HP Knockdown and Counter Knockdown

Draco took Harry back to his home. If he was a little timid before leaving, Draco was not afraid at all after completing the ceremony.

"Dad, I'm back, and I've brought my contractor back."

Draco shouted happily, before Harry recovered from Draco's luxurious manor, a man with aristocratic style strode over, and Draco continued to say something Before that, two "slaps" landed on the blond boy's buttocks.

"father!"

Draco screamed, a blush of embarrassment appeared on his fair skin, he jumped up clutching his little butt, and looked at his father angrily, while the latter just looked at him indifferently.

"Draco, how dare you sneak into the Muggle world alone."

"Merlin! Luke, how dare you hit our precious son!"

Immediately behind her was an elegant lady in a long dress who looked as beautiful as any nymph Harry had ever seen in a fairy tale.

Narcissa held Draco in her arms, coaxed him, and listened to him complaining about her husband's rudeness. Draco was a little slurred because of his anger, but as a mother, Natasha only wanted her son to frown You can understand what the other person is thinking.

"It's a good thing you're okay, honey." Narcissa kissed her son's little face, not caring about what Draco had done a few hours ago.

Lucius snorted coldly. He looked at his wife, "Sissy, you have been pampering him, something will happen sooner or later."

"You have never been less fond of Xiaolong than I am, Luke." Narcissa stood up and said with a smile, while Lucius just slightly turned his cheeks to the side of Malfoy, indicating that he had everything I didn't hear it, and recently his snake head cane can add an emerald.

"Oh, we've been ignoring your little guest, dear, who is this?"

"Mum, this is Harry."

Draco had forgotten about the spanking just now, and he was happy again, because he now had a contractor of his own.The young Malfoy has taken everything for granted as himself, but in the traditional sense, wizards actually belong to the contractor.

"Let me guess, which family's little wizard are you from?" Narcissa smiled. She had always been very accurate in seeing people. Although Harry had messy hair, his eyes were clear and his magic power was very powerful.

"Mom, Harry is not a wizard, he is my contractor." Draco interjected, and when the words came out, the Malfoys all stared and shouted in unison.

"what!"

Draco flinched, wrinkled his nose uncomfortably, and said, "Contractor, I'm already Harry's wizard."

"Merlin, what have you done, you little villain!"

Lucius has always thought that he is not an irritable person, so sometimes he goes to drink tea at a friend's house, and when he sees him furious at the homework of those little monsters, Lucius always thinks that the other party's character is too irritable, But now, he decided to take back that sentence. Some little giants really make people uneasy, such as this one in his family.

"I just did what every little wizard should do!" Draco pouted with some dissatisfaction.

"I said I wouldn't allow it!" Lucius almost trembled with anger, what on earth did his idiot son do.

"But every little wizard needs a contractor of his own, and everyone has them, even the poor Weasleys!"

The blond boy's eyelids were a little red. He looked at his father stubbornly. He knew that his father was worried about his body, but he was not three years old, and he didn't want to be protected by his father forever.

"You're going to have an accident! Draco, did you ever think for us that your body is completely unable to bear the demands of signing a contract with a stupid Muggle, and you might die!"

Lucius tapped the ground heavily with the snake-headed cane. If Narcissa hadn't held his arm, he would have taken out the wand immediately and destroyed more things.

"Dad, you also said it's possible, I'm not that fragile, I'm a Malfoy!" Draco growled, clenched his hands tightly.

"I turned down those stupid Ministry of Magic guys on your behalf, but you got yourself into trouble, a Muggle, stupid Muggle who looked like he should be hanging out with the Weasleys, Della Co, are you kidding me?"

Harry observed that Draco's face was a little pale, and his heart skipped a beat, with a bad premonition.

"You know, my son, I have full access to your contractual relationship. For a Malfoy, it's not difficult."

Lucius said in a deep voice, he loves his son more than anything else.Draco's health was not good since he was a child, and they even once thought that the child would be a squib, and the Malfoy family never had a squib, but at that time even Lucius felt that there was no hope, and the rumors almost killed Malfoy Manor Fu took over, but both Lucius and Narcissa fought back fiercely.

"My son, even if he is a squib he will be the best, no worse than any of you! If I hear this kind of message again, I will cut off the financial supply to the Ministry of Magic."

Holding their son who was born not long ago, Lucius and Narcissa broke into the Ministry of Magic directly, standing in the minister's office and talking proudly.He wasn't really threatening anything, because Lucius had never been a person who just paid lip service.

This time the warning had a good effect, at least the ears of Lucius and Narcissa were temporarily quiet.

Lucius' father, Old Malfoy, asked about this matter when he was dying. He wanted to test whether Lucius was willing to consider having another heir. After all, Malfoy's heir cannot really be a squib, but his son's words Let the old Mr. Malfoy finally feel relieved.

"I have only one son, father, and that is Draco. I will give him the best in the world and let no one hurt him, so even if he is a Squib, he is my Lucius only son."

Old Mr. Malfoy was smiling when he left, because his son, who was always too cunning and indifferent, had understood that the most important thing to Malfoy was not interests, but family, as long as he kept this side in his heart Pure Land, then he won't be an out-and-out bad guy.

After the old Mr. Malfoy passed away, Lucius had more time to go home, and he almost brought back all his work. During the period when Narcissa was in poor health, the study in Malfoy Manor often looked like this .

The young manor was looking at the document carefully, while his left hand was shaking the cradle, because Lucius was worried that the magic would have some effect on Draco, even if that possibility was almost impossible.

This kind of meticulous care didn't ease until Draco was half a year old, because Draco proved that he was not a Squib anymore.

Lucius woke up from the memory. He looked at his son and said, "Do you want to try it, Draco."

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