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He agreed.

"Put the box here," she said, "we'll be back later."

"Where are you going?" Pansy said, "Draco, where are you going?"

But she had already grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him out again.

"Draco..." Pansy chased them out the door, "Draco..."

"Use your brain to think about things carefully!" Vera obviously became irritable, "Didn't I just say that I want to change cars with him and stay alone?"

She said mockingly, "You're not good-looking, and you don't even have a good brain, do you?"

Pansy could only stare.

"Your girlfriend?" Vera didn't intend to let her go, "Can't you find someone who looks better and has more brains?"

Draco whispered, "She's not my girlfriend."

He said, "Go to the front of the train, there's a prefect's car over there, we can stay there for a while."

"Are you a prefect?"

"Me too!" Pansy exclaimed.

"What is a prefect? ​​Can everyone do it?" Vera asked Draco slowly.

Pansy had already run away with the suitcase in tears again.

Vera looked at her running away, her face seemed to soften a little, and she said in a low voice, "I really hate idiots."

"Talking to them is a waste of time," Draco continued. "It's a hassle to keep saying the same thing to a person all the time and keep explaining your actions."

"If you know," she looked at him, "then why do you have such a good relationship with her? She is just looking at herself as your girlfriend. "

……

Draco said awkwardly, "Because I'm not really smart."

"Don't think like that," she said, "You're already pretty good." She looked up, "It's already easy to talk to you."

That's because it's the second time I've heard many things from you.

The two of them continued to walk back.

She said, "If you don't like her, don't give her hope."

……

After a while, Draco spoke.

"Whoever likes someone is his own business, not the one he likes. Even if I don't like her, what can I do if she wants to like me?"

"She's supposed to want to marry you," Vera said. "You're about the same age, and you're pretty good-looking compared to those so-called pure-blood boys you showed me today. And I It seems that your family should be quite rich."

"Are you complimenting me?"

"If you simply have to choose someone who can be your husband in that box just now," she frowned, "don't worry, I will choose you too."

"Crabbe and Goyle..." Draco thought for a moment, "They did..."

To be polite, he'd better keep his mouth shut.

They came out again before Harry had time to figure out how to follow them into the box, which had to be said to be a very convenient thing.

He followed the cousins, but everything he heard seemed plausible rather than inexplicable.

But the part where she made Pansy cry in anger did sound very comfortable. Pansy is really not a very likable girl.

Because Pansy liked Draco, she gave Harry a lot of rollicking and uncomfortable words.

"Where can I get you some ice?" she asked him. "I think you need some ice."

"That's not difficult." Draco waved his wand, and gave her a block of ice the size of a goose egg, and she turned to catch it and wrapped it in a handkerchief, at which point Harry walked past her, very lucky I found that the front compartment was already a prefect compartment.And for some reason, there was no one in it, the compartment even had the door open.

He took this opportunity to get into the compartment, and the two people behind him also entered this compartment.

Vera came in first, and Draco followed her, then cast a few spells on the doorknob to make sure no one else would come in.

The girl pinned Draco on the seat and covered half of his face with ice.

"Why did you say Mudblood? I didn't ask you." She looked into his eyes instead of his cheek, and he looked away.

"You're provoking that boy on purpose."

Draco didn't speak.

And she suddenly broke his shoulder, "Why did you provoke him? Do you want to provoke the relationship between me and my brother?"

"I don't need to provoke you, Vera," Draco said, "You know your brother has an excess of morals."

"That's what he is," said Vera, "but why did you set me against him? Would you rather be beaten for it?"

"I think if your brother wasn't on the same path as us in the first place, we should have given him a better choice. He's the kind of character that fits with the Harry Potter group rather than us."

"If he won't go my way, then I'll go his way."

"Really?" Draco asked her back, "Then why are you here with me now?"

She was angry with Regulus.

Because Regulus said that he would not stand on her side regardless of right and wrong, even if she wanted him to do so.

She was pissed, pissed off why looking right to Regulus was more important than her.

She has a bad temper, and she is not always willing to restrain herself even when facing Regulus.

"You think you've caught my mind," she asked him. "You think you can guess what I'm doing?"

"We all know I've done it," Draco said, "and Regulus isn't the only one who understands what you're doing and what you're thinking! He's not that special, Vera, and you know I can too." !"

"There's no one like him," Vera said. "So what if you knew? You're not him after all."

"I'm not him," Draco said. "You know I'm not like him."

She was overwhelmed by him and had nothing to say.

