HP+ first love is no small matter

The Dark Lord was still teaching her magic and potions, and he was so focused on teaching her that Draco was very skeptical that he would agree to let her go to Hogwarts.

But the owl's letter still arrived. Vera sat in the living room and opened it with great interest.

"Owls deliver letters," she laughed. "I thought they were too stupid to do such a thing, or did wizards have special training techniques?"

"Maybe it's the owl who's acting stupid on purpose when it comes to Muggles," Draco said.

And she glanced at him, "I think what you said makes sense."

Then she handed the letter to him, "Is this the legendary Hogwarts?" She held her chin, "Your mother said you are from Slytherin House, and she said that your whole family is from Slytherin."

"He's a Slytherin too," Draco said.

"Then I know where I have to go." The girl sighed boredly.

Draco hesitated, and finally gave up.

The girl glanced at him, "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing."

"Don't hide anything from me." She said softly, folding the paper back into the envelope, her long hair hanging on her shoulders and her chin raised slightly.They still have a long time to get along slowly.

The Dark Lord made a special trip out for some unknown reason, and the letter from Hogwarts was delivered just at this time.

"We're not sure if he'll let you go..."

"Did he let me go last time?" the girl asked him back.

"He let you go."

"Then I should go too this time."

"Why are you so sure?"

"He asked me to meet someone a few days ago and told me that he was the Potions teacher and head of Slytherin at Hogwarts," the girl stared at Draco, "You are a student of Slytherin, and he has many The family has kids in Slytherin, so if I go to Slytherin too, I can probably be a sort of little boss over there."

The word boss is too ugly.Why didn't she say that she would be a little leader?

"Draco," she shook her head, "I'm going to Hogwarts."

She looked at the folded envelope in her hand, "He has expectations of me, and he thinks that what he can do is not difficult for me."

"what do you mean……"

"He influenced and controlled the Death Eaters of your parents' generation," she parted her red lips slightly. "Now it's time for me to absorb some fresh blood for him."

"But you don't care about blood at all."

"Not liking it and not being able to do it are two different things, my dear cousin," she smiled, pulling her own chain from her neck, on which was a black stone ring, "did I have this last time?"

That's the ring that gave him a heart attack, Draco thought, it's what you killed yourself last time.

"Have."

"That's fine," the girl chuckled softly. "This ring has something to do with it. I don't know what it is yet, but I don't need you to tell me, Draco. Learned a lot."

She tucked the ring back into her collar and asked him suddenly, "Draco, do you know what I'm doing?"

He thought about it, and said honestly, "I know you are thinking about how to let him and you live at the same time, but I still don't know why you are doing these things now."

"That's enough," she said, "You may not be smart, but you don't pretend to be smart, and I hate self-righteous fools."

She patted his face affectionately, and just at that moment, the Dark Lord pushed open the door of the living room.

He frowned and watched the two of them get along, the girl's fingers were still in the air, Draco felt every hair on his body stand up, and hurriedly stood up from the sofa.

But Vera still didn't move, she sat on the Dark Lord's seat, she said, "You're back."

"Yes." He walked over with a cold face, and Draco subconsciously took three steps back, "You go." Vera said.

Draco hurried out of the living room with this sentence.

The Dark Lord stared at his back, and finally sat beside her after he went out. She showed him the letter in her hand, and he glanced at it, "Hogwarts?"

"Well," said the girl, "I think my mother found me at last."

"do you want to go?"

"Don't you want me to go?" She laughed, "You obviously want me to go."

He stopped talking.

While she was smiling, the letter in her hand suddenly ignited a dark green flame from the corner, and the paper ash fell from her hand like a butterfly, and she let go of it when it was about to burn her fingers. said, "Isn't that why you asked me to meet Snape?"

"I'm hesitating," he said. "I'm hesitating whether I should let you go."

"They said that many parents would be reluctant to leave their children to go to school. I remember that many parents in the class cried when I was in the first grade. They hugged their children and cried with them, and they couldn't tell who cried the most. "She said, "Are you the same?" She laughed mischievously, "Do you want to hold me and cry?"

She put her arms around him, "Cry if you want, but let me tell you, I never cried at that time."

"No," he scratched her nose, "not for that reason, they cry because they don't have the talent to teach a child, but I'm not for that reason. I'm better than all the teachers in Hogwarts put together, You can learn from me what they can never teach you."

