1987, an ancient manor on the outskirts of Wiltshire, England.
The manor occupied a huge area and was filled with an ancient, gloomy atmosphere. If one was brave enough, they might want to go in and investigate, to see if there were any strange occurrences. However, ordinary people did not have the opportunity to enter the manor. Because this was a wizard's manor, there were spells placed around it to prevent ordinary people from entering the wizard's world. The owner of the manor was Lucius Malfoy, a former Death Eater.
"It's finally over." Draco Malfoy closed the book and sighed heavily. Continuous high-intensity reading was too much for an eight year old body. On the cover of the book, there were a few large words – "A Thousand Magical Herbs and Mushrooms, by Felida Spoor."
"Unknowingly, it has been eight years since I came to this world." Malfoy looked at the full-length mirror in the study room. Looking at his platinum hair and small body, he still felt that it was unreal. He had actually transmigrated. Back then, he had only saved an elementary school student, and after being hit by a car, he had transmigrated. He had transmigrated to the world of Harry Potter, and the person who had replaced him was one of the main supporting characters, Malfoy.
In his previous life, as a fan of novels and movies, he knew the plot development of the original novel like the back of his hand. He also felt that it was a pity for Malfoy. "He has a good family background and a handsome appearance, but all he does are low-level villains. He's not bad enough. He always does things that are degrading to go against Harry Potter. His father is just a fence-sitter who's good at scheming." But this was just his opinion before he crossed over. After transmigrating, he naturally would not follow the original novel and would continue living his life according to the original path. Since he had transmigrated, if he did not change the course of history, wouldn't he be wasting such a good opportunity?
"Seems like this is the only benefit of transmigrating." Looking at the large pile of books in the study room, Malfoy revealed a satisfied smile.
"Retentive memory and improved comprehension ability, what kind of cheat is this?" Malfoy could not help but think.
Since he wanted to change the trajectory of his life, strength was naturally the most important factor. If he had the same strength as Voldemort and didn't commit any crimes, coupled with his inherited good looks and family background, he would be the standard template of a winner in life.
With the soul of an adult in his body, Malfoy naturally would not be as active as a child. On the contrary, Malfoy, who had received a good education, understood a principle: "Knowledge is power."
Without a good theoretical foundation, all magic was just a castle in the air. If Tom Riddle had not been brought to Hogwarts by Dumbledore, he would have been a wild wizard at best. Knowing this, Malfoy would not miss out on his rare free time. Due to his age, he could not control his spellcasting effectively, so he used his free time to learn the basics of magic, such as herbology, standard spells, and other basic subjects.
"I didn't manage to be a top student in my previous life. Looks like I'm going to enjoy being one in this life." Ever since he set his goal, Malfoy had been working hard for it, and in the process, he was surprised to find that his memory and comprehension had improved by more than a level compared to his previous life. Perhaps it could only be attributed to transmigration.
"Knock knock knock." There was a knock on the door.
"Young Master, Master wants you to go over." The butler's voice came from outside the door.
"Okay, I got it." After putting the books back in their original place, Malfoy pushed open the door and walked through a few corners before arriving at Lucius Malfoy's study.
"Father, is there anything you need from me?" Ever since Malfoy recognized reality, he decided to play the role of a son seriously. Having such a cheap father was inevitable. Although he was a villain in the original work, he still treated his family quite well.
"I just need to find an opportunity to teach him the art of choosing sides. Voldemort's team is not easy to follow. In the original work, if Narcissa had not saved Harry's life, and if the Dark Lord had still lost, this family would have been sent to Azkaban. Does this count as me wishing for my father to become a dragon? "Looking at Lucius, Malfoy's thoughts could not help but wander.
"How's the progress of your studies?" Lucius stood by the window. Under the sunlight outside the window, Lucius's already pale pointed face looked even gloomier. But the concern in his tone could not be faked.
Unlike ordinary children of the same age, Malfoy had been very quiet since infancy. He basically did not cry or make a fuss, and when he was older, he rarely spoke. Some gossipy servants began to spread the news. "It seems that the young master is a mute. He can't even recite that spell, so he's equivalent to a dud." This made Lucius, who was proud of his lineage and family background, fly into a rage and deal with those servants. But he could not help but have doubts. "My child is too abnormal. He can't really be a dud, right?"
As a result, when Lucius personally taught Malfoy, he found that his child was an out-and-out genius. Malfoy's learning of daily life aside, his interest in magic was abnormally strong. After learning how to read, his learning progress was even faster. He could even consciously control his own magic power. Once, Lucius gave his wand to Malfoy and taught him a simple spell. As a result, Malfoy succeeded in casting it on his first try. His initial silence naturally became a sign of his talent. It was not a symbol of a dud.
Which parent did not want their child to be successful? In addition, Malfoy's passion for magic was even higher than Lucius's, so Lucius naturally had high expectations for Malfoy.
"Everything is normal, Father. In terms of knowledge, I should have reached the level of a third-grade student, "Malfoy replied.
"Very good. As expected of the heir of the Malfoy family." Lucius was very satisfied. His pale face could not help but reveal a slight smile.
"Tomorrow, the Parkinson family will come to our house as guests. I heard that there is a girl of your age. How about it? Are you interested?" Lucius rarely teased Malfoy. Perhaps because Malfoy's talent was too outstanding, Lucius's joyful mood even weakened his gloomy temperament. Malfoy's early intelligence and the tradition of marriage between pure-blooded wizards also showed that Lucius's words were not entirely a joke.
"Father is joking," Malfoy replied softly. But his heart began to surge. "Parkinson? Pansy? How should I get along with her? "