[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

"What did you say!" Ron was the first to stand up excitedly. His voice was so loud that William frowned unconsciously. He glanced at him lightly. Calm down, sit down silently, but still stare fiercely at Draco.

Draco was still calm, as if what he just said was just a very common sentence, and it was completely unworthy of being so angry.He smiled and continued: "William and I rescued a vampire from Moriarty, Denis Bartolomé. Probably because we wanted to follow William to improve his status in the vampire world, and his body recovered. After that, he did not choose to leave, but stayed and became the Muggle spokesperson of the Malfoy family. I made him the chairman of the Merlin Group to run the company, but the company's shares still belong to our Slytherin family. "

"Malfoy, Zabini, Flint." Hermione said these names almost word by word.

Draco shook his head: "This is the beginning, and now there are more than three major families."

Speaking of which, no one can understand why he suddenly told the story.Draco was just telling them, in a very patient way, that the Ministry's calculations had been wrong.They are all focused on suppressing Slytherin, and they are still supporting Slytherin wholeheartedly. It is a waste of time.

No, it cannot be said that the work is completely in vain.They reduced the interests of all the aristocratic families, so that the once neutral Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff families had the intention of favoring Slytherin and cooperating for survival.It also allowed the Merlin Group to get involved in enough industries step by step, from Diagon Alley to the Arctic Circle, there are traces of the Merlin Group everywhere.It invaded the territory as quickly as a virus, and this rapidity was all due to the acquiescence and even assistance of the Ministry of Magic.

On the surface, the Slytherins were traumatized, but in fact they made up for what they lost, and gained more benefits with the support of the Ministry of Magic.The only ones who were really hit were those Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs who were also kept in the dark.

"Mr. Malfoy, the prodigal son, has deceived the entire British wizarding world!" Ginny said coldly, "Do you think British wizards will still think you are a good person after they find out?"

Draco couldn't help laughing, and looked at Ginny tolerantly: "Mrs. Potter is still so naive. Don't say anything about being played around and hurting the face of the Ministry of Magic."

"you……"

"Ginny," Hermione whispered.Ginny's eyes were full of unwillingness, but she still obeyed her warning and did not continue talking.

Draco didn't care how aggrieved his old enemies felt at the moment, he rearranged the contract that Harry had just casually thrown on the table, and pushed it in front of the few people opposite him: "Today's peace is hard-won, I don't want to lose it at all. What do you think?" His blue-gray eyes looked deeply at Harry, and it was not difficult to see that he didn't mind mobilizing all the power he could to put the newly restored British wizarding world in a bind again.But this time it's not a waste of time, but controlled by others.

"You poisonous snake." Ron almost squeezed the words through his teeth. If William hadn't been watching, he would have been unable to resist.William's original black magic was so impressive that he had selectively forgotten how Draco and Kaiser Schiller were tied, and even faintly overwhelmed, during the trip to Norway.

It is probably impossible for several Gryffindors to make a decision in a short period of time, and they have no right to sign this contract on the spot.Draco stood up, tapped the snake-headed staff lightly on the ground, and nodded politely to Harry: "I'm not in a hurry, you have time to think about it. But don't make me wait too long." He turned around as he spoke, and William had already He opened the door of the office, and the two walked through the corridor quietly as when they came, as if they were just here to deal with a trivial matter.When passing by the hall, the wizards were talking about the smuggler's staff that the Malfoy family saw the light of day, but no one thought that Draco had just met Minister Potter and left him a long-prepared gift.

Draco walked to the fireplace area and glanced back at the new Ministry of Magic hall before leaving.The grandeur of the past has been completely restored here, the dome is high and bright, the marble floor is smooth and dust-free, and the newly clothed magic circle is two levels higher than before.

Most of this is due to Denis, so why not ask for it.

William looked down at the way he looked back, and said in a low voice: "If you want to come back, take over Lucius' previous position..."

"No." Draco shook his head, walked towards the fireplace and grabbed a handful of Floo powder: "I'm a kind-hearted Malfoy who has no desire for power, why would I want to enter the Ministry of Magic, and the matter of returning to the Ministry of Magic should be left to the heir Bar."

heir?William froze for a moment, and just about to ask, Draco had already stepped into the fireplace with one foot.In a rare flash of thought, William grabbed Draco's arm and stepped forward to wrap his arms around his waist. The two of them fell into the fireplace together and fell on the soft carpet of Malfoy Manor.

