Marvel: I, Hermione, am from Hogwarts!

Draco only woke up and offered a brief explanation before falling back into a coma. Although he was sent back to Malfoy Manor because of his young age, the Ministry of Magic had already ordered him to stay away from the manor.

Draco remains unconscious to this day.

As a mother, Narcissa was heartbroken, worried about his health and afraid that her son would be accused and punished.

"I know." Seeing Narcissa's distressed expression, Lucius's voice softened. "I'll figure something out."

He said this, but he had no idea what to do.

Narcissa looked at Lucius, her resentment practically reaching the heavens.

She knew some of the inside information.

When Lucius handed the diary to Ginny Weasley, she strongly objected, believing it was too risky and the consequences of exposure would be dire.

But Lucius was determined to do things his own way, convinced that he could control everything.

Now look what happened, the plan failed, and he even dragged his own son into it.

in the corner.

Dobby, the house-elf, huddled together, shivering.

His eyes widened as he eavesdropped on his masters' conversation, his mind a complete mess.

He remembered that the plan he overheard was to make Ginny Weasley the culprit who opened the secret room.

But now, how did it become Young Master Malfoy?

He didn't understand.

If he had known it would turn out this way, why did he go to all the trouble of preventing Harry from going to school?

Dobby scratched his ear in frustration, feeling like a complete idiot for doing so much useless work and almost getting Harry killed.

Chapter 114 Draco: Woke up suddenly, and when I opened my eyes, Hermione was causing trouble at home.

At this moment, a servant hurried into the hall, a hint of hesitation on his face, before cautiously speaking:

"Master, we have a guest visiting."

"Who?"

"They identified themselves as... Gilderoy Lockhart, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, and... Hermione Granger."

The servant paused noticeably when he mentioned Hermione's name.

He knew that Lucius had always despised Muggle-born wizards.

Normally, people like these wouldn't even be allowed to get close to the gates of Malfoy Manor, let alone report it.

But today's situation is somewhat special.

The servants knew a little about it and knew that something had happened to young master Draco.

Moreover, one of the two people who came this time was the famous Lockhart, and he still had to bite the bullet and announce it.

Lucius felt a throbbing sensation in his temples when he heard Hermione's name.

The incident at Flourish and Blotts was a huge rip-off for Hermione and Lockhart, which led to a thorough investigation by the Ministry of Magic and resulted in a significant financial loss for him.

Come again now?

"Let them in." Lucius didn't care about bloodlines anymore at this point.

"No, wait."

He suddenly changed his mind.

"I will go to greet you personally."

The servant paused for a moment, then responded and turned to leave.

Lucius stood up, straightened his robe, and walked towards the door.

"Squeak-"

The manor gates slowly opened.

Lucius spotted the two people standing in the doorway immediately.

Gilderoy Lockhart still had that smug look on his face, while Hermione Granger stood beside him with a grin on her face.

Lucius's facial muscles twitched.

Under normal circumstances, no matter how famous Lockhart was, as the esteemed head of a pure-blood family, he would never condescend to personally greet him.

Moreover, he had a significant grudge against these two people.

But now, he has no choice but to do it.

Seeing these two people now, especially Hermione Granger's hateful smile, he wished he could curse them both with a Cruciatus Curse.

Lucius took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart.

He knew that these two people might be representing Hogwarts.

Their attitude could very well influence the Ministry of Magic's final verdict on Draco.

For Draco's sake, he had to humble himself and greet him with a smile.

"Professor Lockhart, Miss Granger, welcome to Malfoy Manor."

He tried to make his tone sound as enthusiastic as possible.

Come to the living room.

"Professor Lockhart, Miss Granger, please have a seat."

Lucius led the two to the living room and gestured for the servants to serve tea.

"I wonder what brings you two here today?" Lucius asked, getting straight to the point.

Lockhart glanced at Hermione, his meaning clear: You tell him.

“We’re here to make a deal with Mr. Malfoy,” Hermione said, her voice clear and crisp.

"A deal?" Lucius raised an eyebrow. "On behalf of Hogwarts?"

"No, it represents ourselves."

Lucius sneered, "If that's the case, then there's nothing to talk about. I'm not going to keep you company."

“It seems Mr. Lucius doesn’t want to save your son,” Hermione said calmly, rising as if to leave. “In that case, let’s go back, Professor Lockhart.”

Draco?

Upon hearing this, Lucius's expression changed.

"Miss Granger!"

Suddenly, Narcissa's voice came from behind, filled with anxiety.

“We hear you, and please forgive Lucius’s rudeness. I apologize on his behalf to both of you.”

Narcissa bowed deeply, then quickly walked to Lucius's side, signaling him with her eyes not to act rashly.

Lucius then noticed that Lockhart had stood silently behind Hermione the whole time, like a follower.

This made him look surprised.

Although Lockhart was flamboyant, his dazzling achievements were not fake, and he always thought that Lockhart was the one in charge of this trip.

But now it seems that the one who really has the say is actually this little girl, Hermione?

He had no idea that Lockhart's "achievements" were all obtained by cheating. If he hadn't been tricked before, he would definitely have been very enthusiastic towards Lockhart.

While Lucius was still pondering their relationship, Hermione spoke up:

"We can discuss the details of the deal later. To show my sincerity, I can help revive Draco first."

Narcissa's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she quickly stepped forward:

"real?!"

As she spoke, she immediately pulled Hermione toward the bedroom, afraid that she might change her mind.

Lucius opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately swallowed it back.

He knew that if he dared to displease Hermione at this moment and delay saving Draco, Narcissa could give him a good beating on the spot.

In the bedroom, Draco lay on the bed, his face pale.

Hermione secretly communicated with the spellbook, instructing Voldemort to return the portion of the soul power he had absorbed.

Xiao Fu readily agreed.

Anyway, Hermione has plenty of soul energy; she can just replenish it for him afterward.

As soul energy was infused, Draco's complexion gradually regained its rosy hue.

Narcissa was so excited that she grabbed Hermione's hand and thanked her profusely.

At this moment, bloodline doesn't matter anymore.

Hermione was the cutest person in her eyes.