HP Dawn Night

"I want to choose Divination!"

"Divination is something that is talked about by gods!"

"Scorpius!"

"That's because you haven't seen real divination, Scorpius. But don't be afraid, Hesper, your mother made up divination homework back then." Draco quickly comforted, Scorpius and Hesper has been arguing all summer about the third-grade course selection.

"It's not as good as your father's. I've never seen anyone curse himself ten times in a row for falling off his broom during a Quidditch match."

Scorpius and Hesper's attention was immediately diverted.

"When will you be selected this year?"

Hesper snorted, "How do I know." Last year Hesper was selected into the Slytherin Quidditch team as a Chaser, but Scorpius missed the selection because my dad made him do voluntary labor.

"Mom, what were you doing back then? A batter? I wanted to be a batter too." Scorpius came to me after suffering from his sister.

Draco was annoyed: "The Seekers of every house are the stars, okay?"

"I don't like the Snitch." Scorpius curled his lips.

"Yeah, batsman, but I quit halfway. If there's any hope, one of you better be the captain later on, or it's just...forget it." I saw the wall leading to the platform, "You two go together."

"What if we see Potter and the others later, Vio? Pretend not?"

I don't understand what Draco is afraid of: "You know you are already friends!"

Four years ago, Harry's eldest son James accidentally cast a weird spell on his younger brother because he was playing with his mother's wand. Draco happened to be working in St. Mungo's Spell Injury Department. Albus treated.

"Friend?" Draco sneered loudly, "Of course not!"

"I can't stand you, Draco." I'm already desperate for the "saving face" inherited from the Malfoy family. Although Scorpius is only in the third grade, even if Hesper laughs at him a little, he will People are angry all day in the room.

"I've found them!" Hesper yelled out after we passed through the wall, "Mom and Dad, here!"

We came to the family through the mist, and Blaise was hurrying to teach the three boys "99 tricks to date a girl", while Pansy laughed from time to time: "Come on, Brace, David is about to graduate and doesn't have a girlfriend, which only proves that your methods have long been outdated."

David, Pansy and Blaise's oldest son, was born in 2000 and will be in his last term at Hogwarts.But David is completely different from his parents. He has no interest in dating or love at all. Pansy said that his greatest ideal is to move to the forests of northern England to study plants.Blaise thinks David may have inherited the hobby from his dad, who is said to be a crazy botanist.

"So," Blaise looked eagerly at his second son, "do you want to arrange for yourself this semester—"

"No!" Aaron refused straight away. He stared at a group of freshmen in the distance with a haughty and bored expression, not at all interested in Dad's topic.Aaron is one year younger than David. They have very different personalities. The only thing in common is that they are not interested in dating.

"Are they really our sons? Isn't it a mistake?" Blaise was deeply shocked.

Draco asked him, "So, Blaise, what would you do if someone - like Scorpius - wanted to date Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth was Pencey and Blaise's baby girl. She was in the same grade as Scorpius and Hesper, and Blaise loved her very much.

"Break his leg," Blaise replied without hesitation.

"I won't date Elizabeth, Mom!" Scorpius yelled, Hesper laughed, and Draco shrugged:

"You really look like Professor Snape."

"We're moving, Daddy," said Hesper, and she and Scorpius and Elizabeth ran up and down to get the owls and broomsticks into the car first, while David and Aaron helped with the luggage.

"That's the benefit of having two older sons." Blaise said complacently. "How did you get here?"

"Apparition," I said. "Lucius and Narcissa are with us. They've been wandering in Diagon Alley."

"Are you really not considering buying a car, Draco? It's really convenient! Or do you plan to take the whole family out every year when school starts?"

"I won't touch any Muggle stuff," Draco declared.

"Pedant."

"And you know Victoria's Secret, Draco?" Pansy asked. "No? All right."

"I see Millicent!" I said. "What are you looking for?"

"His cat is gone, and we're looking for it. Don't leave, we can have a drink together when the kids get in the car." The Millisons darted past us to find the defected cat. , Millicent's husband trotted along behind his wife and son pushing the cart.

"Millison is simply a model of counterattack." Pencey said.

I nodded: "Second."

After the defense of Hogwarts in 1998, Millicent chose to study the legends of the Muggle world. She combined the ghost legends of the Muggle world with those magical creatures in the wizarding world, and published a book Another related fantasy novel.In the end, no matter which world you are in, you will gain both fame and fortune.

And she didn't get married until 2004. Her husband is a Muggle. As for her occupation, she is a "director" that none of us can understand.In just a few years, Millicent experienced breaking ties with her family, deviant to write novels, and getting married after becoming famous. In any case, compared with the first half of her life, Millicent’s second half of life was so exciting that Rita They are all convinced.

"Why isn't Gore here yet?"

"Don't worry, he always gets stuck on time." Goyle and Draco have always maintained a friendship, and after the war, Draco finally began to regard Goyle as a friend willingly.His father was sentenced to life in Azkaban as a Death Eater, but Goyle was rewarded for a series of brave performances in the war. Later, he married a wizard wife in accordance with the rules and lived an ordinary and happy life. day.

After 19 years, each of us is living happily.

"I think it's almost time. Do you have anything to say, Mom?"

"That's how I nag in your opinion, Scorpius? You just broke my heart!"

"Your mother liked to talk big things when she was in school, but she never did it herself." Draco said without controlling his volume, "Really, I won't lie to you, she violated a lot of school rules, but It's very rare to get caught."

"I'll tell you about all the stupid things your dad did when you come back for Christmas," I promised, "or you can just ask your grandfather."

"I can't walk into Defense Against the Dark Arts class and ask the professor about stupid things my dad did when he was young!" Scorpius shook his head repeatedly.