But he still helped him apply cold compresses to half of his swollen face, and he felt that his burning pain was relieved a lot, but she asked in a low voice, "Are you still in pain?"

"It's better than before."

"Who is my father?" she asked Draco again, without warning.

"That doesn't matter," he said. "Vera, it doesn't matter who your father is."

"Draco," she said softly, putting a hand on his arm and resting her chin on his shoulder, "tell me."

She was so close to him, her breath passing by his ear, making his heart beat faster, and he said, "Vera, it doesn't matter who your father is."

"My brother's name is Regulus Black," she said softly. "I know some men who name their children after their fathers, and I know some fathers who name their children after their brothers," she said in his Said in his ear, "Tell me, is my father the older brother or the younger brother of the Black brothers?"

Her voice is low and low, with an uptick in her tail, and she has an unspeakable temperament, as if a small hand is gently scratching your heart.

Harry felt himself blushing, while Draco looked fine, except for the blush at the tips of his ears.

"That's really not important..." He said hoarsely, then cleared his throat with a cough. "It doesn't matter whether your father is Sirius or Regulus."

"That means I'm indeed the child of one of them?" Vera sat back in her seat leisurely, "Draco," she shook her head, "you're really not good at keeping secrets."

All his answers were written on his face.

"That's right for you," he said softly, "you always know what you want to know."

She laughed, put her hands on his shoulders, and said, "How should I introduce me to others? Your cousin? Your mother's cousin's daughter, or your father's sister's daughter? You know I'm an illegitimate child, I even My dad doesn't even know who it is."

"I..." Draco wanted to say that I didn't care, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't have the qualifications to say such a thing.She didn't care at all whether he cared or not.

She leaned into his arms, "Draco," she said, "shall I tell people I'm your sister? After all, Regulus' surname is at least Black, but I'm a Malfoy like you."

Not good, everyone knows that he is the only child in the family.

"Shall we tell people that I am your father's child with another woman outside?" She asked him.

"No!" Draco almost jumped up, "Absolutely not!"

"why?"

Then you will be my sister and not Regulus' sister!Then between me and you...

It is even more impossible.

"Who the hell is my father?" She looked at him. "Tell me, Draco, your father doesn't know, your mother doesn't know, and the Dark Lord doesn't know," she looked at him. "But you do, don't you?" ? Why won't you tell me?"

"Because no matter who your father is," he looked at her, "some things cannot be changed by his identity."

Your mother is the daughter of the Dark Lord, and his blood runs through you.

Not even Sirius' blood could cover it up, and it would be better not to tell anyone who your father was in the first place than to tell people you were Sirius' child and end up with the Dark Lord's blood.

"That's pretty much the same, my mother is your father's sister, Draco, and I'm your cousin just because of that, we're related by blood, and my father—no matter who he is, he They're both your mother's cousins, and we're almost like siblings." She stopped looking at him but continued to apply ice to his cheeks, "Draco, our last name is Malfoy, and we even look the same. hair and chin, so even if you don't tell people that I'm your father's sister from another woman, as long as you don't give me a clear father, people will think that way."

"Do not……"

"Are you going to make me a dad?" she asked him. "Like my mother?"

He took a deep breath, "I'll take care of it."

"How to deal with it?"

"No one can insult your parentage to my face," he said, "Vera, I'll take care of that!"

"You can't solve it," she said cruelly. "Some things can only be explained truthfully, not covered up. Layers upon layers of concealment will one day turn into riddles full of holes."

"Draco," she said, "tell me, tell me who my father really is."

She said, "Is it Sirius? The traitor from the pure-blood family? Or Regulus? The traitor from the Death Eaters?" She said, "Since they are all traitors, then I think who is my father? It doesn't matter, I just want to be more sure, who is he? Draco, I just want to know this one thing."

"Vera," Draco said, "don't think about it, okay?"

He will never forget the scene of Vera crying and telling Regulus that she was looking for the body of her uncle Regulus.

She said, "What should I do? Should I call him by your first name?"

What should he do?Should he give her that name and watch her drive himself crazy?

He doesn't want her to do it again.

Sirius was gone, and Regulus was not her father.

She couldn't protect her brother the way the Dark Lord did.

She laughed, "Draco, are you really not going to tell me?"

"I can't," he said. "The truth is not such a pleasant thing, Vera."

She sneered, shoved an ice cube into Draco's hand, and went out of the box, banging her hand on Harry on the way out, taking up a bit of his invisibility cloak.

She staggered, but didn't seem to notice Harry's presence.She wanted so badly to get out.

