Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

Draco's ears turned a little red, "You should have learned ballroom dancing, after all, you are the heir of Slytherin."

Seeing Cyrus' confused expression, Draco couldn't believe it. "Huh? You're not a pureblood anymore, you haven't even learned this."

"...No, I will. I was just thinking about something."

Draco looked questioning, "Really...then you can simply jump now."

Cyrus's mouth twitched and he rubbed Draco's golden head with one hand, "Haha... you should go to class, don't be late... I'm leaving first." Draco grabbed his wrist, "Don't fool me, No big deal...I'll just teach you."

After school, Draco took Cyrus into an empty classroom. Draco saw Cyrus standing stupidly and stepped forward to hold her hand. "Don't be stunned, learn it quickly, don't waste time."

Draco held Cyrus's hand with one hand, and gently stroked Cyrus's waist with the other. "What a strange feeling. Draco, you were still a child before, but now you are taller than me."

Cyrus looked at Draco, who was half a head taller than himself, and couldn't help but sigh. Draco seemed dissatisfied with the name of the child, "Men are inherently taller than women."

"But he still has the character of a child."

Draco took Cyrus's hand and looked down at her, "Don't call me a child, really!"

"Okay, Mr. Malfoy." Cyrus showed a gentle smile. Draco immediately turned his face away and muttered, "Don't smile like that to everyone, it's easy for people to misunderstand."

"Don't look at your feet. Looking at your partner's face when dancing is the most basic form of respect." Cyrus looked up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, because I'm afraid I'll step on you." Then he stopped looking down and kept looking at him with a gentle face. Draco.

Facing those blue eyes, Draco couldn't help but lose consciousness. "Draco? Eh..." The movement of Draco's feet stopped after he lost consciousness, and Cyrus tripped and fell on Draco. Draco came to his senses and found the girl lying on top of him, with her hands on both sides of him. The long black hair hung down on Draco's neck, and the elegant fragrance hit his nostrils. The girl's delicate face was so close that as long as Draco stood up slightly, their noses would touch.

"Are you okay? Sorry for tripping just now." Cyrus stood up and tried to pick up Draco, but Draco didn't grab Cyrus' hand. Instead, he covered his face with his arms and said, "Let's rest for a while."

During the break, Cyrus looked at Draco, "How are your parents doing lately?"

Draco frowned, "Very good, why do you ask them?"

"After all, the Malfoy family has a lot of business dealings with the Slytherin family. We just need to show proper care to our partners."

"I haven't had a holiday recently, and I haven't corresponded with my father or the others for a long time."

Cyrus frowned. Could it be that Voldemort went to find Lucius? How could he find a subordinate who was not loyal enough before he was resurrected? There is no special news from Kate. If Lucius is controlled by Voldemort, he will probably try to ask him for help. Most likely, he is overthinking.

Go back and send a message to Lucius in the evening. "Draco, what are your plans after graduation?" Cyrus couldn't directly ask him if he wanted to follow Voldemort, so he could only be tactful.

"Of course it is to inherit the Malfoy family and help my father in business." When talking about the family, Draco's face was filled with pride. "What if your father makes a wrong choice? Will you help him too?"

Draco frowned, "Didn't you just do something wrong? It's not like there's no way to undo it."

Cyrus looked at Draco, as if forcing him to answer, "What if it is something irreversible, and neither you nor your father can do anything about it, will you continue to be wrong like this?"

Draco was a little irritated by Cyrus's inexplicable words, "What else can I do? How do I know!"

Cyrus sighed slightly, talking to children was troublesome. "Of course, we need to ask for help from allies, Draco. The Slytherin family will always be allies of the Malfoy family and will always help each other." Draco was still arguing, "Who needs your help...I know."

Cyrus stood up and stretched out his hand to Draco, "Mr. Malfoy has helped me practice my dance. I must give something in return."

"Oh, but Miss Slytherin's dancing skills are really hard to evaluate."

He took the girl's hand and stood up, "The Malfoy family is a huge favor. How are you going to repay it?"

Cyrus chuckled, "Isn't it a personal favor from you Draco? Does saving your life count after that?"

Draco snorted, "Don't say such unlucky words."