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

Narcissa sat on the sofa and read the letter from beginning to end several times.

After a while, he put down the letter and rubbed his temples tiredly.

"Cissy." White and powerful fingers took over Narcissa's hand, pressing on Narcissa's temple neither lightly nor heavily.

Smelling the familiar scent of roses behind her, Narcissa leaned against Lucius and relaxed.

"Luke, there's a problem with Ludo Bagman." Narcissa picked up the letter in her hand thoughtfully and read the letter written by Draco carefully.

As for Bellatrix, Narcissa only had mixed feelings for a moment. The relationship between the three sisters was neither good nor bad.

To say love is too twisted, to say hate is too frivolous.

Narcissa's rationality far outweighs her sensibility.

Bellatrix, leave it to Draco.

"I heard he's quit gambling? Not only has he paid off all his debts, but he's also using his good looks to try to look pitiful in the newspapers. Some people are really buying into his tactics."

Lucius glanced at the letter casually a few times, and after seeing some key points, he stopped reading and stared at Narcissa lovingly.

He could never get enough of his daffodils.

"It won't cause much trouble." Lucius said casually.

So what if Bagman had a problem? He didn't believe Dumbledore hadn't noticed.

It is obvious that in addition to Bellatrix's obvious move, Voldemort also arranged a hidden move.

They have reached an open and friendly cooperation with the Muggles, and wizards will appear in public again.

The Ministry of Magic has also arranged its own people in some important positions, as well as prepared talents, so it is not afraid of chaos in the future.

Just wait until Voldemort's affairs are fully understood.

"There are still too few wizards. However, we can't awaken all the Muggles now." Considering the imbalance in the number of wizards and Muggles, Narcissa did not intend to start a new era so soon.

The God-given potion can now be mass-produced thanks to the research of the scientific researchers brought back by Karasuma Ren'ya, but it is not as effective as Snape's. It has a 50% chance of awakening a Squib or a Muggle with invisible wizard blood in their body.

Her ambitions cannot be contained in just a small wizarding world.

"Don't think too much, Sissy." Lucius couldn't help but look at his busy wife with distress. "You haven't had a good rest in a long time."

Lucius's thoughts and eyes were filled with Narcissa.

He used to be obsessed with the family's honor, but as he gained strength, money, power and status, he no longer cared about them.

He cares more about his wife, children and friends.

Lucius's ambitions were modest.

Because of his father's sudden death, he had to support the family while he was still in school.

So at that time he attached too much importance to Malfoy's glory.

It can be said that he was raised in love and money.

There were almost no bad times in his life.

Draco is more like him in that respect.

Harry is more like Cissy.

Just as stubborn, just as tenacious, just as ambitious.

But Lucius only felt distressed.

He stared at Narcissa in fascination.

Yes, he would be attracted to Narcissa. It was then, at the Black family's party, that he saw the frozen fire in the eyes of the seemingly shy girl.

Unlike Bellatrix who is flamboyant and outspoken, Narcissa is more secretive.

She just lacks a stage where she can perform.

From then on, Lucius paid too much attention to this girl who seemed out of place in the Black family.

The more he got to know her, the more he fell for her.

It's a pity that he could not give her much before. Now seeing Cissy shining in her beloved career, how could Lucius not be happy for her?

Daffodils are delicate, beautiful, and elegant, with a cool fragrance, making them very suitable for viewing.

But apart from her disguised posture and fragrance, everything about her was poisonous.

Fascinating...and dangerous.

"Luke..." Narcissa turned her body and rested her head on Lucius' neck, enjoying the warmth for a moment.

"No, Voldemort's condition doesn't seem like someone who can arrange all these things so meticulously." The more Narcissa thought about it, the more strange it seemed, and her expression became more serious.

"...Indeed." Apart from Snape, Lucius knew the condition of Voldemort's soul at that time best.

Narcissa and Draco deliberately avoided Voldemort to prevent him from noticing anything.

But... he patted Narcissa's shoulder comfortingly.

"The manpower has been arranged. Believe in yourself and believe in our children."

They had set up a tight net at the Riddle Mansion and had discovered traces of someone half a month earlier.

However, they didn't know whether the Riddle family had used the Fidelius Charm, and they searched quietly but couldn't find it.

Lucius also went to investigate, but strangely, he didn't feel anything.

This is not normal. Logically speaking, his ability shouldn't be so high that he can't even find the house hidden by the Fidelius Curse.

But they also confirmed that the God-given potion did not leak out.

They had the same strange premonition as Snape.

But it doesn’t feel like a bad feeling.

"In my heart, they are still those little, fragile children." Narcissa showed a rare worry.

Although Lucius also dotes on children, he is actually the calmest among them.

He knew clearly what Draco and Harry were capable of, so he didn't worry too much.

I just don't know why both Cissy and Sev think that Draco and Harry are weak and can be bullied?

And he didn't think that the current Voldemort was much stronger than the angel.

This may be the difference in how fathers and mothers think about their children.

"Of course, they are still children." Lucius was not so unemotional, so he agreed with his lover.

"Perhaps we could contact Mr. Undertaker? I'm sure he'd be interested."

Lucius would not ignore even the smallest emotion from Narcissa and immediately came up with a solution.

Through Draco, they also got to know this legendary god of death, but some of his bad tastes really made Lucius not praise him.

But Narcissa gets along well with the undertaker.

Lucius didn't understand and was a little jealous, but only a little.

He is determined to be a perfect and caring lover, so he won't be jealous over trivial matters.

will not!

Seeing Lucius's unpredictable expression as if he was thinking about something, Narcissa kissed Lucius's cheek in amusement.

She liked the way Lucius was so open in front of her.

This made her, who had a strong desire for control, extremely satisfied.

There is mutual calculation between them, but also mutual admiration.