"Speaking of which, you two better be good, or I'll write and tell them to put you in solitary confinement," I warned - my dad was determined not to be Headmaster anymore, he's now Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts art professor.One of the more confusing things is that my mum, who took over as Potions professor after Professor Slughorn retired, is said to have given out a bottle of Love Potion as a reward in her first class...David and Aaron It is said that everyone agrees that my mother is the coolest potions professor in the history of Hogwarts.

Hesper protested loudly: "You can't abuse nepotism, Mom!"

"Of course we can," Draco interrupted, "and we know Professor Longbottom."

"And all three of them are professors of compulsory courses." I reminded.

"You lie, Mom. When did Grandpa ever get 'gentle'?" Hesper muttered unhappily.

"He was really gentle...for about five seconds."

I used to think my dad was going to be a soft guy after two wars, turns out I was overthinking it, the only time he softened was when we talked after the wars and then he went back to his usual bitterness Love the sarcastic look.

"Remember to write a letter, at least one a week." Draco demanded.

"It doesn't matter if you don't write. We can find out about your current situation just by asking around. We even know how many cups of pumpkin juice you drink a day."

"You're about to make Hesper cry, Vio." Pansy reminded reluctantly.

"I'm training her to be a mentally strong person, otherwise how can she withstand my father's cynicism." I rubbed Hesper's head, "Well, think on the positive side, at least your father didn't apply for the job Charms professor, right?"

"Are we really your own?" Scorpius asked suspiciously.

"No, you gave it away." Draco replied, "At Christmas in 2003, the dean of St. Mungo's said that your mother and I worked very hard, but we couldn't pay the bonus because the performance was not good that year. In the end, we had no choice but to reluctantly bring you home as a pet... Ah no, child."

"That Hesper—"

"Oh, one of us."

Scorpius showed an indescribable expression: "I'm not five years old, Dad."

"It's almost eleven o'clock, you better get in the car." I glanced at the wall, "Yo, the Gores are here—"

"Mom!" Hesper turned back to me after playing with Elizabeth for a while, "Should I choose Divination or Ancient Runes?"

"According to my experience, the homework of divination is at least easy to fool." I said honestly, "But you can also try ancient runes. When I was in school, I thought about changing classes, but failed."

Hesper opened his eyes wide: "You can still transfer classes!"

"Yes, but I remember you have to pass a separate test." I said, "If you can get the NEWTs certificate for ancient runes, that would be great."

Hesper's eyes lit up suddenly.She kissed me, then gave her dad a hasty hug: "Then my other subject is Care of Fantastic Beasts?"

"Remember to be fully armed in class." Draco urged.Hesper smiled and ran on the train with Elizabeth to find David and Aaron.

"Be good at the Quidditch trials," I said to Scorpius. "Don't forget your broom is the best."

"If you don't make the team we'll cut you off—"

"Draco!"

"Just kidding." Draco said quickly.Then the crowd turned their faces in the same direction, and we saw the Potters and the Weasleys appear on the platform.

"Dad," Scorpius suddenly whispered, "was it true that our family used to be Death Eaters?"

Draco and I looked at each other.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

Scorpius muttered for a while: "The books say that grandpa, grandpa, and mom and dad are 'former Death Eaters.'"

"It's right in the book, Scorpius." Draco sighed. "We were Death Eaters 20 years ago, but we didn't always stand by Voldemort. If you take that book After reading the book, Scorpius, you will find that 'Death Eaters' refers to the group of dark wizards who are outright, and 'former Death Eaters' are the heroes who finally lost their way."

"I know, but..."

"Has anyone ever bullied you and Hesper for this at school?" I asked.

Scorpius shook his head.

"Do you find this shameful?" I continued.

A look of embarrassment appeared on Scorpius' face.

"You are a child with a sense of justice. Indeed, a Death Eater is a very shameful and despicable identity." Draco suddenly rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, and the Dark Mark appeared in front of Scorpius. Startled, "This is the Dark Mark, Scorpius. Riddle used it to mark his followers. It won't fade over time, but will stay with me forever."

"I have one too." I rolled up my sleeves so Scorpius could see the ugly mark, "Neither your dad nor I did it voluntarily when we were branded, and your grandfather and maternal grandfather often used it when they were young. I was confused and annoyed at the moment, but none of us supported Riddle in the end."

"If we were guilty, Scorpius, you wouldn't have been born, and we should have stayed in Azkaban," Draco said, "Everyone has to come to terms with their past, even if it wasn't pleasant. What really matters is how we go about it. I did a lot of stupid things when I was young, but then I made a series of good decisions."

"Your time was different from ours, Scorpius," I said. "In our time, when Slytherins were enemies of Gryffindors, and pure-bloods looked down on pimp wizards, if you were a If you were a pure-blood student in Slytherin, it would be easy for people to think that you have nothing to do with dark wizards. But now that these lines have begun to blur, people no longer judge a person by their origin, which is a good thing for you, too. Copi. Do you understand?"

"I don't think he has," Draco said.

"I'll definitely figure it out before Christmas." Scorpius frowned much like Draco when he was a child. "You have to explain it to me when I come home from vacation."

"Of course." I promised.The train whistle sounded, Scorpius waved to us, and hurried on the train to find his friends.

"He'll figure it out, won't he?"

"He's only 14 years old." I rolled down my sleeves and hid the Dark Mark under my clothes. The last time it hurt was in the early hours of May 1998, 5.When Harry and Voldemort each raised their wands and yelled out their destined spells, it had caused heart-piercing pain.That was Riddle's last anger and despair.

In the past 19 years, there has never been any burning sensation.everything is fine.

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