After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

[65?] Draco silently pondered this strange name, not noticing the slightly stiffened bodies and panicked looks of Lucius and Narcissa, nor did he notice that Lucius's hand on the snake-head scepter was getting harder and harder, while Narcissa put her hands behind her and cast a beautiful wandless, silent flying spell, then clenched the wand in her hand.

[Hi, it's me. I'm System 65, the world's strongest melon-eating system, produced by the Ten Thousand Worlds. System 65 for short. Greetings, my master.] System 65's voice was something Draco had never heard before; it had a metallic quality.

'It's not bad, a bit like the sound of the Golden Snitch rubbing against each other. What a strange thing.' Draco thought so. He had never seen any creature that could speak in his mind in a book, and he was very curious for a moment.

[Why are you calling me Master? I don't know you. Also, what does "eating melons" mean? Do you like eating melons? Are you a magical creature? Are you in my mind? Why can't I see you?] Although Draco's speech and reaction were slow, his heart was lively and cheerful.

[I'm not one of those low-level magical creatures. I have no physical form. I'm bound to your soul, Master. I was sent by the world consciousness as a birthday present for you.] 65's voice was filled with pride.

"I know, Master. When I was born, I heard the world consciousness say that you were its favorite child. 65's "eating melons" doesn't mean literally eating melons. It means knowing some unknown secrets, like gossip. Whether it's the past or the future, there's nothing I don't know."

Lucius and Narcissa looked solemn as they exchanged glances. Their long-standing tacit understanding made them realize that the other could also hear this strange and unfamiliar voice, and even the thoughts of their precious little dragon. For the time being, it seemed that this sudden creature had no ill intentions towards the little dragon.

Narcissa held Lucius's hand on the table tightly, but did not put down the wand with the other hand, still alert. They knew very well that this was an opportunity for Xiaolong, and it might also be a turning point for Xiaolong, but the world consciousness... thinking about this, they couldn't help but feel absurd, the world... is it alive?

"Will you hurt my parents? Can I tell them about your existence?" Draco asked in a baby voice. He had read some of the books in the family collection and often observed and pondered when he couldn't speak. Although he only had a limited understanding, you couldn't expect a child to ask too profound questions.

He just wanted to know if it would hurt his parents.

[Of course not!] 65 shocked, 65 aggrieved.

"I am a legitimate product of the myriad worlds, sent here by the World Consciousness. I've come through legal channels, but Master, you can't tell anyone about my existence. This is the rule of the world. Master, you can sign in once a month and receive a gift from the World Consciousness. It's random, but they're all good things." 65 spoke with renewed pride.

[A gift from the world?] Draco's expressionless face changed slightly. [What is that?]

[The world hopes that fate will be broken, so they sent me here. However, I am only here to eat melons. We don't need to do anything. The moment I arrived, fate began to change. My mission is to accompany you in your growth, master.]

65 can't wait for Draco to experience the joy of eating melons. [When encountering some people whose fate is involved, melons will pop up and the owner can check them.]

"How do we eat the melon?" Draco said hesitantly, his hand accidentally touching the newspaper beside him. He still didn't quite understand what 65 said, but he could sense that it was true and that it meant no harm to them. Although he was still young, he thought perhaps this was his chance. "If I recover, Mom and Dad won't have to worry anymore," he thought silently.

Draco was a slow-witted child. Due to his illness, he had no sense of the passage of time. Naturally, he had no idea how strange the scene looked to the house-elf in their home.

The little master sat quietly on the chair and had not spoken since the big master asked. The big master and the mistress clasped hands and stared at the little master with tears in their eyes. No one moved. More than ten minutes had passed. I wonder if the little master is hungry? Doris twisted her hands together tightly.

[Ding, searching, search successful! Wow, this is a big news, you are worthy of my master.] 65 was very excited. [This is about Dumbledore and Grindelwald.]

[Dumbledore? There's no one named Dumbledore in my family.] Draco was very curious. He felt that Dumbledore's name was very familiar but he couldn't remember it.

Not only was he curious, but even Lucius and Narcissa, who had been worried, became curious. Didn't Xiaolong know that they didn't know that he was the greatest white wizard of this century and the first Dark Lord, and... a blood alliance?

