HP's return to innocence

The Hogwarts Express stopped at platform nine and three-quarters, and the students got off the train one after another.

Hermione dragged Neville and squeezed back and forth in the crowd. The parents who surrounded her seemed to have grown into the same shape. Hermione was a little dizzy from being squeezed, and even suspected that she would not be able to recognize her parents even if she saw them. .So at this time, when it was discovered that there were still unusual existences here - such as "objects" that shone beautifully, Hermione's attention was naturally attracted to it.

She didn't leave because she saw clearly what the difference was and satisfied her curiosity.On the contrary, Hermione stopped in her tracks very simply, and shouted to Neville beside her with some joy: "Neville, that man, is that Draco's father?"

"Uh, I haven't seen him, but... it shouldn't be wrong."

The two children looked at the shiny platinum-blonde hair, and nodded inwardly at the same time.

"His father is really handsome, although my father is also quite handsome, but..."

Hermione never thought that her father was worse than anyone else, but when she put Mr. Granger and Mr. Malfoy together, she had to admit that, at least in terms of appearance and temperament, his father was indeed much worse. The elegance and nobility exuding from the bones of a true aristocrat - although a little arrogant - is not comparable to that of his father's gentle doctor.

"Hermione, are we leaving?"

"Let me look at it for a while, just for a while." Men like to look at beautiful women, women, even girls also like to look at beautiful men, but their minds are much more pure than men, they don't think wildly, they just appreciate it purely.

At this time, the handsome man who was noticed by Hermione suddenly changed from his serious and cold face just now, and a soft and mellow smile bloomed on his face...

"Ah!" There was a scream in her ear, and Hermione looked to the left suspiciously, there were several Ravenclaw seniors.There is also a bit of commotion on the right, which is a few Hufflepuff female classmates...

"Father, I'm back." Draco stood in front of Lucius, but his feet were unobtrusive, and he gently rolled on the ground twice - how much he wanted to jump into his father like other boys In his arms, but... Malfoy's norms, noble etiquette, and sometimes very annoying things.

Lucius nodded with a faint smile, maintaining his noble reserve as usual, but his eyes were a little depressed, and Lucius couldn't help but hold the snake stick tighter - how much he wanted to be like other parents , holding his son in his arms, rubbing his hair and back, but... Malfoy's norms, noble etiquette, sometimes really get in the way.

"Your clothes today..."

This was the first time Draco had seen his father in Muggle clothes, then or now - he would never have mistaken wizard and Muggle styles.A wizard's coat is mostly a cloak, or an ankle-length coat.This kind of coat that didn't reach the knees, with a belt and pockets, was definitely Muggle style.

Lucius raised his eyebrows, under his calm appearance, there was a tension that only he knew.Although he knew that he was still perfect, but... what if Xiaolong didn't like this style?

"I want to make a dress like this too, can I, father?" Draco Malfoy's real age is 37, no, he is already 38 years old. longing and yearning.

"Of course, my son." Lucius straightened his back even more...

The father and son, who had an unusually harmonious and beautiful atmosphere, walked out side by side.

Draco thought that Narcissa was waiting for them outside the crowd. His mother was obviously not used to this kind of crowding, so in the past, most of the people waiting outside were only his father, but he didn't see her: "Isn't Mom here?" No A child who expects his parents to surround him, but Draco is a little worried.

"It's too cold outside, she waited in the car."

"Cold?" It's not like a young wizard who can't use spells, would an adult wizard feel cold?Draco made more progress, "Mother is sick?"

"No." Lucius looked a little embarrassed and helpless, "You'll see him in a while."

Although he was at a loss, Draco didn't pursue the matter anymore, and walked out of the platform wall while talking with Lucius about some school affairs.

Looking at the backs of the two platinum nobles, one big and one small, when the sun shone on their platinum hair, the shining luster almost made Hermione mistakenly think that she saw the angel's halo, and the waist and legs of Big Malfoy , is simply the figure of the model on the runway, it is hard to imagine that the paunchy dads walking around behind him are the same age.