Draco tried to hold her but she swung him away, and she hurried on, with him following her.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, she was Draco's cousin.

but……

He took another deep breath, she could be Sirius' child...?

Really?He couldn't believe it.

It is more believable that Sirius' Death Eater brother and Malfoy's Death Eater aunt get mixed up.

Wait, does Malfoy have an aunt?

But, Harry thought, Draco liked her.

Yes, anyone with eyes can tell that he likes her.

Not surprising though.

she is so beautiful.

Vera stopped suddenly, and Draco didn't have time to stop, and slammed into her from behind in a hurry. He took a deep breath to relieve the pain in his ribs, and put his arms around her shoulders to prevent knocking her down. .

She whispered, "There are others in the box."

Draco froze.

"I think it was the kid with the glasses," she said, "his shoes were showing a little bit when I just hit him."

"That's Harry Potter..." He didn't finish his sentence.

"Go get him," she said. "If you're not lying to me, he's got on pretty well with Sirius, doesn't he?"

"Yes, but..."

"I don't want you to kill him, just hint to him that I'm Sirius' daughter." She said, then broke away from his embrace and strode forward, striding across several carriages.

Draco

A went back to find Harry Potter and warned him not to tell the matter.

B does not go back.

C goes back but doesn't warn him.

D killed Harry Potter.

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Chapter 23A goes back to find Harry Potter and warns him not to tell the story.

He took a deep breath and hurried back along the same road. The door was still locked as before, but he opened it and cast a petrification spell inside. The light brought by the spell seemed to be captured Absorbed, he went over, and sure enough, he touched the Invisibility Cloak. He pulled the Invisibility Cloak from Scarhead's body, and said, "Why are you here, Harry."

Harry stared at him in front of him.

"I suppose you don't want Sirius' daughter dead?" Draco asked him. "She's in my house, and if people find out she's actually Sirius' daughter, she's doomed!"

His face was still swollen, and he was holding not only a wand but an ice cube in one hand, and the other hand was tugging at Harry's Invisibility Cloak.

He was quite familiar with this invisibility cloak. Harry had worn it in the third year and thrown mud at him, and he had mentioned it countless times when the other party told him about the past, but Most importantly, this is Deathly Hallows.

There are many invisibility cloaks in the world, maybe expensive or cheap, I have one or two at home, but none is as perfect as this one, it feels tattered and pilled but it doesn't make Harry feel like other worn out invisibility cloaks. Show a finger or something.

If Vera hadn't just bumped into Potter, maybe even she wouldn't have spotted him.

"Stay away from her," Draco warned him in a low voice, "I don't care how powerful you think Dumbledore is, and I don't care how proud you think Gryffindor is, she has to follow me, she has to go Raitlin, she has to look down on you half-blood traitors and mudbloods! If she is thought to be like Sirius by anyone, she will be finished, do you understand, Potter!"

He undid the other party's curse, "Do you understand, Potter?"

"Do I have to believe you?" Potter showed a little brain, "whose daughter do you say she belongs to?"

"Then don't believe me, come on, her father is not Sirius but Regulus, a Death Eater, come on, Potter, go make friends with her, play with a Death Eater's daughter!" Draco sneered, "Either believe me, or don't believe me, but no matter what, stay away from her! If you hurt her, I will give you some color even in front of Dumbledore !"

Potter fell silent.

"Stop doing this little thing for me," Draco said. "You think you're the only one who knows you have an invisibility cloak? Do you believe I could kill you if I wanted to without leaving a trace? Here's a After the Petrification Curse, do nothing and let you wear your clothes until Hogwarts and then go back. If you are unlucky, they will not notice you when they are cleaning. Next time, everyone will go home by car during the New Year holiday You will find that this compartment smells like your dead body when you arrive?"

Potter paled, obviously imagining that he could actually do this.

"Stop doing such stupid things!" Draco warned him, "Don't you still have two friends? You need to bring at least one!"

When he slammed the door, he felt secretly refreshed, and it was really comfortable to crush someone with his IQ.

What did it matter if she was like Sirius or not like him?She had already been stamped by the Dark Lord as her own.

But this good mood didn't last long. When he was looking for her in each car, he found that she was surrounded by boys. She got into a Gryffindor car, and those Gryffindor boys The child was talking to her, and he felt his head aching so badly, he said, "Well, come with me, Vera."

"Will you tell me what I want to know?" She looked at him under the eyes of the three boys, and asked him directly.

