Drake didn't know his father's entanglement, he had already started to work hard to change the future.

But first, he had to find a suitable excuse for his change.After all, he is already 37 years old, and he has blurred what his 11-year-old self is like.What's more, even if he remembered clearly, it was impossible for him to act in the original way.Therefore, an excuse that can reasonably explain his own changes is necessary—an excuse other than resurrection.

He originally thought it was a little troublesome, after all, the wizards he came into contact with at this stage were only those wizards in the aristocratic social circle, and everyone knew each other very well.None of the books he came into contact with could change anything for him.

But in the early morning of the next day, Drake found something interesting in the "Daily Prophet" that could be used, but if he used this thing as his excuse, he would need at least two days or even more time.

But this is just right, he can find a chance to have a conversation with his father in these two days.

"Father, do you have time? I have something I want to talk to you about." The opportunity came quickly. On the next afternoon, Lucius was in the study dealing with his never-ending official documents. Rucker knocked on the door.

"Draco, it's not me who decides whether I have time, but you. Do you think what you want to 'talk' to me is more important than what I'm doing now?" Lucius' tone was very Stiff, but Merlin knew how much he wanted to pull his little dragon over to his lap right now, and ask him if he was going to share his little hidden secret with his old father - he hated bloody gags!

And Drake also knew that it was a "damn social speech", but it was a "damn social speech" that he missed very much, because every time he wanted to talk to his father-whether he asked for something or just wanted to say something Jiao - that's what my father would say.

At first he was still afraid, and soon he ignored it, but now he regretted it, because he was indeed always wasting his father's time with those unimportant things, and everything would change if he did it all over again...

"Father, I want to talk to you about the Savior."

"Savior?"

"Yes, he should be in the same class as me. What kind of attitude should I use towards him, which is the best for the Malfoy family?" Even though Draco had already made his own decision, this did not hinder him Borrow this question to attract Lucius' attention, and at the same time, he can also find out his father's current attitude towards the savior and Voldemort.

"..." Lucius didn't answer him immediately, but frowned, thinking about something seriously.

And Lucius's performance made Draco's heart sink.

Obviously, his father hadn't considered the issue of the savior at all before this, which is not a good sign.Because this means that Lucius classified Harry Potter as dispensable, and under what circumstances is a savior dispensable—world peace!

In other words, at this point, Lucius, like most people, thought the war was over, or worse, subconsciously refusing to believe that Voldemort would return.Of course, if he hadn't experienced it himself, it would be impossible for Draco to believe that that person would return...

"Are you... interested in the Savior, Draco?"

Father, you should not ask me if I am interested in the Savior, but should consider whether the Savior is useful to us.Dumbledore may have an attitude towards the savior, and what impact will his attitude have on us-Lucius's question after contemplation made Drake realize that his doubts and guesses just now were no longer doubts and guesses, but fact.

His father... didn't regard the savior as an important person at all...

"Yes, I'm interested in him. After all, he defeated the Mysterious Man when he was a baby. It's hard to imagine how powerful he would be. And I'm wondering why there is no news about him all of a sudden? Ten years , No one in the entire magic world has ever said that he has seen him, where did he grow up?" Drake tried to widen his eyes, trying to make himself look like a hot-blooded boy immersed in hero worship.

The word "mysterious man" made Lucius' facial expression stiff - because he was at home and he was facing his only son, so Lucius was not as strict with himself as he was when facing outsiders, So Draco could see the change in his expression - but he quickly adjusted and began to think along with his son's question.

"You know, after the war is over, there are still many...bad people wandering around, so in order to protect the safety of the Savior, some people hid him in a safe place..."

"But the war is over long ago. It's safe now, isn't it? Then why don't those who hid him get him out of the safe place? Is the place good?"

"Maybe that place is really nice, or maybe the 'old' guy who hid him doesn't think it's safe yet." Lucius pouted mockingly, but at the same time he couldn't help thinking, Dumbledore hid the savior, Is it just for his safety, or is it for easier control when he needs the power of this little boy?

