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

Draco was searching through the space and system library, trying to find a gift for Harry. Harry had been in Malfoy Manor for almost a month and was still very shy and timid.

He wanted Harry to be happier, so he went to ask his mother for help. His mother said that Harry's birthday was coming soon, so Draco could prepare a gift for Harry. It didn't have to be expensive, but it had to be thoughtful.

Draco pondered for several days. He seemed to have seen a mysterious box in the library. He remembered that 65 said at that time that it was left by the previous owner of the library and was not dangerous.

There was a red flag with five stars on it. He was so engrossed in reading a novel at the time that he just glanced at it and didn't pay much attention to it.

He remembered it now, and curiosity drove him to search the library until he finally found the box in a separate cabinet. It was well-preserved, and it was obvious that it had been carefully cared for by its owner. He took it out carefully, and for some reason, he felt more solemn.

Draco tried to straighten his back, sucked in his slightly round belly, and slowly opened the box.

There was no flash of golden light, no swirling clouds of mist, no translucent soul floating out to offer to take him in as a disciple. He simply stared quietly at the three small boxes within the box, a question mark forming in his small head.

He first picked up the most exquisite one, one that suited Draco's taste. Inside were various crystals. Draco saw a note that detailed the crystal, called the Elemental Stone. It was said that carrying it with him would help him achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing magic and absorbing elements.

He excitedly picked a few to give to his parents and godfather, and then gave one to Harry when he and Harry awakened. It would be perfect.

He noticed some neat little toys nearby, like weapons. He looked at the stickers on them and was surprised to find they were real weapons, not models. They would change size based on his thoughts when he took them out. Oh, cool!

Draco opened the largest box again. Inside were some black things he didn't recognize. Draco was a little hesitant, not knowing whether they were dirty or just like that.

He picked up the note again and read it. It was said that these were treasures of the previous owner of the library, or his predecessor. They were called magic discs and had to be watched with something called a TV and DVD. It was said that this disc would automatically adapt to every DVD.

The words on each disc were different, all inscribed with an unknown magic rune. Draco didn't recognize them, but he could understand their meaning.

"Magic Card Girl? Demon-Slaying Knife? Cursed Back to the Battlefield? Summer Settles with Friends? Western-themed." Draco looked at the strange names and began to doubt his senior's taste. He picked and chose, and decided that Demon-Slaying Knife might be more normal. He would ask his father to buy the DVD later.

Finally, he turned his gaze to the unassuming little box. It was clear its owner cherished it, as every edge and corner had been polished smooth and rounded. While the other two boxes had been dented to some degree, this one alone didn't have even a tiny scratch.

When Draco opened the box, what caught his eyes was an overwhelming red. As soon as the box was opened, a strange vision suddenly appeared. A flag that covered the sky and the sun gently brushed over Draco's head. It seemed as if it was everywhere, gently wrapping Draco, making Draco feel at ease as if he had returned to his mother.

Draco looked at the red, matching the small flag on the box. Tears welled up on his face. At his young age, he didn't understand this feeling. He picked up the letter from the box. It was a formal letter, unlike a perfunctory note.

Dear destined person, hello

I don’t know who has received my wealth, but I know that you must have a deep connection with me. Maybe not with me, but with my country, the hometown I can never return to.

Please rest assured, I have no ill intentions. It is only out of my own selfish desires and obsessions that I have used an ancient and powerful magic to ensure that only those who can send me home can obtain my wealth. But this will not harm you in any way.

Just think of this as the most sincere request of a lost old man. When you return to my hometown, please bury this box of mine on the top of Mount Tai. I want to see my motherland and want to protect it forever.

Don't worry, the stars tell me you will get there. Even though it will be a long time in the future, it will definitely be a wonderful and special journey.

There's not much else to say. My deeds are recorded in the chronicles of the Asian continent. I believe I've lived a fulfilling life. My country values returning to one's roots. I've longed for this my entire life... Please, my destined lover.

Oh, I don’t think I have mentioned my motherland yet. Alas, I am old and my memory is not good.

My motherland is called China. It is unique and different. You will definitely be able to recognize it at first glance.