"I'll tell you everything except that."

"But I want to know about that."

He was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "Vera, come here, let's go back to the carriage, you shouldn't be here..."

"Master Malfoy," said the bolder boy named Dean, "I think you should respect this young lady's choice." His tone was mocking and provocative, "After all, that punch Harry gave you just now It must be quite painful."

He pretended not to hear, "Vera, I was wrong, we have to go back."

He said, "You know Mommy and Daddy told you to follow me..."

"When do you want to talk about one father after another?" Dean laughed. "We all know that Malfoy has a powerful father who made him reluctant to mention his father until the sixth grade."

"That's my uncle," Vera said. "I don't like it when you say that about my uncle." She glanced at Dean. "When you insult him, you insult me."

She said, standing up, "Don't think you can get by like this," she stared at Draco, "If you lie to me again, I'll write to your mother."

"I've done what I promised you," he said, "I'll do whatever else you want me to do, well, come with me now and stop messing with them...no," he realized Seeing something inappropriate in his own words, "You have to get to know people from our academy, you can't not know every girl."

She and Pansy obviously have a relationship that is impossible to reconcile, but Pansy is a prefect of Slytherin and has a not-so-small circle of girls. She has to get to know more girls now, otherwise she will be in Slytherin House. She might be ostracized.

He could teach her other things, but she definitely couldn't learn from him how to use the girls' dormitory and the bathroom.

"Okay," she walked to the door and glanced at the boys, "goodbye."

This good-bye made them look downright radiant.

Draco held her hand, "We need to let you meet other girls, I know some girls don't like Pansy, you have to talk to them now."

"Pansy? That girl just now?"

"Ah."

"Does she have many friends?"

"I can't tell," Draco would think about the carriage door he opened earlier, and where those girls were, "you have to have some girlfriends, I remember you had a good relationship with them before..."

"Don't worry," she patted him on the shoulder, "I can handle it."

"If I wanted to," she looked at him, "I could handle Pencey."

"But you don't want to," he said. "You never do what you don't want to do."

"Sometimes I do it too, even if I don't want to, as long as it's good for me." She whispered, taking his arm at the same time, "Come on, while you get a chance, tell me why she doesn't beg those girls The child's favorite?"

He took a deep breath, yes, he should never worry about her in this kind of thing.

When she got off the train, she had quickly become one with the group of girls. As Pansy looked back arrogantly, she showed a shallow and faint smile.

After Pansy became angry, she started to whisper bad things to her group of ugly girlfriends, and her voice became louder and louder.

But as if she didn't hear anything, she greeted the group of girls and went straight to the freshman team to take the boat, and Regulus followed her.

Draco carried himself and her suitcase, looked at their backs, and found that the two of them had come together after all, she turned her head to look at him, and he suddenly reached out to help her straighten her hair.

At that touch, she hugged Regulus' arm again.

He felt a pain in his heart, and Crabbe and Goyle actually asked him, "What are you looking at?"

"You have eyes," he said angrily, "I think you should be able to see."

He threw the box to the two of them casually, and walked forward by himself.

Still a branch.

Still Slytherin.

Only this time she sat next to him, and he specially reserved a seat for her.

She lowered her voice, "I think I saw my mother."

He had known Christie was sitting there for a long time.

"Well," he said softly, "she'll be our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and by the way, you've spent a bit of time under that hat."

"Don't you usually talk to that hat for so long?" she whispered in his ear. "It very much wants me to go to Gryffindor or Ravenclaw."

"Why?" He was a little surprised, "Shouldn't you be here?"

"Hush," she sat up straight, "Let's talk about it later."

She was very beautiful, and the boys around couldn't help looking at her. Someone asked her, "Do you want some roast beef?"

"Thanks," she promised, "if you could give me a little more baked potato, but not too much..."

The boy graciously helped her put food on the plate and said, "Would you like some bacon?"

"No," she said softly, "I don't eat anything smoked except salmon."

"How about some potato chips?"

Do you think she is a pig?eat everything?

Draco coughed softly, "She can't eat that much, I'll help her get it later."

And Pansy snorted coldly, and at the same time all the girls in her small group showed more or less disdain.

Worse than last time, because her attitude towards Pansy was worse than last time, so the group of girls treated her even worse.

But the attitudes of boys have hardly changed, and the less popular a girl is in a sense the more popular she is with the opposite sex.

The boys looked at them, and finally, Warrington asked, "Are you...cousins?"

The two Malfoys still look alike.

Vera looked at him as if to say, look, I've already said this.

