After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

Chapter 140 I Don’t Want This Kind of Future

Draco Malfoy was a little nervous, "Mom and Dad...are they okay?" Although he was usually a little spoiled, as the heir of the Malfoy family, his father's strange behavior before the Quidditch World Cup did not escape his eyes.

He wasn't asking about this world, because it was obviously very different from his. He was really concerned about his parents in his own world, and his intuition told him that Draco seemed to know everything, even the future.

"The situation is not optimistic. Voldemort will be resurrected during the Triwizard Tournament in the fourth year. As you just heard, the Basilisk in your world was released by Voldemort's Horcrux. And that Horcrux was placed in the Malfoy family by Voldemort."

Draco saw no need to hide these facts. "I think you can guess why the Horcruxes appeared in Hogwarts."

"Was it that time at Flourish and Blotts?" Dad, uncharacteristically, had a fight with Arthur Weasley. "The diary... the new book... Dad took advantage of the chaos and put it in Ginny Weasley's cauldron?"

Draco Malfoy was not stupid, he could even be said to be quite smart. He thought about it for a moment and figured out the unusual thing.

"Hmm, so when Voldemort returns, what do you think will happen to a Death Eater who loses his Horcrux?"

Draco's words left Draco Malfoy feeling as if he were sinking into an icy cave. What could he do? He knew something about the Horcruxes, and Voldemort's cruelty was well known. Even if Malfoy had been highly valued by Voldemort before, how could a subordinate compare to his own life?

"Then, what should I do?" Draco Malfoy looked at Draco helplessly, completely forgetting that the person in front of him was younger than him.

"Do you still want to follow Voldemort? Even if Dad is imprisoned in Azkaban because of him? Even if Malfoy Manor is occupied by Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and you and Mom have a hard time? Even if you are asked to kill Dumbledore?"

Draco looked quietly at Draco Malfoy in front of him.

He knew him too well. This man was like a dawn that could not be awakened, a dusk that could not be darkened. The good was not pure, and the bad was not thorough.

Draco Malfoy's eyes widened, a look of astonishment on his face. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, but he had to face reality. His heart began to waver, and his once firm belief gradually collapsed.

Draco Malfoy was the only child of Malfoy Manor, the magnificent estate in Wiltshire that had been owned solely by the Malfoy family for centuries. From the moment Malfoy could speak, he was aware of his three unique characteristics: first, he was a wizard; second, he was a pure-blood; and third, he was a member of the Malfoy family.

But Draco Malfoy grew up in a very delicate and even somewhat repressive atmosphere, which stemmed from the fall of Voldemort who failed to successfully control the wizarding world.

Draco Malfoy was also carefully reminded that his regret and resentment towards the Dark Lord should not be expressed easily, "otherwise Dad might get into trouble." During his childhood, Draco Malfoy mainly interacted with children who were also pure-blooded descendants of Death Eaters.

Most of Draco Malfoy's behavior is modeled after his father, Lucius Malfoy, whom he most respects. Draco Malfoy's indifference and contempt for everyone outside his small circle are exactly the same as Lucius's.

Draco Malfoy's feelings towards Harry Potter were largely motivated by jealousy. Harry was undoubtedly the most admired and discussed person in school, which naturally irritated a boy who had been taught from a young age that he was superior.

What made him even more unhappy was that Harry was extremely talented in flying, and Malfoy once thought that he was better than other first-year students in this skill. Only Potions Master Snape had a special liking for the overshadowed Malfoy and always targeted Harry, which made him feel a little better in his heart.

This wasn't how he imagined school life would be. He just wanted to be a son that Lucius Malfoy could be proud of.

Lucius had been Draco Malfoy's role model and hero since birth. He couldn't imagine how a protected, privileged, and unsuccessful man like him could shoulder the responsibilities of a family man.

Draco Malfoy lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes. He imagined his father's suffering in Azkaban and his mother's difficult life at Malfoy Manor. All of this made him feel extremely painful and guilty.