"Then why are you hesitating? I am a student you taught, and I am better than everyone else." She asked again, "Are you afraid that I will not be able to do what you want me to do? You doubt that I will fail ? Are you afraid that I will embarrass you there?"

"I don't believe there's anything I can't do, and I don't believe there's anything you can't do."

"Then why are you still afraid of my leaving?" She looked at him, her green eyes were as bright as the flames just now.

He hugged her and pressed her head in his arms, he said, "Probably because I only have you," he said softly, "Will you stay by my side forever and not betray me?"

"If you can keep my brother from dying," she said, "then I will stay with you until death takes me."

"Reaper?" He laughed, "You know I am not afraid of death, I am immortal, and so will you."

"I'm not afraid of dying," she said, "but I'm afraid of losing, just like you."

He subconsciously tightened his arms a little, couldn't help wanting to kiss her, hesitated for a long time but restrained himself.

"Death will never take you from me, miss," he said. "Well, you've won, miss, you've won. You've convinced me you can go to Hogwarts."

He said softly, "Go, let Narcissa take you to order two sets of school uniforms, and then buy the textbooks and utensils needed for the start of school. We can preview in advance. You are in the fifth grade at the beginning of school, and I believe you are better than most students , but you have no common sense and foundation about magic at all. You always talk to me about logic, but magic doesn’t have that much logic. Magic is unconstrained, and too much logic will only make you fail. So most wizards have poor logic, And we're going to let you and those idiots be able to chat."

"I just had my new gown made two weeks ago," she said. "I can have them ready and send it over without having to measure it. It saves me some time and we can spend more time together. As for the things I need for the start of school, I think I can go buy it myself, so I can see if I can pretend I'm one of those idiots."

"Just one thing—don't go to Knockturn Alley, although I could go there by myself when I was your age." He said softly, "But you are too beautiful, and I am a little worried."

"It's as if you were ugly when you were young," she laughed, "Narcissa told me that Bellatrix started collecting all news reports about you when she was younger than I am now, and did Several scrapbooks have been written about you. I think you looked absolutely fine when you were young, or you wouldn't have charmed a woman old enough to be your daughter for so many years."

"You're still mad at her." He chuckled softly, "You hate her?"

"No," she said, "it's just that her behavior is kind of familiar to me, and I hate that behavior, you know? There was a girl who collected everything Regulus had, including the pencils he used. "

"You don't like people approaching your brother," he said.

"He's mine, and I never share it," said the girl, letting go of him, and she said, "It's a pity that you suddenly agreed to let me go, but I burned my admission letter."

"That's all right," said the Dark Lord. "Dumbledore wants you to come. He's always been kind to whoever he wants. This won't be the only one you have."

He let go of her, "Go, miss, while there is still time, you go to deal with your affairs first, after dinner I will continue to teach you some basic magic, and your snake also needs to be fed."

She agreed, slipped out of his arms nimbly, pushed open the door of the living room without a sound, and then disappeared, leaving him alone in the silence of the room.

He couldn't help looking at his hand, which was just now on her shoulder, inserted in her hair, even stroked her cheek, and rubbed against her ear.

like that...

exactly the same...

It was as if his heart ached when he saw her smiling at him.

He lowered his head and kissed his palm lightly.

The author has something to say:

Since the second week is over, it is assumed that everyone has watched the first week, and then I will omit some plots and just look at it from Draco's point of view.

Lao Fu gave her his Horcrux and told her that it would make him immortal, which was also equivalent to implying that she could make her brother immortal.

This was the main reason why she wanted to stay by Lao Fu's side no matter what.

Speaking of a soul without a body, it is really miserable. Before that, Lao Fu had been gritting his teeth alone in the forest for so many years.Although I don't understand why he didn't tell others how to use Horcruxes to create a physical body for himself, and cut himself into pieces to hide, to be honest, what's the difference between giving himself a life sentence?

But this time I think he should have learned his lesson.For example, the back of his gold cup is in Bella's hands, so he should believe that Bella will revive him no matter what.

He didn't tell the little girl how to make a horcrux until very late. Before that, he only taught her how to resurrect a person with a horcrux. He relied on this to keep her. He didn't know a word until he completely trusted her. confided.