Wiltshire, inside the dining room of Malfoy Manor.

Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy were sitting at the long table with their son Draco Malfoy for a long-awaited formal family dinner.

The scene was extremely lively because Draco was talking endlessly about his experience at Hogwarts.

To be honest, this is not in line with the rules of the Malfoy family.

Although the Malfoy family is not strict enough to require members to eat and sleep without talking, it is not acceptable to bark at the dinner table like an ignorant country boy.

But this time, Lucius and Narcissa just listened to Draco's story quietly, with smiles on their faces, without any intention of interrupting.

After all, this is the first time their son has returned home in four months.

After such a long time, they really missed this kind of noise.

The only problem is that Draco did not focus on the famous savior Harry Potter, but kept talking about a roommate named John Shafiq.

When he mentioned that John had given him a blow on the night of the sorting ceremony, Draco gritted his teeth and hated him so much.

Draco gritted his teeth angrily when he talked about how John humiliated him in public during the flying lessons and made him unable to get off the stage.

Draco danced excitedly when he told how John helped him win the midnight duel with Harry and taught Harry a lesson.

Draco's admiration was palpable when he told how John exchanged a pile of Muggle junk for a large pile of magic materials from a stupid centaur.

When talking about John having a barbecue with him in the Forbidden Forest, he was full of praise for the food John made.

After hearing this, Narcissa finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Is that John Shafiq's food really that delicious?"

Narcissa narrowed her eyes slightly and said pointedly.

Lucius, who was sitting on the main seat, reacted immediately when he saw this, took a bite of the braised veal in white sauce in front of him, and said with enjoyment:

"Draco was probably too hungry at the time, so he thought everything tasted delicious. That's how children are. When it comes to cooking, how could that John Shafiq be your rival? Draco

, are you right?"

As he spoke, Lucius winked at Draco again.

Draco understood his father's hint, but did not fully understand it. He stared and said loudly:

"Mom! Did you cook for me yourself today? No wonder today's dishes are so rich and delicious! Especially this crispy onion soup and French-style fried flatfish..."

Draco praised all the dishes on the long table, and finally pointed to the veal stew in white sauce and said, "The only bad thing is this one. I think this must be Dobby's cooking, right?"

Dobby Dobby! Your cooking skills have declined again! You lazy house elf should really put more thought into this!"

Listening to Draco's shout, a skinny, goblin-like dwarf suddenly appeared in the restaurant.

He was holding a rag in his hands, his two big protruding eyes were scanning his masters in fear, and his long ears were drooping because of fear.

Lucius seemed to be choked and kept coughing.

Narcissa, on the other hand, was so angry that her breathing became heavier.

She did cook by herself today.

But she only cooked veal béchamel.

Draco finally realized something was wrong at this time.

His mouth was slightly open, but he couldn't think of what to say for a long time.

Finally, he lost his temper, picked up the veal braised in white sauce in front of him, and started eating fiercely, giving a thumbs up while eating.

This scene made Narcissa laugh again.

She sat next to Draco, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the stains on the corners of her son's mouth.

Seeing this, Lucius also smiled like an aunt.

He sipped the red wine intoxicatedly, and then continued:

"Listen to what you say, that kid named John Shafiq is really outstanding."

"Of course!"

As soon as he heard the name John Shafik, Draco's eyes lit up, "He is a naturally talented person! Professor Snape also valued him very much and recruited him as his assistant.

He's tinkering with potions in his office! I dare say Harry Potter, the savior, is a scumbag compared to him!"

Lucius agreed:

"Oh! Does Severus think highly of him too? Then he is really outstanding! Draco, how is your relationship with him?"

"Does that need to be said?" Draco raised his head proudly and said, "We are friends, we are our own people!"

Hearing what Draco said, Lucius also became interested, smiled and nodded:

"Yes, you must win over a genius like John Shafiq who comes from a thousand-year-old pure-blood family. Of course, if possible, you also need to have a better relationship with Harry Potter.

Your father and I did very well in this area back then.

For example, your Professor Snape, Severus, I still remember what he looked like when he first came to Slytherin.

He is such a slovenly, skinny little kid, and a poor mixed-race. He is annoying to look at.

At that time, many people looked down upon him, and even people from Slytherin would bully him.

But I am different!

I saw his talent and took care of him and loved him.

What's the result? He really stands out now, right?

Hahahaha! He will never forget this kindness. In the future..."

Lucius spoke more and more energetically, shaking his wine glass and talking non-stop.

This look is exactly the same as when Draco told John Shafik before.

Draco became the audience this time.

He looked at his father with admiration on his face.

Looking at the father and son, Narcissa shook her head helplessly.

These two are good at everything, they just like to brag too much.

In her opinion, the relationship between the Malfoy family and Severus Snape was far from as good as Lucius said.

Because Lucius's so-called care for Snape back then was, at best, not following the other Slytherins to bully Snape, and adding some extravagant words to Snape's behalf.

As for John Shafiq.

She could feel from Draco's words that this was definitely a boy with natural talents.

The other party is far superior to Draco in terms of IQ and EQ.

There is no doubt about this.

You should know just by looking at how he can make friends with Draco and Harry Potter.

Rather than saying that Draco was trying to win over John, it would be better to say that Draco was the one who was led by John's lead and won over.

Draco is really no match for John. John probably sold him and Draco had to help John count the money.

Narcissa became worried when she thought of this.

She patted Draco on the back and said:

"If you have the chance, invite John to Malfoy Manor as a guest. This way we can also help you find out about him."

Lucius also excitedly slapped the table and echoed.
Chapter completed!