HP makes a qualified villain

On Christmas Day, our family got up early and made full preparations.

I no longer wear the lazy wizard robes as usual, but put on a small pure black dress, and curl my long black hair.

Under the watchful eyes of the house-elves, our family boarded the flying car to Malfoy Manor.

"Be careful with your ladylike manners, Sofina."

"understood."

"When you arrive, remember to salute the Malfoys first."

"understood."

"When you eat, remember..."

"understood."

My mother kept telling me some innocuous things, I was a little impatient

I have accepted these manners and etiquette since I was a child, can I still make mistakes?joke!

Father looked out of the window silently, what we made was a carriage pulled by Pegasus

This magical creature has the ability to move quickly, which is very suitable for traveling. Although the Malfoy family's manor is not far from our home, there is still a certain distance.

The carriage passed quickly through the air, and my father looked at the changing scenery outside, which seemed to represent the fleeting time.

"Are you nervous, Sofina." He suddenly said to me, "Perhaps starting today, your life will change."

I looked at my father and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Will I know all the truth today?"

"perhaps."

The atmosphere in the carriage fell silent...

"Dad." I couldn't help but say, "Are you a Death Eater?"

I pretended to be naive and asked, judging from my father's expression, I seemed to have asked a very important question

He looked at me with an inexplicable sadness in his eyes, and his voice even trembled a little: "Do you hate Dad?"

I shook my head: "No, you are my father, and I support all your choices."

Maybe this is what life forces

After my father heard my words, he took me into his arms, and he probably cried: "Sofina, I'm sorry, I didn't fulfill my full responsibilities as a father." He kissed my forehead, " I'm really sorry."

Only then did I understand that I was not the only one who was a victim of the family.

I didn't respond to his words, but I hugged him tightly, feeling my father's arms, and responding to his love for me.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep in my father's arms, and when I woke up, the carriage had already stopped at the gate of Malfoy Manor

I was woken up by my father, and it was almost dusk in the afternoon when I arrived at the destination

The father got out of the car first, and then helped the mother down

I straightened my clothes and hair, which were crumpled when I fell asleep, and followed behind them

As soon as I got out of the car, I was shocked... This... This is a huge castle! !

The Malfoys are welcoming us at the gate with their son

My father took my hand and walked slowly over to greet Malfoy's Patriarch: "Lucius, long time no see!"

I also curtseyed: "Hello!"

"Oh! Sofina!" Draco's mother, Narcissa, quickly came to support me, "I've grown into a big girl!" She nodded to my parents with a smile, and then continued to say to me, " Do you remember me? The last time I saw you, you were a baby!"

Of course I remember that as a time traveler, I didn't develop the brain function of memory until one or two years old like other children.

From the very beginning, memory and brain power appeared at the same time when I opened my eyes. I can still remember which nurse came to deliver my baby!

"Uncle! Auntie! Nice to meet you" I greeted them sweetly. Narcissa looked at me and burst into a smile on her face: "I didn't expect you to be so beautiful now!"

Lucius who was standing beside her also smiled and nodded to me.

"Come on, Draco, come and see your little fiancée." Narcissa quickly pulled Draco who was standing aside to me

Today's Draco also took off his wizard uniform on campus, and put on a black suit, which perfectly showed his tall and slender body, coupled with his platinum hair color, if he was so cold Standing without speaking, he really looks like a proud nobleman.

I didn't expect to see him for a while, but he has grown taller again

Standing in front of him, I have already made a head

I had to look up at him

"Oh, Sophie." He lifted his chin and called me

I don't know if he greeted me again, or if he was talking to himself alone.

I could only smile awkwardly but politely at him: "Merry Christmas, Draco."

Lucius changed his face, and the scepter in his hand bypassed Narcissa and hit Draco on the shoulder: "Pay attention to your gentlemanly demeanor! Draco!"

He shrank his shoulders in pain, glanced at his father, and then at me: "Merry Christmas." There was a strong sense of impatience in his tone.

My mother supported me by the shoulders, looked at Draco, and said with a smile: "Draco seems to have grown into a big boy. Judging by his appearance, he must have many suitors in school!"

I don't think so.I said to myself

"Uncle Rick, Aunt Lisa, hello." Draco politely bowed to my parents

Still quite polite!I looked at his appearance and thought to myself.

Maybe he couldn't help but want to act like a gentleman when facing me, well, I can forgive him.

After finishing those polite words, Malfoy invited us into the manor, walked into the gate, and there was another long green corridor

Father and Lucius walked in the front, and the two seemed to be discussing work matters, while their two wives followed them, talking and laughing.

Draco walked in front of me with an indifferent face, probably because of his height, his legs were too long, in order to keep up with his pace, I could only trot, the leather shoes and the ground made a rattling sound

Lucius at the front of the line heard my footsteps, turned around and saw me trying to keep up with Draco with my skirt up, and said sternly: "Draco! You should let the lady hold your arm." hand!"

Draco froze for a moment, with a very reluctant look: "Yes, father." He turned around randomly, looked me up and down with his eyes, and then stretched out his hand

I put my hand on his arm as it should be, smiled and didn't speak.

"Your clothes are not bad." After we walked in silence for a long time, Draco suddenly said

I was taken aback, and looked up at him: "Thank you, you are also handsome today."

