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

Being treated so affectionately by his godfather, Draco forgot his sadness and smiled. "Good morning, godfather."

Lucius, who had been unable to contain himself any longer, picked up Draco and rubbed their delicate, unreal faces together. "My dear little dragon, you are as adorable as an angel today too."

Narcissa, standing beside him, couldn't stand the intoxicated look on his face. She coughed softly, "Dear, Professor Dumbledore is still here," reminding her husband not to be disrespectful in front of guests. Then, she calmly took Draco, kissed his little face lovingly, and smoothed his hair, which Lucius had messed up.

"Ahem, sorry to have embarrassed you, Headmaster Dumbledore." After his son was taken away by his wife, Lucius transformed from a foolish father with dementia to the noble head of the Malfoy family. "This is my son, the heir to the Malfoy family - Draco Malfoy."

Draco nodded politely to the old man with the strange aesthetic. The name Dumbledore sounded familiar to him.

"No, I'm very happy to see such a lively side of you, Lucius. You know, you were too serious when you were in school." Dumbledore said meaningfully. Then he turned to look at Draco with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy, perhaps you don't mind if I call you Draco? I am the headmaster of your future school, Albus Dumbledore. I would rather you call me Professor than Headmaster."

"Of course, Professor Dumbledore." Draco smiled broadly. As he elegantly ate his breakfast, he remembered where he'd heard Dumbledore's name before. [65, why does that name sound so familiar? Isn't this your favorite couple? You always talk about GGAD.]

65, who had been silent since Dumbledore introduced himself, spoke with difficulty, [He, he, he is not my ggad, sob ...

Lucius and Narcissa's lips curled up unconsciously. After all, they both understood the unspeakable events of this century. Snape, after hearing what Lucius said, couldn't help but feel a little gloating.

Dumbledore paused stroking his beard, his face still beaming. "English Rose..." I hadn't heard that for ages. He thought he knew what ggad meant. At the same time, he was secretly shocked. This 65 even knew such a secret...

"Two melons detected," 65's voice was weak. "Let me see these two melons... Eh, eh, eh?! Are they from a parallel future?" 65 perked up. Finally, he'd found something about the future. He'd take a good look to see if they posed any threat to Xiaolong.

What is a parallel universe? Draco asked curiously. It seemed to be mentioned in some book, but he couldn't remember which one.

"Even if I don't exist, or there's a different little dragon than you, or the savior is the Dark Lord, these are all considered parallel universes. Parallel universes are just different possibilities, but I am unique."

65 explained, feeling inexplicably pleased. Xiaolong would definitely like him even more. Malfoy always liked unique things. [Let me see what kind of melon it is... Wow... emmm...] After reading it, 65 suddenly fell silent. Should he tell Xiaolong about this?

[65, please tell me quickly.] Draco noticed that 65 was having trouble expressing himself, and his curiosity suddenly reached its peak.

[Okay, okay, the first one is about GGAD. Dumbledore always said that love is the greatest magic, but his love was a complete tragedy. He and Grindelwald fell in love but broke up. He thought that the feelings between them could not compare to Grindelwald's pursuit of his ideals. He no longer believed in Grindelwald's love for him, and he never set foot in Nurmengard for the rest of his life.

After Dumbledore's death, Voldemort sought out Grindelwald and demanded the whereabouts of the Elder Wand. Grindelwald remained silent until his death, wanting to protect Dumbledore's grave from being destroyed. He loved Dumbledore until his death, though he also experienced regrets...

Alas, it's so hard for them to get back together. With their mouthless appearances, it's impossible even in their next life. Actually, during the brawl at Godric's Hollow, no one's magic hit Ariana. Ariana simply didn't want to live anymore, believing that if she hadn't been there, there wouldn't have been a quarrel. It's a shame, no one will ever know the truth.

65 began sighing again. His beautiful love was so hard to end. [Ah! I forgot about that postcard, Xiaolong! The one that lets you communicate with the dead!] 65 suddenly became excited.

"Postcard?" Draco was feeling a bit melancholic, but 65's sudden high note startled him. "Yes, there are endless supplies. Oh, you mean give the postcard to Professor Dumbledore so he can communicate with his sister? But what's the point? The dead can't come back."

