was not only the manor's Guardian Stone but also a testament to the Greengrass Clan's solid strength in certain aspects.
"Welcome, Mr. Prince." Perhaps due to a prior report by the house-elf Panini, Daphne's father, Theodore Greengrass, was already standing at the entrance. He was dressed neatly and appropriately, appearing as a dignified yet graceful middle-aged man.
"The Greengrass family is honored to welcome you." Theodore Greengrass gave a slight bow, his strong voice appearing modest and elegant without any flattery.
If he hadn't ignored Lupin from the start, Ian might have thought he was a genteel gentleman, rather than a pure-blood nobility with a label of extreme arrogance.
"Thank you very much for your invitation, Mr. Greengrass…" Ian looked around but could not find the location of the kitchen where the dragon meat was stored; he could only proceed forward and shake hands with Theodore Greengrass, pretending.
"My seventy-second best friend, Miss Daphne?"
The little wizard had tried hard to show his manners. He even found a reason for his earlier looking around and changed the way he addressed Daphne Greengrass.
"..."
The corners of Theodore Greengrass's eyes twitched visibly. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
However.
His expression still maintained a harmonious smile, only his tone sounding a bit helpless when he spoke.
"She left last night with her sister, rushing to a relative's house overnight... Her mother is now over there educating her, and they should be able to bring her and her sister back by tonight." Although Theodore Greengrass did not state the reason for Daphne's departure, everyone present except Lupin knew what had happened.
"Actually..."
Just as Theodore Greengrass was pondering how to open his mouth to explain and possibly salvage the little wizard's impression and opinion of Daphne.
"Alright, alright, alright! Now Miss Daphne is my seventy-first best friend!" The little wizard suddenly clapped his hands, his voice filled with smiles that directly interrupted Theodore Greengrass's unfinished words.
"?????"
Not only Theodore Greengrass was full of question marks.
Even Lupin and the house-elf preparing to leave had faces full of bewilderment.
They found it difficult to understand.
What was that way of calculating the "intimacy" of friendships?
...
The dinner lived up to expectations.
A plethora of various dishes almost filled the long table that could seat dozens of people, with an entire roast dragon loin placed prominently at the most visible spot on the long table.
It stretched from the front of the table all the way to the end, looking quite spectacular, and beside this whole dragon loin, there were various dishes with exquisite presentation and taste.
Ian found the meal quite satisfying.
However, concerned about his image, he still maintained basic decorum. Meanwhile, Lupin, with whom there was only polite small talk, was unabashedly indulging in the feast.
After all, he didn't want to have any connections with these pure-blood nobility anyway; since they weren't eager to interact with him, he wasn't eager to curry favor with them. His presence here was merely a concern that Ian might be deceived.
"Ten years, five years, seven years..." As he ate, Lupin muttered in his heart that many things on the table weren't items money could buy.
Not only would one need to circumvent the Fantastic Beasts Protection Law, but also evade the scrutiny of the Ministry of Magic.
"Daphne, the lifestyle of your family is really nice." During the mid-meal break, Ian commented to Miss Greengrass, who had been "chased down" and brought back.
"If you like it, you can eat more, eat more..." Daphne forced a smile that was more bitter-looking than a cry, and then glanced timidly at her mother beside her after speaking.
Madam Armand Greengrass, with her outstanding appearance and mature womanly charm, was at the moment elegantly enjoying the meal with her husband.
"Share some of your holiday experiences with your classmate, dear." Madam Armand Greengrass gently reminded Daphne not to let the atmosphere turn cold.
"Uh..."
Daphne, however, was at a loss for words.
Was she really supposed to directly tell this little terror and the parents trying to get closer to him that she had spent the entire summer describing to her sister how miserably she was being oppressed?
What a joke!
That was definitely impossible!
"Your sister seems to be a little shy?" Ian, however, considerately picked up the conversation, changing the topic, as his gaze turned to the young girl sitting tightly next to Theodore Greengrass.
She was a roughly nine-year-old blonde girl, appearing very tender and cute, but at this moment, this girl, named Astoria Greengrass, seemed like she had autism.
Not only had she not dared to leave her father's side since returning, but during the meal, she kept her head down in silence, and her hands holding the fork and knife trembled as if sieving through sand.
