It was an empty room on the top floor of Malfoy Manor.

Since all the furniture inside had been removed from the warehouse according to Maca's request, the place was somewhat empty at the moment.

Once there is a comparison between the front and the back, the person's sense of space will suddenly be amplified. For example, at this moment, without all kinds of sofas, tables, chairs and wardrobes, this already small room feels more and more wasteful.

However, it is such a large room that can be called "empty and stretched", and the air inside seems to be frighteningly sticky. Just standing still, Lucius felt like he was about to suffocate.

No, of course, it wasn't because of the lack of oxygen in the room, but because the son in front of him, Draco Malfoy, had bluntly said that he wanted him to die.

What it was like to be scolded so loudly by her own child, Maca was afraid that it was impossible for Maca to fully comprehend.

Whether it is the self in memory or the current self, he has never had children. Therefore, he may be able to assume and guess based on human nature, but he cannot assert that he will be able to understand.

The so-called "I empathize with what happened to you" is often just an arrogance that belongs only to the bystanders.

Maca's gaze remained on Draco, and he could see that the other party hadn't stopped scolding harshly but realistically.

At this time, what Draco said in front of him was actually not a lie. Although the words he said were indeed ugly, they were a flesh-and-blood indictment of Lucius's past behavior.

Draco's personality may have changed drastically, but he is still Draco, the only child of Lucius and Narcissa.

As Maca looked at him, the corner of her eye skimmed over Lucius. He found that Lucius's hands were clenched, but in the face of his son's sarcasm and abuse of him, he was just speechless.

His hands, clenched into fists at his sides, trembled slightly as if helplessly.

“…… Lucius Malfoy, my good father! Do you know where your mother is now? I'd like to meet her if I could......"

After a moment of scolding with disdain on Draco's face, his tone suddenly changed again, and even his expression became much softer.

It's a pity that the contempt hidden in his eyes can't be erased at all.

"De Draco......"

As soon as his son suddenly mentioned Narcissa, Lucius's gloomy gaze regained some light. In normal times, he would have been able to see something in Draco's eyes, but he had no time to care about it first.

"Yes, I wasn't competent enough before, I didn't do a good job as a father...... Still, it's Draco...... In the coming days, I will try to set an example for you! ”

"Yes, I will...... I'm going to do everything I can to get our Malfoys back on their feet and make it easier for you to ...... when you take over the family affairs."

Lucius had apparently cast aside Marca's previous instructions.

At this moment, he just wanted to tell his son in his own words that he, the father, would abandon everything in the past and redouble his efforts in a more correct direction.

In fact, everyone has been a child, and many people understand that children often crave the approval of their parents. But the other way around, sometimes it's the same.

Now, Lucius is extremely looking forward to being recognized by his son. And this is undoubtedly the most precious "treasure" that he is now longing for, having lost a lot of things.

Merely......

"Dear father—" Draco was visibly unmoved by his father's heartfelt words, "are you really old?" If you don't hear me clearly, I'll say it again—"

At this point, he suddenly took a sharp breath, and then suddenly shouted loudly, "Lucius Malfoy! I'm asking you, where is my mother now!! ”

Lucius was probably taken aback by Draco's roar, and couldn't help but subconsciously take a half step back, and even closed his mouth half open as if he wanted to say something.

After a brief pause, he said, "Your mother...... I went to McMillan's house this morning and had lunch there for a while...... Will be back......"

"Look!" Draco chuckled again, as if it wasn't him who was shouting at all, "Look at my father! You're just going to be at home now, and you're not going anywhere—what are you talking about 'getting the Malfoys back on their feet'?" What else is there to talk about 'setting an example for me'? ”

As he was talking, he shook his head casually, and said with disdain: "Do you want me to learn from you to sit at home and drink tea and watch the scenery?" Or huddle in bed at night and shiver? Hum...... Are you kidding. ”

Suddenly, Draco turned his face to Maca's side again, and his words seemed to be more intense.

