HP+ first love is no small matter

"Dumbledore tricked me," he cried, "Master...he..."

The girl was watching him nervously. The Dark Lord's eyes hadn't moved from her since she came in. The Dark Lord whispered, "Miss."

She looked sideways at him, "Are you calling me?"

"Who else can I call?" He looked at her for a moment, "Why did you come out of Hogwarts?"

"I want to go home," she said, "I don't want to be there..."

"So you came back with Draco?" He looked at her. "What's wrong with you, miss?"

"I have a headache," she said, "I..."

Suddenly a green light flew towards Draco, and she screamed hysterically, "What are you going to do to him?"

She stood in front of Draco desperately, "What are you going to do to him?!"

The Dark Lord promptly used an iron wall in front of her, "What are you doing?" He was unexpectedly calm, "Tell me, why are you standing in front of him?"

She was full of hostility, "What are you going to do to my brother?"

"You...brother?" The Dark Lord whispered, and then shouted loudly, "Lucius!"

Lucius pushed open the door impatiently, looked at the two children, and said, "Master, you called me..."

"She calls your son brother..."

"No," Draco said, "you listen to me explain..."

Lucius' face was pale as paper.

The Dark Lord whispered, "Come on, lady, tell me, why do you think Draco is your brother?"

"He's my brother..." she said, "we look like this, and we have the same color of hair..."

"Master, she can't stand the stimulation anymore," Draco said, "Master, please listen to my explanation, you let her go back to rest first... I can explain, you first..."

"When is it your turn to order me?!" He couldn't help but slam Draco against the wall with magic, "Lucius! You promised me! You promised she wasn't your daughter! But she……"

The girl suddenly said, "I don't have a dad," she said, "I don't have a dad," she shook her head, "I don't have a dad..."

She was a little overwhelmed, "Who is he?" She looked at Lucius, "I don't have a father..."

"If you call Draco brother, then he is your father..."

"No," she shook her head, "I don't have a father, my brother and I don't have a father, only a mother..."

She became flustered and helpless again, "I don't have a father!"

She staggered, "Who are you?" She looked at Lucius, and even the Dark Lord realized something was wrong, "What's going on? Draco? Someone gave her the Imperius Curse?"

"No," Draco said, "she can't take the stimulation anymore, she needs a doctor, Master, we need to find some doctors for her..."

He stopped here, "Come here," he coaxed her softly, "Vera, I'm here, come here..."

She tilted her head and looked at him for a while, "Brother..."

But then she looked at Lucius again, "Dad...Dad?" She slapped herself in the face with her hand, "I don't have a father!"

She screamed, "I don't have a daddy!"

She grabbed her neck, "I don't have a father but a brother, where is my brother? Where is my brother..."

"Get out," the Dark Lord lowered his voice, "Lucius, get out."

He realized that the girl was mentally abnormal.

Lucius felt that he was about to faint, but he still closed the door and exited the hall, only to hear the girl sobbing, "Brother...Brother..."

Like Christie when she was a teenager...

The girl covered her head as she cried, "Where is this? Where am I? Why is this happening? Who am I? Who are you?" She screamed, "Where is my brother?!"

She was at a loss, "Brother..."

She cried, "Brother!"

She looked at all this blankly, "Brother," she said, "I was wrong, brother, I will be good, I will be obedient, brother," she walked up and down the living room, "Brother," she said , "I was wrong, can you come out? I was wrong..."

"What happened to her?" The Dark Lord asked Draco in a low voice, standing up from the sofa.

"Reculus," Draco said softly, "her brother won't be with her..."

"It's not such a simple thing," said the Dark Lord, "but you'll explain it to me later..."

Before he finished speaking, the girl had already pulled a sword from the fireplace and drew it around her neck.

"Brother..." she cried, "Can you come out? Brother..."

"What did I do wrong?" she cried, "Why don't you want me?"

The Dark Lord felt like his heart was about to stop beating.

He coaxed her in a low voice, "Come here, miss," he softened his voice, "I'll go find your brother with you, okay?"

"You accompany me to find him?" She stared at him, "Really?"

"real."

"But he doesn't want me anymore." Her tears spilled all over her front. "He doesn't want me...he wants to give me to someone else...he thinks I'm doing something wrong so he won't be with me..."

"He'll be yours," the Dark Lord promised, "everything will be yours if you come here..."

"But he doesn't want me!" she screamed, the blade pressed against her neck, a thin bloodstain soaking her collar, "he doesn't want me! He says I'm his sister! He says he can't with me!"

The Dark Lord suddenly understood what Draco had said earlier.

He felt that he was furious, but now was obviously not the time to be angry, he felt waves of blood rushing up in his head, Gunter, Gunter, damn Gunter!

He gritted his teeth and tried to soften his voice, "Miss," he called to her, "Come here, miss," he said softly, "Your brother is here..." He squeezed Draco's shoulder, Wishing he could just squeeze this little bastard and the little bastard in her mouth into one, and then smash it to pieces, he said, "Look, I found your brother."

"He's not my brother," she said. "My brother and I don't have a dad, but he does!"

"That was a joke," he said, "isn't it, Draco? I always make fun of you like that."

"Yes," Draco whispered, "I don't have a dad, and you don't have a dad, sister, come here, that's not our dad..."

"No?" She lost her mind, "Isn't it? Brother?"

"It's true," Draco said, "sister, we don't have a dad..."

She stared at him, "Then will we be together?"

"Yes," he said, "together forever."

"Brother," she smiled, and she dropped the sword in her hand, "Brother," she opened her hands, "you hug me..."

Draco went over to hug her, and she pinched his collar contentedly, "You won't leave me, will you?"

Out of nowhere, the Dark Lord conjured a water glass filled with a transparent liquid, and he held the glass to her lips, "You are crying so much," he said softly, "Drink some water, miss, drink some water." Is the water good?"

She ignored him, and Draco took the glass in the dark lord's already solidified resentment, not daring to look the dark lord in the eye, and just said, "Come on, Vera, come on, Vera, let's have a drink Water, you've been crying for too long, and your throat is dry, isn't it?"

Her eyes were full of tears, but she still took several sips from his hand.

He put his arms around her and heard her say, "I want to be with you," she said, "I'll do whatever you tell me to do, drink water if you tell me to, tell me to..."

Her voice stopped abruptly and she fell asleep.

"Life and death water." The Dark Lord said coldly, "Okay, Draco, now tell me what the boy did to her."

A. Tell the truth.

B is half true and half false. (Indicating that he is actually not very clear.)

C assures the other party that he will take care of her.

The author has something to say:

To tell the truth, Miss really can't stand any stimulation anymore.

Right now it's only acute.

Everyone really needs to pay attention, because if she accidentally continues to stimulate her next time, she may go really crazy.

But being really crazy also has the benefits of being really crazy. She will see others as Regulus, so from this perspective, maybe she can play a disguised He...