This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Lucius returned to Malfoy Manor near midnight.

Draco and Narcissa were awake, waiting for him to come home quietly.

"Don't show such an expression, it's not a serious matter."

Narcissa stepped forward and untied his robe.

Her son was still there, she could understand.

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see our family's contribution to the Ministry of Magic. Neither Fudge nor Dumbledore can influence our family."

Lucius put away the snake-head cane, "Draco, there are only a few days left in the holiday, right?"

"Dad, there are still four days."

He sat down casually, "Rest early tonight, and mom and dad will take you to Diagon Alley early tomorrow morning."

As elegant and calm as ever, the omnipotent dad in his mind is back.

Draco jumped off the sofa excitedly, "Dad, I want a Nimbus 2002!"

The performance of the first generation Alpha of the Sweep Company was too excellent, forcing the Nimbus Company to release the next generation of flying brooms in advance.

Although the performance is the same and the price is almost the same, it is still not as good as the customized one.

Lucius barely thought about it, "Of course I'd buy the best. Dad will customize an Alpha with the best performance for you tomorrow."

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The Gryffindor team all produced it, and there have been rumors that Vincent holds a lot of shares.

Customizing an Alpha first generation is equivalent to aiding the enemy.

"Draco, do you want to win?"

"Yes, I do, all the time!"

Lucius reached out and stroked Draco's neatly combed soft golden hair.

"For the honor of victory, any means are allowed.

Even if it's just for 1 second, an advantage is always an advantage.

The data of the rogue rabbit is on the table. Not to mention Draco, even the Quidditch teams of various countries are jealous.

Since they are all from the Sweep Company, you can make a more powerful one by spending some gold Galleons.

"Dad, I want to ride a new broom and defeat Wayne, Potter and Weiss!"

"Okay!" Lucius slapped Draco's shoulders with both hands.

"We are members of the Malfoy family. We must hold our heads high at all times."

Draco nodded as if he understood.

It's not just a simple defeat, but also using the opponent's equipment to defeat.

Fair?

The world is not fair.

"Dad, I'll go back to my room to rest first."

"Go ahead. "Lucius watched his son's back disappear little by little.

He stopped waving his right hand.

Narcissa took his hand and sat on the sofa, "Is the newspaper from the small island country real?"

"I have confirmed it with Fudge."

Lucius's hands were shaking subconsciously, "He was living in Quirinus Quirrell in a soul-like state two years ago.

I am afraid that his purpose in wanting the Philosopher's Stone is to revive his original body.

"Is there any evidence?"

"The diary has a powerful magic arranged by him personally, and the Gryffindor sword alone cannot destroy it."

Narcissa was shocked and opened her mouth slightly.

If it could be destroyed, Lucius would have destroyed the diary long ago.

"Unforgivable Curse?"

"Yes, and it was his Killing Curse."

The absorption characteristics of the Gryffindor sword are not a secret, and the ancient pure-blood families all know it.

"This..." Narcissa shook her head and held his still shaking hands tightly.

"Even if it is really him, he has to revive his body first if he wants to come back."

"After going to Diagon Alley tomorrow, let's go to Azkaban together." Lucius stopped shaking.

"Your sister owns most of the wealth of the Strange and Black families. As long as we can convince her to let us manage it, I can speed up the layout of the wizard cards."

No one can refuse the golden Galleons.

Golden Galleons are offered to harvest wizards all over the world, even Voldemort is no exception.

"What about the Ministry of Magic?" Narcissa was about to overflow.

"Donate part of it, and invest the rest anonymously in other places."

Walking on the tightrope and betting on both sides have always been two traditions of the Malfoy family.

The greater the risk, the greater the return.

When an uncertain situation arises, keep a hand on both sides.

"What are you going to invest in?"

Fudge's real face is so ugly that he can't bet half of it.

Dumbledore is a tough guy who is not easily fooled. He has almost no flaws, and the relationship has always been very tense.

Harry is too young, and it is too difficult to take advantage of him.

After thinking about it, there is no suitable one.

Wait!

Since the origin is removed, there is still one.

It’s a pity that he is extremely disgusted with the Malfoy family, or pure-blood supremacy, otherwise...

"Awagaya family!"

Narcissa knew what Awagaya family suddenly popped out of Lucius's mouth.

Why invest in this group of people who came across the ocean to beg for food?

"Wayne, Vincent Wayne."

Not only Awagaya family, but also Wizard Card.

If the Malfoy family lends a hand to him when Gwent fails completely and Wayne Enterprises is on the verge of bankruptcy...

Although the role it can play is small, at least it can leave a way out for the future.

The matter has been defined over there, and Fudge wants to deny that it will cause international problems.

Escaped from the remnants of the Death Eaters, and also won medals from both Britain and the United States. In half a year, he will be the youth representative of the British Wizengamot.

What he said could not be more effective than Fudge and Dumbledore, but at least it could reduce the suspicion of the Malfoy family.

Narcissa thought carefully and found that this method was the best.

"If things go well--" Lucius pondered for a moment,

"If it goes well, even if that person resurrects and comes back, we can remain neutral on both sides."

At that time, he can make the final choice according to the situation.

It is still difficult to see who has a greater chance of winning.

...

...

After dawn.

The atmosphere in the Ashiya family, which had been depressed for a whole day, finally returned to normal.

However, the smile on Meihui's face was still a little forced.

She chose the wrong person and made a wrong judgment.

Breakfast had just ended when a servant came over with a cowhide envelope.

There was a fire dragon on each side of the badge on the front, and a big letter "m" in the middle.

"It's the Malfoy family."

Takuma looked at Meihui and handed the letter over.

She pushed it back, "I'm no longer the manager of the Ashiya family. This matter should be handled by you."

The three siblings left very tactfully.

Takuma read it with her.

How can I describe the content? It's very weird.

The arrogant Malfoy family actually wants to sell wizard cards to the Ashiya family at cost price?

The deadline is half a year, and no matter how much money is earned, there is no need to share the profit?

"Their target is Gwent." Takuma put down the leather letter paper.

Of course she knew it.

But the key is at this time point, when the children just came back.

"Meihui, you should have heard of the Death Eaters, right?"

Of course, they took the blame for her.

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