Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

After a little tidying up, looking at the reflection in the dressing table,

Looking at the silver-gray eyes exuding a cold aura, he slowly walked out of the room.

Stepping into the staircase hall, surrounded by aloof temperament, I walked into the dining room for breakfast and afternoon tea.

Narcissa was having her breakfast quietly.

Seeing his beloved daughter walk in, he gracefully put down his cutlery and nodded.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

As he asked, he gently raised his teacup.

The tone of voice is a little cold and distant because of its laziness.

"Not too bad. Thanks, Mom."

"Finally I have some clues. I can rest assured a little."

Draco responded, waving his wand.

"Very good. I'm sure your aunt will be very pleased."

Narcissa responded lazily as Draco used magic to pull out the chairs at the corner of the dining table.

At the same time, his eyes turned to his sister sitting opposite him without any emotion.

Draco slowly took his seat and turned to the side opposite his mother.

The aunt with the black hair inherited from the Black family nodded in greeting.

"Good morning, Aunt Bella."

There was a hint of madness in Bella's proud eyes.

Her once pretty face now had sunken cheeks.

The bags under the eyes look thick and almost become eye bags.

She listened to the conversation between Narcissa and her daughter, tilted her mouth corners, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, Draco."

"I'll tell you, Narcissa."

"The men of the Malfoy family are unreliable, which is why you were blamed by the Dark Lord."

"We have many Black daughters—"

Before she finished speaking, Narcissa put down the porcelain cup.

The bottom of the cup and the cup base collided with each other, making a rare crisp sound.

"As the mistress of the house, I forbid you to blame the head of this mansion."

"And you are not allowed to blame my husband."

The sharpness in his eyes made Bella take a breath and close her mouth.

This subtle episode made Draco suspicious.

It is now mid-July.

After receiving Voldemort's order at the end of the semester,

Bella then settled down at Malfoy Manor.

In the weeks that followed, Bella would often speak out at home.

Criticizing Lucius's carelessness and how it caused Voldemort to lose his previous trust and closeness to the Malfoys and Bella.

Of course Narcissa always intervened at these times, with gentle reminders and soft protests.

But just a few days ago, the mistress of Malfoy Manor intervened.

It did not reduce the arrogance of the eldest daughter of the Black branch family at all.

At this moment, Draco clearly realized that

Aunt Bella, who had always been aloof and arrogant, was obviously afraid of her mother's words.

Observing his mother calmly,

I noticed that her eyes were vaguely passing by me.

Maybe it's the connection between mother and daughter, or maybe it's some unknown magic.

Before their eyes met, Draco had already guessed his mother's reminder of "don't worry".

Bella naturally didn't notice it and paused for a moment.

After getting rid of the cold threat from her sister, she spoke to her niece.

"Do you have any ideas?"

As soon as he finished asking the question, he raised his head, drank the tea in one gulp, and continued.

"Take a break after breakfast, and we'll continue with the class after you're ready."

Before Draco could respond, his mother made another lightly sarcastic remark.

"Wouldn't it be a waste of your talents for the Dark Lord to ask you and your brother-in-law to help Draco with his lessons together?"

"I really didn't know that Voldemort already had so many men."

Narcissa's cold words irritated Bella.

"Narcissa! I'm your biological sister!"

"And, how dare you, say that, Dark Lord?"

But obviously, the emotion of being mocked by his own sister was far less than hearing the tone of Narcissa.

When he showed disrespect to Voldemort, he became furious.

Bella's angry baring seemed to calm Narcissa down.

He said nothing more, and just sipped his tea quietly.

But Bella was obviously unwilling to let her sister off so easily.

"The Dark Lord compliments Draco on his first raid mission,"

"That's why I and Rodolphus were asked to train her well."

"And you should be proud of it, Narcissa!"

Bella said, her voice gradually rising.

Narcissa's silence only fueled her growing anger.

"After the failure of the Ministry of Magic, this family can still gain the attention of the Dark Lord because of Draco."

"Do you really think that the Dark Lord would allow his most important confidant to train a school-age child?"

Draco frowned slightly as he watched his aunt pressing his mother.

"Auntie, if you are free, would you like to listen to my arrangements?"

"Perhaps you can give me some ideas."

After a low call, the plan was mentioned.

I guess topics related to Voldemort can easily divert my aunt's attention.

As expected, after I finished speaking,

Bella glared at Narcissa unhappily and stood up.

"Let's go after we finish eating."

"We can discuss this in detail once we get to the Lestrange mansion."

"You don't need to tell your mother, she's not a Death Eater."

After saying that, he quickly walked out the side door, leaving Narcissa and Draco mother and daughter alone.

At that moment, Narcissa turned her head and looked at her beloved daughter calmly but without hiding her worry.

The tacit understanding that had developed over the past few days made Draco cast the Legilimency spell without giving it too much thought.

Light and shadow flashed by, and I saw my mother and aunt coming to a poor Muggle village.

Seeing Bella once again blaming Lucius, and seeing Narcissa curse her sister without hesitation.

In Bella's terrified dodging and reproach, the echo of her mother could be heard all the time -

"How dare you - how dare you blame my husband?"

After that, there was another flash of light.

I saw the confrontation between Snape and my aunt.

Before I could investigate further, I heard hurried footsteps and quickly focused my attention.

My mother also stood up and whispered softly as she passed by me.

"You always have a choice, even now."

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