v3 Chapter 2： he was still a child

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The door of the study was suddenly opened.

Lucius immediately shut up.

Draco Malfoy's head came in cautiously.

He looked at the woman in the room and smiled: "Mom, don't tell me when you came back!"

Before Narcissa said anything, Lucius said sternly, "Draco, didn't I tell you?

Don't come into my study casually!

Also, when entering someone else's room, remember to knock on the door!

What about your etiquette?

Go to Hogwarts for a year and lose it all? "

Draco shrank his head in fear, ready to exit the room and knock again.

But Narcissa quickly wiped the tears from her face and said softly, "Okay, dear, Draco is still a child!"

Narcissa beckoned, and Draco grinned and ran over to sit next to the woman.

Narcissa rubbed Draco's head dotingly, messing up his carefully groomed hair.

Lucius looked at his son with a headache. Blindly spoiling him is definitely not a good way to educate, especially for a family like them.

But Narcissa is very stubborn in this regard.

"What did you get back, Mom?" Draco asked again.

"It's only half an hour since I came back. I don't think you're in the room."

"I took Pansy to see the goldfish in the garden, and I left her there while playing hide and seek." Draco looked smug.

Narcissa reproached: "It is not a gentleman's act to leave a lady there alone."

"Okay, I'll be there in a while." Draco changed the subject, "Mom, what about the present you said you wanted to bring me?"

"Ah, I forgot." Narcissa smiled apologetically.

When she was leaving, she only said she was going to visit a relative, but did not say who to visit.

And Azkaban's environment had a great impact on her, so she didn't have the heart to buy gifts for Draco.

Draco stared at his mother, and seemed to realize that she had just cried, and suddenly his face changed: "Mom, you won't go to that family, will you?!"

"What family, that's your aunt." Narcissa reprimanded.

Narcissa had three sisters: Bellatrix, the eldest, married Rodolphus of the Lestrange family;

The second child, Andromeda, married the Muggle-born wizard Ted Tonks before being expelled from the family.

Bella and Andromeda have a close relationship, and Bella can't wait to kill this sister.

Although Narcissa didn't like Andromeda, she was a sister after all, and the relationship between the two was not that sharp. She secretly visited this sister several times.

Draco just mistook his mother to visit the aunt.

Draco pouted, disapprovingly, "I saw her daughter Tonks when I was at school."

"Why did Tonks go to school?" Lucius frowned.

"I don't know, she seems to be an Auror and went to Stark to record the cause of Quirrell's death."

Lucius stared at his son and said, "Draco, I heard... you were at school recently and got close to that Muggle Stark?"

"No...no..." Draco's pale face turned red.

"I just saw that he had some good alchemy items, and he just spent a little money to buy them.

You've seen it too, he invented that warm-up badge.

The same thing, sold at Diagon Alley is more expensive, and the quality is not good... A wizard like this will sell this kind of thing in his life, and it won't be a big deal... It's not worth your care! "

"Yeah, you spent more than 3,000 Galleons a semester." Lucius stared at his son: "I don't object to your spending money, but... it's not this way of sending."

"I see." Draco bowed his head.

"By the way, what gift did you just say you wanted?" Lucius asked.

"I want a good broom. Our academy failed miserably this year. I think it's because the academy doesn't have a Nimbus 2000 and the Ravenclaw team has two." Draco defended.

"The Academy's Nimbus 1700 is not bad." Lucius said dissatisfied: "I really didn't expect that Slytherin Academy would fall to such a level that even Ravenclaw couldn't win."

Draco lowered his head and said nothing.

Narcissa glared at her husband, Lucius heaved a sigh of relief and said, "If you want to buy it, buy the best one! Otherwise, you will lose the face of the Malfoy family.

A friend of mine told me that the latest version of Nimbus 2001 is going on sale, how about buying one for you? "

"But I'm not a member of the House team yet," Draco said unhappily, "Harry Potter was in his first year last year, and Dumbledore licensed him to play for Gryffindor House.

He doesn't deserve it at all, just because he has some fame...because he has a stupid scar on his forehead..."

"Draco, you've only been home for a few days? Potter, Potter's... This sentence has been told to me at least five times." Lucius glanced at his son.

"Want to join the academy team? It's very simple, I and your dean Snape are good friends. When I was a prefect, he had just entered the academy, and I took good care of him.

If you want to join the team, it's a matter of one sentence. "

Lucius said sternly: "However, if you don't get results, perform poorly in the game, and disgrace the Malfoy family..."

"No, my technique is very strong." Draco said happily. "I promise to lead Slytherin to the title."

"Your promise?" Lucius said dissatisfiedly: "You promised me the same way at Easter, saying that you can take the first grade exam."

"It's not my fault," Draco retorted. "The teachers are biased, and that Hermione Granger has Stark tutoring—"

"I thought you would be ashamed of a girl from a non-wizard family who was better than you in every exam," Lucius said angrily.

Draco lowered his head again, waiting for his mother to say: "Okay, he's still a child!"

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

A house-elf came in tremblingly, dressed like an old pillowcase with holes cut in the arms and legs.

The elf bowed deeply, her slender nose touching the carpet.

"Lord...Master." The elf made a thin trembling voice, "Dobby...I have something to report to you..."

Lucius was in a fit of rage, and he dragged a long note, staring at the house-elf.

"Dobby, if you disturb me again because of the little things like 'the peacock at the door pecked you a few times', I don't mind imposing a harsher punishment on you.

Like... put you in the oven. "

Dobby shuddered, tears welling in his eyes, and said in fear, "No, master... at the door... a lot of officials from the Ministry of Magic came.

One of them said his name was Arthur Weasley..."

Lucius suddenly stood up and strode out.

When he got to the door he kicked Dobby suddenly as if venting, kicking the elf out and hitting his head against the corner of the table.

The cup full of coffee fell, hitting Dobby in the head, spilling the liquid on the expensive unicorn wool rug.

"Before I come back, get it cleaned up, or don't think about dinner!"

Lucius strode towards the door.

Dobby's head bowed humbly, coffee gathering at his feet.

There was hardly any resentment in his eyes, only numbness, because... he was used to it.

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