"It must be that there's a picture of Dumbledore in the newspaper next to you, young master, so you searched for information about him." 65 scanned his surroundings, ignoring the strange couple, and found the reason. Then, a light screen appeared before Draco's eyes. "This is visible only to the master. Come and see if it's about the future or the past."

In 1899, Grindelwald was expelled from Durmstrang. In the summer of the same year, while searching for the Invisibility Cloak, one of the Deathly Hallows, he went to Godric's Hollow and stayed at the home of his great-aunt Bathilda Bagshot. There, he met Albus Dumbledore and later established a blood pact in the barn.

Grindelwald and Dumbledore plan to find the Deathly Hallows, lead a revolution in the wizarding world, overthrow the International Statute of Secrecy, and establish a world where wizards rule over the Muggles.

However, Aberforth and Grindelwald later fought, and Albus joined in the fight to stop them. This resulted in the death of Dumbledore's sister, Ariana.

Grindelwald left Godric's Hollow alone, having stolen the Elder Wand, and carried out the revolution he and Dumbledore had planned, determined to achieve his goals at any cost. Through acts of violence in America and Europe, Grindelwald eventually established a power base at Nurmengard Castle in Austria.

During the 1932 Bhutanese general election, Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore fought each other, breaking the blood alliance.

In 1945, at the height of Grindelwald's power, Dumbledore confronted and defeated him in a legendary duel. He was sentenced to life imprisonment in Nurmengard Tower.

65 was so moved [But the relationship between them wasn't just enemies, nor was it just some superficial relationship of like-minded partners. They were lovers! The blood pact was a token of their love! Two months of passionate infatuation, a century of unspeakable feelings~ Wow, so touching, ggad is real!]

[?] Draco didn't really understand what 65 said. He was confused. [Is it like mom and dad?]

One sentence awakened the two of them and unified them. [Emm, that's about right, ha...hahaha, Master doesn't need to understand all this, you're still a little baby. Oh, and Master hasn't signed in yet, do you want to come and sign in?]

Lucius and Narcissa felt a glimmer of hope in their hearts. Could it be that... their little dragon could get better?

Draco was curious about the reward. What would it be? Would he get a baby dragon? His father had built him a dragon farm in Romania, but he said it was too dangerous and he had to wait until he was older to take him there. Even then, he could only look at the farms. If possible, he wanted a baby dragon to keep close to him. [Sign in.]

[Ding—Obtained gene therapy agent*1 <Can repair genetic damage. Host's physical condition detected. Recommended to take as soon as possible>]

Bang—Lucius and Narcissa stood up excitedly, and the chairs fell to the ground with a loud noise. Even Draco, who was originally immersed in his own world, finally reacted and looked at them.

"Um, Xiaolong, my mom and I made a cake for you. Can we get it to you?" Lucius didn't want to scare his little dragon, so he opened his mouth to say what he heard, but found that there was an irresistible force preventing him from speaking.

He had to change his words and said that he and Cissy had indeed made a cake for their baby dragon today. Because he got a little messy, it was only Cissy who went up to wake Draco up, and he took care of himself as quickly as possible.

He couldn't say that he could listen to their conversation. Since the existence of the system needs to be kept secret, then what about the things? Does it mean that they need to be accessed in a place where no one is around?

The couple desperately hoped that this potion would work and make their little dragon better. As for his suspicion and vigilance towards the system, he didn't deny that the Malfoys were rich and powerful, but the world? He didn't think there was anything in the world that needed the support of a small family in the wizarding world.

What was he trying to achieve? His suspicions about the system had almost dissipated after he was able to reveal such a secret. As long as it was good for Xiaolong, that was all that mattered. As for that secret, wasn't Malfoy best at investing?

"Okay, thank you, Mom and Dad." Draco's delicate face was expressionless. [I love Mom and Dad the most.]

Lucius forced a smile at his beloved little dragon, and quickly pulled Narcissa away, not stopping until they reached the corner. He whispered, "Doris, bring the cake over here." With a slight popping sound, Doris held the cake and stood respectfully behind the two of them.

"Luke, don't be nervous. Believe in Xiaolong. Everything is getting fine, isn't it?" Narcissa leaned gently in Lucius' arms, and looked towards the living room with him nervously and expectantly, silently waiting for a miracle to happen.