of the entrance was the bedroom with a large bed, wardrobes and some additional bookcases, and to the left was the bathroom. He had to admit that it was very luxurious. It had a small pool where he could stretch out in peace, a shower with magically heated water and all the amenities he could only find in rich mansions. In general, the apartament in which he was to live from now on occupied the entire penultimate floor of the tower, and the rooms were interconnected.
Not knowing what to start with, the dragon circled around the rooms for a while looking at everything. Then he remembered that he should unpack his belongings, so he set about it. The books he had taken with him landed on the shelves along with a few small souvenirs. Elegant tunics and shirts went into wardrobes, which, as it turned out, were not empty at all. Blue coats and other elements of the magician's outfit made their way into them, as well as a formal robe in which he could probably drown himself trying to put so much material on. With all of this, he wrapped up unexpectedly quickly and, when he again had nothing to do, decided to have a bath before the dinner where the guests were to be. The clock standing in the living room showed that he did not have to hurry at all. When he had changed he sat down at his desk and looked at the book he had got from his aunt just before he left. He did not know how she had obtained it, but it was the first book on magic he had held in his hands. The unassuming volume was an introduction to magic written very accessibly and Draco plunged into his reading, forgetting the passage of time. Only a quiet grunt from the butler pulled him away from the book.
-Majordomus vetSalus told me to ask the young master to the drawing room.-He began stiffly.-The guests have arrived.
-Thank you, I'm on my way.-The dragon immediately sprang up and quickly put on his
