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

"Then I'll come along," Lucius said, standing up and straightening his clothes. "I have some business matters to discuss with Mr. Arthur from the Department of Muggle Affairs." He didn't ignore Ron's name; since he appeared alongside Harry's, he might be someone who could hear the little dragon's thoughts.

He needed to think about how to invite the Weasleys to Malfoy Manor. After all, his relationship with Arthur hadn't been very good before. It was mainly due to their different perspectives. Although he didn't want to become friends now, he thought it would be perfectly fine to talk to Arthur Weasley calmly.

"Dad, will you invite Ron and the others to come play? I heard Ron has a lot of brothers. Harry and I are super curious~"

Draco didn't care about it anymore after giving the clue. When he heard what Lucius said, he pulled Harry and ran to Lucius, looking at his father with his big watery eyes expectantly. Harry next to him followed suit and was also looking forward to it. He was very envious when Ron said he had several brothers.

"Oh, my darlings," Lucius was softened by the two pairs of big, blinking eyes in front of him. He covered his heart with his hands and looked as if he was struck by cuteness.

"Of course, of course. I will invite your new friends to come to the manor to play. Oh my God, I feel like I can't breathe." He pretended to be unable to bear it and fell on the sofa. The innocent Draco and Harry surrounded him nervously.

"Daddy, are you okay? Where does it hurt? Xiaolong will give you some comfort."

"Are you dizzy, Uncle Luke? Harry will give you a rub."

The two little guys circled around Lucius. Sirius looked at them with a twitching mouth, then looked at the calm people around him. Suddenly, he felt that everyone was so unfamiliar. Was the world changing too fast, or was this a fake Lucius Malfoy?

He would never admit that he envied Lucius for being surrounded by women. He began to doubt his life.

"You'll get used to it." Narcissa saw that his brain seemed to be frozen, and for the sake of their blood relationship, she reluctantly said these four words to him.

Ever since Luke's strength has improved and he has become more confident, he seems to want to make up for the regrets of his previous rapid growth, and his mentality is becoming more and more like that of the cheerful and talkative big boy he used to be.

Not only does he reveal his true nature at home and act like a dramatic character from time to time to amuse his children, he also becomes a silly father who dotes on his children. According to him, they can live for a long time anyway, so the children can do whatever makes them happy and they will grow up quickly.

Fortunately, both Xiaolong and Harry are very sensible and will not become unreasonable because of this kind of unlimited doting, although they will still love each other very much even so.

But she shouldn't be so self-centered. She has one child who she longs for to finally get better, and another who has suffered so much since childhood. Sometimes she even feels that what she has given is not enough. She wants to give them the best of everything and let them be little princes forever.

Fortunately, there was always someone in the family who was always clear-headed, like their Potions Master. After all, no one in this family was reliable (as the Potions Master said). He would sternly point out the children's mistakes and supervise them to correct them.

Snape seemed to sense Narcissa's thoughts. He took a sip of the herbal tea in his cup, which he had specially blended to help calm the mind. The cup in his hand clinked with the coaster, and the three people who were still laughing and joking were instantly silenced.

"Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, I assume you have a little sense of time, it is not difficult to find that it is already 13 minutes and 29 seconds since the daily morning reading time." He stood up, and Draco and Harry obediently pulled his wide robe on the left and right, and said goodbye to the adults obediently at Snape's light cough.

Lucius also regained his aristocratic demeanor and invited Dumbledore, who was calmly eating a small dessert beside him, and Sirius, who was in great shock, to join him.

Narcissa stood up to see the guests off, helping her husband tidy up his slightly disheveled clothes. They exchanged a kiss, oblivious to the others. She smiled as she watched her husband leave, ignoring Sirius, who was grumbling about his life and muttering things like, "How could this be a snotty thing?"

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Draco and Harry had guests the following weekend: the Weasleys.

At that time, he and Harry were riding Liam and flying around over Malfoy Manor. When they landed in the garden, they didn't notice Lucius and the guests coming over behind them.

