Chinese students at Hogwarts

Chapter 95 Father and Son (Thanks to the alliance leader Gudao Loulan for the reward)

In Wiltshire in northern England, a dignified lord's mansion is located here. This mansion is surrounded by well-designed gardens.

The fountain in the center of the garden sprays water around the clock.

White peacocks roam freely in the manor, and the entire mansion is protected by an exquisite wrought iron gate.

Here is one of the richest people in the wizarding world, the Malfoy family estate.

Draco Malfoy felt that life during the summer vacation was terrible. He did not expect that his father could not wait to teach him a lesson on the carriage.

After returning home, he brought out the deeds that Malfoy was 'proud of' one by one.

Give comments such as "stupid", "unbelievably stupid", "are you still a member of the Malfoy family?" "Is this how I taught you?"

Narcissa looked at the livid Malfoy and her son who lowered his head and said nothing in the living room, feeling a little at a loss.

She had never seen this scene before her. Although the reputation of the Malfoy family was not good, Lucius did love her, and they had a sensible and obedient child.

This made Narcissa very satisfied, but now her peaceful life seemed to have some disturbances.

Pursing her thin lips, Narcissa walked over, put her arm around Malfoy's shoulders, and whispered:

"Draco, apologize to your father, he is doing this for your own good!"

Apologize? Why apologize? Malfoy thought about everything that happened this year. He had always followed his father's teachings and never talked to others.

Nor do you make real friends, and all people are only divided into useful and useless.

He hovered cautiously among everyone.

This made him feel lonely as never before.

Until the figure who seemed to be like the sun stood up. He swayed his own light and heat unscrupulously, bringing unprecedented light to Slytherin who was trapped in the quagmire.

Malfoy was attracted by this light, he longed for the warmth he had never felt before, and he longed to join it.

"Come on Draco! Be an excellent Slytherin and let's change this academy together!"

The man said this to him, and Malfoy felt that the blood all over his body was boiling. From that moment on, he put aside his father's teachings and bravely embarked on another path.

A road that has never been seen before.

He tried to make some real friends, care for them, and even share his beloved fruits.

He tried to make some changes, to learn to be a leader, a Slytherin with calm courage.

He tried to realize what Zhang Xiao said, that a proud pureblood would never succumb to others, and wanted to try to take responsibility.

To be honest, Malfoy was also very nervous. He didn't know whether the blueprint Zhang had drawn for him could be realized or whether it was a wonderful but empty dream, but he was willing to try.

Everything was going well. For the first time, Malfoy felt that the young wizards from other colleges looked at him with curiosity instead of disgust.

Even after the end of Sorcerer's Stone, he felt historically admired and sought after!

This made Malfoy ecstatic. What Zhang said was not false, but actually possible!

The most important thing is that besides Zhang, he seems to have other friends, real friends

Thinking of this, Malfoy slowly raised his head, swallowed hard, and looked directly at his father, who had always been regarded as a god.

Under Narcissa's disbelieving gaze, she resisted face to face for the first time:

"Dad, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight! We are born noble, and we must bear the responsibility!"

Lucius's face suddenly turned pale, then turned red instantly. He pulled out his snake-headed staff, formed a whip, and whipped Malfoy hard.

"Ah!" Narcissa screamed, rushed to hug Malfoy who was shaking in pain, covered his face with distress, and shouted to Lucius with tears:

"Look what you are doing!"

Lucius said sternly with a livid face:

"Draco Malfoy, don't you think you are noble?

If it weren't for the generations of ancestors of the Malfoy family who used their shrewdness, wisdom and vision to stand on the side of the winner time and time again.

Do you think you are qualified to shout that you are born noble? You will be like the Weasleys, living in a dilapidated cabin and using second-hand things.

I have a headache every day for a few Nat's things!

I let you get close to that Eastern nobleman so that you can obtain greater benefits for the family, not to fill your mind with unrealistic things.

You're so stupid that I can't believe you're a Malfoy!

roll! "

Malfoy looked at his father blankly, as if he had never thought of considering the problem from this perspective. His heart was at a loss, and he bit his mouth in despair and left silently.

Narcissa watched her son's back disappear into the hall with tears in her eyes. She immediately rushed forward, grabbed Lucius's collar with both hands, gritted her teeth and said in a low and angry voice:

"Lucius! I don't care about your family's bullshit glory or tradition, Draco is only 11 years old! He is my son!

No matter how many reasons you have, there's no denying what Draco accomplished this year! Dumbledore even expressed his optimism about the future of the Malfoy family.

Lucius, I'm warning you! Don't do this to him! "

Narcissa let go of her hand and shouted:

"More than!"

An elf wearing a tattered pillowcase and with big bright green eyes timidly appeared in front of her:

"My dear mistress, what are your orders?"

Narcissa turned around, her wide purple skirt blooming like a flower, and chased in the direction of Malfoy, leaving behind cold words:

"Prepare some food and send it to the young master's room!"

Dobby bent down and bowed:

"As you command!"

Lucius looked at his wife's back, his face was ashen, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he took out a piece of paper from his arms. This was the friend he made with Galleons.

Lucius rubbed the letter and the warning on it:

"Lucius, the ministry will soon conduct an inventory of the hidden dark magic items."

He suddenly struck the ground hard twice with his snake staff.

Accompanied by a low 'rumbling' sound, the ground undulated like waves.

Then it slowly cracked open, revealing a downward staircase, and Lucius walked down it with a gloomy face.

When he came up, there was already a wooden box in his hand, and the floor slowly closed behind Lucius.

Holding the wooden box carefully, he walked straight to the study and placed it on the large mahogany desk.

He gently tapped the wooden box with the silver snake head on the cane. With the sound of a complicated mechanical opening, the wooden box split to both sides, revealing the contents inside.

It was a black leather-bound book.

Lucius hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to pick up the book, but when he reached halfway, he quickly retracted it as if he had encountered a red-hot iron.

Sitting slumped in the armchair, Lucius pinched the bridge of his nose, fear and severity mingled back and forth on his face.

"No, I can't do it," he murmured softly, "I have to protect them, Draco Narcissa."

After a long time, Lucius seemed to finally make a decision. He closed the wooden box again, hugged it and left the study with a gloomy expression.

In the darkness, a small figure trembled.

Malfoy lay on the soft bed, staring blankly at the exquisite ceiling.

My father’s words kept echoing in my mind:

"Without the shrewdness and judgment of the situation from our ancestors, do you think you are qualified to stand here now?"

The 12-year-old Malfoy fell into deep confusion. He felt that Zhang Xiao was right, but his father was also right, so who was wrong?

This question was really profound. Malfoy instinctively felt that if he didn't understand this question, he would only become more and more uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he stood up and walked to the desk.

Just like in school, he would go to Zhang if he had any problems, so he decided to tell his doubts to his friends.

Dip the quill pen in ink, and slide the gilt pen tip on the sheepskin, leaving lines of beautiful words:

"Dear Zhang."

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Thanks to the leader of the ancient road Loulan, the boss is mighty. Because it will be released soon, the leader’s addition will be moved~

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