Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

The Malfoy family is an ancient family with a noble status and a long history. Lucius, as the current head of the Malfoy family, has always been good at maintaining this dignity. Coupled with his gorgeous appearance, gorgeous hair, and the "aristocratic etiquette" he upholds when walking and talking, he makes people sigh at his aristocratic temperament.

But at this moment, he seemed to have thrown all "aristocratic etiquette" to the back of his mind and was completely immersed in a state of ecstasy.

Narcissa finally couldn't hold back any longer and coughed lightly, intending to remind her husband of his silly appearance.

Lucius only realized what was happening when he heard his wife cough. He coughed back as if to cover it up, but he couldn't help but tell his wife the news he had just received.

“Cissy, I just got some news. Dumbledore went to St. Mungo’s to visit a child!” Lucius said, leaning close to his wife.

“Dumbledore? Visiting a child?” Seeing his wife’s confusion, Lucius explained, “The child looks about eight parts like…that one.”

“…Luke!” Narcissa grabbed her husband’s hand suddenly, her voice trembling. “…Is it the child? Have they found him?”

Lucius squeezed his wife's trembling hand and comforted her, "Cissy, it's okay. As long as we can get custody of the child, we can protect him."

"Custody?"

“Yes, Cici, that child is only 8 years old. Although she is now the only remaining member of the Black family, she is still young, isn’t she? She still needs our care.”

Upon hearing the words "the only remaining member of the Black family," Narcissa couldn't help but resentfully say, "That coward! Bastard! If it weren't for him, that child wouldn't have had to shoulder the burden of being the heir at only 8 years old!"

Seeing his wife's mood instantly plummet, Lucius regretted saying those words. He immediately pulled her into his arms, repeatedly comforting her, "Cissy, it's alright. That rebellious son was already expelled, wasn't he? As long as we can protect that child..."

Upon hearing about the child, Narcissa quickly got up from Lucius's arms and kept urging, "Then why don't you hurry up and settle the custody issue! I need to get dressed up nicely; that poor child hasn't even seen me yet!"

Watching his wife turn and leave without a second glance, Lucius could only manage a bitter smile. Then, he resumed his aristocratic demeanor and slowly walked toward his study.

Given the importance of this matter, he immediately notified the Pureblood members of the Twenty-Eight Holy Families and successfully convened a Pureblood meeting at Malfoy Manor.

In the conference room of Malfoy Manor, a group of elegantly dressed wizards and sorceresses sat around the conference table, sipping afternoon tea while listening to Lucius's impassioned speech: "Gentlemen, the child has appeared! She will be the most perfect heir in history! She will lead us back to our peak!!"

"Lucius, how can you be so sure that child is that person's heir?" An old voice rudely interrupted Lucius's speech.

Lucius remained unperturbed and, without changing his expression, generously presented the information he had obtained to the old man: "Uncle Burke, this is the evidence I obtained, which fully proves the child's lineage."

Old Boke flipped through a few pages, then pushed it in front of the others, and closed his eyes again.

Seeing that old Burke had calmed down, Lucius said with satisfaction, "Gentlemen, haven't I made myself clear enough?"

Lucius slammed his fist on the table. "If we don't take action soon, Dumbledore will be eager to get rid of that child!"

Mentioning Dumbledore, someone immediately stood up and retorted, "Dumbledore wouldn't just kill that child; that old bee would just smear candy on the child's head!"

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter, and the topic shifted to Dumbledore.

This infuriated Lucius, but he felt even more helpless. Meetings with these old foxes always dragged on for ages. Every time they got down to business, someone would deliberately interrupt.

Lucius, still angry, suddenly had an epiphany and simply adopted an indifferent attitude, which made people restless.

“Lucius, you’ve gathered us all together, you have to tell us what to do, right?”

Hearing this old fox turn the tables and accuse him, Lucius simply retorted, "Today I merely informed everyone of the child's appearance; as for what he did, I have no idea."

Lucius's nonchalant attitude left the old foxes speechless. Seeing that the meeting was about to reach a stalemate, old Burke was the first to bow his head: "Luke, I accidentally fell asleep just now, which is why I offended you. I apologize."

Then, changing the subject, he said, "We know about the child's situation. We just need you to share your plan so we can discuss it together."

Hearing the old wizard bow his head, Lucius naturally knew when to stop: "Uncle Burke, what are you saying? I only have a few humble opinions."

"I plan to get custody of that child first, so that no matter what that old bee wants to do, she won't be able to get past so many of us!"

"Custody, that's a bit tricky. If I remember correctly, that child is still the heir to the Black family. If we get custody, won't all the benefits go to your Malfoy family? Then we won't get anything at all, will we?"

This statement touched on the point that everyone else was most concerned about, and everyone stared at Malfoy, hoping to know his attitude.

Lucius inwardly cursed the insatiable greed of these old foxes. The child clearly had half the blood of the Black family, and it was only natural that the Malfoy family should have custody. If it weren't for the fact that the Ministry of Magic needed these people's influence, Lucius would have flipped the table.

Even though he secretly wished he could tear off these people's masks, Lucius still had to deal with these old foxes on the surface.

After a heated exchange, Lucius finally got assurances from those old foxes, but he also paid a price.

Although the cost made Lucius feel a pang of heartache, the thought of the girl's custody transformed that heartache into a burning passion.

Recalling the way some people were looking at him like he was a sucker, Lucius was speechless. The other person clearly had the qualifications to attend this meeting, but why did he still look like a brainless idiot!

Didn't you see those old foxes trying to fight for custody of that child? How short-sighted! You think I paid such a price just for custody? No! What I got was a protective charm!!

After mentally cursing the idiot's intelligence, Lucius finally flashed a perfect smile, patted off non-existent wrinkles on his clothes, and prepared to show off to his wife.