Chapter 313: The Restrictions behind Comprehension and Project Parseltongue!
The Grand Fair seemed to have lost its colors for Darcie and Daphne.
Things wouldn't have felt so exaggerated, perhaps, if they hadn't shared such a close relationship with a house-elf themselves.
The arrival of the minister for the closing ceremony, a great front-page article in the evening issue of the Daily Prophet on the Chess Tournament, and even the premature departure of Daphne to the Greengrass Manor couldn't bring Darcie out of her troubled thoughts.
Darcie Malfoy had quite an open mind because of her special circumstances of the preposterous rumors and prejudice against her.
Her published paper emphasized the intentions behind Magic as a qualifying measure, rather than just foolishly naming and dividing this vast field into white and black.
Despite all that, even Darcie had to accept that extracting Bone Marrow out of a live house-elf could have no good intentions behind it. So what if it raised a potion's efficacy, letting it last for centuries?
It was just too cruel.
So when Darcie holed herself in her room, just after Daphne's reluctant departure, all thought that the little Malfoy had tired herself out by fluttering around the shops of Diagon Alley too much.
When the time for supper came, Darcie ate little, just sipping on the juice and having a bite of the pie.
From a corner, Madam Villanelle kept looking at her, but all that had gone unnoticed by Darcie.
After having a grand celebratory meeting with the minister, Lucius and Narcissa returned to the Malfoy Manor with Draco and Dobby.