novelcrest Chapter 125 Draco, I'm going to make a home visit to you.
Chapter 125 Draco, I'm going to make a home visit to you.
Chapter 125 Draco, I'm going to make a home visit to you.
"That's enough!"
Just as Harry was riding his flying broomstick to find Dumbledore, Dumbledore had already appeared in the center of the Quidditch field.
"Enough!" Dumbledore repeated what he had just said. "You are all professors at Hogwarts, and you should set an example for your students, not engage in pointless fighting here."
His voice, though not loud, carried clearly throughout the entire area. He then used his wand to create a powerful barrier, separating the two.
However, this time Sean didn't feel as powerless as before. He had a thought that he could break through this barrier if he wanted to.
Dumbledore's self-glow lingered between Snape and Sean. "You two, come with me to my office now."
Just as Sean was about to leave with Dumbledore, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and gave Malfoy in the stands a serious look.
"Mr. Malfoy," Sean began slowly and formally, "please remember and tell your parents that I plan to visit your home this weekend."
at the same time.
Wiltshire, England.
Malfoy Estate.
The soft sunlight bathed Malfoy Manor, making the distant mountains appear even more distinct.
Beneath the vast sky, white clouds drift by as lightly as ribbons.
However, the intense, shrill argument that erupted from the manor's living room shattered the tranquility that should have been there.
"What? You bought Draco a Nimbus 2001?" Narcissa's voice was full of surprise and dissatisfaction. She glared at her husband and questioned him angrily.
Lucius frowned, puzzled by his wife's anger. "Yes, Narcissa, I think Draco needs a better flying broom so he can perform better in Quidditch."
Narcissa's face darkened further. "Don't you know how dangerous Nimbus 2001 is for a second-year wizard? 135 miles per hour! What if something happens? Have you thought about his safety?" (135 mph = 217 km/h)
"My God! Especially during such an intense Quidditch match!" Narcissa became increasingly agitated. "What if, I mean, what if, he accidentally falls while catching the Golden Snitch? At that speed..."
How could he possibly have time to react?
"If he had fallen to the ground, even St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Arts might not have been able to treat such injuries!"
"Lucius, this is our son, our Draco. He's not some business investment you can take risks with!"
Lucius was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Narcissa, I understand your concerns."
"But I believe in Draco. He has the talent and blood of the Malfoy family, and he can handle that broomstick." Lucius paused, then continued, "Besides, as his father, how could I not care about his safety? I just want him to excel in the competition and bring glory to the Malfoy family."
Narcissa's face remained tense. "Glory? I'd rather not have that glory than risk it by hurting him over a broom. Lucius, you should be more careful instead of blindly pursuing so-called glory."
Their eyes met in the living room, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.
This argument wasn't just about a flying broomstick; it stemmed from their differing philosophies on Draco's parenting methods.
"What's done is done, and you can't stop it now even if you want to," Lucius said slowly. "I've sponsored the entire Slytherin Quidditch team with a Nimbus 2001."
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Narcissa's eyes widened upon hearing this.
"How dare you? You know perfectly well what our situation is right now, and how much financial pressure this kind of sponsorship will put on us!"
Lucius frowned. He hadn't expected Narcissa's reaction to be so strong, but as the head of the family, he stood firm. "Narcissa, this is what I should do as a Hogwarts board member. We need to win the Quidditch Cup this term to boost the house's reputation and morale."
"Moreover, this is also a form of support and encouragement for Draco."
"Support and encouragement?" Narcissa sneered. "I doubt it. Don't think I don't know you've been plotting something lately. I think you just want to use our son's connection to better ingratiate yourself with the other board members and pave the way for your plans. I saw the letter Fudge sent you..."
Narcissa is not a fool; on the contrary, as a member of the Black family, she possesses innate keenness and wisdom.
She saw everything Lucius did and knew it perfectly well.
She allowed her husband to make sacrifices for the family's interests, even at the cost of using vast resources. However, she absolutely did not want these behind-the-scenes deals and underhanded tactics to implicate her son.
As a mother, she has her own bottom line and principles.
Draco was the apple of her eye, the child she had carried for ten months and given birth to. How could she tolerate her husband using their son as a tool for personal gain?
Lucius's face darkened; Narcissa had hit the nail on the head.
He's been busy with that matter lately.
"Lucius, I'm warning you," Narcissa said, glaring at her husband, enunciating each word clearly, "if you dare involve Draco in your dirty dealings, I will not let you off the hook. I will use every means to protect my son, even if it means becoming your enemy."
Lucius slowly raised his hands, trying to calm his wife. "Narcissa, you've misunderstood. I admit I do have some plans, but they're all for the future of the family. I never thought about..."
However, Narcissa no longer believed his explanation.
She gave Lucius a cold look, a look filled with disappointment and resolve, before turning and leaving the living room, leaving Lucius standing alone.
Lucius watched Narcissa's departing figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
After a long while, he got into his car and left the manor.
Back in her bedroom, Narcissa slammed the door shut, as if trying to shut out all the disturbances of the outside world.
She leaned against the door, her heart filled with complex emotions.
From the day she married into the Malfoy family, she was well aware of the responsibilities and mission she bore.
For more than a decade, she has worked hard to play the role of the mistress of the Malfoy family, doing her best to maintain the family's honor and status.
However, today's argument left her feeling more exhausted and powerless than ever before.
She couldn't help but reflect on her married life. Over the past decade or so, she and Lucius had weathered many storms together, facing the rise and fall of their family.
However, as time went on, she discovered that Lucius was becoming increasingly obsessed with power and status.
Especially after the First Magical War, and the devastating defeat, Lucius not only failed to reflect on his actions, but became even more obsessed with pursuing power and influence.
He seemed to be trying to make up for the frustration he felt during the war in this way.
Therefore, he began to participate more actively in the political struggles of the wizarding world, striving to elevate the status of the Malfoy family.
Narcissa saw this, but her heart was filled with worry.
This made her feel increasingly disappointed and heartbroken.
Today's argument made her see Lucius's true colors even more clearly.
She couldn't understand why Lucius was so obsessed with pursuing power and glory, even at the cost of sacrificing his own son for so-called benefits.
This behavior made her feel angry and desperate, and also made her deeply doubt her married life.
Narcissa's heart was filled with contradictions and struggles.
She wanted to continue to endure it for the sake of her family and son, but she couldn't accept Lucius's indifference and sacrifice towards his family.
What has this marriage of over a decade brought us? And how should we move forward?
No!
A voice suddenly resounded from the depths of Narcissa's heart.
The sound was like a thunderclap, bringing Narcissa to her senses.
She realized that she needed to keep some cards up her sleeve to prevent Lucius's behavior from escalating further.
So, she.....