Hermione couldn't help sighing: "That pair of father and son standing together is so dazzling." Whether it's hair or waist...

"It's dazzling, but it's also eye-catching." A girl from an unknown college next to her replied.

Hermione nodded inwardly.

The last time, every time he went home on vacation, Drake was always accompanied by phantoms outside the platform. Although it felt uncomfortable, it was the tradition of wizards, and Drake could only continue with this tradition.

But this time, Lucius took him all the way to the underground car park at King's Cross Station, and...

Although Drake has never been very familiar with the models and trademarks of Muggle cars, he still knows the goddess with two wings on the front of the car.He felt that Muggle cars all looked the same, unlike broomsticks, each with its own characteristics.Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing now is that his father actually took him to the side of a car. Obviously, he meant that they were going home by car.

Draco looked at his father silently.

"This is Muggle transportation, very... interesting." Lucius thought that Draco didn't know this thing.

But obviously, Lucius misunderstood, Draco's silence was because he really wanted to ask his father - can you drive?

Since Dobby had already returned to Malfoy Manor with his luggage beforehand, now Draco just had to get in the car by himself - with trepidation.

The inside of the car looked much more spacious than the outside, in fact, Draco thought there was almost as much space inside as a Hogwarts Express box.And his mother, wearing a wine-red off-the-shoulder evening dress, sat in a corner of this "box", drinking champagne.

Otherwise, his father would say that his mother felt cold~

"My little dragon! Merlin, you've lost a lot of weight, and I know you're not used to the skills of Hogwarts elves."

"Actually, I just grew taller, mother." Draco puffed out his chest, and his chest felt warm because of his mother's care, but it was only for a moment, and the warmth disappeared immediately.

Because next, Narcissa put her chin on her hand and said with a embarrassed face: "That's even worse, what mom loves the most is your round face and small figure, that will make me feel like I have a son at the same time and a daughter, but my daughter is going to be gone." Narcissa said brightly and sadly...

"Sissy..." Lucius moaned.

"Well, it was just a little Christmas joke." Narcissa finally returned to normal. She leaned over and kissed Draco lightly on the forehead: "I miss you so much, my son."

Draco blushed a little, and printed a kiss on Narcissa's cheek: "I am also a mother."

After being sentimental, Draco found a very serious problem - the car... seems to have started, but his father is sitting opposite him, next to his mother, and is leisurely drinking the champagne handed over by his mother, So, who is driving?

"Father?"

"what?"

"Has the car started already?"

"Of course." Lucius nodded naturally, "You can take a look at the scenery outside the Muggle world, Draco, you can still pass some time." Platinum nobles will never say that the scenery in some places is very good of.

"So, who's driving?"

"Driving?" Lucius raised his head proudly, and Narcissa suddenly covered her mouth and laughed, and Draco swore that he saw his father's face blushing, "Driving is not something a wizard should do, let it do it by itself." Just go."

"..." So Draco had to admit that he was too "Muggle", and if the Weasleys could get out a Gryffindor car that finally went to freedom, why couldn't his father get out A Slytherin car with aristocratic elegance and dedicated service to its master.

However, on a sunny afternoon, Narcissa, who was drinking afternoon tea, happily told Drake the truth behind Lucius' back.

In fact... the platinum nobleman in the magic world, the current head of the Malfoy family, a rare man known for his elegance, handsomeness, shrewdness and cunning, once learned to drive a car after learning about such a Muggle item, but the result was miserable.

Lucius's grace, intelligence, and ease of use in everyday tasks were all lost when he learned to drive.

"He was as stiff as if he had been petrified, and as clumsy as if he had been bent over by a troll, and his expression..." Narcissa laughed in a not-so-noble manner at the time and burst into tears, "Merlin, my first The first time I knew it, he would grin his teeth."

So, after crashing three cars, Lucius resolutely stayed away from this non-Malfoy thing.

In short, the family sat in the car and returned to Malfoy Manor happily.