Draco: "Huh?"
"But it's not a big deal, seeing the descendants of old acquaintances is always a pleasant thing—" Sebastian drawled, "I also saw the descendant of Drake Flint, you know, the big-bucktoothed Giant, right?"
Draco glanced back at Marcus, who was passionately chatting with someone, and nodded, "Yes, he's Marcus of the Flint family, and he's our house Quidditch team captain."
"Your great-aunt didn't like his ancestor and even had the School Board warn their family not to bully Harry Potter anymore or they'd be kicked out of the United Kingdom," Sebastian said with a chuckle. He leaned down to Draco and added, "Did you know? Your great-aunt really likes Harry Potter? "
"Of course I know, Mr. Salu!" Draco exclaimed, as if he had found his comrades, "My goodness, I didn't expect you knew this too... So why haven't you told Harry yet? I mean... give him a hint?"
"Do you think Harry Potter would mourn for me?" Sebastian looked at Draco with an indescribable expression, "You need to know, Miss Grindelwald is famously jealous. If she knows I'm meddling in the disputes between them, I fear I'll become a Ghost years ahead of schedule, no joke."
"No way?" Draco frowned and said, "Miss Grindelwald seems quite kind... Besides, if she were like that, perhaps my great-aunt would have suffered at her hands long ago."
"Because she's the newcomer!" Sebastian said with exasperation, "She feels guilty towards your great-aunt... Think about it."
"I see!" Draco suddenly had an epiphany as if enlightenment had struck.
"So what I need to tell you now is, as your great-aunt's grandnephew, you must take on the responsibility!" Sebastian lifted his head, and seeing that Vivi was not around, he whispered to Draco, "You need to relay messages to your great-aunt at the right times—not just simply relaying, be a qualified translator!"
"Translate?" Draco was puzzled.
"According to my speculation, at the latest by Christmas, Cassandra Malfoy will return. Her personality... is quite peculiar. Let me give you an example: she might say she hates Harry, but actually what she wants to say is that she likes him, yet because of her odd personality, she can't bring herself to say it, so she can only say hate—she actually hates her inability to express her feelings, not Harry, understand?"
"Hold on!"
Draco took out a notebook from his pocket, "Please continue, Mr. Salu... Uh, your point is, whenever my great-aunt says something like hate, I should translate it in reverse, right?"
Sebastian looked at Draco with a gratified expression.
"And if she says she likes Harry?" Draco asked naively, "Should I relay the original meaning then?"
"Are you silly?" Sebastian said, again exasperated, "Alright, indeed that should be relayed as it is—but I must tell you, given your great-aunt's personality, expecting her to say that is like expecting me never to learn Dark Magic!"
Draco made an OK gesture, indicating he understood.
Then he cautiously asked, "Are you very skilled at Magic Spells? I mean—all kinds of spells?"
Sebastian smiled and, sitting in his chair, said with a chuckle, "You know, almost all Evil Curses Harry Potter learned, I taught him secretly..."
Upon hearing Sebastian's words, Draco's expression changed
All his thoughts were written on his face, which was clearly—
If you don't mind, I'd like to consider you my Godfather!
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