Scorpius Malfoy entered the scene clapping his hands calmly. He had just turned fifteen and was already tall and lean. He communicated order and composure with his well-combed blond hair and his pristine uniform, without creases. However, Dorian had known him since he was a child and his claim to perfection did not fool him. At school, he had never paid attention to him since Malfoy used to put on a good face with elements that he despised, but now he was happy about his arrival. He knew, from what his sister Calypso had told him, that he practiced Dark Arts. Dorian was therefore sure that his young relative would also appreciate the artwork lying at his feet, and he was happy to boast about it.