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

Lucius and Narcissa sat in the open courtyard, enjoying a rare leisurely afternoon, watching the white peacocks strolling through the gardens and the thunderbirds that had inexplicably blended in. Their precious little dragon was intently reading a book under the shade of a tree not far away.

[65, look at this protagonist, he is so powerful.] Draco was looking at the library he had taken out last time. He took a curious look. He was at the age of believing in light. After seeing the Chinese heroic routine in the magic-adapted version of the wizarding world, he couldn't stop.

What is this about knowing it's impossible but still doing it? It's about uniting all the forces that can be united. These bizarre worlds often brought Draco, who didn't understand the meaning of them, to tears, yet he couldn't stop reading. Isn't this better than The Tales of Beedle the Bard?

He's been particularly fond of this novel lately, in which the protagonist uses himself as a pawn to declare war on the gods. [How can the light of a firefly compete with the brightness of the bright moon! So cool! I want to be the protagonist too! Trampling on Voldemort and becoming the savior!]

Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy secretly laughed at the child's wild imagination. They also knew that Xiaolong liked to read stories recently. However, Xiaolong completed every course very well. It can be said that he has a photographic memory. Even his magic power is several times higher than that of ordinary little wizards. So they tacitly allowed him to read some extracurricular books that interested him in his rest time.

It's better than researching some magic circuits some time ago. I heard that it was meant to be engraved into the body. It's such a dangerous thing, but they can't stop it openly. After all, if the mind voice hadn't been leaked, they wouldn't know that Xiaolong was doing experiments in the system space. They could only divert Draco's attention.

Draco put some novels he had read in the study next door. Don't mention that Lucius also read them secretly. After reading them, he almost thought they were some forbidden book about dark magic. The ideas in them were too contagious. But they were really good to read. It was good to read, so Lucius read them secretly.

Since drinking the gene repair potion, Lucius and Narcissa have not only returned to their peak physical condition, but have also become more adept at using magic. They also clearly feel that their magic development far exceeds that of most wizards.

Especially after practicing the Elemental Mage's Guide, he could clearly feel his strength increase significantly. He dared to say that he could now fight the Dark Lord on equal terms. When the Dark Mark on Lucius's hand disappeared under his own Holy Light spell, his fear and disgust towards Voldemort also dissipated.

He even found it a bit absurd. Could the gap between the two worlds be so huge? He had just cultivated to the intermediate level of magic, and he could tie with the you-know-who in the wizarding world?

Lucius secretly and frantically expanded Malfoy's industry in the Muggle world, and quietly eroded, merged and acquired the industries of some small families in the wizarding world.

Lucius was confident that even if the Dark Lord was resurrected, he would be able to guarantee the safety of his wife and children and the glory of the Malfoy family in the coming chaos. Moreover, how could he, a light mage, Sissy, and a water mage and formation master, not be able to defeat Voldemort?

"But Xiaolong, I don't think being the protagonist suits you. You're more suited to being the villain." 65, who was immersed in the 'Ocean of Knowledge' with Draco, said affirmatively after searching through it.

The protagonist needs to have lost both parents, no car or house, and be self-sufficient, hardworking, and filled with hatred. They also need a close friend or a grandfather to help them. They can't bear to leave their parents, and if they fall down in the morning, they'll cry for a long time.

"But villains always get defeated." Draco puffed up his cheeks, a little dissatisfied with his friend's words. "I'm Malfoy, how could I possibly be defeated... But what you said does make sense, 65. When I think about it, it seems like everyone in my family is a villain."

Draco pondered for a moment and then said something shocking, which made Lucius and Narcissa, who were pretending to be indifferent but actually listening to their conversation, almost spit out the tea in their mouths.

"Right, Xiaolong, look, you're the only child of the Malfoy family, the leader of the Sacred Twenty-Eight pure-blood nobles. You're rich and powerful, your parents love you, and your magical powers are way superior to other children. Didn't your mother mention a savior in the wizarding world when she told you her bedtime story last time? He's more like the protagonist, right?"

65 Divergent Imagination, [Don't they say that all young wizards go to Hogwarts? Who knows, you and the Savior might become sworn enemies over some trivial matter, and you'll be beaten up by giving them experience along the way? That's unacceptable! I'm here, and I don't think anyone dares to touch Xiaolong! Let me see if this Savior has any melons. Knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle!]

65 was inexplicably ignited. I will protect my delicate and beautiful master! [Oh my god! Xiaolong, I just refreshed a savior melon. Do you want to hear it?]

Draco was originally worried about being the villain. He really wanted to be the protagonist and say all those cool things to his enemies. Seeing the admiring looks from the young wizards around him, it must have been as refreshing as riding a dragon! Villains never have a good ending.