She knew that Lucius cared about her, and she inadvertently revealed her true self.

She knew she couldn't escape the fate of the marriage, so she had to take the initiative to take control.

The Malfoys were the best choice.

Bloodline, status, wealth, beauty.

Narcissa met Lucius's gaze at the banquet, slightly revealing her unique side.

She lowered her head shyly, but analyzed calmly in her heart.

She could feel a pair of eyes following her like a shadow.

She knew that her goal had been achieved.

She has no expectations for marriage or love.

But Narcissa overlooked one thing: she didn't know how overwhelming Lucius' love was.

His warm and inclusive love made it impossible for her not to indulge in it.

He knew her dark side, her ambition, and her deliberate calculations.

But he doesn't care.

The marriage was between Master Malfoy and Miss Black, and the love was between Lucius and Narcissa.

"I guess you're right, Luke."

Narcissa smiled and snuggled up to Lucius.

There are many music boxes of various kinds in Malfoy Manor, playing music lightly in different corners.

It is not noisy, but flows silently like a stream. The sound is very light, but you can hear it clearly if you listen carefully.

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Draco and Harry woke up the next day feeling listless.

They scribbled and revised the letter yesterday, rewriting it back and forth many times before sending it to Narcissa.

Especially the matter of Bellatrix.

Of course they are not saints, they are just afraid of reminding their gentle, kind and sentimental Aunt Sissy (mother) of unhappy things.

All I can say is that they have very heavy filters for each other.

Fortunately, most of the students at Hogwarts were similar to them.

The students celebrated too late yesterday and kept discussing it after returning home. They were so excited that they couldn’t sleep.

Along the way, classmates were paying attention to them, and some brave ones even came up to them and said "Come on!"

But he always ran away under the dual gaze of Draco and Harry.

There were students from all colleges, and it took Draco and Harry half an hour to walk the short distance to the Great Hall.

Even Draco and Harry, who were used to being stared at, found it a little overwhelming, and the smiles on their faces became a little stiff.

But it’s not good to dampen the enthusiasm of the students.

So it seemed like they were more talkative today, and more and more people came over to cheer them on.

There is almost no strange chain of contempt between the four colleges.

I don't know where the rumor came from, that Slytherin must have cheated to produce two champions.

They were more looking forward to the two of them bringing glory to Hogwarts again.

"That's crazy." Pansy looked at Draco and Harry, who were unable to escape from the crowd, with pity, and was glad that she was not chosen.

Of course, she also knew that even without Draco and Harry, the probability of her being chosen was very low.

There is also the all-round popular king Cedric, the knowledgeable Theodore, the light of the House of Eagles Hermione, the Weasley twins who are unremarkable but capable, Ron who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, and Blaise who is a black-bellied and smiling tiger.

Neville focused on herbology, while Pansy loved swordsmanship more.

Their attitude towards magic is just to not leave too many friends behind.

"Everyone's enthusiasm won't dissipate so easily. Draco and the others will have to maintain this state for a long time." Theodore cut the steak elegantly.

"Xiaoduo, isn't it too greasy to eat like this so early in the morning? You have a bad stomach, try drinking something like this." Cedric filled a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Theodore with some concern.

"I told you not to call me that." Theodore tried to remain calm despite everyone's surprised and teasing looks, but his red ears betrayed him.

"Okay, okay, drink some porridge first and then eat the meat, otherwise you will have a stomachache again..." Cedric, who didn't see it because of the angle, persuaded Theodore earnestly.

Theodore stuffed the steak he had just cut into Cedric's mouth in anger, then calmed down and took the porridge in his hand and drank it slowly.

"I wonder if there will be any changes to the first project." Hermione pushed her glasses, ignoring the strange people on the table and analyzing calmly.

"I have an idea." Neville, who is not very talkative, suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

"What?" Ron approached Neville curiously, but was pulled back by Blaise, who was smiling.

Neville was already used to it, so he continued calmly, "Last night, Dean Sprout asked me to get some biting kale from the greenhouse."

"Hiss—" Everyone gasped, and even Cedric had a toothache.

Neville's biting cabbage was cultivated and improved together with Draco.

That power...

"No way? Then what will happen to Durmstrang and Beauxbatons?" Pansy shuddered at the thought of the sharp teeth in the biting cabbage.

"There should be a protective device, right?" Ron said uncertainly.

"I wasn't sure at first, but as you know, Dean Sprout isn't very good at lying or finding topics to talk about. He pulled me aside in a very stiff tone and told me that this cabbage was said to be very useful."

Neville felt helpless. If his dean had hinted so clearly and he still didn't know, then he would be a fool.

Great use? Isn't the Triwizard Tournament the only thing that could be of great use these days?

Even Hermione couldn't picture that.

"No wonder the Triwizard Tournament is said to have the highest mortality rate." Hermione didn't know why the dragon originally scheduled for the first level was replaced by biting cabbage.

But since Barty Crouch Jr. was replaced by Bellatrix, nothing is impossible.

They had already imagined that their situation would be different from that of the Harry Potter world after returning from the other world, so they were not very surprised now.

Since the competition events have changed, is it possible that the competition rules have actually changed without their knowledge?

Hermione thought.

Hermione was indeed very smart and had guessed part of the truth. If Dumbledore knew, he would definitely praise her.

Time goes back to Halloween.

Dumbledore was sitting in the headmaster's office, where Arthur, Bagman, Madame Maxime, and Karkaroff were all gathered.

They listened to rules they had never seen before, feeling confused at first and then delighted.

"How do we decide the order of letting three schools take charge of three different projects?" Dumbledore's tone was gentle, but there was an undercurrent in his eyes. He glanced at Arthur, who shook his head calmly.

He looked at the somewhat smug Ludo Bagman and his smile grew wider.