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

After his parents disappeared, Draco immediately pulled out the potion from the system library. He didn't want to worry his parents, so he had originally planned to go back to his room to get it. The gene repair potion was a warm gold, with a subtle stream of light, giving people a warm feeling. [It looks a bit like the Felixir, nice-looking. 65, do I drink it directly?]

"Yes, this is something StarWorld developed specifically for minors. It's sweet and refreshing! It not only repairs damage, but also further develops the owner's potential. If the average human's development level is 65%, wizards' is %, and top wizards' is %, then after drinking this, you can reach about %." explained carefully to his little master.

Draco raised his head and drank. The bottle dissipated into tiny specks of golden light. He felt a warm, secure feeling, like being held by his parents. A golden magical energy gradually began to surround him, gently floating up and down.

Draco's already striking features became even more lovely, delicate, and flawless. His platinum hair seemed to glow, and his gray-blue eyes shone with brilliance. Magic slowly returned to Draco. He felt the world become clearer, and there was a popping sound in his ears, as the barrier that had always been around him disappeared.

"Draco." Lucius and Narcissa had completely put aside their doubts since seeing that magical scene. They calmed themselves down and slowly walked towards Draco with the cake. They tried their best to calm themselves down and pretend to know nothing, and walked towards their little dragon with anticipation.

Draco turned around, and the smile on his little face instantly broke the couple's heart, "Mom and Dad! Good morning!"

"Oh Merlin's socks! My precious little dragon!" Narcissa lost her noble demeanor for the first time and stumbled towards Draco, hugging him tightly. Lucius hugged his precious wife and children beside her, silently thanking the world consciousness and System 65 in his heart.

"Thank you, Mom and Dad." After the two calmed down, Draco looked at his beloved family seriously. He knew that his parents had sacrificed a lot for him, and his little progress made them ecstatic.

"I love mom and dad the most." Draco may not know how irresistible it is for people to hear him say love softly with an angelic face, at least not for Lucius and Narcissa.

Narcissa kissed her son's soft little face, and Lucius also bent down and kissed his son's little face. He pretended to be serious and said, "You never need to say thank you to us, Draco. Mom and Dad love you unconditionally." As he said that, he couldn't help laughing.

It has to be said that the Malfoy family is full of beauties. It is understandable that Mr. Malfoy has been married for many years and still has countless beauties coming to him one after another. When he smiles, the luxurious decorations around him become a foil and are eclipsed.

The family hugged each other warmly. Narcissa picked up the cake that had just been put aside and placed it in front of Draco. She waved her wand and lit the candles. "Little Dragon, come and make a wish and taste the cake made by mom and dad."

Draco obediently closed his eyes. [I hope Mom and Dad will always be with me, and that our family will always be happy together.] Lucius and Narcissa smiled as they watched their baby blow out the candles.

"Luke, Doris can't hear you." Narcissa looked at Draco gently, with a smile on her face, and whispered softly.

"Perhaps there are conditions, but I don't know who can hear them. And Sissy," Lucius pondered, the world... system... wizards... Muggles... changing fate... "The moment I opened my mouth, I felt the rules. They suddenly appeared in my mind."

A voice in the dark reminded him not to speak out, not to be discovered, and not to hurt Draco Malfoy. "You feel it, right?"

"I felt it, too. At least knowing it's protecting Draco is good. As long as it doesn't harm Draco, it's fine. We can explore its abilities slowly. Today is an important day for our little dragon, Luke," Narcissa said calmly. She knew exploring such a mystery was beyond human power, so she could only proceed slowly and carefully, exploring it bit by bit.

"You're always right, Cissy." Lucius held Narcissa in his arms, watching as Draco's little face shifted to an unfamiliar expression that had appeared many times in his dreams: the happy look as he ate the cake, the curiosity about the gift, the disgust when he opened it but didn't like it, the way he couldn't let go of the children's broom, the way he gave him starry eyes...

"Dad, I want a dragon!"

"Hmm? Of course..." Lucius snapped back to his senses and calmly rubbed his waist, which had been pinched by Cissy. "Of course, dear, but we have to wait until you're a little older. We can buy a dragon farm just for you, and when you're 11, maybe you can bring a dragon to Hogwarts?"

