This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

Draco Malfoy, third year student at Hogwarts.

A student of Slytherin House with a pure bloodline and a powerful family. He is the master of his own house in this grade and is destined to be the future prefect.

Donate to the entire academy team to gain Seeker status - in theory every wizard should be the envy of it.

But now, he's a little broken.

This was simply the worst day of his life.

In the morning, the owl that routinely brought him home-made desserts included a letter in the package.

In the letter, his father, the school director and a frequent visitor to the Minister of Magic, wrote a rare long letter to him.

The whole article was tender as never before, but at the end of the letter, a question appeared that he had never considered.

[You are going to be a brother, what kind of name do you think is suitable for him? 】

The words struck him like a bolt of lightning.

After a moment of dizziness, he accepted this fact and was happy about it - although he always mocked the Weasley family for having too many children to raise, it seemed good to have a younger brother who needed to be taken care of.

Teach him to speak, read, walk, play Quidditch, proudly declare himself an official member of the college Quidditch team, and then show off his superb flying skills.

You can even send him to Hogwarts and tell him that you were a prefect or something!

Just like Percy, the Weasley boy, looks at his stupid brother, he can do that too!

No, he can definitely do better than that!

At least when he was eating breakfast, he really thought so and planned to do so in the future.

However, the first blow after breakfast came from his two lackeys.

"I'm going to be a brother," he said in a low voice.

"elder brother?"

Crabbe was stunned for a moment, "You mean, someone in your family wants to divide the property with you?"

"Just like the Weasley family, there are too many children, each of them only has a little, and then they become a pauper. They have to wear old robes to go to school and can't afford snacks?"

Gall happily lasted.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Goyle? My family has so much money that we can't spend it all. The Weasley family's coffers don't even have as much pocket money as I do!"

He was a little angry.

"By the way, there is also pocket money, which will also be divided."

"Don't say those weird stupid things. I have already started studying magical creatures. I am getting together with those messy animals in order to take over the breeding farm at home in the future. As I told you, my father told me to understand this, no. Go and learn some crap like divination or runes, and only if you understand enough can you take over the family business in the future.”

Draco was a little angry - he was now studying to take over the family business.

The road to the future has been paved. He is studying now and does not even need to take exams. He will be a prefect in the fifth grade, and then take the OWLs exam to get a few certificates, such as herbal potions and magical creatures. After all, his family has related industries.

After that, he can take turns as an intern in his family's industry. When he understands it well enough, he can gradually take over the family business, take over the position of Hogwarts School Director, and become as good a person as his father.

He is different from the poor guys in the Weasley family, he has a bright future!

"But the breeding farm may also belong to your brother. Don't forget Rick's family."

The passing seniors blinked and took pleasure in it.

The family fortune was almost equally divided between the two children of Rick's family. Little Rick, who graduated last year, was smiling very happily.

"And the Black family, your mother's family."

The other person watched the excitement and didn't mind the big deal. His family was also a pure-blood and he knew what was going on in the Malfoy family.

Not to mention the Black family.

When Sirius Black was alive, he was kicked out of the house and had to go to Gryffindor. Not only that, the inheritance rights of the family and even his name were lost, and all were given to his brother Regulus.

If Regulus hadn't died somewhere, Sirius wouldn't be able to inherit the Black family's things even if he left Azkaban.

In this way, the school director position that has been passed down from generation to generation in the family has not been settled yet - a person who is a professor in a school cannot inherit it, and it is estimated that his children will inherit it.

Everyone is a Slytherin, and they are very familiar with the inheritance. These things are clear to pure-blood families, let alone Malfoy, who has an extremely close blood relationship with the Black family.

"Mom wouldn't do that!"

He shouted angrily at the person before him.

"But your mother can't make all the decisions. You are the son, and so is the one behind - besides, it seems that your father is planning to ask Professor Snape to be your brother's godfather. This is a big deal."

"Think of the best!"

Another person also spoke, "After all, it is the Malfoy family. Maybe your father will invite Dumbledore. Wow, Dumbledore's godson, then you will be even worse. You have to be careful when he grows up. Not being kicked out of the house.”

"He won't!"

"That's not sure. It's possible that the savior should be the godfather. After all, he is so famous and he is absolutely correct."

The senior next to him had an expression that was not afraid of trouble, "That's from the Potter family, and he's also the savior. Although he's tainted with Gryffindor, he's still barely good enough. If your father lets your brother recognize Potter as his godfather, , that's also possible - what will you call Potter then, uncle?"

"Are you afraid?"

Draco calmed down and stared at the senior students - thanks to his family background, he was not very afraid of seniors.

"Are you worried that a younger brother will appear in your family? And then they will really drive you out?"

He looked at those people with sarcasm, "He is my younger brother, from the noble Malfoy family."

The others did not speak - yes, they were really scared.

The Malfoy family is rich and powerful, they are not that rich, but they really may have a younger brother - Merlin's beard, this is not just the Malfoy family, several families also have it, but not as eye-catching as the Malfoy family!

Draco himself got tangled after driving away those unfriendly eyes.

He knew that those people were exaggerating and outrageous, just to intimidate him and make him afraid.

But he was really afraid - because his mother's family did this!

And his own family had no reference value, his father was an only child, this kind of thing, this kind of thing, let alone how to deal with it, he had never thought it would happen!

At noon, he rarely went to the cafeteria, choosing to eat snacks at home while thinking about this matter.

But - the loving snacks, the snacks of his mother, were a little lighter than usual.

'Did I complain about too much sugar last time? Or was I careless this time? '

He didn't know, and couldn't think deeply.

And this emotion reached its peak in the magical creatures class - originally, this course was chosen to inherit the family business, now, now...

Draco Malfoy - began to experience the darkest day of his life so far.