Draco's Father Died?

"It's really hard to believe you're only a second-year student," Grindelwald said with a proud expression.

This shows that Basil's power is not simply due to the inheritance of his bloodline; his knowledge and understanding of the nature of magic are also exceptional.

Only then can the discord within Neville be discovered.

("Second year!" Hermione touched Basil's body, comparing him to the video. "This physique, this height, this demeanor—he already has that in second year?")

Basil raised an eyebrow. "I suggest you don't mention my specific grade. Don't forget Ariana is in fifth grade."

He noticed that Dumbledore's lips twitched when Grindelwald mentioned his age.

"The years I spent in my dreams far exceed my experiences in reality, and they are vividly reflected in my body without affecting my lifespan. To be precise, I am now an adult."

"Whose creation is this 'wizard'?"

"Is this one of the trump cards you used to establish your wizarding kingdom?"

Grindelwald ignored Dumbledore's gaze, which seemed to be that of the Riddler again. "Come on, Albus, do you think our Lumbaton boy would keep his secrets from Granger brat?"

"All of our dreams are completely unprotected by our brother-in-law."

He looked at Basil. "He is Neville Lumbaton. A wizard from another world. His timeline is October 1996. He is not our creation."

"Neville in sixth grade?" Basil raised an eyebrow.

Neville shook his head. "We're still in fifth grade. Our curriculum has been changed so much, and many theories have undergone radical changes, so the school made us all repeat the year."

"Don't you have any doubts? About humans from another world or something?"

A greyish-white light flickered in his azure eyes. Basil stroked his chin. "I've always possessed the ability to detect lies. And the possibility that your memories have been altered..."

"Perhaps you don't understand, but from the perspective of dreams, you are a Winky diamond, so weak yet just like Archmage."

"I've never seen a human like you before. It's not impossible that you're from another world."

"There is a lot of information in the ocean of dreams that is clearly not from our world, nor is it fabricated; it may come from another world."

'Dream Walking Technique?' The thought flashed through Neville's mind.

He found it hard to believe that Basil of this world had actually reached the edge of Dream Walking Technique.

(Everyone watching Neville's live stream was also stunned.)

(Voldemort became even more certain that Basil was being controlled, a trick played by him and Dumbledore in the Diary. He was completely unaware that the original Diary had long been destroyed, and what remained was only a copy inscribed by Basil in the [Grimoire].)

"Does your world have studied this?" Basil asked.

Neville nodded. "A great being who can traverse worlds once graced our world."

For some reason, he could open his heart to Basil without any reservations.

Even the items that the Champion were originally not going to mention were now being explained in detail.

"[Dream Walking Technique]: Viewing the vast universe as a grand dream, this technique allows one to traverse other universes in the form of a dream."

"Harry, Krum, Cedric all know this spell."

"However, what they know is only the basics, and they don't travel independently. Instead, they use the framework left by a great being to support the vast ocean of the subconscious of all wizards to achieve the miracle of traveling through the world."

"Harry can physically descend into the world, while Cedric and Krum are merely projections with complete senses, their original bodies remaining in their original worlds in a state of slumber."

"Is that so? Transfer the cost to the dreams? We need to connect all the dreams." Basil put on a thoughtful look at the right moment, then looked up at Neville, "When will the three of them come to pick you up?"

Neville shook his head. "No, that won't work. Their Dream Walking Technique requires them to have already been to another world and left traces before it can work."

"I see," Basil pondered for a moment, "Then you must have been going through the enrollment procedures. By the way, Dumbledore, if that's the case, there's another visitor from another world that you need to deal with."

A long, slender index finger draws a circle in the air, and an image appears within it.

"Say it," the punk-dressed, shirtless boy with a dragon tattoo and platinum blond hair said menacingly to the boy Crabbe and Goyle who were pinning them down, "Who are you?"

"Draco Malfoy".

(Ron suddenly stood up, "That Malfoy guy time-traveled too!")

(Lucius Malfoy had mixed feelings. On one hand, he was very worried about Draco's safety, but on the other hand, he roughly guessed the identity of the sleazy boy—his son from another world.)

