With extraordinary comprehension, I built a floating city at Hogwarts.

Hermione, who had just been enjoying herself, immediately became excited and pushed Luna to lie face down on the bed.

A moment later, Hermione asked with a smug smile, "How does it feel? Pretty comfortable, right?"

“I think you could try your massage skills on Onyxia.” Luna’s expression was somewhat distorted, and cold sweat slid down her cheeks from her forehead to her chin. “After she’s reverted to her original form, of course.”

Hermione didn't hear the last sentence because she spoke too softly.

Miss Know-It-All pressed on again, "Then say goodbye to your sore muscles."

Luna nodded, but what she said was, "Goodbye, muscles!"

Levin took the opportunity to escape the room, and on the way he kept trying various twisting and stretching exercises to try to alleviate some of the pain.

As he approached the hall, he forced himself to regain his usual composure, as if nothing had happened.

But the excitement and anticipation in his heart, like that cool massage cream, spread along his spine and throughout his body, unforgettable.

“Mr. Malfoy, welcome.” Levin stepped forward, his tone polite but indifferent.

Lucius Malfoy, too, maintained his composure, nodding in response to Levin, completely concealing his disheveled state the previous night.

He took a deep breath, concealing his inner fear and trying his best to maintain a calm exterior.

Levin smiled slightly and led Lucius into the study inside the tent.

When Lucius entered the room, Jaina stood up to greet him.

"Welcome, Lucius. Thank you for your help to the Ministry of Magic." She gave a slight bow, her tone conveying respect, but not to her eyes.

“It is my duty, Ms. Proudmoore.” Lucius returned the bow slightly, a hint of bitterness in his voice. “But not for the Ministry of Magic, but for Mr. Grimm… and of course, for you, Madam.”

Jaina smiled gently. "Doing it for Levin is the same as doing it for me, it's all the same."

She spoke casually, her words filled with intimacy towards Levin.

"Levin told me everything that happened last night. In short, without you, we couldn't have won such a brilliant victory."

Upon hearing this, Lucius Malfoy immediately asked cautiously, "So, my 'pledge of allegiance' has met your requirements, is that right, Ms. Proudmore?"

His voice was filled with anticipation and unease.

“That’s right, Lucius, you can understand it that way.” Jaina nodded, gesturing for Lucius to sit down. “Now, you’re qualified to cooperate with us.”

“Lucius, what exactly do you want from us?” Jaina asked, her beautiful brown eyes as clear as lake water, yet unfathomable, as if they could see into a person’s heart.

The moment Lucius met her gaze, it was as if he had been struck by lightning, and he instantly looked away.

In those eyes, he sensed boundless wisdom and power, a strength he had never faced before.

His diplomatic rhetoric and his hypocritical pretenses all became pale and powerless in the face of those eyes, leaving him speechless.

He suddenly realized that Levin was not the only strong one among them.

Jaina's strength far exceeded his expectations.

That's understandable.

They rose to power because of their achievements in capturing dark wizards.

Lucius hesitated for a long time, but finally made up his mind and spoke his true thoughts.

"I need your guarantee of safety."

His voice was weak and trembling, completely lacking his usual composure and calmness.

"Ms. Proudmore, because of my negligence, the Mystic lost one of his Horcruxes, and this has been keeping me up at night. I'm worried about the safety of my family..."

At this point, Lucius's voice choked with emotion, and he placed his hands on the table, his body trembling involuntarily.

“Last night, I betrayed them again, helping you wipe out a portion of his forces.” He breathed heavily, his eyes filled with terror. “You know, with his methods, once he finds out about my betrayal, the Malfoy family is finished…”

At this point, Lucius could no longer care about the dignity he usually tried to maintain as one of the twenty-eight holy pure-blood families, and tears streamed down his pale face.

“I don’t care what happens to me, but Narcissa and Draco are innocent…they shouldn’t suffer like this because of me…”

After saying all this, Lucius Malfoy lowered his head, tears dripping onto the cold back of his hand.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

He choked back tears as he apologized, his whole body still trembling uncontrollably.

For the first time, he felt powerless and insignificant in front of this powerful woman.

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Jaina made a gesture, and a transparent magical hand appeared in the air, pouring Lucius a glass of red currant rum.

The moment Lucius took the glass, a subtle tremor flickered in his eyes. He then downed half the glass in one gulp, sighed deeply, and put the glass down.

He looked up at Gianna, his voice filled with pleading and determination: "Ms. Proudmore, I know my cooperation last night is not enough to make up for my past mistakes. Please, for the sake of my complete cooperation last night, help me save the Malfoy family."

The wine seemed to give him courage; he prayed while gesturing with his hands:

“What do you want from me? Just tell me what to do, and I’ll do anything for you, anything! You can use the Malfoy family’s wealth as you please, just protect my family in critical moments, even if it’s Narcissa and Draco. I know you have the ability.”

Jaina looked intently at Lucius; she saw fear in his eyes, but also determination.

As if acknowledging his family sentiments, she nodded, extended her hand, and gestured for him to calm down and sit back in his chair.

