Chapter 86: This is pushing one
Narcissa’s eyes were a bit red.
She rubbed her forehead hard.
Sat up with a bitter smile, didn't expect that she would think of such a past event in her dream today.
At that time, she was saved back by Lucius, and after drinking the antidote given by Snape, she completely forgot what happened in those days.
Snape said she didn't want to remember it herself.
At that time, she didn't pursue that memory anymore.
Who knew that after sleeping and waking up, she actually remembered everything. Now her heart was still filled with thick sadness.
She felt she was a bit ridiculous.
She would actually be sad for such a small thing. What kind of feelings does the Black family have? Here are all interests.
Even her father only had cold and rigid education for her. He required her to maintain family honor, and must marry a noble.
So she married Lucius, followed the Dark Lord, because only in this way could she become the person her father and mother expected.
Even if the Dark Lord’s philosophy made her want to frown when she heard it.
But it doesn't matter, as long as she can be powerful, what is philosophy? Haven't purebloods always been high and mighty?
And until that day, she suddenly understood what she had been yearning for.
It was this kind of pure emotion.
That child didn't mention interests from beginning to end, yet he put his life on her.
Narcissa knew that Lucius might be true love for her.
But his true love has a premise, it requires her to be a pureblood, and also to believe in the Dark Lord with him.
She later felt that she only had Draco, little Draco relied on her wholeheartedly, trusted her wholeheartedly.
But Draco was taken away by Lucius to be educated, Draco began to become the same as Lucius, advocating pureblood, advocating power.
One day she heard this child actually saying the word interest.
She was stunned in place for a long time, and left that place silently. Yes!
What else could she ask for?
Such a life, in the circle of noble ladies, is envied by many people, what is she dissatisfied with?
Just like the pure emotion of the boy she yearned for, didn't it also get washed away by that rushing river.
Narcissa just let herself be weak for a while, and then she proudly raised her chin again.
She, Narcissa, has no flaws.
Narcissa stood up and dressed herself as a noble lady. Perhaps she should make an appointment with a certain lady for afternoon tea today? And at this time.
She discovered that the two-way mirror she gave Draco shook. Narcissa quickly picked up the two-way mirror.
She was no longer satisfied with Draco becoming like Lucius, but this was also her son, her only child!
This child rarely looked for her when he was at school, could it be that something happened? As soon as the two-way mirror was opened, Narcissa was stunned.
Draco, who had always been so cute, had a black and purple patch on his eyes, as if he had been punched hard by someone.
"Mom! Darren Potter hit me!"
Draco shouted loudly, he showed the mark on his eyes, feeling particularly happy inside.
At first it wasn't like this, it was him who added some paint to it...
"What happened?"
Narcissa was heartbroken.
Someone actually hit her son?
Did they think there was no one in her Black family?
"It’s Darren Potter from the school, he relied on being the younger brother of the famous Harry Potter, and hit me hard like this!"
Draco said maliciously. Narcissa was silent for a moment.
She felt the facts definitely weren't like what Draco said, however, someone hitting her child like this was looking down on the Black and Malfoy families.
She must bring Lucius to get justice for this child!
"Dobby, go call Lucius over, tell him his son was hit, he wouldn't still swallow his anger, would he?"
"Yes..."
Dobby disappeared.
Afternoon. Dumbledore’s office.
"Albus, I think this might just be a misunderstanding, if it’s just a punch, you want to expel Darren, I strongly disagree..."
Professor McGonagall rushed in from outside, panting. A thin anger appeared on her face.
Why did Dumbledore suddenly want to expel Darren?
That child is so kind, so likeable, just because he hit Malfoy with a punch, he is going to be expelled?
If Neville hadn't been in a hurry to find her, would she not even know that the child was expelled?
"No, no, no, Minerva, you can take a rest."
Dumbledore quickly said with a bitter smile.
There were quite a few people standing in his office now.
Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Madam Hooch, Madam Pince... almost all the professors who had contact with Darren came.
Right, even Madam Pomfrey came to join the fun.
And the one who caused all this was Darren, who looked so obedient in front of him.
"Professor... I’m sorry..."
Darren quickly said guiltily.
He just wanted to radiate his Saint Father light at the time, who knew Hermione would pull him directly to Dumbledore’s office.
And invited all the professors she could think of. Fine.
Except Snape.
Look at the poor popularity of this old bachelor.
"Perhaps there should only be this many people..."
Dumbledore said with a bitter smile.
He looked at Darren, and felt a bit dumbfounded in his heart.
This child is kind if he is kind, but why does he always feel like a child who causes trouble?
No, no, no. It must be that he thought too much.
This child doesn't look like he causes trouble at all.
Then it seems it was the thing done by the know-it-all miss he chose. No way, the person he chose, he has to endure it even if he has to kneel.
He sighed, looked at these professors and smiled: "Everyone, first of all, this is not just a matter of a punch..."
He wanted to say, this is school bullying!
Once he didn't notice the harm James and the others did to Severus, now he also didn't notice the harm Malfoy did to Neville.
It was only after Darren hit it out with a punch that he knew about such things. This is not a matter of a punch, this is a matter he needs to be vigilant about.
Perhaps sometimes, he is really too tolerant of certain children!
Just like Malfoy, relying on his father’s status as a school governor, he could bully Neville and threaten to expel Darren, what kind of behavior is this?
This is pushing one’s luck!
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