HP+ first love is no small matter

"I'm thinking about a question," Christie stood at the door of her office with her arms folded, "Where are my two children?"

"I'm also thinking of a question," said Bellatris, "why don't you go to bed so late?"

"You didn't sleep either," Christie turned her head sideways, "Who told you to come here?"

"You gave birth to two children for him," Bellatris sounded sour, "Even though he didn't tell us what to do, these cowards still dare not touch you after all, but I'm not afraid, Christie, you never Unfaithful to our master, so although you are the mother of his children, I am not afraid of you."

"If you're really not afraid," Christie sneered, "then why do you stand so far away from me?"

"You were born in May, let me do the math, July or August? Anyway, you were pregnant at that time," Bellatris looked at her, "What were you doing at that time? The Potter family The cub is about to be born, and everyone is nervous about him, so you are alone? Did you offer yourself or..."

Christie couldn't help but stepped forward, "Shut your mouth, only people like you will fall in love with him! He's a dirty half-breed, so what if he has Slytherin's blood? Slytherin is An old lunatic, the Gaunts are all perverts, and you, Bella, haven't you always been proud of your bloodline? Why do you sacrifice everything for such a person with dirty bloodlines?!"

Bellatrix was pressed against the wall by her, her face was flushed because of poor blood flow, no one dared to step forward to stop her, and Lestrange tore off Lucius' mask, he said , "Lucius, persuade your sister!"

"You want to persuade me?" Christie let go of the magic power that was pressing on the opponent's neck, took Bella's wand, broke it and stepped on it, "You want to persuade me? Lucius," she smiled strangely, " Are you going to persuade me? Remember? What did you do to me that night..."

Lucius' face was as white as white.

However, the faces of the people around showed a clear look.

She has been unwilling, so Lucius dedicated her to the master.

"Do you want me to tell your son?" She tilted her head, "You want me to tell him about his father..."

"Mom," Regulus said softly, standing behind the crowd, "Mom."

Everyone turned their heads to look at him. He had black hair, was wearing a black school uniform robe without a single button, a black shirt and trousers, and leather shoes of the same color. He was completely black from head to toe. Almost perfectly hidden in the shadows.

Tall and handsome, but pale and thin, he stood there, "Enough, Mom."

It's almost March now and the boy's birthday is in May.

He has only two months left to live.

"What are you going to do?" Christie stared at him, "Son, tell me, what are you going to do?"

"You can tell," the boy looked at her, "Mom, I'm going to die, but you never let my sister go."

He said softly, "You don't want me to live, then I can die, but my sister, Mom, I don't want you to touch her. I know you don't love us for various reasons, but Mom, I don't mind if you don't love us, But I don't mind if you want to kill us, you are our mother, even if a mother doesn't love her children, she shouldn't do like you, you shouldn't want to kill your own children."

"You are mine," Christie said through gritted teeth, "I gave birth to you, and you are mine!"

"If you don't love us, if you hate us then don't have us," he looked at her. "You don't fit to be a mother so don't be a mother, but it has to be before your children It is a decision made by you before birth! After you have children, you have to raise them even if you don’t want to. If you don’t want to do this, you can let others do it, and you don’t need us. But you have children, you Once you become a mother, you can no longer think about killing your child!"

"You are my child!" She stared at him, "You were born by me, you were created by me, everything about you is given to you by me, and everything about you is mine! So you are mine Stuff! I can do anything to you!"

"No," he stared at her, "Vera and I are another person independent of you, we may be part of you when we are in your belly, and you can do whatever you want to yourself at that time, But we are not in your body now, we are not a part of you, you can't treat us like that."

He said, and Bellatris laughed, "Did you hear that, Christy? Your own son is against you!" She said to Regulus again, "Come here, boy, come Come here, come to your uncle, let us take you to your own father, let your father take a good look at you! You are so like him! You will be proud of his blood !"

The boy glanced at the group of them, and Lucius' face became paler and weaker when he realized that he resembled his master's temperament.

Christie suddenly remembered something, "Where's your sister?"