I feel a little happy in my heart, this is the first time in my life that I heard the proud Draco praise me for looking good... well, although he only praised my clothes for looking good, but rounding it up means I look good!

Every girl will be happy after being praised for her appearance!

The smile on my face softened

Draco looked down at me, snorted disdainfully, and said nothing.

"Can I call you Draco?" In order to avoid the atmosphere becoming awkward and silent again, I decided to initiate the conversation.

"You have already called."

"I mean, I want to call me that in the future, not for the sake of superficial politeness. Of course, you can also call me Sophie. Okay?"

I raised my head and looked at him kindly. Under the light of dusk, Draco's eyes were slightly golden, which matched his hair color very well.

He pursed his lips: "It's just a name, whatever you want."

"This is not a simple name, it is a symbol of the beginning of our friendship!" I tightened my hand slightly

"You compromised so quickly?" Draco raised his eyebrows, "I thought you would reject this marriage."

"I thought you'd say no, too."

Seems right, we're both waiting for the other to call off the engagement first.

But it turned out that none of us seemed to be successful.

I chatted with Draco all the time

A group of people finally came to the hall, and they had to say that Malfoy's house was really big.

Just walking from the gate to the house took seven or eight minutes!

In addition, my shoes today have heels. Although I am not so delicate that I can't stand anymore, I still feel soreness in my heels.

The dinner was not ready yet, the Malfoys first invited us to sit down in the lobby and wait for the dinner

The four of them chatted like ordinary friends

I sat quietly beside my mother, listening to their chat with a smile on my face, and nodded from time to time, looking quiet and elegant.

And Draco sat across from me, on a sofa with his mother, and Lucius sat on a small sofa by himself, relatively close to my father, so that it was convenient for them to talk.

"How is the life of the two children at school?" Narcissa brought the topic to us with a smile on her face

"Of course it's great!" Draco raised his head triumphantly, "Those simple magics are nothing to me!"

Draco proudly showed off his excellent grades in school, and was praised twice by Snape for the first time!

In fact, I was there at the time... So it was a compliment! ——I suddenly realized.

My grades are not good, I dare not speak, I can only smile gently.

Draco looked at me with a "look at me" look on his face and I nodded to him that he was great.

He snorted, showing his complacency everywhere, but then he remembered something, and suddenly said angrily: "It's just that annoying Muggle! I always wanted to be famous, but I stole the limelight at school!"

"Muggles?" My father looked at Draco suspiciously.

"Draco should be Harry Potter's friend, Miss Granger!" Lucius raised his eyebrows, and I found that the men in his family love to raise their eyebrows.

"That's right, it's her! She was born as a Muggle! His grades... His grades are actually higher than mine!" Indeed, Draco's grades are indeed excellent, maybe it's because he was born with Malfoy blood that doesn't allow him to lag behind others, He is hardworking and talented in his studies.

…but Granger was harder and more talented.

I think if she wasn't Muggle-born, with her head, she might be able to enjoy higher treatment.

"Oh my baby, don't blame yourself, you have worked very hard." Narcissa patted Draco's shoulder comfortingly, "Tell me something interesting that happened in your school recently!"

"Interesting thing?" Draco recalled a little bit, "The funniest thing is that some idiot accidentally opened the door of Slytherin's secret room!" He had a mocking smile on his face, and he habitually moved his chin lift up

If you meet or mention someone who makes him feel disdainful

Draco always raised his chin to show his dignity: "That person is actually the youngest sister of the Weasley family! It's incredible! Such a family can also become the heir!"

He pursed his lips and shook his head, as if this incident made him very regretful and disappointed.

Like a four or five-year-old child, Draco narrated the secret room tragedy in front of his parents

I was looking at him too, and I noticed that he hadn't seen him for a while, and his height and face had changed a bit

The immaturity on the face has been covered by the more three-dimensional facial features, and the voice has become thicker and calmer.

It's just that the personality is still the same...

As I said, if he could keep his mouth shut quietly, he might look more like a noble boy.

"Draco, you're acting too inappropriate!" Finally, Lucius interrupted Draco, who was in high spirits

He might not be able to let Draco finish his sentence since there were still guests present.

Draco stopped after being interrupted, and found that the people around him were listening to him quietly with smiles

This weird atmosphere actually made him a little embarrassed, he wiped his nose unnaturally, his face was slightly pink.

Lucius glared at him slightly, and then with that elegant smile on his face, he turned to me and said, "Sofina is really a little lady, very quiet. I heard people say that the same age Girls' minds are always a little more mature than boys'."

Draco couldn't help snorting when he heard his words.

Immediately afterwards, he received a critical look from his father.

"Uncle, I received a lot of care from Draco at school!" I said to Lucius, but my eyes did look at Draco, "Draco helped me when I was in trouble. Solved it."

It should be said that the troubles I encountered were all created by Draco.

Draco heard that there was something in my words, and didn't say anything, just curled his lips at me, and didn't say anything more.

After the servants cleared the table, we started the Christmas dinner

The dinner was very peaceful, and the two families talked a few words at the table from time to time, but it was also an insignificant daily routine.

like every other christmas eve

Ordinary is a little too much.