"Wow, is this a welcome ceremony for the nobles?" "Really," "That's so cool." Draco and Harry were still clinging to Liam and refused to get down when two identical voices suddenly came from below. They looked down curiously and saw two identical boys with familiar red hair, about 8 or 9 years old, looking at Harry and Draco on Liam and exclaiming one after another.

Draco and Harry followed Liam's lowered wings and landed across from the twins, gracefully greeting them. The Weasley twins subconsciously clapped, their eyes sparkling.

"Hello, I'm Draco Malfoy." Is this the twin brother Ron was talking about who was always playing pranks on him? Shake hands.

"Hello, I'm Harry Potter." He's as lively as I imagined, and I have to say he looks exactly like me. I'll give him a paw too.

"I'm George Weasley." "I'm Fred Weasley."

"Harry~Draco~" In Ron's eyes, the four of them were 'holding hands' and 'looking at each other affectionately'. Afraid that his friends would be snatched away, Ron couldn't help but break free from his mother's hand and ran towards Draco and the others, shouting loudly to try to attract their attention.

Molly Weasley, also known as Mrs. Weasley, the mother of the twins and Ron, was so embarrassed that she wanted to pull these disobedient boys over and give them a beating.

Before leaving, she and Arthur repeatedly reminded them that nobles were most concerned with etiquette and that they must not run around. Although she was almost stunned when the Thunderbird landed, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly that Malfoy was indeed rich and powerful.

Narcissa smiled soothingly at Molly. "Draco and Harry have been looking forward to Ron coming to Malfoy Manor, and now he's finally here. You have no idea, they've been nagging me about it for the past few days, and it's giving me a headache. I've been looking forward to your arrival, Merlin. How do you manage to handle so many mischievous children at once? Would you mind sharing some information?" Narcissa's teasing made Molly relax.

She couldn't help but confide in herself when she heard about something she was familiar with. She had expected Mrs. Malfoy to be the arrogant type, but she turned out to be so sweet and pleasant. "Oh, of course. To be honest, I'm often troubled by these brats..."

Narcissa calmly led Molly to the garden's seating area. After all, it was rude to ask guests to stand, wasn't it? She kindly asked the house-elves to bring delicious snacks and milk tea to the two well-behaved children who were accompanying Molly.

Arthur Weasley looked at his wife, who seemed to have forgotten his existence, and his children, Percy and Ginny, who were obediently following their mother. He felt very bad. His eldest son, William Weasley, and his second son, Charlie Weasley, were still in school, so he brought the remaining children with him on his visit today.

But now, everyone has abandoned him, leaving him alone to stand with the person he once hated the most! Merlin, even though Dumbledore came to visit yesterday and explained again and again, it was really hard for him to accept the fact that Malfoy was on Dumbledore's side.

Even if he's not a Death Eater, he should be neutral! How could he be a good person?

Lucius saw through his old rival's thoughts instantly. Merlin's slicked-back hair! He quietly rolled his eyes. The foolish lion of Gryffindor always knew how to move his enemies to tears. So touching!

He didn't want to take sides, but his little dragon needed to spend a long time in Hogwarts, and he never looked down on Dumbledore, the mutant Gryffindor, even though he was old.

The gentlemen, who were lagging behind the ladies and unable to get a word in, began to make small talk. "Ahem, Mr. Malfoy's family actually keeps thunderbirds. I wonder if they've got all the necessary documentation?" Arthur had meant to offer his assistance, but his stiff tone had been misinterpreted by Lucius as a sarcastic remark.

"Don't worry about that, Mr. Arthur. Whatever Malfoy wants, Malfoy will get." Lucius also put on his usual contemptuous attitude, which successfully made Arthur want to touch him.

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When Narcissa and Molly paused their conversation reluctantly, they saw two immature men standing not far away, staring at each other in an awkward atmosphere.

Oh my goodness, men are so childish. (Narcissa/Molly)

Humph, this guy is still as annoying as ever. (Lucius/Arthur)