[HP] Silver Green Pride

Angle walked up to Narcissa with small steps, and gracefully performed an aristocratic etiquette that no one could fault: "Hello, Mrs. Malfoy, I am Angelina Black."

After a while, Narcissa restrained her exposed emotions, exhaled slowly, with indescribable sadness and faint expectation in her eyes: "Your name is Angelina? Regulus... is yours." Father?" Since the surname is Black, and the time coincides with the original one, it is only Rael's child.

Under Narcissa's gaze, An Ge nodded slowly: "He is my father..."

Narcissa listened and shed tears again. After a long time, she calmed down, her voice was sad and soft: "Can you tell me who your mother is?"

After a moment of silence, Ange said with a faint voice: "I don't know."

She wasn't lying, she didn't know who her mother was - because she had two fathers.

"Is that so? Then you must have suffered a lot!" Narcissa's eyes were even more regretful, but it did not hinder her affection. Maybe this child is a pure-blood, maybe this child is a mixed-race, but no matter what, She is Leier's only blood...Under such circumstances, it is not easy to leave a blood.

Although pure blood is biased against mixed blood, Narcissa has no dislike towards Ange, and everything is for the continuation of the family. At that time, Regulus was not wrong no matter what.

It's just a pity for this little girl. It seems that she lost her mother when she was born.

"It's okay." Ange said softly.

"If you don't mind, call me Auntie. I am the cousin of your father Regulus."

Ange stared at Narcissa for a moment, then pursed his lips suddenly, took a step back, and after the first meeting ceremony between the junior and the elder, he called out in a low voice, "Aunt Narcissa."

Although it's a bit awkward, she will live in the wizarding world for a long time in the future. Black's surname can at best give her a noble background in the wizarding world, but the declining family can't give her blessings. Make good friends with the Malfoy family... ...is crucial.

Although she has a lot of energy in the UK, she has yet to get involved in the wizarding world.

Although the marquis died, she worked under him in the past and had contact with a lot of connections. After he died, she was the sole heir in his name. Naturally, it was her duty to inherit all the wealth and titles. Come here, and by the way, the European network will also receive it.

Besides, she could tell that this aunt by blood was sincere to her. Although she didn't know how sincere she was, she was still willing to accept it.

There was a flash of light in Narcissa's eyes. Although this little niece grew up in the Muggle world, her upbringing seemed no worse than any pure-blood noble. At least the etiquette just now was perfect and impeccable.

At the beginning, she knew that Regulus had a child, but before she could figure it out, Regulus died, and the child disappeared into the wizarding world. She and others once thought that, That child died, but unexpectedly, after 11 years, that child appeared...beautiful and elegant. Although he grew up in the world of Muggles, he has a nobility that does not lose to any pure-blood nobles.

With a relieved smile, Narcissa put Draco and Angela on their seats, and said in a low voice, "You also received the Hogwarts admission notice this year, right?"

"Yes." Ange nodded, and said in a low voice, "It's a professor named Snape...he seems...to be very familiar with Mr. Malfoy."

"He is Xiaolong's godfather." Narcissa chuckled, "It seems that you are very destined, he never picked up students before." Narcissa seemed to think of something, but she seemed to have no idea, and she was alone He frowned slightly, then let go after a moment.

"Maybe...Professor Snape seems a bit serious, but he seems to be quite nice and patient." Ange tilted his head, smiling harmlessly.

For a moment, Draco and Narcissa's expressions seemed to be a little stiff. They looked at each other and saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.

Nice people?Have patience?Did she mean Sif (Godfather)?

Because of her love and love for Ange, Narcissa kept asking her about her past, and Ange grew up as a killer, and his ability to disguise and make friends without a trace is also very good. However, in an afternoon in the world, Ange coaxed Narcissa to cry. She treated herself like her own daughter.

When she was about to say goodbye, Narcissa kept her again and again, feeling that she was the only one in the Muggle world and it was very unsafe, and wanted her to live in Malfoy Manor.

Smiling and shied away, Ange passed through the Floo network and returned to Diagon Alley.

And after she left, Narcissa reluctantly took out her handkerchief and wiped away her tears: "What a poor and lovely child...why is he just a mixed race?"

Hearing Narcissa's words, Mr. Malfoy's face, which was prettier than a peacock, had a faint color: "Narcisha... What I want to say is that Sif told me that the child can still be regarded as a pure blood."

"Oh?" Narcissa replied vaguely.

Holding a pretty and cute little white fox in his arms, Ange walked past the train and watched the boxes count one by one.

The Hogwarts Express will always leave boxes for a few nobles at the forefront. Although the Black family is in decline, because Narcissa is in charge of the business for the time being, they will still come every year as scheduled to serve Hogwarts accounts. A sum of money was crossed out, so the box belonging to the Black family on the express has always existed.

The footsteps stopped on the family crest belonging to the Black family, and looking forward, there was only a closed door, with the crests of the four houses belonging to Hogwarts painted on them.

The names of the four colleges of Hogwarts, thousands of years ago, black and white wizards were most prosperous in the powerful families...

It’s just that as time goes by, the bloodlines of the three families of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw have been submerged in the long river of history, and Slytherin...

Thinking of the Dark Lord who split his soul in pursuit of eternal life, Ange's lips curled into a sneer.

She did not enter the box belonging to the Black family, but turned around and took a few steps back, stood in front of the box of the Malfoy family, and knocked lightly on the door. At this time, a girl with brown shaggy hair hurriedly ran He came over and knocked her down to the ground, even the snow fox in his arms let go of her embrace.

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