1964, Malfoy Manor.
Young Lucius Malfoy was holding his tenth birthday party. His father was chatting familiarly with Mr. Black. Through Signus's tall body, he saw the golden head hidden beside him——
"I am Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy." Lucius raised his chin.
"Narcissa Black." She smiled politely, showing the dimples in her cheeks.
——Her hair shines in the sun, as beautiful as gold galleons...
Purpose: No whitewashing, no smearing, no rebirth, no time travel, the story of the HP parent generation, from now on we are no longer confused