"That's still a long time away, as long as I am." Draco, the five-year-old baby, puffed out his cheeks. [5, will a dragon be drawn in the lottery?]

[Of course, my Lord, if you're lucky, you might even be able to draw a divine beast. They'll obey your orders 100%. There are also methods for cultivating immortality, artifacts that allow you to travel through time and space...so many great things!]

The Malfoys beside him were moved by Draco's words, but their eyes reddened at Draco's next words. "But what's the point of all this? I just want my parents to be by my side forever. And 65."

In Draco's heart, his parents have always been the most important. Perhaps now, there's also 65, who helps him stay healthy. [You can call me Xiaolong, 65. I thought we were already friends.]

[Hey, okay, okay, Xiaolong~ After you draw it, you can tell your parents about it. Just don't tell anyone about my existence. You can make up any excuse, like an old man gave it to you in a dream, or a shooting star flew by and hit you in the arms...]

There was a hint of shyness in 65's voice; Xiaolong was his first friend. 65, combining the novels he had hastily scanned from the system library, whispered some advice to Draco.

[It might as well be Merlin's gift. Mom and Dad just thought my recovery was a gift from Merlin!] Young children can't think about the meaning of immortality, or the crazy desire some people have for it. The prince, protected in his ivory tower, just wants to live happily ever after with the king and queen.

I want three dragons: one for my dad, one for my mom, and one for me. What names should I give them? ...

We will definitely be together forever. The three of them were immersed in this warm atmosphere.

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Half a year was enough time for the Malfoys to vaguely find out who could hear. At least among the people invited so far, no one, whether they were house-elves, Muggles, wizards from Knockturn Alley, or nobles, could hear Draco's thoughts.

The range of this voice was within a radius of 20 meters from Draco. In order to get the news, Lucius set up a study next to Draco. When Draco stayed in the room, he could also hear some news from the study.

In the past six months, the Malfoys not only heard about the love story of Grindelwald and Dumbledore;

We also learned that Barty Crouch Jr. was not dead, but was imprisoned at home by Barty Crouch Sr., and that Mrs. Crouch drank Polyjuice Potion and died in Azkaban;

The diary at home is Voldemort's Horcrux; the Black family vault contains another Horcrux of Voldemort, the Hufflepuff Cup.

Of course, there was more to it than that. There were also some family matters of the nobles and the rapid development of the Muggle world. Lucius took note of these and revealed them in his words without making a sound to shock the nobles.

Of course, those important things would become bargaining chips between him and Dumbledore. Lucius thought silently, after all, if Draco's magical powers were known to Voldemort, who was pursuing immortality, he would not be able to guarantee the absolute safety of his little dragon.

Sure enough, he wasn't standing high enough, Muggle... It seems the Muggle world's industries need some development. And it's time to find time to meet with that old fox Dumbledore... Lucius's thoughts drifted further and further...

Xiaolong doesn't seem to be very interested in eating melons recently. He reads books with 65 all day long. It's a bit boring without the two of them eating melons excitedly beside him.

Last month, Draco drew a book from the library of the wizarding world next door. He has been particularly obsessed with it recently and took out two books called "Elemental Mage Training Guide" for him and Sissy... The month before last, he drew 10 copies of Gene Repair Potion (Adult Edition). When he gave them to him and Sissy, they were shocked.

Draco said seriously that this was given to him by the old man with white beard in his dream, who called himself Merlin.

He also gave them a stack of postcards of unknown origin. He and Xixi could only cooperate, exclaiming in amazement, praising Xiaolong for his excellent inheritance of Merlin...

And yesterday, he actually drew a mutant thunderbird. He has been busy recently just to get a legal certificate for raising the little dragon.

"Dad! Mom asked me to call you to go to the garden for afternoon tea." The study door opened, and a small platinum-colored head appeared, smiling sweetly at Lucius. A large bird's head rested on top of it, with snow-white feathers, multiple, faintly glowing wings, a golden beak, and eyes. It was a young Thunderbird.

"Okay, baby, but can you make Liam smaller? Otherwise, Daddy can't get out."