Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 337 What should I do?

"Said..."

"Dad, I'm back..."

Mr Diggory showed no surprise.

"Is he... gone?" he asked cautiously.

Cedric seemed to have his throat strangled and couldn't speak.

"Okay, let's not talk about this... I'm glad you're back... I thought you would never..." Mr. Diggory's voice choked and he didn't continue.

"Did Malfoy ask him for you?"

Seeing that Cedric was indifferent, he knew that he had asked the wrong question again.

"Okay, I get it. Malfoy is our friend forever."

"Yes, Dad," Cedric answered quickly.

"You are such a good child... How could I be so worthy of being your father and son in this life..."

Mr Diggory sighed.

"Dad, don't say that..."

Cedric was a little overwhelmed.

The house elf led the two to the luxurious guest room.

"Feel free to contact me if you need anything..." The house elf bowed to the two.

"That's great..." Mr. Diggory looked around. "Among the pure-blood families that have been passed down to this day, only Malfoy has accumulated countless wealth... For us, even our ancestral home has been taken over by the Ministry of Magic and turned into a tourist attraction..."

"Dad, I will work hard and join the Ministry of Magic after graduation. One day, we can return to our ancestral home..." Cedric said with a serious expression.

"You think too simply... The Ministry of Magic is a man-eating black hole. The treasures in our ancestral home have long been divided up by them, leaving only an empty shell. If you want to redeem it, it may take the efforts of several generations..."

"That's a goal too, isn't it? Home is where your roots are..." Cedric's gaze rested on the Malfoy family crest.

Generations of Malfoys have lived here, and the family history and glory have been passed down through these objects.

He had never thought about these questions before he experienced them with the crown.

Occasionally, he could sense the other person's emotions.

Resentful, painful, confused, and extremely conceited...

The other party was so talented that he admired him to the core.

He knew that throughout his life, he would never be able to reach the other person's height.

He even occasionally wondered if his father would be happier if the other person took his place.

No ifs…

Fortunately, everything returned to normal.

He could finally use his eyes and his arms to truly feel the world.

This is the blessing of surviving a disaster...

The other party...even understood his psychology.

He, a secret that cannot be told.

It took a whole day and night for Tom's soul to merge with the crown.

Abraxas and I were always there.

“Aurora, go and rest for a while, I’ll be here for you…you’re still growing…” Abraxas ruffled my hair.

"No, Grandpa... the process is very dangerous, I have to keep an eye on it."

My blood is the bond that keeps Tom's body alive in this world.

If the fusion fails, I must create a new body for him as soon as possible.

As for the crown, I have thought about it too.

Considering his recent performance, I am willing to give him this opportunity.

A chance to survive as an individual.

But I didn't discuss this with Draco.

He forbade me to use blood freely.

what should I do?