Thank you for your predestined relationship. I saw it, I saw that in the distant future, I watched the clouds rise and fall on the top of Mount Tai.

Thank you, platinum-colored peacock.

Yes, make good use of my collection, that is my youth.

The friend you never met Nolan Davis (crossed out) Luke]

Draco watched and tears fell. Although he didn't quite understand some of the meanings, the heavy sadness and complex and indescribable emotions surrounded Draco. He had heard the name Huaxia in the novels he had read.

Just as he was about to be overwhelmed by this emotion, time seemed to stand still. The red mist that gently enveloped Draco slowly condensed into a human form like smoke. He looked at the child with tear marks on his face and sighed guiltily. It was too early. He was still a six-year-old.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the quaint little box and the letter disappeared deep into the library. He then tapped Draco's forehead, sealing the memory and restoring everything to its previous state.

Draco came back to his senses. What had he been thinking about so intently? It seemed like... asking Dad to buy some DVDs! Draco had an inexplicable feeling that although the names of these discs were unreliable, the senior should be trustworthy. Maybe it was just the name that was unpleasant?

He took the discs of "Demon Slayer" and the weapons and crystals that could be enlarged and shrunk and left the space. Harry would definitely like it! Before that, he wanted to take a look at this "Demon Slayer" first, hoping not to disappoint Malfoy, who was very picky, hum.

Lucius, who never failed to satisfy his beloved son's wishes, bought a DVD TV at lightning speed. However, there was no electricity in the wizarding world. However, this was not a problem for the Malfoy family, who had already made the industry a major player in the Muggle world and had become a new giant in the Muggle world.

The military generator was just a sprinkler, but Muggle stuff was pretty cool. He was planning to renovate Little Dragon and Harry's room, and even build a toy room for Little Dragon and Harry... And Sev, I wonder if he'd be interested in Muggle medical equipment...

"Dad, can you watch this with me?" Draco said coquettishly, hugging Lucius, who was obviously distracted. Today, his godfather took Harry for a physical examination. Harry was too thin, and Snape planned to give Harry the right treatment. St. Mungo's was more comprehensive.

I'm going to take a look at this while Harry's away. If it's good, I'll watch it again with Harry! It looks like Mom's out inspecting some properties, but isn't that usually what Dad does? It's so hot out here, what should Mom do if she gets too hot...

"Okay, okay," Lucius agreed subconsciously at first, but when he came to his senses, he thought it was okay for him, so he went along with his son's wishes. It was a good opportunity to cultivate the father-son relationship. He would occasionally have a desire to win, such as who his parents liked the most.

Draco seemed to have mentioned a ghost-killing knife before, right? I hope it's not too boring. Lucius is going to prepare it in advance and give Draco full emotional value when the time comes!

So, two hours later...

"Dad, why are your eyes red?" Surprised.

"I rubbed my eyes because they were a little tired after looking at them for too long." He said stubbornly.

"Dad, why do you speak with a nasal tone? Do you have a cold?" Suspicious.

"Oh, yes, yes. I think I have a cold." He continued to be stubborn.

"Dad, I remembered that I seem to have a knife exactly the same as my eldest brother's." Smiling.

“…” tangled.

"It can also be made bigger or smaller, and can be used as a pendant. It's super cool." He took out the Sun Blade collected by his senior.

"Little Dragon QAQ..."

"What's the matter, Dad?"

"Dad also wants a Nichirin sword of his own." Desire.jpg

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When Narcissa and Snape returned, they heard a cry of "Form II: Rising Flame!" before they saw anyone. They looked in the direction of the sound and saw Lucius wielding a strange yet strikingly handsome blade, a crescent of flames darting forward. Lucius's face, faintly visible in the flames, was incredibly handsome.

But... "Lucius? Can you explain why you set fire to my white rose?" Narcissa looked at Lucius with a smile.

Ah, it's over. I was showing off in the wrong place... Lucius broke out in a cold sweat, "Cissi, let me explain..."

In the end, no family war broke out. Everyone happily went to the toy room that had not been renovated yet to watch the movie recommended by Draco.