heard, and after a few seconds the door opened to its full width and he saw in it a squat woman in a long blue dress. As he noticed, despite her somewhat advanced age, the dragoness was still very pretty, and the wide smile and laughing eyes looking at him with an almost childlike joy made him feel as if he knew her well, as if he could trust her right away. He looked at a warm and kind woman with a cheerful disposition.-Oh, hello, sir!
-Good morning, dear lady.- Bleist bowed while smiling at the older woman.-I am Erik Einhart, I work at the Academy.-He lied smoothly.-Madame Nasua, I presume.
-Yes, sir.- She glanced at him with an inquisitive gaze, then smiled in her own way and moved away, at the same time pointing into a small corridor.- Please come in, sir.- She began in a cheerful tone.- You're lucky, I've just come back from shopping, I've practically entered the house.- She closed the door behind him and took him smoothly by the hand. Bleist was slightly surprised and allowed himself to be led involuntarily into the depths of the building. - I had just prepared a cup of tea. I hope you like chocolate biscuits? Of course you do.- The woman waved her free hand and laughed lightly.- But, I'm sure not as much as my Draco. He could eat a whole lot of them!
-No doubt.- Darius interjected calmly, looking carefully around the corridor and, as if inadvertently, peering into the passing rooms. He noticed that warm colours dominated everywhere, colourful paintings hung on the walls, fresh flowers stood in vases filling all the interiors with a delicate, barely perceptible scent. At one point, the smell of chocolate biscuits reached him.
The old woman led him into a small lounge with an exit to a modest garden where a spreading apple tree grew under which stood a wooden bench and a small table. By the fence stretched a well-maintained flower bed with the same flowers he had already noticed in other rooms. The woman gently released his
