Lucius snorted. "Our not being in Azkaban might, but our success is our own. We are Malfoys, we always come out on top. Did we not in the first war as well? We find ways to adapt."
"I dare you to say that to your mother," Lucius said with a smirk. "She'd be less indulgent."
"And I'm glad you see it that way. He might come to you to fill in the gaps I cannot provide, I'd leave it up to you if you want to provide him with them or not."