Draco didn't understand. What if... what if... well, he couldn't make any assumptions. Suddenly, he understood why the 65-word postcard was so useful. [Okay, then I'll give him one later, or maybe two. I remember Professor Dumbledore has a younger brother. He must miss his sister, too.]

Dumbledore didn't expect to hear such news. He was indeed dazed for a moment when he first heard it, but more of his eyes were filled with curiosity about Draco. The future?

No, since you have received this gift, you should avoid things that will make you regretful.

It looked like the plan had to be reshuffled... But what did he hear? Ariana! How could it be... He could barely maintain his composure, his hands, hidden by his sleeves, tightly clenched. Could such a thing really exist? If there was Aberforth...

"Xiaolong is the best! He's worthy of being the savior... boy! Xiaolong will definitely make his parents proud!" 65 was overjoyed. His couple was definitely going to have a happy ending! He knew Draco's weak spot and praised him sincerely. However, when he saw the next piece of news, he hesitated. "Next up is the news about you, your godfather, and Dumbledore."

Rather than the love-hate relationship between the two elderly people, the Malfoys and Snape were more concerned about what happened next. Why was the little dragon involved? Suppressing their anxiety, they all smiled and talked while practicing Tai Chi and waiting for 65's next words.

[Emm, back then, Lucius was sent to Azkaban by Voldemort as punishment for not obtaining the prophecy. In that world, you joined the Death Eaters to save Lucius and the honor of the Malfoy family. To complete Voldemort's mission to kill Dumbledore and assist the Death Eaters in entering Hogwarts, you repaired the Vanishing Cabinet. It must be said that no matter which dragon you are, they are all geniuses.]

65 sighed. He really felt that Draco in that world was a genius. He was good at potions. Not only could he perform magic tricks in the second year that only senior students could learn, but he was also good at alchemy.

Later, Death Eaters entered the school through the Vanishing Cabinet in the Room of Requirement. In the Astronomy Tower, you struck Dumbledore with a Disarming Charm and unknowingly became the new owner of the Elder Wand. However, you were hesitant to kill Dumbledore, and in the end, it was your godfather who killed him.

Draco was almost pissed off at himself in the next world.

"He's so stupid! He's a teenager, doesn't he realize that this makes his parents worried? They definitely want me to be well. And turning into a villain is one thing, but being stuck there, stuck in between, is nothing. Ugh, he's so stupid."

He was so disappointed with himself. Was this person really his counterpart? It was too twisted. In that situation, transferring some of his assets in advance and preparing a way out was the most important thing.

[Why did the Godfather do this? Does he like me because I am a little stupider?] Not only Draco felt awkward, but even Snape, who was listening beside him, felt awkward. Moreover, if he was the one who did it, it must have been the old bee's plan.

[Of course not, this was all Dumbledore's plan. After Voldemort turned you into a Death Eater, your mother found your godfather and made an Unbreakable Vow with him.]

It was at this time that she discovered and quickly determined that your godfather might not be loyal to Voldemort. The two intelligent people exchanged glances and tacitly agreed not to say anything more. Your godfather would assist you in completing your mission and protect you, and she later protected Harry Potter once.

Dumbledore found the Gaunt Ring, one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, and put it on under the influence of the curse. Even if Snape tried his best to suppress it, his life would soon come to an end. He asked Snape to kill him if the time really came.

Draco was shocked. [Why? After all, no matter how you look at it, I'm a Death Eater, standing on the opposite side of him.]

[Because he wanted to protect the integrity of your soul and would not fall into depravity by killing someone with his own hands. Snape could also gain more trust from Voldemort by killing him.]

The adults didn't know what to be shocked about first: that Voldemort had made himself a Horcrux? (Dumbledore was the only one who was genuinely shocked) or that their precious little dragon had become a Death Eater? Or that Snape had killed Dumbledore?

They sorted it out carefully, exchanged glances, and decided to send Draco away before talking. The Malfoys could stand on Dumbledore's side to fight Voldemort, but they would not allow their little dragon to become a member of Dumbledore's chessboard to cultivate the savior.

Draco put down his knife and fork, his food a bit tasteless. "What about my godfather's soul? Who will protect him?"