[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

In the night-shrouded Malfoy Manor, Narcissa hurried past.She glanced around quickly, and quickly flashed into a room after finding no one.

"Is everything ready, Draco?" Narcissa said, looking at her son.

Draco nodded, "It's all done."

During this period of time, he lost a lot of weight, and the daily worry and fear cast a heavy shadow on his eyes.

Narcissa couldn't hold herself back anymore, and she hugged her son tightly.

"It'll be all right, Xiaolong. Mom promises, it'll be all right." Although Draco had grown out of the immaturity of a boy, he had grown into a mature and tall man.But in Narcissa's heart, he was still the child who would cry to himself and say he was afraid.She pressed her son's head tightly to her shoulder, repeating the same words over and over again.

"As long as today is over, everything will be over."

The mother and son embraced each other quietly, enjoying a rare moment of peace.But at this moment, the door was kicked open heavily from the outside.

"What are you doing?" Bella came in from the outside, she glanced at the two suspiciously, and grabbed Draco's hand, "Quick, come with me, someone has caught Potter!"

She was very excited, holding Draco's hand all the way, and muttering, "Potter, Potter—Master will reward us. Although this is what we should do, Master will definitely treat me differently !"

Draco's heart went cold instantly, as if falling into an ice cave.His mind was in a mess and he couldn't think at all.It wasn't until Bella pulled him into the hall and saw that person that he realized it.

"What's going on?" Narcissa followed along and asked anxiously when she saw Lucius.

And her husband just gave her a wink and motioned for Narcissa to go in with him.

"Draco, come here," Bella said, grabbing Harry's hair and forcing his head back.A swollen face beyond recognition was presented in front of Draco without reservation.

"Well, boy?" the werewolf who had captured Harry growled at him.

Although the face was swollen into a pig's head, shiny and red, all the features were squeezed together, erasing its original facial lines - but Draco still knew that that person was Harry Potter .

"How is it, Draco?" Bella asked eagerly, "Really? Is it Harry Potter?"

"I don't know—I can't be sure." Draco heard himself say this, and he saw the other party give him a quick look, and a flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Draco turned his head away and stopped looking at Harry.

His aunt shouted from the side, "Not sure? Come in! Look carefully!"

Draco took another step forward, his face almost touching Harry's, breath intertwined, so close.So close that Draco felt like he was going crazy!At such a moment, I greedily enjoy the short moment to satisfy my desire that is almost overflowing, and then the only hope is that time can stay longer!

But in the end he still had to stand up, with an uncertain tone, "I don't recognize him, his face is too swollen."

Hearing this, Bella roared angrily.Grabbing her hair, she walked around the room anxiously.Narcissa persuaded at the right time, "We'd better figure it out, Bella... it's better to make sure if he called the Dark Lord again, if we got it wrong... remember what happened to Roel and Dolohov Punishment?"

"I know! I know!" Bella said irritably, she couldn't vent her anger, so she looked at Hermione, "Leave that mudblood here!"

A group of irrelevant people were driven away by her, and Harry and the others were locked into a dungeon.Draco stood aside, watching his aunt torment the Granger like crazy.He looked expressionless, but his heart was extremely chaotic.

"Hurry up and think of a way... Hurry up and think of a way! You must have a way! Draco Malfoy! If you can't figure it out, wait until tomorrow to collect Potter's body! Damn it, Potter's friends, What about the useful ones—wait!"

Draco's whole body cheered up, he felt he had never been so full of strength.He glanced at Bella, then quietly left the room.

Don't know if it works or not, but have to give it a try now.

After finding a place without people, Draco called out uncertainly, "Dobby?"

It was only a few minutes, but Draco felt as if a century had passed in despair, until the figure of the house-elf appeared with a snap.

"Dobby is no longer a Malfoy elf. Dobby is a free elf now, and Master Draco has no right to order Dobby to do things." said the house-elf, and bowed to Draco.

"Listen." Draco grabbed it by the shoulder recklessly, "Potter is in danger now, you have to rescue him, right in Malfoy's dungeon, you know? You have to go quickly."

Dobby screamed, "You mean Harry Potter! Harry Potter is in danger! Mr. Harry Potter is in—"

"Shut up!" Draco interrupted him, running out of patience, "Now is not the time to discuss this, the only thing you have to do now is to take him out!"

"Yes, yes, good Master Draco. Dobby is going now, but--Dobby is no longer an elf of the Malfoy family. Although Dobby can hear your call, Dobby can no longer Magic is here!"

"You can," Draco said, and roughly ripped off his clothes. "Now you're my elf, you can."

He looked at Dobby, and Dobby bowed deeply to him, almost touching his nose to the ground, "Follow the master's order." After saying that, he disappeared with a snap.

I don't know how long it has passed, Draco's heart is uneasy.It wasn't until there was a commotion outside that his mother found him with news that Potter and his friends had escaped.Voldemort was furious about this, and his father was receiving the cruel punishment.

But none of that mattered anymore, thankfully, at least Potter was gone.

Fortunately Draco's heart sank again, he stayed with his mother and waited for his father to come back.

Lucius looked so emaciated, he could barely stand, trembling.

He gave his wife and children a hug and said, "Let's go, let's go."

Yes, they are leaving tonight.Lucius contacted his friends in the United States, and secretly opened a route to the United States in Malfoy Manor without telling everyone.The time of this line is only 10 minutes, and they have to exchange between countless furnaces to cross half the world and reach the United States.

The family took their packed things and sneaked to an abandoned house under the cover of night.A man's face emerges from the flames, telling them that everything is ready.

Narcissa walked in first, and she glanced at Draco before disappearing into the flames.

Lucius pushed Draco, let his son grab a handful of Floo powder, and explained everything again.But his son didn't move, his feet were retracted when he stepped towards the stove.

"Draco!" Lucius said, his voice stern, but with a hint of tremor.

His son silently rejected him.

"Have you figured it out?" Lucius said desperately, "Are you sure you won't regret it." He looked into his son's eyes, and although he already knew the answer, he still asked unwillingly.

"Say sorry to mom and me," Draco said softly.

"You should go by yourself!" Lucius suddenly raised his voice, "Your mother didn't raise you to watch you die for others!"

"You shouldn't be like this, Draco Malfoy. You shouldn't be like this..." Lucius' voice was hoarse and difficult, and he looked at his son as if he were a stranger.The originally unattainable and indestructible man seemed to collapse at this moment. He knew that his son's decision.

Extreme anger made him turn around resolutely—but he stopped at the moment he stepped into the fireplace.

Time seemed to stand still until he turned his head again.Lucius took a deep look at his son and gave him a hug, almost squeezing Draco into his chest.

trembling, suppressed.

"Good luck, my little dragon." After saying that, he stepped into the fireplace without hesitation.

Only Draco stood there alone, looking at the extinguished fire, and murmured, "Good luck to you too, father and mother."

The author has something to say:

I've been wondering how Dobby can run amok in Malfoy Manor, it's unscientific!So, uh. . . . .

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