Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 387 Voldemort

In the meeting room in the manor, the secret party's school board is watching the birthday party held in the garden below. This kind of relaxing moment is the best time to understand a person.

Now the celebrations below are becoming more and more active. Caesar alone is a walking machine with an active atmosphere. Where he is there, he will never worry about being left alone. People surround him and Lu Mingfei, pushing the atmosphere from one climax to another. an orgasm.

Even the old stubborn Frost Gattuso has to admit that Caesar is indeed a natural leader, the kind of guy who can speak in the most mediocre tone before a battle, and then lead the army to the enemy amidst the cheers of the crowd .

On the other side, Frost looked at Lu Mingfei, whose face was flushed red, but his movements were a little cautious. This child's performance was going to be worse, but Frost knew that this child was not as weak as he seemed. Fei is like a harmless little white rabbit, but the rabbit will bite people when it is in a hurry.

As for the last one, Frost looked at Chu Zihang who was standing on the edge. I have to say that Mr. Ander really has a way of seeing people. This kid looks like the type who can fight well. If Caesar is the leader , is the instigator, then Chu Zihang is an excellent executor and a man with general talent.

So, did Ender recommend him to clear the way for his younger generation?
Frost thought of it this way, relying on kindness to hold capable people in his hands is a very common practice. What Ander wants to do may be to make Chu Zihang an outstanding executor of the Lu family, and then Lu Mingfei Climb to the apex of the Cassia as the leader.

But now, with everything still undecided, Frost focused his attention on Caesar again.

At this moment, Caesar below was pulling Lu Mingfei into a cake fight, and Chu Zihang, who was watching the play next to him, could not escape his murderous hands. After being covered in a piece of cake from Caesar on his face, he also joined the cake fight ranks.

"It's waste." Ender yawned: "These boys don't know how to cherish food at all."

"Young people must be a little crazy." Anger pushed his eyes and said calmly: "I was crazier than them when I was young."

Ender nodded feebly: "Yeah, I forgot that you are from Cambridge, there are quite a lot of troublemakers there."

The crazy appearance of Angers during the battle makes it easy for others to ignore the fact that he is actually a doctor of history in Cambridge. Before meeting Menech Cassel, Angers’ greatest hobby was sitting on the edge of the Cambridge Bridge, watching The wind blows the girls' long skirts, admiring the beautiful curves of their calves.

Cambridge is the most famous university in the United Kingdom. This avant-garde university has produced many famous left-wing figures, such as the famous Cambridge Five. These five guys, as red-haired spies born in Cambridge, turned Britain into a mess.

Angers went from undergraduate to Ph.D. in the era of various student movements. The madness he said when he was young was not like spreading cakes on the faces of his classmates like Caesar, but most likely speaking and promoting red ideas among his classmates. And led the students to strike and engage in sports.

In this way, Caesar's behavior is nothing.

At this moment in the arena, Chu Zihang wiped the cake on his face, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Lu Mingfei, who took it over, wiped off the cream on his face, and looked at the unrecognizable birthday Cake, with an excited smile on his face, mixed with a bit of embarrassment.

"Thank you, brother. I didn't expect Uncle De to give me this surprise." Lu Mingfei wiped off the cream on his head, and beside him, Caesar, who was naked from the upper body, wiped the cream and wine stains on his body with a towel. I have to say, now Caesar's body has a sweet aroma mixed with wine and cream, which smells very craving.

The young people present were talents from various families. After laughing for a while, the atmosphere began to ease. It was the intermission time. Everyone was arranging their clothes. Lu Mingfei looked at the newly made clothes with some distress. Clothes, seeing this, Chu Zihang tugged at the hem of his clothes, and motioned for him to follow him with his eyes.

The two quietly left the stage, and were led by the waiter to a dressing room. Upstairs, Ander saw the two walking towards the dressing room, and gestured to turn the camera to the center of the venue, leaving some privacy for the two. .

"Mr. Ander is really gentle." Frost did the same, moving the camera away from Caesar who was changing clothes: "You are indeed an educator."

"It's just to give the children a little privacy." Ender shrugged, and began to chat about those difficult-to-educate thorns in the college and the stories of him talking to them in the psychological counseling room.

In the dressing room, Lu Mingfei looked at the empty wardrobe and asked, "Has Uncle De prepared any other clothes?"

Chu Zihang shook his head: "No, he probably didn't expect us to have a cake fight."

As Chu Zihang made a few hand gestures, the magical light flashed, and Lu Mingfei's clothes and head were cleaned. Chu Zihang said, "But I can use the magic trick to clean it for you, at least it won't last. Live today."

Lu Mingfei touched the clothes that were originally stained with cream, and now they were clean, without any oil stains, and felt like new ones, but his hair had returned to the state of a chicken coop. There are also some conflicts.

"Magic is really convenient." Lu Mingfei sighed: "This thing is much easier to use than Lingling."

Chu Zihang nodded, and cleaned himself up: "Magic is more versatile than Lingling, and can deal with more situations, but the attack power of low-level spells is not as good as Lingling."

"That's you, senior brother." Lu Mingfei said speechlessly, Chu Zihang's speech spirit was Jun Yan with first-class and powerful attack power, so he naturally felt that the power of magic was not enough.

The two cleaned up their clothes, walked out of the locker room, and returned to the lawn. At this moment, most of the people had cleaned up and formed a few small groups, talking with each other, and some people were walking among several groups. The scene was not as lively as before, but it was a little more elegant and quiet of the nobility.

Xia Mi stood on the side, choosing the dessert with great interest, and Ling stood next to her. The two exchanged a few words from time to time, but most of them were Xia Mi who spoke first, and then Ling gave a simple answer.

Lu Mingfei was about to walk towards the two of them, but was stopped by a young man holding champagne. The man looked like he was 25 or six years old, with round eyes and a pale complexion. The scar stretches from the forehead to the eyes.

Seeing the person coming, Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "Harry Potter?..."

That's right, the person in front of him looked like a grown-up Harry Potter, and Lu Mingfei even wondered if the other party would call a broom in the next second and fly into the air.

The man saluted very politely, and introduced himself: "Hi, Mr. Lu, I'm Tom Riddle, is it convenient for us to chat?"

"Fuck, Voldemort!"

(End of this chapter)