The happiness of HP

Draco knew that now 12 years after the war, most Slytherins were still not forgiven by the British wizarding community.Perhaps, as Harry said, it was Slytherin itself.However, Draco also had his own opinion - nobles and commoners could not find a common balance point.It is also one of the main reasons for the problem that it is difficult to build trust between each other under a certain amount of hatred and deliberate arrangement by some people.

From Draco's point of view, it would be great if Harry would stay and teach at Hogwarts as the godfather revealed.Of course, it would be best to be the dean of Slytherin House. In this way, Slytherin students would not be bullied in front of Gryffindor.After the war, Draco was interested in taking over the Hogwarts teaching position, when Professor Slughorn needed an assistant.However, after a conversation with Severus, he gave up the job and joined the Ministry of Magic as a Hogwarts trustee.

Draco knew that Severus' consideration was correct, and he was extremely grateful to his father for finding him such a wise godfather, although the aesthetics were a bit too much for Malfoy to compliment.Thinking that his son might be begging for seven years of life under the hands of the enemy, Draco could only feel bitterness in his mouth.However, looking at the achievements and demeanor of that person today, it has to be said that he is indeed worthy of being a Slytherin mentor.

"Draco, why are you in a daze alone?" At this moment, a familiar slightly provocative tone sounded in his ear, which brought Draco back to his senses.

"Brace, what are you doing here instead of staying with your lioness?" Draco turned his head and saw that it was the black-skinned boy who grew up with him, so his tone became casual.

"Take a breath..." Blaise said, God knows those old guys came in twos and threes to clamor to punish the perpetrators severely, "ah, those potions masters are really popular."

"Brace, I don't think you have listened to the principal's Potions class, have you? Shall I tell the godfather to let you go back and study for a while?" Draco suddenly became bitter when he saw his friend's face. Few of the Slytherins of this generation are not afraid of Severus, "Those old fellows are all terrified of their lives, potions master... not one of them dares to flatter them, only Aeschylus A half-hearted dare to do that kind of thing."

"That's right, but shouldn't I also curry favor with a potion master? Draco, do you want to come together?" Blaise thought for a while before saying.

Draco looked indifferent, and calmly said something that drove Blaise crazy: "Dear Blaise, my dear friend, I think you seem to have forgotten that my godfather and his Your partner is the protagonist of the Ambucia auction tonight."

"You... you... actually agreed?!" Blaise couldn't believe it, "Oh my god, really... I thought you would be more difficult to deal with than Min!"

"Oh, of course, I'm a Malfoy." Draco raised his chin slightly, just like the proud Slytherin prince back then, and said, "Besides, at the moment when Aeschylus is about to come to an end, the status of that It’s just going to raise all boats.”

"What do you mean?!" Blaise yelled.

"Don't be so surprised, it would make me think you really need to re-learn the Slytherin Conduct," Draco said.

"Oh, Merlin! When did you become like this? Does your Pansy know?" Blaise looked horrified.

"She's happy with that." Draco wasn't at all afraid of what Blaise would say to Pansy.

Many people say that the students of Slytherin House are arrogant and indifferent, but those who really understand them will understand the warmth beneath the arrogance and indifference.It makes people fascinated and ecstatic.

"I'm not joking with you, I'm serious, what did you know from the dean?" Blaise said, "Is the 'that' you are talking about the dean or the savior?"

"What do you think? In my eyes, there is not much difference between the two of them." Draco simply went to the wine cabinet and poured a glass of wine, "Do you want some?"

"Okay. Oh, Merlin, have you really accepted them?" This seemed unbelievable to Blaise.

"Is it useful not to accept it? The godfather will consider my feelings? Or if I don't accept it, the two children will disappear? Or, if I don't accept it, the godfather will love Potter less? Stop joking, Blaise, godfather And Potter, which one can we convince?" Draco handed a glass of wine to Blaise, "My mother said that children are the crystallization of love. Look at the upbringing and knowledge of the twins, and You can see how much Potter loves his godfather because of his care for those two children. What can I say after all this? I always think your lioness and other people's views on this issue are a bit strange... ..."

"How?" Blaise took a sip of his wine.

