Good evening, Severus.
Lucius strode over, shook hands with Snape, then turned to Silan, smiling, and said, "And Mr. Prewett, we've been waiting for you."
Silan reached out and shook hands with Lucius.
Narcissa greeted Snape and then looked at Silan with surprise.
This was her first time meeting Silan, but she had heard of Silan's deeds many times before, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she had long admired him.
"I never expected Prewett to be so young..." Although she already knew that Silan and Draco were in the same grade, Narcissa was still surprised when she actually saw him.
"Welcome, Prewett. Not just anyone can come to my house." Draco, feeling confident on home turf, raised his chin and greeted Silan.
Lucius frowned and slapped the back of his head, reminding him seriously, "You should call him uncle."
Everyone's expression turned strange.
"Uncle? Is that the right generation?!" Draco was taken aback, staring wide-eyed at Silan was about the same age as him.
Silan's expression was also somewhat strange, wondering how her seniority had increased so much.
Draco felt wronged, but dared not openly disobey his father. He rubbed his head and whispered, "Uncle Prewett!"
Seeing Draco, who was usually so arrogant, bowing his head and obediently calling her "uncle, "Hermione's lips twitched involuntarily, and she almost burst out laughing.
She had no choice but to quickly purse her lips and turn her face to the side.
Silan reached out and shook hands with his eldest nephew as a greeting.
Lucius turned to Hermione and tentatively asked, "And who is this?"
"Hermione Granger. Good evening, Mr. Lucius, Mrs. Narcissa, and Draco... classmate." After introducing herself, Hermione greeted them politely.
"Granger?"
Upon hearing the surname, Lucius visibly paused, glanced discreetly at Snape, and continued, "Are you related to Hector Dagworth - Granger, the founder of the Extraordinary Society of Potioneers?"
"No, it shouldn't be, sir. I'm Muggle-born," Hermione said truthfully.
Lucius looked away, somewhat disappointed.
In his view, even if the Malfoy family could not compare with the glory of their ancestors, it was still an ancient and noble Pure-blood families.
This estate has almost never been set foot on by Mudblood.
If Snape hadn't been standing by, Lucius probably would have thrown a tantrum and kicked him out on the spot.
Draco, noticing his father's furrowed brow, felt a surge of nervousness and spoke first, "Miss Granger is exceptionally talented in Potions, and she and Uncle Prewett are the perfect partners. She's also a student highly regarded by Professor Snape."
Snape glanced at Draco with satisfaction, thinking expressionlessly, "It seems Lucius has intensified his parenting efforts since what happened last time."
Narcissa's gaze swept between Silan and Hermione, and she quickly understood. Turning around, she affectionately took Hermione's arm and said enthusiastically, "Miss Granger is clearly intelligent, unlike me, who dreaded Potions in school."
Lucius immediately understood what Draco and Narcissa meant, and said with an incredibly bright smile:
"Malfoy Manor welcomes you, Miss Granger. The arrival of such outstanding young people as you is a momentous event worthy of being recorded in the history of this land."
"Thanks..."
Looking at the smiling Malfoy, Hermione wondered, "Are the Malfoy always this enthusiastic at home?"
After they finished speaking, several Senior Potioneer had been waiting nearby quickly came over to greet Snape.
"Master Snape, I never expected to see you here..."
"When I first received the news, I couldn't believe it."
Snape responded expressionlessly, his eyes occasionally glancing at Silan and Hermione.
"Draco, spend some time with your classmates." After giving this instruction, Lucius and Narcissa went to greet the other guests.
Having Snape invited to the banquet was a huge honor for Lucius, making him stand out among the Pure-blood families.
He spoke with much more confidence, displaying more of the demeanor of a Pure-blood aristocrat.
Draco, back in his home turf, couldn't suppress the smirk on his face and said in a pretentious manner, "Please come with me, gentlemen, I'll show you around."
They went up the stairs on either side of the living room.
The long corridor was enclosed by thick, solid wood, with luxurious carpets on the floor and dazzling Crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The side walls were adorned with portraits of many famous wizards, and occasionally one could see bronze busts of Malfoy's ancestors.
Draco kept boasting.
"This famous international wizard visited my home. My mother told me that he even held me in his arms back then."
"This statue is of my grandfather, who was not only a powerful wizard but also a gardener; he designed the gardens on the manor..."
The introductions started off fairly normally, but later on, Draco seemed to want to recite a glorious and tragic history for every table, chair, and bench he saw, leaving Silan and Hermione exhausted.
"Doesn't he feel tired at all?" Hermione deliberately slowed down a step and whispered to Silan.
"Who knows, maybe it makes him feel good," Silan said helplessly.
Behind them, Silan and Hermione deliberately slowed down a few steps to follow Draco, chatting quietly and occasionally giving him a smile or nodding, as if they were listening intently and with great interest.
This energized Draco even more.
"You can feel the profound heritage of my Malfoy family now, can you?" Draco thought smugly, continuing his spittle-flecked introduction.
Draco continued showing off until the Sale Event began, only then reluctantly stopping.
Silan and Hermione immediately slipped away.
Lucius walked to the front of the living room, straightened his suit, took out his wand, pointed to his throat, and said, "Sonorus."
As soon as the Spells ended, Lucius's voice boomed like thunder, echoing throughout the entire living room.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you are all welcome to this Sale Event."
The guests quieted down and turned to look at Lucius.
"Perhaps some of you have already seen them, but before the Sale Event begins, I would like to introduce our distinguished guests for tonight." Lucius gestured to the side, indicating, "Professor Snape, and his two students Mr. Prewett and Miss Granger!"
All eyes turned to Snape two companions, and thunderous applause erupted.
"Next time I must ask Lucius for an introduction; even just getting to know Professor Snape would be worth it..."
"The youngest Potions Master of our time, and his genius student! Hey, I have to say, coming to this Sale Event definitely the right decision!"
"This Miss Granger is no ordinary person either; she might be a genius like Prewett."
Looking at the enthusiastic guests, Lucius secretly gloated, "Inviting Snape and Prewett was definitely the right decision."
"Alright, Mr. Lucius, stop dawdling and bring up the Potions made by Master Snape!" A Senior Potioneer couldn't sit still any longer and shouted loudly. He had come here hoping to try his luck and see if he could buy Snape's Potions for reference and study.
I hadn't held out much hope, but now that Master Snape has shown up with his students, how could it be fake?!
The guests immediately realized what was happening and began to shout enthusiastically.
"Let's get started!"
"Bring up the Potions!"