"You're crazy!" Draco lay in William's arms, glaring at him angrily.

"What did you just say? The heir?" William asked with a blank face, ignoring Draco's accusation, lying on his back on the ground, maintaining a posture of protecting Draco.

Draco took a deep breath, sat up and looked down at William: "Yes, the heir."

William looked at him even more blankly.

Draco took out a piece of crumpled parchment from the dragon leather pocket he carried with him and slapped it on William's face: "This is the wizard's fertility potion, the ancestral prescription of the Malfoy family." He raised his chin with an arrogant expression After finishing speaking, he coughed uncomfortably to hide his burning face: "Actually, most of the aristocratic families have this kind of thing, which family can't meet a few heirs with different hobbies, right? ...Hey! Schiller's must have one too!"

"……I have no idea."

"what?"

"I'm not the heir to the Schiller family, and you won't tell me this kind of thing."

Draco raised an eyebrow: "So, you didn't even know we could have kids?"

William picked up the parchment and read it carefully from beginning to end, engraving every word on it in his mind.He was lying on the ground, looking sideways at Draco: "I thought we had Hope."

Draco patted his forehead again: "Don't even think about it! The heir to the Malfoy family can't be half vampire, half werewolf."

William looked at him sideways, laughed suddenly, got up abruptly, picked up Draco and walked upstairs.

"Hey! What's the matter!"

"I have to work hard for our heir."

"Then you should study that prescription first!"

……

Three months later.

Malfoy Manor.

An owl from the Ministry of Magic landed steadily in the hall of the manor, and the contract that was left in front of Harry was signed and sealed, and returned to Draco's hands.However, the current Patriarch Malfoy has no intention of compromising with the Ministry of Magic.

Wrapped in a blanket, Draco lay listlessly in the bedroom, facing the questioning of his friends.

Blaise looked struck by lightning: "Are you pregnant?"

"Yes, I'm pregnant."

Marcus, who had been running the Quidditch team wholeheartedly, almost screamed, "Merlin! How could you be pregnant!"

"Don't tell me, your family doesn't have a damn prescription."

Deni stared at Draco's still flat stomach: "God, the creative ability of wizards is really scary."

"Thanks for the compliment, I hope you realize that the wizard's creative ability is better elsewhere."

Baby Sherlock squeezed the medicine bottle in his hand, and spent [-] minutes to restrain himself, not to look too excitedly on Draco: "I never thought that the magic world is so...exciting." Watson Standing beside him, with his mouth open, has completely lost his ability to speak.Maybe it was because his appearance was too funny, Sherlock felt the need to comfort him when he was excited, so he leaned into his ear and whispered, "We don't need this."

"What!" Watson turned his head to stare at him in horror. Sherlock touched his nose and whispered, "We don't need any heirs."

The door of the bedroom opened silently, and William walked in with a cup of steaming potion. The magic power passed through the crowd, making them unconsciously step back a few steps, leaving room around the bed.Draco raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at the door, and sure enough, he saw William, and a cup of potion was delivered to his lips quickly.

Draco squinted his eyes and looked at him, finally defeated by the faint strawberry fragrance of the potion, obediently took the cup and drank it down.

The two of them looked at each other, completely forgetting that there were many other guests in the room looking at them.Blaise sighed, accepted his fate and assumed the responsibility of being a close friend, and quietly led everyone out of the room.

There were only William and Draco left in the bedroom. William gently covered Draco's abdomen with one hand, and the warm magic power gradually entered Draco's body, echoing with the little life that was already forming in his body. Draco couldn't help sighing at the comfort of sinking into warm water.

"Draco." William lowered his head to his partner's ear and whispered softly.

"Ok?"

The powerful black wizard raised the corners of his mouth in this soft nasal voice, showing a gentle smile: "I am very lucky to have met you."

Draco laughed too, wrapping his arms around William's neck and kissing his lips.

For him, the bad encounter in London's underground world many years ago was the greatest luck in his life.