tampered with the past

My birth was the greatest disgrace of the Malfoy family - a blind wizard, like a dog that has lost its sense of smell.I was ruthlessly abandoned, and my father, Scorpius Malfoy, never set foot in my room again.Because of me, my mother was also neglected by my father, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and took me out of Malfoy Manor.

I think my mother hated my father so much that she refused to attend his funeral.

When I was four years old, my father, Scorpius Malfoy, died of a serious illness.The Malfoy family sent the patron saint to send an invitation to the funeral to the mother, and the mother's reply was only one sentence - "It's over, it's over".

Since then, I haven't heard any news from the Malfoy family until the day my mother disappeared.

It was a very ordinary day in midsummer, humid and hot. As usual, I was in the study with my hero.Suddenly, the doorbell rang.This is the first time for my mother and me to have a visitor. I thought it might be some lost traveler, but I heard my mother's cold voice——

"What are you here for?"

The mother was answered by a drawn-out obnoxious voice: "I don't think I need your permission to come to my estate to see my grandson."

"So, after so many years, you finally remembered that you have a grandson." The mother's voice became more and more cold: "After I left, aren't the grandchildren born to your son and other women enough to make you happy?" Will you spare the poor child?"

"The Malfoy family has been passed down from generation to generation. Although I don't want to admit it, I'm afraid that the superior blood of our family is now flowing, and only flowing on my grandson who has discredited the family."

"Smearing?!" My mother's voice was full of anger I had never heard before, "Since you think so, please go back! Don't force me to do it!"

"Are you sure you still have the ability to do it?" The voice became even more annoying, "After so many years, don't you still understand? It's you who should leave!"

I heard a rustling sound, then a long silence, and then, I heard my mother's sigh - that was the last I heard, from my mother's voice.

Mother left and I don't know where she went.

The man with the nasty voice moved in and said he was my grandfather - Draco Malfoy.

What an annoying name, although I clearly know that he is my relative, but no matter what, I can't feel a little affection for him.

I don't like him any more than Harry Potter.

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