She screamed, "Where is your sister?!"

"I won't let you get close to her anymore," Regulus said calmly, "Mom, stay away from her."

"No," she seemed to calm down, "so what? Regulus," she stared at him, "I know where you can hide her, Dumbledore, only Dumbledore can You hid her, didn't you? Only him! I know she's there! I know what you can do!"

"You will die," she seemed to be stating the facts, and she seemed to be cursing her parents and children, "You will die! Both you and her will die!"

She sneered, she will die, yes, no matter what this child does, they will die.

"Everyone is mortal," he stared at her, "You and I are mortal."

She smiled and stopped arguing, "Go," she said softly, "Do whatever you want," she said sweetly and softly, "Anyway, you can't change all of this."

She whispered, "You will die and she will be mine."

"I don't mind dying for her," he said softly. "Mom, do you understand? I can die for her. My death will not be a meaningless thing."

"But," he said, "let me tell you one last thing, mother, at least she'll die after me, or I'll do it myself..."

"She will die after you," she said sweetly, "Son, you will die soon."

"Death is not as scary as you imagine." He stared at her, "Mom, death..."

"Everyone is greedy for life and afraid of death," she stared at him. "Even if you don't have your sister, you are afraid of your death. Son, you and I both know how much that little girl cares about you."

"Come on," said Regulus, "you can't kill her, and I don't want to kill her."

No one did it after all, because they didn't know what would happen if they killed the mother of the Dark Lord's child.

He wanted her that much before, and now he has not made it clear whether to keep her or kill her.

But his current mood is so unstable, they feel that it is better not to make a claim.

Regulus walked ahead alone, and the Death Eaters looked at each other for a moment before following him.

The son of the Dark Lord, even if he only has two months to live now, he is the only son of the Dark Lord.

He walked in front, heard the footsteps behind him and the silence of the crowd, and finally asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Kill Dumbledore," Bellatris said. "Your father wants his life."

"I don't think you can kill Dumbledore."

"That's Draco's business," Bellatris smiled grimly, "it's actually not Draco's business, it's Snape's business."

He stopped and turned around, "What did you say?"

"Your father wants Draco to kill Dumbledore," Bellatris stared at him, seeing a shadow of his master in him, "Do you want to please your father? Then you Now go kill Dumbledore."

The more she looked at him, the more fascinated she became, and there were two strange feelings in her heart at the same time. On the one hand, she felt like she saw another master. Will my son look like the master?But on the other hand, she thought, this is that bitch Christie's child!

Her hands subconsciously rested on her lower abdomen, Regulus noticed but didn't express anything, just said, "Then let's go and see how they are doing."

At this time, Snape was standing in front of a group of Death Eaters, "Are you crazy?" He growled in a low voice, "You want to mess around here? I think you all know that there are not only three colleges here, right? ? You know that many Slytherin children are pure blood descendants!"

They wanted to have some fun here, and the werewolf's saliva was already dripping on his clothes.

Standing behind Snape, Draco couldn't help thinking, where's Dumbledore?

Where is Dumbledore?

He's not in school?

This time is so much later than the last time, is that why he is not in school?

"Malfoy!" growled, "What did you do?!"

Scarhead!

Draco thought almost desperately, it's two or three o'clock, what are you doing here?Go back to sleep in your own bed!

"Harry Potter belongs to the Dark Lord!" Snape stopped a pervert who gave Scarhead the Cruciatus Curse, and warned him, "Think how angry the Dark Lord will be when he knows you have shot him! "

"What did you do to her?!" He was not polite, "Why does she stay in your..."

Draco couldn't help giving him a silence spell, Scarhead was simply dazzled by the wonderful jealousy, he suspected that the other party didn't know what he was talking about now, because he didn't look at the occasion at all!

This bunch of Death Eaters was standing right here, and Scarhead was babbling about why she was in his bed!

That damned Marauder's Map, he had hardly thought of it all the time!

what should he do

A finds Dumbledore

B's name is Regulus

C attacks Harry

D run away