Today's Daily Prophet headlines "Pure-Blood Heir and Order of the Phoenix Romance: Malfoy Escapes Judgment Again!" "

The author, Rita Skeeter, is still that annoying reporter.The headline photo is a photo of Lilith and Draco attending a wedding, Draco put his arms around Lilith's waist and bowed his head to talk to her.

Probably the content is nothing more than that Draco Malfoy, as the heir of the pure-blood family, took Lilith Winter, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, to the wedding in a high-profile manner. What is interesting is that he has just escaped the trial of the Wizengamot.The point is again!Hearing that his girlfriend had testified for his innocence at the trial made one wonder if he had ulterior motives.

Could all of this be Malfoy's conspiracy to pursue a member of the Order of the Phoenix and commit crimes under her nose.In the end, it was extremely ridiculous to put all the blame on a third-year student. Who would believe that a student who hadn't even learned advanced spells would do such a thing?

"What kind of messed up reports are these? When did I become a member of the Order of the Phoenix? How could Dumbledore let students who haven't graduated join the Order of the Phoenix." Lilith threw away the Daily Prophet that the owl had just sent. The content and photos drove her extra crazy.

Mary took the Daily Prophet to Amos, and they read the entire report together, excluding a large number of personal inferences and slanders, and the main point they got was that Lilith finally talked about love.

"If you're going to marry into the Malfoy family, don't we have to make preparations earlier, have you met his parents?"

Mary began to think about the dowry she prepared for Lilith. It would be enough to marry an ordinary wizard, but it would definitely not be enough for a pure-blood family.

"Is that important? I mean, don't you ask me if Malfoy really did those things? Or the background of his family's Death Eaters?" Lilith didn't expect Mary to directly think about her wedding, she thought Will Mary disapprove of her choice as much as Hermione does.

When the name Death Eater was mentioned, Amos showed a resentful expression. His pride, Cedric, died at the hands of Death Eaters.He never liked them, nor the escaped Malfoys.

Mary took Amos's hand and whispered, "It's over, Amos. We should move on."

The label of Death Eater was still slapped on the Malfoy family. Lilith lowered her head and stirred the oatmeal in the bowl. The oatmeal mixed with milk had turned into a mush.

Mary walked up to her and took Lilith into her arms, "Oh, sweetheart, we will always support you no matter what you decide."

She stroked Lilith's hair lightly. Mary was an excellent mother.She has always taught Cedric and Lilith to be humble, to love life, to stick to what they want to stick to.

"Well, remember that if you are unhappy in that manor, you can come back." Amos still did not object to Lilith's decision.

Whenever Lilith showed sadness, Amos couldn't bear to refuse her.

"I'll bring him to visit you, as well as Seid." Lilith leaned her head in Mary's arms, wrapped her arms around her waist, and rubbed them like a child, "I like your arms, Mary .”

"Merlin, you seem to be six years old again. Baby, don't forget your job, okay?" Mary smiled and patted Lilith on the head.

Speaking of work, St. Mungo must have spread the news about her by now, and Lilith hoped that she could still work quietly.

This is of course impossible!Her photo was published on the front page, and almost every wizard who came in looked at Lilith suspiciously.

Then ask a few words, "Are you that witch? Did Malfoy really commit a crime? Why did you cover him, and you can still work in St. Mungo's Hospital?"

The smile on Lilith's face was already stiff, and when the next patient came in, she simply had a slumped face, and she didn't communicate with the patient except to ask about the condition.

After sending away another wizard who didn't ask any questions, Lilith put her hands on her forehead, closed her eyes and wanted to rest for a while.

"You look tired."

Without a job, Draco, who came to find Lilith every day, naturally appeared in the office, and he conjured himself a beautifully decorated chair.

The reason why I don't put a dedicated chair in Lilith's office is because it's too small, and you don't know what kind of outfit the patient will come in. If the office can't accommodate it, it will be troublesome.

Lilith once hosted a daughter whose parents tried the wrong spell and grew a pair of wings, the oversized ones that almost got stuck in the door.

"It's okay, I can handle it." Lilith put down her hand and smiled at Draco.

Draco rubbed the red mark on her forehead, the cold touch of his hand made Lilith feel better.

"You don't have to be so tired. St. Mungo's work is still too busy."

Lilith frowned, Merlin, I hope Draco didn't mean to make her give up her job.

"I like St. Mungo's very much, so I don't want to give up this career yet." Lilith held Draco's hand in her hand.

