Forget

Nights at Malfoy Manor were always quiet and peaceful.The ancient and mysterious magical energy looms, guarding this silent manor unchanged for thousands of years.It's just that today, the manor looks more solemn.

As soon as Draco walked in, the heavy door opened slowly without making a sound.The room was still brightly lit, but there was a faint more bleak atmosphere.

Narcissa sat where she usually sat, waiting for her son.She is a true lady who will never allow herself to be rude no matter when or where.Her makeup is exquisite and meticulous, her expression is solemn and not flustered, but the slightly sunken eye sockets still betray her fear, uneasiness, and fear of facing the future.She watched her son walk in, looked at his gradually tall and straight body, and felt that he was just born not long ago, so small, so soft, he was the only child in the family, a little demon king who was unreasonable and unforgiving, with the voice of milk Milky little crying bag.It's only been a few days, but she doesn't seem to recognize him anymore.There were so many rumors outside that she didn't know which one to believe.She knows that people will change, but she doesn't want to think more.She tried hard to suppress her fear and uneasiness, and she tried hard to convince herself that her son was still the same as she remembered.She knew that he had carried a lot, but she could do nothing about it.But today, when she saw his straight back, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He can also stand upright.

Draco walked over to his mother.No matter how you pretend, perhaps it is always easy for people to leak secrets in front of their parents. Draco blinked hard a few times, smearing away the sour wetness.He couldn't help speeding up his pace until he walked in front of Narcissa, finally stood still, lowered his head, and said softly, "Please leave quickly."

His voice sounded a little hoarse.But Narcissa didn't delve into it.She sighed: "You have arranged everything."

"Yes." Narcissa used a declarative sentence, but Draco replied respectfully. "The first key will send you out of England to Sweden, where there is the second key. After you settle down, report that you are safe. Don't, don't tell me where you ended up going."

Narcissa was terrified when she heard those few short words.She didn't know exactly what happened, but she knew that her son seemed to have prepared for the worst.She showed a little panic for the first time: "What about you? What do you do?"

"You don't have to worry about me." Draco gritted his teeth and said softly.In fact, he didn't know what his ending would be. Everything he did now seemed to be a gamble.It's just that his bet is a little high and a little dangerous.He was betting on Voldemort's reluctance, on Harry's... love, but he couldn't tell anyone about all of this. "I can rest assured only if you leave safely. Fu... the master will not do anything to me for the time being, but he is uncertain. If you stay for one more day, you will be in danger. I have planned the door key for a long time. After today No one knows what variables will happen tonight. So, please leave as soon as possible."

"I understand." Narcissa felt that she still had a lot to say, but in the end she only said these four words.She hesitated for a moment, but continued. "I will leave according to your arrangement. But, there is one thing I think you should know."

Draco didn't speak, he waited quietly for Narcissa's next words.They all know that they may never see each other again this time, but no one wants to break it.

"Draco, you have to be careful with Snape." Narcissa's voice was not loud, but she was firm.

"Professor?" Draco looked up, a little confused.

"Yes." Narcissa nodded. "I used to trust him so much that I even made an unbreakable vow with him."

Draco remembered.He remembered that Snape had tried to prevent him from assassinating Dumbledore, had mentioned the existence of the oath.But he didn't understand why Narcissa suddenly mentioned this matter.

"I thought I was careful enough, but let him take advantage of it," Narcissa said. "You didn't kill Dumbledore, he did, didn't you?"

Draco didn't know what to say and just nodded mechanically.

Narcissa pursed her lips: "I originally hoped that by making the Unbreakable Curse, I could make him your last barrier. When you are desperate, he can help you out. But I was tricked by him. Everything is Trap, including that oath."

Narcissa sighed and continued: "Later, the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became. But it was not long ago that I finally figured out the key. Both I and Bella thought that the oath was Guaranteed that he can protect you, but he changed some words privately, so that the content of the oath became a promise to complete the task. Draco, that oath was just a part of his design to kill Dumbledore with his own hands. "

"But, why..." Draco never thought about it that way.He was even a little grateful to Snape for his help when he couldn't do it.But Narcissa's words today disrupted all his memories and cast a shadow over the already chaotic story.

"As for why, I'm afraid only Snape knows." Narcissa didn't want to talk about it. "I can't see through him anymore, I don't know what he's up to. Just remember, Draco, you have to be careful with him."

Draco nodded: "…um."

"Okay. If you drag it on, it will be dawn. I can't disappoint your arrangement." Narcissa stood up, holding the door key in her hand.The magic circle was activated immediately, Draco took a step back, and Narcissa's figure had disappeared from the hall.Only the gradually weakening voice remained: "Be careful...my...child..."

Draco slumped to the floor.

Narcissa finally left.He should feel relaxed, but why does he feel empty?

Finally, there was only one person left.

Malfoy Manor was silent in the night.He inherited this manor, and he was the only one left in this manor.

**

News of Narcissa's disappearance spread quickly. Draco couldn't sleep well for three days, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief when Narcissa's little paper butterfly turned into a green flame in front of him.But Voldemort didn't summon him.Voldemort seems to have some urgent things to do now. It is said that he has gone to a far away place. There are some speculations, but no one dares to say exactly where he went.

Draco moved back to Malfoy Manor.With Voldemort gone, his life was a little easier.He didn't carry out those horrible orders anymore, he just stayed in the Malfoy manor, enjoying the rare tranquility luxuriously.Owls carrying newspapers fly in on time every day and spread the newspapers on the dining table. Holding his coffee, Draco looked at them one by one, browsing the news from the front line, looking for the names of people he knew that appeared in the newspapers.

The Daily Prophet reported Harry Potter's arrest almost every week, but there were never any pictures. Draco turned the page with a wave of his hand.He probably knew what Harry was doing right now.Voldemort made a Horcrux, almost immortal.The only way to completely destroy him is to destroy all Horcruxes.Since he knew about it, Harry must have known about it too.Even if Harry didn't know, someone would definitely do everything possible to tell him. Draco didn't know where those Horcruxes were scattered all over the world, and he wasn't sure if Harry knew.The only thing he can do, I'm afraid, is to pray that Harry moves faster.

Flipping through the newspaper page by page, the news was true or false, Draco flipped through it quickly, and finally stopped on a certain page, his originally relaxed expression gradually became dignified.He saw a familiar name.He read that title over and over several times, and even time seemed to freeze.

Bryce Zabini was arrested.