The little life of a platinum darling

Little Scopes held a long sword longer than his height, and looked at his father seriously with pursed lips. The expression on his face changed from the grievance, sadness and unwillingness at the beginning to the present firm and stubborn.

Father said Scopes was a sensible boy!Scopes will become the head of the Malfoy family in the future. Grandpa said that Scopes will inherit his mantle and become No.1 in the wizarding world.So Dad said that as much power as you have, you should take as much responsibility, so Scopes must make himself capable of being responsible for everything in his future!

Although Scopes still doesn't understand it very well, what his father said is right, and his father will not harm him!

"Hey!" The long sword in his hand stabbed forward according to the movements his father had taught him before.

"Oops!" The body of Scopes, who was carrying a long sword that was too long for a five-year-old child, fell forward involuntarily, lost his balance and fell to the ground.The knee slammed heavily on the floor of the practice room, making a "bang".

Almost immediately, Scopes' small face wrinkled in grievance, and large drops of water began to form in his sky blue eyes, but in the end he still didn't let the tears flow.He sniffed hard, forcing back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes.Scopes is a boy, and boys are not allowed to cry casually!Scopes is a Malfoy, and Malfoy must be strong in the face of any setbacks!

Draco on the opposite side watched Scopes fall to the ground, and at that moment he almost reflexively wanted to help him up and comfort him for a while.But he knew it was impossible. When he entered this practice room, he had to play the role of a good teacher. Scopes fell because he did not have a good grasp of his strength and balance. When he fell, he had to get up by himself.

So he restrained his steps to rush up, until he saw the little Scopes on the opposite side get up neatly from the floor and successfully stopped the tears, and the firm application like a little adult appeared on his face again, and he felt relieved. relax.

This child is much better than when he was young, he can almost foresee how brilliant the future of Scopes will be!

An afternoon passed slowly, and when the sun was about to sink, the training was finally over.

Draco put away the sword that was grasped by Scopes easily from behind him, looked at the child who was already out of breath but still trying to swing the sword at the target in front of him: "It's time for dinner Oh Sco."

"Is it over?" Scopes glanced at the sky outside the window and asked childishly.

Draco put down the sword in his hand, and stretched out his arms to hug the little Scopes, who was covered in sweat and flushed with cheeks: "Yes, let's go to rest now, and then we can have dinner."

Little Scopes tilted his head and thought for a while, then curled his lips and changed his expression without warning: "Father, Scopus hurts so much, Scopus fell down just now!" The aggrieved look looked at his father who loved him very much since he was a child.Moisture quickly gathered in the eyes and would fall down at any moment.

"Uh," the distress that had been suppressed before came out quickly from the bottom of my heart, Draco lovingly kissed little Scopes on the cheek, and at the same time hugged the child in his arms even tighter: "Scopus don't cry, It doesn't hurt, father rub it for you."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-of-the-knee-awareness-knee sad.

As long as the father has entered the practice room, he will feel like a different person, serious and serious.He didn't show any sympathy to him during training.Regardless of whether he is injured or tired, he is required to do all the training.But as soon as he leaves the training ground, his father is still the original father, he will feel sorry for him, feel sorry for him, and patiently let him act like a baby and cry.

"Father is bad! Father didn't even come to comfort Scopus!" Little Scopes continued to complain. Although he knew the reason why his father did this, he still couldn't help wanting to vent his grievances.

When he was injured in training for the first time, his father didn't run over immediately with a distressed face like he usually does, pick him up from the ground and give him the medicine for the first time.He sat there crying for a long time, unwilling to stand up no matter what.His father just stood aside and watched him cry until his eyes were swollen, until he finally realized that his father would not come to hug him, then he stood up reluctantly, watching his father unwilling to pick up the bag with aggrieved eyes. The sword that fell to the ground.

"Scopes, you are already five years old. From the day of your birthday, you will learn to be the heir of the Malfoy family. Stand up by yourself and hold your sword, just as you will hold your own firmly in the future." Like a magic wand! No one can stand by your side forever to help you, you have to be strong, and on your shoulders will be the entire Malfoy and even all the pure-blood families in the wizarding world! You must, learn to be strong!" He saw his father He picked up the sword on the ground and handed it to him: "I won't help you pick it up every time, next time, you have to pick it up yourself!"

Scopes was a Malfoy, and Scopes was the heir to the Malfoy family.So Scopes must learn to be strong!

One day Scopes will be as strong as his father, no, Scopes will be stronger than his father!

The flames in the fireplace suddenly turned green, and Feveret stepped out of the fireplace, and saw the big and small people here at a glance: "What's the matter? Why is Sko crying?" He walked quickly from Delaware Scopes frowned distressedly.

"I fell on my knee during training, and I was just going to get potions to deal with it." Draco explained briefly, with the usual gentleness in his eyes.He rubbed Scopes's little head that was stuck into Fevanret's chest, his short, soft, light-colored hair ran across his fingertips, and a warm feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart

Feverret just came back from Hogwarts' classes today. He is now the Potions Professor at Hogwarts, and it is indeed quite annoying to face those gangsters every day.But whenever I come home and see these familiar warm scenes, my mood will immediately improve after a busy day.

Draco's work is still very busy, but like every Malfoy, children are always the most important thing to them.They are happy to put down their work and put the most effort into cultivating an excellent offspring.

Fortunately, there is no emergency in the Ministry of Magic, and the usual work has been done with ease for so many years.An eerie peace had begun in the wizarding world now under Voldemort's rule.

On the one hand, people are afraid of the Dark Lord, but they are unwilling but have to obey this arbitrary and powerful ruler.On the other hand, people rely on Voldemort's rule to obtain a fairly satisfactory life now.

I don't know how long this calm and fragile situation will last, and maybe something will break it after a while.He still has to think about how to get the most benefit after the accident.

The most important consideration is whether the entire Death Eater group can be saved.From the present point of view, among the Death Eaters, Malfoy is obviously the biggest leader.Not only because of the blood relationship between the Malfoy family and the Lord, but also because of Malfoy's own strength and influence.If the Death Eaters can be kept, then Malfoy is a well-deserved No.1.

Or Voldemort was the victor in the event of an accident, even better.Voldemort had already announced Scopes as his heir when he was one year old, so in the end, Malfoy was always the winner.

But these have to be planned carefully, otherwise it will be bad if the gain outweighs the loss.

"Dad, Scopes is a good boy! Scopes is strong! Scopes didn't cry when he fell!" Draco heard the sound of children approaching from far and near and the footsteps of one big and one small, A smile appeared on his face.