The All-League of Legends Starts From the Heavens

As the richest pure-blood family, the Malfoy family has an extremely dignified and luxurious mansion in Wiltshire, England:

Malfoy Manor.

For nearly a thousand years, the Malfoy family has lived on this estate for generations.

After so many years of operation, it is enough to turn an ordinary house into the emperor's palace.

Outside the majestic castle, there are well-designed gardens surrounding it.

Pure white peacocks are walking beside the ornate fountains, and the exquisite wrought iron gates are haunted by a wonderful smoke.

The surrounding large tracts of land are full of greenery.

And everything in the sight of this eye belongs to the glory of pure blood - Malfoy.

It is a pity that the tranquility of a thousand years is about to be broken on this sunny, cloudless day.

In the spacious courtyard, a huge circular portal was opened.

The intrusion of the uninvited guest disturbed the elf serving the Malfoy family, as well as the host here.

The manor's hostess, Narcissa Malfoy, was tending to her bedridden husband when she heard movement outside.

He instructed a house-elf to check it out.

"What's wrong outside, Narcissa?" Lucius, who was lying on the bed, spoke weakly, with a sickly pale face on his face.

But not because of injury, but because of mental illness caused by shock.

The hostess shook her head: "I don't know, maybe a beast broke into the yard, and I have sent the elf to see it."

"Oh." Lucius nodded lightly, like a dying old man.

At this time, a strong sense of unease suddenly rose in his heart, and he couldn't help worrying about his son, so he asked, "How has Draco been these days?"

Narcissa saw her husband's anxiety, so she sat beside his bed and comforted: "He's all right, dear."

"The doctor said that he was still young, and it was when he was growing up that he needed to rest for a few days."

"When the bones grow back, they can be discharged from the hospital."

Lucius nodded again to show that he knew, but then said, "I want to see him and help me prepare clothes."

Said, struggling to get out of bed.

As soon as he got up, he was pressed back on the bed by the hostess: "Your current body is not even as good as Draco. Don't you mean to worry him when you go to him at this time?"

The proud pure blood suddenly discovered that he was not as strong as a woman now.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, then turned his head out of the window and stopped talking.

The husband and wife were silent for a long time, and finally Narcissa couldn't help it: "Lucius, tell me, what the **** did you do when you went to Hogwarts yesterday!"

"Why did it become like this after coming back?"

Lucius still didn't speak, just stared out the window in a trance.

Seeing his decadent look, Narcissa couldn't help being a little angry, stood up and walked straight out of the bedroom.

At this moment, the elf who had just sent out ran back and said out of breath:

"Master, ma'am, there's a purple-skinned weirdo outside."

"He said it was Master Draco's teacher, Ryze, who was coming to visit you two."

"Teacher?" After hearing this, the hostess turned her eyes to her husband subconsciously.

She hasn't had time to visit her son at Hogwarts this year, so she hasn't heard of any purple-skinned teachers.

Unexpectedly, Lucius, who was lying on the bed at this time, was shaking like a sieve, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence:

"No...no! I...I don't see anyone now!"

"Let him go!"

As a result, when the elf was about to run out to chase people, he suddenly changed his mind.

"You take him to the living room to wait, and say we'll be there in a while."

Then he said to the hostess: "Come and help me change my clothes, I can't move a little now."

Narcissa realized that something was wrong and ignored her husband's request. Instead, she said to the elf who had not left: "Go to the Ministry of Magic and say that the manor has been attacked."

"Let them hurry up and send someone to rescue!"

The elf, who was confused about the situation, didn't know who to listen to for a while, so he had to stand there and stare blankly at the couple who had different opinions.

"Don't go soon!"

A roar from the hostess made it make a final decision, and she snapped her fingers immediately, trying to use phantom to move to the Ministry of Magic.

Who knows, after a snap of fingers, there is no effect.

The elf who didn't believe in evil fought several more times in a row, only to find that he was still in the same place.

Seeing this, Narcissa was very angry and shouted at it: "What are you doing? Why don't you go!"

And Lucius was like falling into an ice cellar at this time, he knew that it was the person who did a good job.

At this moment, a purple body appeared in the air, accompanied by a playful voice: "You don't need to invite me, I'll just come in by myself."

With two feet on the expensive carpet, the mage looked curiously at the luxurious bedroom.

Gorgeous furniture, gilded mirrors, and exquisite frescoes all reveal the wealth of the owner.

But he just glanced at it a few times, and then turned his attention to the house-elf next to him.

"Little guy, where are you going?"

The pure blood on the bed had closed her eyes in despair, and the hostess took out her wand and aimed it at the intruder.

Only the elf was still snapping his fingers relentlessly.

The mage smiled, raised his hand, and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, this little elf turned into fly ash from head to toe, and disappeared without a trace.

The frightened Narcissa began to scream, and the harsh voice made the mage frown.

Then there was another snap of her fingers, and the hostess fell to the ground.

Lucius opened his eyes and asked incredulously, "What did you do!!!"

"Things between men shouldn't involve women, are you right?" The mage walked to the bed, took a deep breath, and said intoxicated: "Ah—, the smell of runes."

"It seems that I did not come to the wrong place~www.readwn.com~ The pure-blood wizard looked at the intruder who was getting closer, and a lot of sweat dripped from his forehead.

"What rune? I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"Of course you don't understand." With a wave of the mage's hand, Lucius rolled from the bed to the ground.

"Go and show me where you usually hide things."

Facing the indifferent questioning from the intruder, Lucius finally became hard-hearted at this time, because he knew how many shameful things were in the place mentioned by the mage.

If exposed, not only him, but the entire Malfoy family will die without a burial.

"You kill it, I won't say it!"

"Well." Lu Wu raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "That's what you want."

As soon as the words fell, the current patriarch of the pure-blood family that has been passed down for thousands of years, Lucius Malfoy stopped breathing.