"But didn't he defeat the mysterious man? He is so powerful, why should he be afraid of other wizards?"

"This is an interesting question. Maybe because he was a baby at the time, and there are many ways to hurt a baby, so it's better to hide him." Lucius couldn't help complaining to the Dark Lord in his heart, and single-handedly To run and kill a baby - as brave as a Gryffindor.

"He's going to come to Hogwarts, though, isn't he?"

"Unless he becomes a Squib, or he refuses, he will definitely come to Hogwarts." And he will definitely meet his little dragon...

Lucius looked down at Drake, and suddenly felt guilty—because he had ignored such an important figure as Harry Potter, if the little dragon approached the savior according to his preferences, then he would end up with a friend ?Or are you hurting yourself by causing someone's anger?

"I'm sorry... my little dragon..."

"What's the matter, father?" Draco continued to play dumb.

"If Harry Potter becomes a Slytherin, you can approach him appropriately after observation." Lucius bites the accent on "observation" and "appropriate", "and if he is from another house , especially if he's a Gryffindor... unless your Headmaster isn't Albus Dumbledore, you'd better stay away from him. But if you've already had a conflict, you don't need someone to deal with him Fear, I will always be your backing."

"Yes, father..."

That was enough of the conversation for this time, and then there was the shopping in Diagon Alley, and Draco was a little hesitant about changing the date, which meant he was a little hesitant about seeing Harry Potter.In the end he decided to meet, because he needed to tell his father what a miserable condition the Savior was in.

Of course, it would be fine for him to just meet him at that time, without talking at all, and just say that he saw the scar afterwards.

So, in this mood, on July 31st, Draco stood on the footstool in Madam Malkin's gown shop, waiting for the little blue-eyed boy to come in.But the witch who put a pin on his robe was really clumsy...

"Hiss..." Draco didn't know how many times he gasped because the pin got stuck in his flesh.

"Sorry, so sorry, Mr. Malfoy!"

"Please don't be nervous, miss, take your time." Draco smiled, showing his gentlemanly demeanor to the young witch, the witch's face turned red immediately, but then he was indeed not so nervous, and Draco went smoothly. It prevented the further increase of needle holes in his body.

The witch finally finished her work and left, and Draco, who survived the disaster, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Excuse me... are you also a freshman at Hogwarts?" A hesitant and timid voice sounded beside him, and Draco turned his head in doubt, and finally saw - the messy black hair like a bird's nest, the old and old-fashioned Round glasses, green eyes hidden behind the lenses, a small thin face, fat clothes that don't fit - Harry Potter...

How could this guy talk to me? !

His father was thrown off the cliff, his mother's pale smiling face, the little scorpion's cold body, his wife's desperate face, he was not the culprit, but it did not prevent Drake from hating him.He's a Slytherin, though, and a Malfoy even more.

So no matter what he thought in his heart, Draco showed a friendly smile on his face and stretched out his hand: "Yes, I am a new student at Hogwarts. Nice to meet you."

"I'm very happy too..." Harry smiled shyly, and held Draco's hand, which Draco felt was full of sweat.

Harry was nervous because it was all so magical, like a magical dream.He was always afraid that he would wake up from his dream, or that someone would suddenly rush out and shout, "It's a mistake! It's not this child!"

And Hagrid was uncomfortable with the overstimulating Gringotts car, so he had to come to the robe shop alone, which made Harry extremely insecure.At this moment, he noticed the boy standing next to him. They were about the same age, but at first Harry didn't talk to him because he looked sullen and arrogant.

But then he smiled at the witch, and spoke in a very gentle tone, which gave the panicked Harry the courage to talk to him.And it turns out that he is really gentle, especially when he smiles, and with his rare hair color, when the sun shines, he looks like he is glowing...

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