Chapter 231 Malfoy and Weasley
Chapter 231 Malfoy and Weasley
Chapter 231 Malfoy and Weasley
Draco Malfoy returned home.
Before he even entered the house, his father stopped him on the lawn of the manor.
"Narcissa, go back inside first. I have something to say to Draco."
As an innocent Black, a shrewd pure-blood wizard, and a mother who loves her son, Narcissa is delighted that Draco and Lane are getting along well.
However, as a wife, she was very worried about whether her husband and son would have any conflicts.
She said, "Lucius—"
"Don't worry, Narcissa, I just want to talk to Draco," Lucius said firmly, leaning on his cane. The father and son stared at each other in silence.
Narcissa had no choice but to leave, and the rest of the conversation was left to Malfoy.
Draco was the first to break the silence: "I did the right thing, Father."
"reason?"
"Purity prevails forever." Draco quoted the Malfoy family motto: "I think the key is in the latter part—perpetual victory. We need to be victorious forever."
He met his father's gaze: "Just like when you chose to join the Death Eaters. No, the path I've chosen is far brighter and more glorious than that choice! Because your choice back then was not a victory; you failed!"
It's fortunate that Narcissa had already left, otherwise she might have gone crazy if she heard her son speak to her husband like that.
Moreover, "joining the Death Eaters" has long been a taboo topic in the wizarding world.
Especially after Voldemort was captured by Hogwarts, this topic once again became a subject of widespread condemnation.
The current situation, where everyone is against them, is different from the past. Back then, they had Voldemort protecting them, so everyone wanted to kill them, but no one could break them. Now, Voldemort is gone, and if word gets out, even the accumulated wealth of the Malfoy family over generations wouldn't be enough to overcome them.
But Lucius was not flustered at all. He was now a special advisor to the Ministry of Magic, the universally admired Lord Malfoy, so it was impossible for the remnants of Voldemort's gang to target him.
"I understand." Faced with his son's blunt words, Lucius, who was considered a loser, did not offer any words of disapproval or support.
He simply said he understood.
As Narcissa anxiously waited in the living room, she finally saw her husband and son chatting and laughing as Yanyan walked in from outside. The two were sharing some happy memories from their school days, with Malfoy speaking first and Lucius adding to the conversation.
Lucius would sometimes mention his own school days, and the conversations between father and son were harmonious and heartwarming.
It was as if nothing had ever happened.
But all three people in the family knew that everything had already happened.
Harry received a great welcome upon arriving at the Burrow. He saw many Weasleys, a room full of red hair that made him dizzy.
Ron's youngest sister screamed when she saw him and ran back upstairs.
Arthur and Molly also warmly welcomed Harry's arrival.
Harry felt the warmth of home, a feeling he had never experienced at his aunt's house in over a decade.
"Many wizarding families wanted to adopt you back then, but Mr. Dumbledore always disagreed. He said you would only be safe if you lived with your family." Arthur and Harry whispered to each other before dinner.
"That's right. Senior Ryan told me that I have a spell cast by the headmaster on me, and as long as my family is around, Voldemort can't hurt me."
As Harry spoke, he felt the connection between himself and Voldemort, who was imprisoned and used as a device, and powerful magic flowed continuously through the connection.
The earth-shattering changes of the past year were beyond his imagination. It was as if the very force that had kept him afloat for over a decade, living like a stray dog, had one day transformed into a weapon to protect him!
Arthur nodded repeatedly: "I heard Ryan also started a club at school? It's quite famous."
In fact, it's not just famous; the Adventurers' Club at Hogwarts is an internationally renowned organization, and the foreign affairs departments of various countries always include information about the Adventurers' Club in their main sections.
Harry immediately became interested and started talking at length about the club's gathering.
George and Fred, dressed in designer brands and exuding the air of successful people, casually flaunted the dragon egg-sized gemstones they wore.
Meanwhile, Prefect Percy casually mentioned his friendships with a number of high-ranking officials in the Ministry of Magic, including Larvin, who spoke highly of him.
Old Arthur was overjoyed, slapping the table and exclaiming, "I, Arthur, have worked diligently for half my life, never imagining I would have so many children and such good fortune! It's all thanks to my capable son!"
"I want to join too!" Little Ginny jumped onto the stool, still too scared to look at Harry Potter.
A joyful atmosphere permeated the humble dwelling.
After dinner, Ron, who shared a room with the ghouls on the floor above and below, pulled Harry aside and asked, "About joining the Adventurers' Club—, Senior Ryan—"
"Don't worry, your senior said you've just been misled. He won't reject anyone who's eligible to join the club because of that. The premise is that you're really confident you can pass the assessment."
Harry once asked Lane about whether Ron could join the Adventurers' Club. Lane's answer was that there was only one requirement for joining the Adventurers' Club: to pass an assessment that one must be creative enough and have the talent to apply knowledge innovatively or to promote the development of cutting-edge magic.
If you don't have that talent, then you'll have to rely on special admissions. For example, there are those like Percy who are destined to play a role in the political arena, or Harry Potter who is born with a cheat code, or Hermione who reads a lot of books as soon as she enters school and will obviously become a walking encyclopedia in the future.
Ron smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, Harry. I didn't get away with being bewitched by Voldemort for nothing. I have a brilliant idea that I've been brewing for a whole year, and I'm sure I can pass the Adventurers' Club's test."
"???"
Harry wasn't so sure, because Ron didn't seem to possess the creative ability to envision the future: "What's your idea?"
"When I was under Voldemort's influence, I saw some magic models. I didn't have any ideas at first, but when George and Fred were showing off 'The School Killer' in front of me, I suddenly had an idea."
Ron pulled the Wizard's Chess set from his pocket: "This is it!"
Harry's little face showed utter bewilderment: "We're the Adventurers' Club, not the Wizards' Chess Club—"
Ryan was naturally unaware of the incident that had occurred at the home of a member of the Adventurers' Club.
After being thrown out of the headmaster's office by Dumbledore, he was surprised to find Penelope at school on his way to the infirmary instead of going home: "Why didn't you go home?"
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