When he heard 65 say that this had triggered the story of the Savior, his eyes lit up and he asked curiously, "Tell me, is the Savior as charming as Frank?" Frank was the protagonist of the novel he was reading.

[No, Xiaolong, let me tell you, this savior is so miserable. His parents died for him from the moment he was born. Voldemort even left a scar on his head. Without them knowing, the savior became Voldemort's living Horcrux!

But tragic fate didn't let him go. He was sent to his aunt's house, starving and cold, living in the cupboard under the stairs. "Xiaolong, do you know the stairwell? It's not even half the size of your bed!" 65 The more he spoke, the more shocked and angry he became.

[They treated him like a house-elf, beating him, kicking him, and verbally abusing him at every turn. He's only as tall as you...! Oh no, I mean he's super skinny.] 65 felt like Draco was about to get angry, and sure enough, he was.

[What do you mean by "as tall as me"?! I'm just a little slower than others. I will definitely be as tall as my father in the future. No, I'll be taller than my father!] Draco was furious, his little face flushed, and his mouth was pouting so hard that you could hang a bottle of oil on it.

The Malfoys couldn't help but laugh. Draco must have no idea how adorable his expression was. But is this really how a savior lives?

Dumbledore also said something about the savior living a life like a prince in the Muggle world. Lucius looked down on Dumbledore in his heart and subconsciously thought about how he could use him.

Narcissa was more sentimental. After all, the savior was just a child of the same age as Xiaolong. How dare those damn Muggles do that?

[But the savior is really miserable. Those damn Muggles actually treated the savior like this. If I could run away from home, I would go and beat them up secretly!] Draco was indignant.

Unfortunately, his parents wouldn’t let him go out alone, and he couldn’t explain how he knew where the Savior was. Could it be that Merlin (65) showed him the way?

Draco is really curious about the Muggle world. Those mercenaries in the books are so cool, aren't they? I wonder if I can sneak out on Liam, but Liam is really conspicuous. If Mom and Dad find out, he'll definitely get a spanking.

[Don't be angry, Xiaolong, come and draw the lottery. You haven't drawn the lottery this month.] 65 quickly diverted Draco's attention. The master was indeed too young. Not to mention the Malfoys, he didn't even want him to go out.

Another month has already flown by? Can I save up this number of draws? 65? I don't need anything right now. I'm still too young. Even if I win something useful, I can't give it away. It's too frequent to keep mentioning Merlin's Gift. Saving it up for the future will increase my chances of winning something I want.

Draco didn't know that no matter what he took out, the Malfoys would tacitly help him find an excuse. He wanted to save it and smoke it when needed. This was called "fear of insufficient firepower", which he also read about in a book.

I already have storage space. I have a bunch of endless postcards for whatever purpose, Liam (Thunderbird), and yes, a library. I feel like I could never finish reading all the books in it... I wonder if Mom and Dad have noticed the books I deliberately put on the bookshelf...

Children's thoughts tend to jump around, and Draco was thinking about this and that.

[It's great that Xiaolong thought of this. Of course, you can save it up. From now on, I won't remind you to draw the lottery. You can call me anytime if you need to.]

I didn't expect Xiaolong to be so thoughtful. He's truly an excellent Malfoy! (At this point, an eavesdropping elderly father gave 65 a thumbs-up.) [Those infinite postcards can communicate with the dead. You definitely weren't listening to me. You must have been engrossed in your novel again.]

Draco felt a little embarrassed. He hadn't really listened to what 65 said at the time. Furthermore, the postcards were too plain and didn't suit Draco's taste. He gave one to each of his parents and then forgot about them. [Sorry, 65, I forgot.]

[Hehe, I'm not blaming Xiaolong. By the way, Xiaolong, I just scanned and found that your father and mother both have elemental magic fluctuations. They must have read the book you gave them and have practiced to the intermediate level.

As expected of Xiaolong's parents, they're both Light and Water-type. It's a shame you're too young to awaken yet. Once you're 11 and awaken, you'll know your own type. I think it's Light.

65 Imagine what a light dragon would look like. It would definitely be more saintly than the Holy Son in the Church. A water dragon would also be good, but it would be a bit arrogant, not as gentle as Narcissa's mother. (?)

"I think water is great too. Both are good. If I were a light, my mom might be sad. If I were a water, my dad would be sad too." Draco thought hard with a serious face. He thought awakening a certain element depended on one's preference. He tried to be careful, fearing his parents would be upset.

Lucius and Narcissa burst into laughter at their son's childish talk, and checked their heartbeats, which had skipped a beat when they suddenly learned the purpose of the pile of postcards.

Is it really possible to talk to the dead? Is this what it feels like to have the world at your back? It's so cool. As for Xiaolong's decision, neither he nor Cissy would interfere. Malfoy always puts family first.