Believe it or not, I'm Perceth Malfoy, a veteran of Plot Bureau 001, but now I'm seeing something wrong with my personality: I seem to have been assimilated by age.

I mean, I can control my mind, and I can even make up false memories to fool Lucius Malfoy, my father's dementor, even though I still haven't learned Occlumency; But I can't control myself at all in terms of behavior, I fall! Although I don't drop the chain much when I need to perform, I can't control my own childish behavior on a daily basis.

How dangerous it is, I fall!

"How's this one?" Draco asked Pethie, holding a pure black owl with Draco's brand of pride.

Percy forcibly controlled her body so she didn't say anything like "my brother is so good"

"I think it's a better match for you," Percy replied seriously by touching her chin (if I asked for it, carrying it would be like carrying you, it wouldn't feel too beautiful)

Draco raised an eyebrow, "Actually, I think so too, go pick one you like."

"Uh-huh" Percy replied nondeniably, and then went to pick her own.

Eventually, she took a fancy to an owl as white as Hathaway, and Draco couldn't help but wonder when she saw the unidentified object that Percy was carrying

"Is this a bird?"

"Of course," Percy couldn't have been more sure.

"But it's too..." Seeing Percy's sharp eyes, Draco naturally replaced the fat with "plump, and I can't see its eyes at all", could it be that he was squeezed out of his own fat? Of course, Draco wouldn't say it, because his lovely sister would break her heart.

"I think it's time for Uncle Snape to show you the eyes, Doodoo is a little chubby but cute, and it's not that you can't see it's that it's still sleeping!" Percy proudly praised her pet

"Dudu? Is it its name?'

"I just got up, it sounds good, right?"

"Well, it's okay" Draco didn't want to comment too much, it was said that a wizard who lied would be punished by Merlin.

She wouldn't tell him how beautiful it would be to open her eyes, they weren't the bright black of Hathaway's eyes, nor the proud gray of his hands, but they were as bright as the whole starry sky, and the moment she saw them, she felt like her heart had been hit.

At checkout, the proprietress and cashier told them that Doodoo was inherently invisible, so many customers refused to buy it or adopt it, and when Percy said that she would never abandon Doodoo, the hostess just said "take good care of it" and only took Draco's Zyra's money.

Outside, the two walked towards S&J Pharmacy, and Draco spoke suddenly

"If I were her, I'd price Dudu very high."

Percy looked at him quizzically, and Draco rubbed Pessy's head

"It's too easy to get, you don't always cherish it, if you see Dudu every time, you will think of the gold Galleons that you have spent a lot of money for it, even if it is broken, you will be better for the sake of money."

"Makes sense."

Lucius, who was a door away, raised his eyebrows when he heard this, his heart full of pride.

"Are you all done?" Lucius asked, asking his two treasures

"Yes Daddy, let's go back," Persie said as she showed Lucius the mump she was carrying, and Draco silently took her sister's hand.

The trio made their way out of Diagon Alley and returned to Malfoy Manor.

"So Pesie doesn't know anything about Harry Potter?" Hearing Draco's narration, Lucius' eyebrows almost flew out of the sky.

"Yes Dad, we all thought we knew the story of Harry Potter and that man, so no one ever told her Harry's story," Draco replied.

"Then Pethie's introduction to Harry Potter will be handed over to you."

"I'm sure I'll do a good job!" Draco was very confident.

Lucius smiled "No, no, no, little dragon, you won't do well, and you will even add many personal opinions."

Draco, who is rarely referred to as a dragon, was a little confused, "But Daddy..."

Before Draco could finish speaking, Lucius raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "There won't be a savior-worshipping child in the Malfoy family, are you right?"

"I see, I'll do well! Whatever happens, I'm going to do well!'

"I believe you, go and rest first! School will start in a few days, and I'm sure you can complete this task before then."

Pesie was in the room talking to Tom

"Tom was in Diagon Alley today and I saw a very strange person."

"Stranger than you?"

"Tom, I'm serious!"

"Okay, okay, you say."

"They called him the Savior, as if he were called Hawhat."

"Harry Potter?"

"Merlin, you know him?!"

"So, Miss Perses Malfoy, I can't think you don't know who Harry Potter is."

"Who is he, and why should I know him?"

Tom suddenly found that his subordinates were very... Loyal?

"Originally, he got ice cream on me, I thought my brother would teach him a lesson, who knows, my brother just said a word about him."

"Because he got ice cream on you, you want to teach him a lesson?" Teach the Savior

"I don't understand why he looks about my brother's age, everyone calls him the Savior, and they seem to like him, but it's his fault for getting ice cream on me. I don't care if he's a savior or not."

Tom suddenly wanted to remind her, and did the same

"Pezie, I'm going to say something very serious, you have to remember."

"I'm watching," Percy held her chin and looked at her notebook, ready to watch the Dark Lord play.

"More than a decade ago, there was a very bad man who ruled the wizarding world, everyone was afraid of him, he hated Muggles and half-bloods, he was very powerful, a prophet predicted that at the end of July, a boy with powers he did not know would be born into a family that had beaten him three times, and that boy would defeat him completely

He chose to eliminate the half-blood child, and when he found it, he killed the parents of the boy who was nineteen months old at the time and was about to kill the boy with Avada's life

The boy who survived was Harry Potter, and the wizarding world called him the Savior, and you Malfoys should have been in the doldrums for a while because you once followed that bad guy, and no one has ever forgotten that history has never forgotten that if you are caught bullying the Savior, it will probably be bad for your family."

"Tom, you seem to have said so much for the first time," Percy snickered. Of course I know the story, and I know almost all the inside story, but I didn't expect one of the protagonists to tell this story to himself like this, it feels a little subtle.

"That's your point?" Tom thought he would vomit blood if he had someone.

"Of course not, I was thinking that my dad who could turn the tide was really good."

Tom was a little silent and didn't really want to pay attention to her.

"Okay, well, actually, I'm curious about two things, one is how a nineteen-month-old baby managed to make Arvada turn against him, and the other is who you said my father was following the so-called "bad guy", since he was followed, there must be something powerful about him. In my heart, I never underestimated anyone's ability, and this is what my father taught us."

"That bad guy is Lord Voldemort, also known as the Dark Lord, and no one knows about me... I mean, including the Dark Lord himself, I don't know what the boy is about, and as for the Dark Lord, he's the hybrids he hates the most... Tom couldn't say any more, because the next words were likely to touch his bloodiest memories, and he didn't know if he could control himself from making a move against the girl who had been with him for two years, and it was clear that Pesie understood his situation a little bit, and when he paused, Pesy naturally interrupted him.