"My dear, are you really planning to go to Hogwarts right now? Recently..."
Lucius was busy putting on his exquisite overcoat. Hearing Narcissa's words, he turned to look at his wife as she slowly descended the stairs, giving her a slight nod while picking up the snake-headed cane resting beside the table. "I know, Cissy," he sighed softly, continuing, "Draco hasn't written back, and there's no response from the two-way mirror I gave him either. I have to go check. No one will notice my movements at this hour; I'll be back soon."
As his words fell, the cold, damp night air outside seemed to carry a sharp edge, silently piercing through the misty atmosphere and seeping into the house. Lucius's figure was gradually obscured by the slowly closing door, until he vanished completely from Narcissa's sight.
Chapter 190