The little life of a platinum darling

Recently, the Minister of Magic, the new Malfoy family, is a little strange!

——This is something that all members of the Ministry of Magic can see.It's been going on since a few months ago.First of all, he has a relatively strong forgetfulness. He often forgets the things he ordered the day before the next day.After that, the office efficiency and the way of doing things have changed more or less, and occasionally even made some novice mistakes that a Minister of Magic who has been working in the Ministry of Magic for nearly ten years should not make anyway.

Just when everyone was puzzled, the answer finally came to light!

The Potions Professor at Hogwarts - Minister Malfoy's brother and lover - has taken a full term of maternity leave!

If this is the reason, then it is not difficult to understand!Many members were laughing and discussing in low voices where our minister could not see.

The handsome minister who usually looks unattainable, looks cute this way.

Be cautious about your pregnant lover, and be absent-minded about other things?

Feveret stretched her waist, waking up from the sweet dream contentedly.He hugged the person next to him gently from behind: "Dear Draco, how are you doing today?"

Draco grunted, apparently still in his sleep, "What?"

Feiwenruite touched the protruding belly of the man in his arms with a smile: "Is he okay?"

Opening his eyes suddenly, Draco turned his head and glared at him in annoyance—it was just that he had just woken up, and his hazy eyes didn't have any deterrent force at all: "What do you think?"

"Well, if you want me to say, are you all fine?" Feverett smiled at him pretending to be innocent, completely ignoring the bad face that Draco has been maintaining since he knew he was pregnant.

"Okay, Drake. I cheated this time, but I have apologized for so long. Isn't it the same whether you were born or mine?" Feverret looked at him, still looking innocent.

Glaring at this man again, Draco sat up with some difficulty holding his stomach: "Since my birth is the same as yours, then you still secretly put birth potion in my coffee?! The potion has been improved to be colorless and odorless!"

"Uh..." Feiwenruite turned her head away with some guilt, "How do I know that I can succeed at one time...Even if I take the birth potion, I may not be able to conceive, right?"

He paused, and before Draco had time to speak: "Usually, I don't know who made my face darken the next day on the top. Besides, I'm the one who sacrificed in front of the public, okay? Hogwarts The potions professor is on maternity leave, but isn't Minister Malfoy of the Ministry of Magic going to work every day?"

"Hmph!" This matter did make Draco feel a little comforted, at least now everyone thinks that the pregnant one is Feverete... But if he is calculated like this, "When this little devil is born, you wait to accept my baby." return the gift!"

Feiwenruite's face was complicated for a moment, well, at least he had to act like he was frightened.But there was a snicker in my heart, return the gift?Well, now that he has said that, he can look forward to it.

Well, it's not Tuo Da, he is really looking forward to it.Draco's technology has been getting better and better over the past few years, and I hope that after these few months there is no regression.

When Draco was about to give birth, Feverret actually sat in the office of the Ministry of Magic in his name.Goddamn the title of minister, you can't even ask for a leave of absence when your lover is about to give birth, busy, busy, busy, busy all day long!

The flame in the fireplace suddenly shot up high, and the color changed from orange red to dark green. Feverret put down the official document in his hand and walked over there.

"Fivenret," Lucius' voice came from the fireplace, with a trace of eagerness that was difficult to detect, "Are you there?"

Fevinret bent down and looked at the blurred father's face in the fireplace: "I'm here, what's wrong?"

"Come to St. Mungo's, immediately! Draco is about to give birth!" Lucius did not beat around the bush at all, and immediately clarified the gist.

"What?" Feiwenruite was so frightened that he was stunned for a while.Didn't the St. Mungo's doctor say it would take a few more days?What is going to happen?His son with Draco?Merlin, the appearance of this child is still a miracle to him until now.To be honest, he never thought he would have a baby—even if the birth potion was secretly planned in Draco's coffee for who knows how long.

Putting on his coat in a hurry, our Minister of Magic, Mr. Draco Feverett pretending to be Minister Malfoy, walked and ran, hurriedly leaving early in front of everyone!

In the meantime, he quickly ran to the fireplace shared by the Ministry of Magic, grabbed a handful of Floo powder, shouted: "Saint Mungo!", stepped into the fireplace and disappeared.If it weren't for the fireplace in the office that can only be entered but not exited, he probably wouldn't have gone outside to use the Floo.

The members of the Ministry of Magic looked at each other, St. Mungo?Could it be that something happened to the minister's lover?

When Fiveret arrived, Draco had already entered the delivery room, and Lucius and Narcissa sat outside the door without speaking.Narcissa was a little anxious, looking in the direction of the door from time to time, and then turned her head back, but Lucius was thinking about something and kept silent.

Feiwenruite walked over: "How is it now?" He asked impatiently, looking very anxious.

"It's okay, we've been making good preparations, it's almost over, wait a minute," Narcissa comforted him.

Lucius nodded to him: "Have you already discussed the name of the child?"

Fei Wenrui nodded: "Well, it depends on whether it's a boy or a girl. If it's a girl, it's called Andromedae, and if it's a boy, it's called Scorpius." He was still very anxious, but he tried his best to suppress it. Now standing here in the name of the Minister of Magic and the Malfoy family, of course it can't ruin Draco's image, can it?Being a Malfoy.

After an unknown amount of time, Draco was pushed out from the other side of the door, followed by a newborn baby with wrinkled skin and eyes that couldn't be opened yet held in the arms of a nurse.

"Congratulations, Mr. Malfoy, old Mr. Malfoy and his wife, the father and son are safe, and the child is a healthy boy." He announced the good news with a smile, and signaled the young nurse following to hand over the child to Feiwenruite.

Feiwenruite clumsily took over the limp-looking baby who was still red all over, trying not to hurt him or make him uncomfortable, the baby's skin hasn't opened yet, and it's still hard to see now. I can't tell what he looks like, I just feel crumpled.But as a father, he still intuitively believes that his child is the most beautiful!

He opened his mouth in satisfaction, ignoring whether this expression would be seen by some good people, he just felt that he wanted to have a good laugh: "Scorpius, oh, my little scor"

Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see Draco glaring hard in his direction.Well, this must be an illusion!