For one rare time, Draco didn't listen to his mother and chose to go home for his Christmas.

When Narcissa saw Malfoy at the door, her pale face immediately lost its last bit of blood, like the face of a dead man covered in white powder.

"Didn't I tell you to stay at school this Christmas?" Narcissa grabbed Draco's arm and said in a low voice.

"But I've spent the last year at Hogwarts

Hogwarts: Suffered, I'm Voldemort Chapter 63: The kidnapped Harry (a little late, sorry) is hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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