He looked up at Draco, tears welling in his eyes. He took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions, and said softly, "I... I don't know what to do. I always thought we were doing the right thing, but now... everything has become so messed up."

But, no matter what, Draco Malfoy was sure... "I don't want such a future." He and his parents should be the noble Malfoys forever. What Voldemort, Death Eater, Savior! All stay away from him!

Draco walked over to Draco Malfoy and patted him on the shoulder. "You don't have to make a decision right away, but please think about it carefully. You still have a choice. Don't let wrong beliefs ruin the future of you and your family."

Draco Malfoy nodded, a flicker of gratitude in his eyes. He understood Draco's words and felt his concern. Perhaps this was an opportunity to change his fate, a moment to re-evaluate his life.

Draco Malfoy sat quietly. He needed time to think, to find his own path. Draco watched him silently, his eyes filled with invisible indifference.

Draco felt Harry's gaze and turned to meet his gaze.

Just one glance and Draco's expression softened, the coldness in his eyes gone.

Perhaps there are still similarities between peers. For example, they only care about those who are assigned to their side.

Harry saw that Draco seemed to have finished speaking, so he stood up and walked over to Draco.

He snapped his fingers and a glass of warm milk appeared on the table.

Harry skillfully added a spoonful of honey, sprinkled some osmanthus flowers, and handed it to Draco. "It's getting late today, go to bed early, and I'll take care of the rest."

Seeing that there was no other bed prepared, he knew that Draco intended to let this counterpart sleep with him.

But... "I'll take care of our guests." No, not even if it's an identical person. Harry said calmly, not letting any emotion show.

Draco was obediently taken by Harry to wash up, leaving only Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy.

No matter how many times he watched it, Draco Malfoy shuddered. He had forgotten to ask what the relationship between the two was.

Draco Malfoy was in his fourth year after all, and was at the age when he was ignorant and curious about love. He felt that the interaction between these two peers always felt weird.

At this moment, he felt an overly hot gaze coming from the side, and when he turned around, he saw that it was indeed Harry Potter.

"What are you looking at, you stinky scar!" He subconsciously snapped, then realized he was a little annoyed. He had originally wanted to improve his relationship with the savior.

After all, he decided to persuade his father not to be a Death Eater anymore when he returned, and joining the Savior camp was undoubtedly a good way to whitewash the Malfoy family.

Of course, the Malfoys could also remain neutral, but the Malfoys wouldn't be satisfied with that. They would always make the most advantageous choice, right?

Draco Malfoy had already guessed the final winner from some of Draco's subtle hints. Humph, it was really a bargain for this scarred man.

Draco Malfoy decided to hold himself back and be more tolerant of Harry Potter when he fought back.

I am so magnanimous. Draco Malfoy praised himself in his heart.

However, unexpectedly, Harry Potter did not say anything. He just looked at Draco Malfoy deeply with a look that he could not understand and then looked away.

There was silence in the room.

Draco Malfoy was a bit confused. What happened to the Savior? Normally, if he said that, Harry Potter would have jumped up and argued with him for eight hundred rounds, but today he was acting so strangely.

Draco Malfoy stroked his chin and began to think, completely unaware that a pair of eyes were cast towards him invisibly.

Could it be that Scarhead...the Savior wanted to win over the Malfoy family to his side after hearing all that? Draco Malfoy suddenly realized.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He couldn't help but feel smug. He said, no one would refuse a Malfoy. Look, Scar... Harry Potter had rejected his hand before, and now he wanted it back.

Humph, but for the honor of the Malfoy family, he would not seek revenge for not shaking hands with him. If the savior showed him kindness, he would just agree reluctantly. Then Harry Potter would definitely feel ashamed of his attitude of letting bygones be bygones.

Of course, he still holds a grudge, but as the saying goes, revenge is never too late! Humph, wait and see, Scarhead!