"Father, like you, I used to look down on Muggle-born wizards at all, thinking they were inferior to the dirt on the corner of Tumble Alley." "But looking back now," he said, "I find that that thinking is ridiculous!" ”

"Does pureblood mean nobility? Does a surname mean nobility? No, only one's own strength is qualified to be called noble! ”

At the end, Draco looked in Maca's direction and said bluntly, "McLean, you're really good. But alas, you seem to be helpless against me...... In that case, why don't you just let me go? At least I wasn't hostile to you all the time, did I? ”

"I think I'm as smart as you, I should know - all I want is strength and power, and I don't even want to see you for a monster like you."

"I promise, as long as you let me go, I will never affect your life in the future. I do what I like to do, and you do what you like, isn't that okay? ”

When he said this, the meaning was already clear.

In fact, it is also true that the life they want is completely different, but it is also irrelevant.

Just like Greenwald and Dumbledore at the beginning, the former could never get involved in the British wizarding world where Hogwarts is located, and the two sides were at peace for decades.

If Dumbledore hadn't taken the initiative to find trouble, the current global wizarding world would have been a different pattern.

"Draco—"

"I said, shut up! My waste father! When Lucius couldn't help but call out again, Draco immediately interrupted him without mercy.

After that, he looked over to Maca again.

However, Maca's side looked at him as if she hadn't heard Draco at all, and just stared into his eyes with a blank face.

This caused Draco to quickly look away from Maca.

Snape, who was beside Maca, glanced back and forth between the two at the moment, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

"Draco, what are you afraid of?"

This sentence came from the mouth of Snape, who had been silent for most of the time. He spoke so abruptly that Lucius, still immersed in endless loss, looked over unconsciously, let alone Draco, the person being questioned.

"What are you afraid of?"

Seeing that Draco's expression froze slightly, and the frivolous look on his face seemed to freeze slightly, Snape immediately repeated the question he had just asked.

It's just that it was a question sentence just now, but now it directly carries a positive meaning.

"Hmph...... Hmph......"

Draco sneered twice in quick succession, the first one somewhat stiff, but the second one regained the lightness in his tone. It's just that the frivolity in his expression is slowly disappearing now.

"What am I afraid of?" Draco asked, rhetorically.

Snape didn't respond to his words, but continued to fall silent after looking at Maca.

For a moment, it was as if the room had been spelled out, and all the voices fell silent.

Obviously, Snape's words struck Draco in the heart very accurately, and it was just a moment of strangeness that was enough for all three people present to notice.

Lucius, in particular, was drawn to Snape's words, and his mind was finally pulled out of the trough.

Perhaps Draco understood this, so he didn't try to deny it anymore, but forced himself back to his composure.

Even so, his countenance, which became more and more tense with the passage of time, undoubtedly told everyone that he Draco Malfoy's heart could no longer let go of a certain rising uneasiness and tension.

"My son ......"

Lucius was a father after all, and when he saw that his son was vaguely showing a tendency to show weakness, the previous thing that was scolded by the other party suddenly became less important.

"Father......" Draco was stunned, then suddenly turned his head away, looked at Lucius and said loudly, "Father! Let me go! Find a way to let me go - I'm your son, you have to help me! Father! ”

"This ......"

Lucius hurriedly looked at Maca, his eyes full of confusion.

His son has been raised since he was a child, although he knows that his son once had a longing for him, but this is the first time he has seen the other party plead with him.

Lucius became overwhelmed.

"Mr. McLean...... This ......"

Maca knew that Lucius was probably out of luck now, and he didn't know what he was supposed to do.

But at this moment, Maca seemed to sense something, and tilted her head slightly. Then, after barely saying a word since he woke up Draco, he finally spoke again.

"Mr. Malfoy," Marca gestured with her staff, lightly pestle the floor, "anyway, go downstairs and bring Madame up!" ”