Chapter 744

"Please... Please have tea..."

The domestic elf who appeared at the table with a tray still looked timid at the beginning. As soon as he put the poured tea cup in front of Maka, he immediately stepped aside.

Marca was used to seeing all kinds of elves. She nodded quite easygoing, and then she put her eyes on Lucius opposite.

This is a small living room on the second floor of Malfoy Manor. Although it must be much smaller than the main hall downstairs, the decoration is more exquisite and luxurious.

At the moment, Marca and Snape are sitting by the window on the side of the small hall. Just turn around a little, they can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the downstairs garden facing the gorgeous sunshine outside the window. This is really a good place to drink tea, eat snacks and chat.

At least, warm sunshine and green everywhere can always bring people a comfortable and good mood.

It's just a pity that Lucius, the master, still likes this place very much on weekdays, but now his mind is filled with all kinds of bad premonitions. Where else is he in the mood to enjoy these?

"Mr. Malfoy," asked Marca, sipping the cup of black tea and savoring the wonderful aroma, "just now you said... Madam is going to Macmillan's house today?"

Snape's previous words paved the way for the next conversation, so that Lucius would not bear the big turning point immediately after hearing the situation of his son.

But telling the truth and letting Lucius accept the reality is not Marca's purpose - he's not here for a home visit today!

"Ah! Um..."

Lucius held the teacup in his right hand and the armrest of the chair in his left hand. He didn't seem to have much spirit to think about Marca's problem.

Look at his uncomfortable expression, his whole body is everywhere, showing his inner shaking.

"Our Malfoy family... Decided to get along with the pure blood that didn't get along well before... Ah, no, no..." he seemed to realize something wrong and quickly changed his way, "I mean, we will make friends with more wizard families next. Only in this way..."

After the promulgation of the international confidentiality law, the Malfoy family immediately stood in the team of pure blood supremacy, and has always maintained a firm attitude of alienation from other non pure blood wizard families.

Like the Macmillan family, which has no attachment to blood, they were reluctant to take a look at it before - even if the Macmillan family's background is no worse than their Malfoy family.

But now, after a nearly overturned crisis, the Malfoys clearly understand a lot of reasons that they ignored before.

Of course, it is right to say that they are forced by reality.

"The Malfoy family's choice is right now," Marca said directly, looking at Lucius. "In fact, it's not wrong for me to choose to be a 'wall grass', which is also one of the excellent means to strive for interests. As long as you look at the wind direction, you can get the maximum benefits with the least effort, and you don't have to take the lead in taking risks -"

What he said was Lucius's previous mentality, and he also gave a positive evaluation. On this point, Lucius was so confused that he temporarily forgot his anxiety.

Seeing his words suddenly caught Lucius's attention, Maka couldn't help nodding secretly.

"But it's a pity that you Lucius Malfoy don't have the ability to be a good leader," he said frankly. "So I have to say that you understand this now, which is the greatest benefit you have gained from this failure."

"Yes..." Lucius said slightly gloomily, "if I could understand earlier... No, I don't think I could understand without going through those things?"

"Well, coincidentally, I think so too." Maka smiled impolitely.

Although Marca somehow pulled the topic to a place thousands of miles away, Snape sitting aside didn't seem to have the meaning to bring out the main topic.

He just tasted black tea alone and looked at the scenery outside the window without expression.

"Alas..." Lucius sighed heavily when he heard the speech, "but in the final analysis, I understand too late. Now the Malfoy family has lost too much... Narcissa and I can only make some remedies as much as possible to reduce Draco's unnecessary burden in the future..."

Of course, Marca knows what Lucius means by "losing too much". After all, most of the Death Eaters under the Voldemort were members of the pure blood wizard family, and they naturally have many interests with the Malfoy family.

Now, this complex network of relationships has become broken.

"Don't struggle too much," he suddenly reminded, "you parents must firmly remember that your words and deeds are seen by your children."

"What... What do you mean?"

Marca's words without foreshadowing will naturally make Lucius deeply confused. But what he said has something to do with Draco, which can be said to be what Lucius is most concerned about now.

"Literally," Marca explained, sipping her tea. "Maybe you already feel that your son Draco Malfoy is growing day by day, aren't you?"

He said, putting down his tea cup, and his face became more serious.

"In the past, many people were unhappy with you Malfoy family. They thought you were selfish and arrogant, and didn't pay attention to others at all..."

"Probably the views of those people have not changed much until now."

In fact, Marca's words have been very straightforward. She didn't leave Lucius any face.

Even if Lucius did not dare to say anything now, he could see his gradually coarsening breath, which was obviously provoked by the residual self-esteem in his heart.

"But," said Marca, turning her head again after she poked the other person's pain, "I can see from your words that at least your husband and wife are no different from other parents in treating their family. Even... As far as I know, your wife Narcissa still dotes on Malfoy, right?"

He said "right" to Snape, who nodded in agreement when he found that Marca was looking this way.

"McLean... Mr. McLean," Lucius couldn't stand the jumping conversation. He couldn't help shaking off his blond hair and said patiently, "what are you trying to say?"

But Maka just shrugged.

"I mean," he said calmly, "you parents, sometimes don't work too hard. When you keep working for your son and family, you often bring a heavier burden to your son... What's the point of what you do if you crush him before he inherits the family?"

At this point, Marca paused a little, left Lucius some time to think, and then continued: "I just said - the child is growing up day by day and watching you day by day. However, in the future, he will go his own way..."

"... as parents, you can't follow him all your life, can you?"

"Draco, he..." Lucius said, "I understand what you said, but -"

Lucius listened to Marca's words, but now the situation facing the Malfoy family is really bad. If you leave this mess to your son Draco, he is a father who is really ashamed.

When Maka saw this, she waved her hand.

"Therefore, while considering his future, we should also worry more about Draco's mind..." he advised, "it's better to say that the heaviest burden in your family now may not be the external dilemma at all, but the repressive atmosphere created by yourself after setbacks."

"Yes... Is that so..." Lucius said to himself in a daze when he heard this, "yes... Narcissa and I are only trying to blame ourselves for the failure, so we have been forcing ourselves to try to change the status quo..."

"Is it because we always focus on the whole family that we ignore Draco's mood at some time..."

"Draco..." he hesitated and gently nodded. "Yes, McLean, maybe you're right... Draco has his own way to go, and we can't help him all the time. Instead of putting too much pressure on him to help him solve the problem, let him face the problem more easily..."

At this point, Lucius suddenly raised his head, looked directly at Marka and said, "Mr. McLean, did... What did Draco say to you?"

"He didn't say anything..."

Maka just said this and then turned to say, "Mr. Malfoy, I think you have understood some of Draco's ideas through what you just said. To be honest, these things are only my judgment after consideration. Whether they are really as I think, they have to be verified one by one later..."

"In a word, you should remember what you just understood, and then..." he suddenly knocked on the table and Lang said, "I need you to help me do something - for your son, Draco Malfoy."

From Snape's point of view, the afternoon sun was more or less dazzling, but he still kept his eyes on the world outside the window.

The so-called family affection, he is always a little uncomfortable, even with the sister of TIA.