Not to mention that she hasn't become Mrs. Malfoy yet, even if she married Draco, Mrs. Malfoy is not a profession.

"I don't mean to force you to give up, we will find a balance." Draco didn't want Lilith to shrink back because of these problems, his parents must not approve of Lilith continuing to work.

Come to think of it, Mrs. Malfoy was working as a healer at St. Mungo's, which would make them a running joke among pure-blood families.

"Your thoughts seem to be living in the nineteenth century, and now you still have to discuss whether women should continue to work after marriage."

Lilith was a little unhappy about this. If Hermione was here, she would definitely go back fiercely. She was committed to eradicating the stubborn old diseases left by the pure-blood families in terms of law and ideology.

If Lilith had read fairy tales in the Muggle world, she must have wanted to ask those ordinary girls who married princes how they quickly accepted a completely different way of life.

"Hey, are you too nervous about this? I just think you're too hard for anything else. You can decide anything about yourself, except our son's name, which I've been thinking about for a long time, So I hope you can refer to my opinion."

Draco's words made Lilith's expression gradually relaxed, she was indeed overreacting a bit.

"I'm sorry, the news this morning affected me." Lilith said sadly, "I hate that reporter, and I hate being treated as a joke. Can I feel Harry's pain now that he is actually alive Ten years under the eyes of others."

"Maybe I could buy the Daily Prophet."

This was just a joke. If Draco really did this, he would probably be invited to the Ministry of Magic to talk to the Minister in the next second.

Mr. Malfoy, may I ask why you bought the Daily Prophet? Do you want to control public opinion?

No, it's just that my girlfriend is unhappy and I want to coax her.

Lilith imagined that if this kind of conversation happened between them, Kingsley estimated that Draco would be imprisoned in Azkaban.

"Although I know it's impossible, I'm glad to hear you say this."

Lilith smiled, and hugged Draco, feeling so blessed to be in his arms.

"Mother wants to invite you to Malfoy Manor tonight, they want to meet you formally."

Yeah, a formal meeting, Lilith thought.

"Mary and the others also want to see you. She is very worried about whether my dowry is worthy of the Malfoy family." Lilith stepped back a little, looked into Draco's eyes and asked: "This question will be discussed in tonight's meeting." Was it mentioned?"

"I don't think so, we're not bankrupt yet." Draco said jokingly, "You're the best gift, we don't need anything else."

With a perfect answer, Lilith happily gave him a kiss, and then drove Draco away, she was going to prepare clothes for dinner.

Before going to Malfoy Manor, Lilith always wore St. Mungo's uniform, but this time she couldn't be so casual.

The wizard gown that Mary helped her choose finally came in handy. The Fengya wizard clothing store is worthy of her name. The custom-made gown will make you the most attractive witch among witches.

Lilith was wearing a purple robe that was said to be very popular recently. She stood in front of the vanity mirror and looked at her outfit.

"Young lady, do you really want to wear this purple one? I think it makes your face a bit dark. I would rather suggest the light blue one, which will be more perfect with your pearl tiara."

The full-length mirror dutifully expressed her thoughts, and Lilith looked back at the light blue gown on the bed.

"But that's a popular color last season, isn't it too dated?"

The dressing mirror repeatedly denied, "Of course not. It is a wise witch to choose what suits you instead of blindly chasing trends."

For the first time, Lilith felt that her full-length mirror was quite reliable. She accepted its opinion and finally chose the blue one.

Draco came to Digory's house ten minutes before the appointed time, and he and Mary stayed in the living room to exchange pleasantries.

He behaved politely, like a Muggle nobleman, to the satisfaction of Mary who was talking to him.

It turned out that if Draco wanted to please someone, it was very easy, thanks to his face.

"Have I been preparing for too long?" Lilith came out of the room clutching a small handbag.

Draco looked back and saw his girl with long blonde hair coiled on her head. It was a complicated hairstyle. He who had never studied the hair-styling spell could imagine the length of the spell.

"You are so beautiful today, everything suits you."

Draco stood up and walked towards Lilith, taking her hand.

Lilith smiled shyly, and she rubbed Draco's hand affectionately.

Mary, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at the young couple and smiled tolerantly. Lilith acted like a 17-year-old girl, and she couldn't help but get close to the person she liked.

She could tell that Draco Malfoy cared about Lilith, that was enough, who could tell what would happen in the future.As long as they feel happy now is enough.

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