(Narcissa, who was not in Azkaban and was not consumed by negative emotions, was not as pessimistic as her husband; she was not worried about her son's safety.)

(What bothered her was, "Why is Draco dressed like this! He's not even dressed properly! And he has tattoos! And earrings!")

Draco recognized himself as well.

They also guessed that they had traveled to another world.

But what he couldn't have imagined was how strong he was. The tattoos on his body could turn into fire dragons, he didn't need spells or wands to cast spells, and his Physical Power was also extremely powerful.

Even he, who had already condensed the Heart of Dark Magic and created many evil spell cards, was no match for him.

You should know that this person looks to be only in second or third grade.

While this was partly due to being shocked by his own appearance and attire in the other world, it was also...

Could it be that the level of magic education in this world is higher?

But the most important thing now is how to convince yourself to believe what you're saying.

"I really am Draco Malfoy. My great-grandfather Septimus Malfoy died in Mera Macmillan's bed. This secret is known only to us Malfoy."

(Sirius: "Grandma?")

(Regulus Black: "Grandma is having an affair, and with Lucius's grandfather no less!")

(Arcturus Black: "Mera, please tell me this isn't true!")

(Orion Black: "Mom, is this true?")

(Mera Macmillan: ".")

(Septimus Malfoy: ".")

(Silence is the best answer.)

(Ron sneered, "Has Malfoy gone mad? How dare he bring up such a shameful thing?")

(Ginny objectively commented, "He wasn't even streaming, so who knew we'd be able to see him through Neville's stream.")

Draco trembled with rage, his tattoos glowing red.

Violent!

The tattoo on its shoulder transformed into a jet-black dragon head, its bright yellow vertical pupils glaring at the creature that had angered its master.

("There's a dragon!" Ron exclaimed in shock.)

(Seamus thought Ron was overreacting. There were quite a few students at the school with fire dragons, and they didn't need to transform the fire dragons into tattoos; they could simply reside in their mental world as cards.)

(Dean mouthed to him, "Malfoy.")

(Seamus immediately understood, "The key isn't the dragon, it's that Malfoy has a dragon.")

"I don't know where you got your hands on our family secrets," Draco said, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Don't think that just because my father is dead, you and those behind him can—"

"Dad's dead?" Overwhelmed with emotion, Draco's Shield Charm card glowed in his mind, shattering the Binding Charm on his body, as well as Crabbe and Goyle. "When did Dad die?!"

(Lucius: "Is my situation in this world even worse?")

(Narcissa's eyes were filled with tears; her initial disdain for Draco's second-year attire instantly transformed into pity and resentment towards the world and herself.)

(In her view, Draco's lack of the Malfoy family's appearance was due to the absence of a father, and her inadequacy as a mother in another world.)

The blond boy's heartfelt cries of "Dad!" twice, his slightly reddened eyes, the tears welling in his eyes, and the urgency expressed in his brows and body language, momentarily made Draco waver.

Could this guy really be a member of the Malfoy family?

After all, his great-grandfather had cheated on his wife and might have had a child, or perhaps his grandfather and father had also followed the Malfoy family tradition of cheating.

My grandfather, in particular, was the most adventurous, and he even died of Dragon Pox as a result.

But if it's true, why is his name Draco Malfoy?

Choosing a name is not unusual; it is quite common among the Sacred Twenty-Eight.

Barty Crouch, Barty Crouch Jr. Crouch Jr., Sirius, Sirius Black.

Even Harry's great-grandfather, Henry Potter, was actually Harry.

However, this only happens between elders and juniors. What about peers?

Seeing that the boy in front of him, who called himself Draco Malfoy, showed no signs of further attack and was still very concerned about what he had just said, Draco thought to himself, "This guy is obviously older than me, so should I call him Draco Malfoy from now on?"

Or, with a different pronunciation, it could be Dragon Malfoy.

"Perhaps you are indeed a member of the Malfoy family," Draco said helplessly, "But everything has its order of arrival, so I am Draco Malfoy. Do you understand?"

