Renovation Innovation
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Malcolm stood at the front door of Malfoy Manor in Wiltshire. With the loss of contact with his former Slytherin housemate the year after the war, so too went Malcolm’s previous access to the Manor’s floo. Regardless, he’d been invited by the lady of the house and he was more than happy to accept since this meant a prestigious project with name value to add to his growing portfolio.
He knocked on the door, placing his hand in his trouser pocket while holding his case in the other. He waited.