"The reason why they believe that Mr. Potter and the godfather will not be happy is nothing more than Slytherin and Gryffindor's historical problems and inappropriate personalities, or the age difference is too large and there is no common language. But, Blaise, You have also seen that, leaving aside the first question, Mr. Potter's character and demeanor are no less than that of any nobleman. Moreover, his academic attainments are few in the magic world who can speak the same language as him. And my godfather is just one of them. As for the age, with the help of the soul mate contract, the two of them have already balanced the age difference. Didn’t you find that the godfather’s state is in sync with Potter’s? And, do you think it’s better than Compared with the godfather who taught steadily at school, is it more dangerous for Potter to go on adventures from time to time?" Draco's words made Blaise have to admit, "In terms of family background, the combination between them is also in line with Slytherin Interested. The combination of Lord Potter and Lord Prince, who have the right to inherit Black, would definitely be the most suitable couple in the aristocratic circle if it weren't for the current situation, wouldn't it?"

Indeed, Blaise secretly thought about it, isn't that what it is?Well, in this regard, should Draco be worthy of being Malfoy?What's more, I know whether love is hot or cold, and what others say may not be suitable for me. About Potter and the dean, I should persuade Min more.

"By the way, Aeschylus..." Blaise was about to say something when he heard the door being pushed open——

"Boolean, Draco, why do you still have the time to taste wine here?!" Hermione rushed into the office of the director of the Department of Magical Education anxiously, and immediately shouted when she saw her husband and Draco enjoying a leisurely wine tasting. up.

"What happened? Mrs. Zabini was allowed to visit my humble office." Draco watched with interest his old friend's inconspicuous movement of shrinking his neck.This Bryce is really interesting. Since childhood, this guy has been a black butterfly walking among thousands of flowers, but he didn't expect to fall into the hands of this lioness.If Draco had believed this scene 20 years ago, he probably could have directly judged that he was dreaming or in some danger.

"Oh, Merlin. Just now Ginny reported Seamus's first interrogation report to me, and Aeschylus actually raised some private soldiers!" Hermione sat down, the surprise on her face still lingering.

"What's the matter? Min, you're making a fuss." Brace said with a smile, "Didn't you also see the private army of the Zabini family? Not only that, some old families have their own private army."

"That's not the problem, as you said, it's an old family. Aeschylus has such a private army only a dozen years after he came to power. How much has he corrupted?!" Hermione said angrily, "And, Seamus also confessed Aeschylus used some banned drugs to make the retired Auror betray him." This is what Hermione can't forgive.

"It's not that you don't know, the old man has always loved money. The question now is how much Seamus knows about the old man, and we must find a few elders who play a decisive role in the Wizengamo and let them come forward." Said Brace, who has a keen sense of politics.

"This can be said to be a moderate scandal. I think the old man must be brought down once. Otherwise, if he fights back, we will all be finished." Draco said.

"Well, I'll let Ginny take a closer look. Besides, Draco, you'd better go with me. There are a few potion bottles found over there. We don't know what they are. You'd better go and have a look. Ginny said she had a gut feeling that those vials would be the key to the case, and I thought so too," Hermione said, walking towards the fireplace with Blaise.

"Happy to help you, Minister." Draco immediately followed.

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Nottingham, Agnes Manor

"Grandpa, are you going out?" Bivis walked into the room but was a little surprised that Grandpa was putting on the formal uniform of Elder Wisengama and was adjusting the cuffs at this time.

"Yes, I want to go out. The Minister of Magic invited me to discuss something." Hopkinson said, "I heard that there was a big accident at the meeting this afternoon. You came to see me at this time, what's the matter?" ?”

"Grandpa, that's what I'm going to talk about." Bivis said, "A group of desperadoes broke into the meeting this afternoon, and it was everyone who took the initiative to drive them back."

"Oh, so. Did you find out who it was?" Hopkinson asked.

"No, the news has been tightly blocked. If Larit hadn't come back from the scene and secretly told me, I wouldn't have known about it." Bivis said, "Grandpa, I think it was the instruction of the Iger family."

"Did Larry say who did it?" Hopkinson knew that his grandson's guess was correct, and with the cleverness of the Iger family, he should not reveal half of the news.

"Seamus Finnigan." The corners of Bivis' mouth curled up slightly, a bit cynical.

Hopkinson looked at his grandson, and was taken aback for a moment, not knowing whether it was because of the news he had just heard, or because of the meaning in his grandson's smile.Afterwards, he pondered for a while, then walked towards the fireplace with strides, like an old marshal rushing to the battlefield, and said with great vigor: "Is this the opportunity that the Lord said? It really is..."

Bivis watched his grandfather leave with the fire in the fireplace, slowly put away his smile, and said to a portrait on the wall: "Close the manor and enable wartime protection."

Sensing the changes in the Anginis Manor, Bivis looked solemn. He knew that any family with Wizengamo seats who already knew about it would choose to do so for the sake of the upcoming political storm.

Politics is war without bloodshed.