Draco said, "Her mother is my father's own sister."

After saying this, Pan Xi's face looked better but was still dark, and most of the boys looked a little depressed.

Yes, cousin, not sister.

The Malfoy family doesn't have much cousins ​​or marry cousins, but now that there are fewer and fewer pure bloods, who knows if they will be next?

However, Draco thought, not a very close cousin, her father is his mother's cousin, so the relationship is quite distant.

There are a lot of close relatives in pure-blood families. Crabbe's grandfather is his grandmother's brother, that is, his uncle. Trump's cousin who is studying gets along for a while.Mom refused.

Mom privately told him that she thought there was something wrong with Crabbe's head and that Crabbe's cousin was really bad looking.

His mother loved him very much, spoiled him, and couldn't bear him to marry an ugly wife who she didn't like at all.

And this time Mom seems to like Vera a lot...

He thought, Dad got engaged to Mom when he was 16...

"And who is your father?" Pansy said haughtily, "I mean, if your mother married your father, why would you be a Malfoy?"

"This is a very serious question," Vera said, "Why don't you stand up and ask my mother in public?" She laughed and pointed to Christie who was sitting on the teacher's bench, "My mother is sitting there."

"Mind yourself, Pansy!" Draco warned her in a low voice, "She's as much a Malfoy as I am, and to insult her is to insult me."

After all, Pansy still liked to flatter him and listen to him as usual, and she became quiet for a while.

And Vera frowned after taking a sip of pumpkin juice, "Do you have to drink this?"

He took her cup from her hand, poured all the remaining pumpkin juice into his own cup, and made a glass of water for her with clear water like a spring, "Would this be better?" He asked in a low voice she.

But the whole table could hear it because it was so silent.Everyone is watching their actions.

Then, Christie stood up and performed another bread-beauty-monster-dog-bread cycle in public.

Vera was not afraid at all, she just leaned on his shoulder and whispered to him, "Jesus said, the bread is my flesh and the wine is my blood."

She said softly, "Look, my mother made a Jesus out of bread and wine."

Draco couldn't help but shudder as he listened.

This cup is the new covenant in my blood, which is poured out for you.

Jesus was crucified after being betrayed by Judas, and three days later, he was resurrected.

No, it's not so much a resurrection as a rebirth, it's like...

Like that curse in her blood...

He looked at Christie again, who is she?Who is she?Vera says she is her ancestor, but who is she?

Is that Christie there now?

Is Jesus still Jesus after His resurrection?

Jesus died bearing the sins of the believers, and he used his own death to atone for the sins of mankind.

Just like the woman in her mother's body uses the life of her offspring to maintain her evil existence, she washes her soul with the blood of her offspring...

Yes, that's a deal with the devil, that's taking another's life to sustain one's own existence, and that's the greatest evil.

"What are you thinking?" she asked him. "Don't worry, I'm an atheist, I only read the bible because I want to know what religion is."

He looked at her for a while and said, "Do you want to try rice pudding later? Although it's a bit too sweet, it's still worth a try."

"Okay." She looked at him, "They said that the prefects will guide the new students to familiarize themselves with the school later, you can tell me later."

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I want to say that because the second week is viewed from Draco's line of sight, the content about the school will be a little more than that of the first week, and then Hogwarts can go to the boys' dormitory in Gryffindor from the point that Hermione can go I think the miss should also be able to go to Draco's room to find him.

So one thing I'm really curious about is... Who do you guys think Draco's roommate is?there's a few?

All the information I found is only the big room of Gryffindor, but about Slytherin, at most it talks about the lounge, so the setting of who Draco's roommate is also needs to be set.

But will Slytherin's dorms be arranged in the same way as Gryffindor's?

So there will be two questions.

Question 1; Dormitory.

A large room like Gryffindor in the movie. (It feels like the seven grades live together, because the twins are obviously higher grades than Harry, but they still had roommates with him.)

Room B2/3/4/5. (I remember that Dean was mentioned in the book, Ron and Neville were all Harry's roommates.)

C is graded. (Twenty people in the whole grade live in one room.)

I feel that Gryffindor has always been a silly and united place, so if there are more roommates, the number of people will be more lively.But in contrast, if there are too many Slytherin people, it will feel forced and suddenly disappear... And if I can go to the dormitory of other colleges later, I tend to support Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Chippuff favors Gryffindor.

Question 2; Roommates

(Please give me an example...)

This question is valid for a long time, after all, we are still at least five chapters away from Draco's dormitory.