HP: Embrace the Darkness

Draco?

Understanding what the Duke meant, Asseth narrowed his eyes with a hint of calculation.

As far as the Malfoy family's attitude towards Draco is concerned, family comes first.

If it were for him, the Malfoy family might really turn against Voldemort.

However, such use would be unfair to that child.

Asseth thought again of the kid who chased him, asked him to tell stories, and laughed silly, but in the end he didn't intend to plot against him.

What's more, he didn't think the Malfoy family could give him much help.

As long as Voldemort has a brain, he will never trust such a family.

But does he really have a brain?

Aces suddenly remembered that Voldemort cut himself off as a Horcrux, and he was a little suspicious.

Ahem, I got it wrong. Now is not the time to wonder if Voldemort has a brain.

Aces pulled his thoughts back, raised his head and objected to this method.

"Forget it, that child is too naive. I don't want to take advantage of his parents' love for him."

The Duke looked at the soft-hearted Aces and sighed a little in his heart.

His children are good at everything, but they are not cruel enough.

If it were him, he would never stop until Malfoy had been completely used.

The Duke thought viciously.

But even though he thought so in his heart, the pride on his face expressed his good mood.

His child's heart was bright and bright, so he asked who else was there.

"It's up to you, with or without them. Our family is strong enough to protect you."

"No, Dad, I want you to stay out of this."

Aces shook his head and rejected the Duke's kindness.

The Duke frowned, but still asked patiently.

"Why? Asses, we are a family, and we should stand together as a matter of course."

Aces avoided the Duke's sight and said in a low voice.

"This is too dangerous, and this is a deal between me and Grindelwald."

The Duke looked at Asseth seriously.

"I just mentioned that the purpose of the Malfoy family is to put family first. In fact, the same is true for our family. For us, family is more important than profit."

"What's more, you are Anna and I's only child, the only heir to the Cavendish family."

Facing the Duke's serious face, Asses was silent.

Just because he is the heir, he doesn't want his family to enter this vortex because of him.

The Duke could tell at a glance what his son was thinking.

She glared at him angrily.

"My father told me that from the time I became the heir of the Cavendish family, no matter what decision I made, as long as it was not an unthinking decision, the family would advance and retreat with me."

"I also send this sentence to you today. From the day you become the heir, your entire family will be behind you."

“Whether it turns out good or bad, we’ll support you, so don’t worry.”

The Duke stepped forward, touched Asseth's head distressedly, and leaned over to hug him.

"In the past few days since you've been back, we've also discovered that you've pushed yourself too hard."

"I originally discussed these words with your mother and let her tell you, but since it was mentioned tonight, I will tell you."

"No matter what you want to do, what you're going to do, your job now is just to enjoy your campus life."

"Don't push yourself so hard."

"As I said before, we will tell you the truth, so don't worry."

Aces raised his hand and hugged the Duke back, with a look of relief rarely seen in so many days.

"I know, Dad."

"I'm sorry for causing you and mom to worry."

The Duke let go of his hand, touched Asseth's head, and teased.

"I heard from your mother that you want a brother or sister?"

Aces lowered his head a little embarrassed, which made him feel like giving birth to his own parents.

But at this time, the younger sister is more important, and of course, the younger brother is also important.

He raised his head confidently and looked at the Duke.

"Yes, that's right, I do want a younger brother or sister, so do you and mom have any plans for me to have a younger brother or sister?"

The Duke looked at his son amusedly.

"Your grandparents urged Anna and me to give birth to you before, and now you are urging us to give you a sister."

"You are really a debtor."

Aces didn't care about that much. He was happy just thinking about a soft, sweet and well-behaved sister.

"Dad, do you want a soft and cute daughter who will follow you obediently?"

"And she will be the most dazzling princess of our Cavendish family."

"Of course, my younger brother is not bad either, just like a Malfoy son."

Thinking that the person coming might not be his sister, but his brother, Asseth added.

Moved by the yearning on Asses's face and his words, the Duke couldn't help but think of a soft and lovely daughter, and was a little moved.

The Duke was persuaded and immediately agreed to Asses' rare request.

"I think you do need a sister to accompany me...as you grow up."

The Duke almost spoke his mind before he could react later.

Aces got a satisfactory answer and left the study with satisfaction.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell the Duke that he was going to Malfoy Manor tomorrow and asked him to help make an appointment.

Asses, who had been hacked, behaved more casually and relaxed than usual, and the Duke naturally would not refuse his small request.

So after Asses left, he took out the letter and wrote to Lucius to make an appointment.

The owl fades away, delivering a message to its owner.

Malfoy Manor.

Lucius was beaming with joy as he held the letter from the Duke's owl in his hand.

As for Asseth's request to visit his silly son, Lucius couldn't wait to pack his son and send him there now.

So as soon as he received the letter, Lucius immediately began to reply.

He unfolded the exquisite and gorgeous letter paper and wrote down beautiful words one after another, expressing that he agreed to Asses' visit and welcomed Asses to come at any time.

At the end, he enthusiastically stated that when Asseth arrives, he can call their house elf Dobby and take him in directly.

After thinking about it for a long time, Lucius folded the letter paper and put it in the envelope until he felt that there were no omissions.

Then he took the fire paint from the side, carefully dripped it on, and stamped it with the family seal.

With the perfect envelope in hand, Lucius stood up, walked to the owl, and handed the envelope to the owl.

The owl tilted its head, shook its body, spread its wings and flew out the window.

Looking at the owl disappearing, Lucius remembered what Narcissa said to him today.

That Cavendish boy is getting better and better.

Perhaps Draco's education methods can be changed appropriately.

Lucius touched his chin and made a decision that was not friendly to Draco.