Crabbe and Goyle, both from Pure-blood families, immediately understood Draco's meaning and added, "You should be called Draco Malfoy." "Dragon Malfoy is fine too!"

"No," Draco retorted, "I am Draco Malfoy. My father—"

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!" The shorter Draco, however, seemed even more imposing, as if he had grown taller. "Vincent, Gregory, go!"

(Crabbe and Goyle were moved; Draco in this world was actually calling them by their names so affectionately.)

(Lucius frowned. Indeed, his time in this world had been too short; excessive closeness would have made it difficult for Crabbe and the Goyle families to distinguish between the two kings. He also needed to use more formal surnames for his vassal families, further highlighting the Malfoy family's prestige.)

Who is Vincent Gregory?

Draco's first thought was, "How am I supposed to call them by their names?"

"Stop!" Dumbledore finally spoke up. "This boy is not lying. He is Draco Malfoy."

"Dumbledore!" x3

Although Draco believed that wizards were the future after visiting the School of Good and Evil with his mother during the summer vacation, his awe of Dumbledore was rekindled after seeing the World Tree and this space.

So he accepted Dumbledore's explanation without hesitation, "You mean?"

"Neville!" Draco ignored the young red-haired version of Dumbledore Basil had only been at Hogwarts for almost two years, and the unknown blond boy. For a moment, he only had eyes for Neville.

They completely forgot how they bullied Neville and looked down on him in first grade.

The shorter Draco frowned at Neville. "You're not Neville Lumbaton either, are you? Professor, when are we going to see another old Harry?"

"They come from another world," Manstein added.

"Don't think you can chime in just because you're close to Dumbledore," Draco, though he was Harry's friend, he didn't know Manstein's true identity. "German!"

However, despite his bluntness, he did not question Manstein's words.

After all, Manstein's man was Dumbledore.

He himself had actually been to another world, and everything about the School of Good and Evil still fascinates him to this day.

"Could you tell me how my father died first?" the taller Draco asked.

Retorted, Manstein grinned wickedly. "How did he die? He was sacrificed by his master, Voldemort, and when he was finally found, all that was left was a bald head. So, how do you think he died?"

(Bellatrix laughs loudly, "Good riddance! Good riddance! Lucius! Your master in the other world discovered your infidelity long ago!")

(Lucius first touched his hair, then his neck, "You Half-blood bastard raised by pee, how dare you touch my precious hair!")

(The movie version lacks the bickering romance between Lucius Malfoy and Arthur Weasley, who is purely an enemy, Arthur is overjoyed, exclaiming, "Bald, bald!")

(His Mediterranean appearance, like his poverty and family background, had been mocked by Lucius many times.)

"Voldemort, you bastard!" Draco roared.

("The Voldemort you insulted has been devoured by me." Voldemort was already hesitating about whether to change his name.)

"Alright," Basil frowned, "You can come over here first."

The two Draco then realized that Dumbledore had not entered the dormitory; they were still standing in the Headmaster's Office, connected to the dormitory only by an invisible door.

Crabbe and Goyle had already walked past.

"Yes." x2

The two walked into the office one after the other, and the dormitory behind them disappeared into the air.

Knock knock!

The door was pushed open, and a woman with a good figure and beautiful face, wearing a green robe and square-framed glasses, walked in.

"Dumbledore, why did you summon me here, Basil?"

Her gaze first settled on her favorite, Basil, and then fell on the two unfamiliar students wearing Slytherin and Gryffindor robes, with Muggle -like clothing underneath.

"Who are those two? New international students?"

"Professor McGonagall, you've come at the perfect time." Dumbledore smiled. "You can understand it that way."

("Hey, Professor McGonagall still looks quite charming!")

(Many viewers shared the same thought as this anonymous viewer; they couldn't believe that Professor McGonagall in this world was so young and so beautiful!)

(Could it be that this world, like the Rune Card World, has no elderly people?)

(Professor McGonagall, who had seen her own Rune Card World, was already used to it; she simply remarked critically, "Why are they square-framed glasses, not round ones?")