Chapter 360 Godson (Thanks to Super Silver Alliance Ksg and Huan Yu)

Allen left the room as if he was running away, constantly trying various twisting and stretching exercises to relieve his pain. When he was about to reach the hall, he forcibly controlled himself and returned to his usual understatement. He looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Malfoy, welcome." Allen stepped forward and greeted politely.

Lucius Malfoy also maintained an elegant demeanor and nodded to Allen at this time, completely unable to see the panic he had before.

Allen smiled slightly and took Lucius into his father's study in the tent.

When Lucius entered the room, Owen did not stand up to greet him as usual.

He sat calmly on a brown-red leather armchair with wide armrests, Hermione's Crookshanks nestled obediently in his arms. His hands gently stroked Crookshanks' smooth fur, and Crookshanks hummed in comfort.

"Sorry, Lucius, you see, this cat makes me unable to get up." Owen said apologetically, but did not even raise his head to look at him.

"It's okay, Mr. Harris." Lucius bent down slightly, bowed to the sitting Owen, and then stood up.

"Mr. Harris, has Allen told you the reason for my visit?" Lucius Malfoy glanced at Allen.

But Allen just smiled and didn't speak.

"So Lucius, what's your purpose here?" Owen still lowered his head and stroked Crookshanks.

"Although I was involved in what happened last night, after Allen talked with me, I have been acting according to his instructions." Lucius stared at Mr. Harris seriously, but his eyes seemed a little evasive and panicked.

But Owen lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

There was silence in the room, and Lucius moved a few steps uneasily.

Owen finally looked up, put his hand under his nose, put it down again, and gestured for Lucius to sit on the chair in front of him.

Lucius walked quickly to him, but did not sit down.

"Mr. Harris, due to my ignorance and stupidity, the mysterious man lost one of his Horcruxes last year. This made me sleepless and I was very worried about the safety of my family."

Lucius put his hands on the table and looked at Mr. Harris eagerly. His tone became urgent, "You know, with his methods, once my fault is known, I am afraid that the Malfoy family will be destroyed." disaster."

"I'll just pay it back, but Narcissa and Draco are innocent. They shouldn't suffer misery because of me..." Lucius Malfoy didn't care about the things he usually worked hard to maintain at this time. The dignity of a pure-blooded family from the twenty-eight sacred families changed from the previous elegance. His voice was choked and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing Owen's lack of reaction, Lucius Malfoy lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

Owen gestured to Malfoy with his hand, and Alan poured a glass of Ogden aged firewhiskey aside and handed it to him.

Lucius' eyebrows moved slightly, he took the wine with both hands, drank half of it in a gulp, and put down the glass.

"Mr. Harris, for the sake of my wife Narcissa's mother being your wife's cousin, please help me save the Malfoy family." The wine seemed to give him courage, and he prayed again and again while gesturing with his hands. : "What do you want from me? No matter what you ask, I beg you to do me this favor."

Mr. Owen Harris took the wine handed to him by his youngest son and then asked Malfoy: "How can I help you?".

Lucius put his hands on the long table and leaned forward: "Harris, please use your power in the Ministry of Magic to protect the Malfoy family when I need it. Even if it's just Narcissa and Draco. Please use the Harris family's connections in Germany to hide and protect them when we need them. I can do anything for you, anything! You can enjoy the Malfoy family's property as you wish."

Owen looked at the emotional Lucius, approving of his attitude for his family. He once again stretched out his hand to tell him to calm down and sit down to talk.

Lucius took a long breath and sat back in his chair.

"Let me think about it, Lucius. You used to be the governor of Hogwarts, and you should have deep connections with other governors."

Owen certainly knew how long the Malfoy family had been sitting on the post of school governor, and how he lost the position.

"Of course, Mr. Harris, although I am no longer the school director of Hogwarts, I still have connections with other school directors." Lucius glanced at the Harrises and his son suspiciously, guessing in his mind his intentions.

"I don't need your Malfoy family wealth." Owen finally put down Crookshanks and stood up from the chair.

Lucius' eyes couldn't help but follow Mr. Harris's every move.

"What I need is your connections in the wizarding world of England and those pure-blood families." Owen walked directly opposite Malfoy and looked him in the eyes.

"I need you as a middleman to formally introduce us, Harris, to other British pure-blood families, and help us as outsiders gain their support." Owen's tone did not allow for rejection, and there was no room for negotiation at all.

Lucius couldn't help but hesitate. What he wanted to pay at first was just some money, property and other properties.

And if you want to help Harris gain the support of other pure-blood families, this requires far more than ordinary money and property.

"Having trouble?" Owen narrowed his eyes, laughed, turned around and returned to his seat, Crookshanks shouted softly and jumped on his lap again.

Lucius immediately stopped hesitating and shook his head repeatedly.

"Very good, then, in order to show your sincerity, first get some Hogwarts shares from them for my son Alan. It doesn't need to be too much. Just let Alan become one of the school directors of Hogwarts." ." Mr. Owen stated his conditions in an understatement. UU Reading www.uukanｓshu.net

Lucius Malfoy was silent and did not agree immediately. Those who could become one of the governors of Hogwarts were from pure-blood families. The financial resources and power of each family should not be underestimated.

As a school director, every pure-blood family hopes that their children will receive better treatment at Hogwarts.

They are not short of money, so if Malfoy wants to trade for shares in Hogwarts, he will have to pay more, not just money.

"Obviously, Lucius, you still don't trust me. Perhaps, the bond between us can be deeper. I heard Alan mentioned that Draco Malfoy is a very smart child, and my wife Regarding his relationship with his grandmother, I think if I accept him as my godson..."

"Then sir, you will get what you wish for. Malfoy is happy to serve you." Malfoy's firm-eyed Owen nodded in agreement, then bowed and turned to leave.

Owen glanced at his youngest son, and Allen immediately understood. He took two quick steps and accompanied Lucius out of the tent.

A low rumble caught their attention. Penelope Crevat, wearing an Auror uniform, heroically riding the Vespa motorcycle given to her by Ellen, fell from the sky.

She touched the ground with one foot, took off her helmet with both hands, and shook her short black hair neatly. When she saw Allen, she instantly broke into a smile.

The sun shone behind her, and her smile was so bright that it was dazzling.

Lucius glanced at Penello. Malfoy, who was good at observing words and expressions, nodded to Allen as a farewell and returned to Malfoy's own tent.

"Penello, what are you here for-" Alan asked in surprise.

"I'm here to report to Albert." Penello readily stated his intention.