Lucius took a deep breath and obediently sat back down.

Jaina began to state her conditions, "Lucius, you used to be a Hogwarts school board member, so you must have had close ties with other pure-blood families."

Jaina knew, of course, how long the Malfoy family had held the position of school board member, and she knew even better how he had lost it.

Lucius nodded. Although he was no longer a board member, his connections remained.

He looked at Jaina with suspicion, trying to guess her true intentions.

“I don’t need your wealth.” Jaina slowly shook her head, stood up, and looked sharply at Lucius. “What I need is your connections in the dark wizarding world and among those pure-blood families. I need you as an intermediary to help us gain their support and ensure our policies can be implemented smoothly.”

Lucius hesitated

This request was far more difficult than he had anticipated. He had originally only wanted to contribute some money and assets, but now, Jaina was asking him to contribute his network and influence.

Seeing Lucius's hesitation, Jaina smiled.

She returned to her seat, her tone filled with unwavering determination, "Is there a problem?"

Lucius looked at Jaina's nonchalant gaze, then glanced at Levin.

But Levin simply waved his hand, indicating that Jaina's meaning was his own.

Lucius finally realized that he had no way out.

He took a deep breath, then shook his head firmly. “No problem, Ms. Proudmore. I will do my best to serve you.”

“Very well, then, to show your sincerity, you should first obtain some shares of Hogwarts for Ms. Prestor. Not too many, just enough to make Katlana one of the Hogwarts Board of Trustees.” Jaina stated this condition calmly, as if discussing a trivial matter.

“I understand, Ms. Proudmore. I will do my best to complete this task, and the Malfoy family is at your service.”

After saying this, Lucius bowed deeply to Jaina and then turned and left.

His back view appeared resolute, as if he had made some kind of firm decision.

Chapter 284 Hibiscus Delacour

After seeing Lucius off, Levin returned to his tent and saw Tonks rubbing his shoulder as he came out of Hermione's room.

Her strange appearance aroused everyone's curiosity.

"Hey, Tonks, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Qiu asked curiously.

“Just now, Cirira and I recommended Miss Granger’s massage.” Tonks’ voice trembled slightly. “Her massage skills are terrible compared to yours.”

Levin saw Ciri covering her face with a newspaper in embarrassment and mumble, "I didn't mean to, Penelope recommended Hermione's massage to me."

Tonks and Cho Chang looked at Penelope.

Penelope, who had just been chuckling, immediately covered her mouth and stammered, "Well... Luna recommended her to me first. I thought her skills were really good."

“Because I saw Levin enjoying it,” Luna’s singing voice immediately rang out, but Levin could detect a barely perceptible tremor in it. “It was my boyfriend who hid it from me first.”

"Don't call him your boyfriend," Shirella reminded her irritably. "He's not your boyfriend, he's my boyfriend."

After that kiss on the court, Cerira's aggressiveness seems to have increased.

But others were used to Luna saying whatever she wanted and weren't surprised by her surprising remarks.

Zhang Qiu even winked at Levin in an ambiguous way.

Levin awkwardly touched his nose.

Tonks ignored the girls' undercurrent of conflict and continued to describe his feelings: "It felt like she was interrogating me. I wanted to confess, but I didn't know what to confess."

This made Zhang Qiu burst out laughing.

Just then, Jaina came out of the study and announced loudly:

"Tonks, Ciri, Penelope, we should head to the Ministry of Magic."

Despite not having slept all night, she seemed to be in good spirits.

"We've arrested so many people, and we'll have to try them one by one. We'll probably be working overtime at the ministry for the next few days. Don't worry about preparing food for us... By the way, Levin, you might get your Order of Merlin, Second Class, soon."

Jaina looked at Levin and smiled gently: "The reason is that you transported the wounded during the battle, allowing them to receive timely treatment. Fudge decided to try to get the Order of Merlin, Second Class, for you. But we all know that the key is not here. He only did it because the Bulgarian minister knelt down in front of Fudge, and he felt that was your achievement."

Jaina smiled at Levin, her face showing an expression of wanting to take credit for him.

Well, it seems this badge is a little surprise she gave herself.

Even though a second-class Order of Merlin might not mean much to Levin, he was still very happy to receive such a surprise.

"My sister Jaina is so kind to me."

He went up to the blonde woman and hugged her.

Feeling the boy in her arms, the princess of Kul Tiras had a look of satisfaction in her eyes, just like... a smoker who had quit smoking for many years and then got a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes again.

Just then, a knock on the door interrupted their intimate interaction.

Levin opened the door, and upon seeing who it was, he was almost unable to look away.

A very pretty girl stood outside the door…so pretty she almost looked unnatural.

She had long, cascading silver hair that reached her waist, and bright, deep blue eyes. Her slightly pointed ears revealed her mixed-race heritage.

"Excuse me, do Cirira Rayanren and Levin Green live here?" The pretty girl's voice was slightly husky and had a sexy magnetism; she spoke English with a slight French accent.