HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

He refused to take it.

"Put it on my finger and propose to me like when I was a child." She said, and Regulus' face paled, "Sister, we were all very young at that time..."

"One last time," she repeated, "Regulus, one last time."

"I can't do that."

She begged him again, "Regulus, for the last time, starting tomorrow, I will never bother you again."

"You won't do it again?"

"Never, for the last time," she said, "so please, Regulus."

She never lied to him.She never asks for help.

(Before she talked to others, please, but this time she said, Ibegyou)

She tilted her head, looked at him mischievously, and smiled very gently.

"Sister," he called her, "sister, you know I can't..."

She put the ring on the snake's tooth, and held the fang close to her neck.

"You will, you will do that," she said, "will you, brother?"

He knelt down on one knee trembling, held her hand, and said in a weak voice, "Will you marry me?"

"No," she said. "not like this."

The two of them were silent and deadlocked.

She laughed abruptly, "Regulus, one sentence, I only need one sentence, and you only need to say three words."

He hung his head, and after a while, he finally said, "I love you, will you marry me?"

She whispered, "Every time I hear this sentence, I am happier than I imagined."

"The last step," she said, "come, put the ring on me."

She lowered her hand and handed the snake tooth to him.

She said, "Just put it on my thumb. It's too big for me, just put it on my thumb."

Regulus didn't move.

"Regulus..." she bit her lip and said softly, "I think this must hurt..."

She raised her teeth again.

Regulus lowered his head, finally snatched the ring from the teeth in her hand and put it on her finger.

The speed was so fast that no one came back to their senses.

However, from the moment the ring touched her skin, the vines on her skin suddenly trembled crazily again, she couldn't help screaming and fell backwards, he grabbed her in desperation, "Vera !"

The basilisk tooth in her hand fell to the ground with a dull sound, but it was meaningless.

He was still kneeling on the ground, and now she was lying in his arms.

She covered her mouth and pressed the cries in her throat, the vines on her skin trembled violently, she curled up in his arms - it was like a sharp pain, she twitched, almost like It was a fish being roasted alive. He hugged her and tried to take the ring off her hand, "Vera!"

Yet she clenched her fist and pressed it to her chest.

"What did you do!" Snape exclaimed.

But no one answered him.

Snape rushed forward, trying to drag her up to take a good look, but Regulus hugged her tightly, and he scolded Snape, "Don't touch her!"

However, Snape ignored him, he tried to pull the girl up to examine carefully, but just as he put his hand on the girl's arm, severe pain spread to him along the place where their skin touched, and he was very God glanced at the palm, but found that the same pattern seemed to be printed on it.

The turquoise vines twisted constantly on his palm, so painful that he wanted to cut off his hand.

Regulus hugged her, put his chin on her forehead, and whispered, "It's useless, Professor," and his tears fell in big and big ones, which were the same diamonds as his sister, "After a while, when they are full of blood and finished blooming, it will be fine, professor."

"Healing Potions," Snape whispered, "We have Healing Potions."

"When the flowers are over..." Regulus rested his chin on her forehead, and closed his eyes, "Professor, those flowers are not only blood, but also soul."

He said faintly, "You only have a little bit on your hand, she and I are covered with this kind of thing."

"What's this?" Snape asked in a low voice. "What's this!"

"A plant that keeps you young forever, something that protects you from magic, but consumes your soul," Regulus said, "grows on you, stops when you want The time on your body keeps you young and healthy for as long as you need, while consuming your soul."

"My mom was young, right? That woman manipulated my mom into giving birth to us at a very young age, and even after she gave birth to us, that woman thought she was halfway there, not only did she take My mom's body, she doesn't even want to let her grow old, she feeds this thing with my mom's soul."

"Like lighting a candle to make you shine and shorten your life at the same time, that woman put her soul in my sister's body and planted something in me and her at the same time that made them slow down." Slowly devour our souls and make us weak, and then that woman can find a chance to get her body while her soul is weak. She can be resurrected, resurrected in my sister's body."

"For some reason, this woman's magic has gone awry, and Mom stays awake and she's very emaciated, but she gets stronger and the two of them start fighting over the body, and Mom always has a headache because the woman's The soul is even stronger than her in her body, she holds my mom down and won't let her out, she's a prisoner in her own body."

Regulus hugged Vera who was constantly twitching in his arms, without raising his head.

Snape didn't say anything, just looked at the twisting vine in his hand.

It hurts.It was so painful that he couldn't stand it.

He couldn't imagine what kind of pain that girl was enduring right now.

"When the flowers are over, my sister's soul will be almost destroyed, and that woman's soul can come out from the depths of her soul..." Regulus said, "When the flowers are over, she will be resurrected. "

He whispered, "But my sister's body is now wrapped in an extremely powerful death curse, unless that woman can suppress the power of this curse, otherwise she will find herself inevitable once she wakes up from my sister's body towards death."

He held her as if the evil magic hadn't worked on him.

"Vera is afraid of pain because she has to be afraid of pain, because she has to protect her body for what that woman needs."

"She is the flower, and we are the nourishment, but at the same time, my sister is a bottle containing the ugly soul of that woman. I killed my mother, and what is in my sister's body is the last piece of that woman's soul. So if I My sister's body can't move again, then that woman is completely finished, so that ugly piece of her soul is trying to protect my sister," he said, "Professor, Vera did it."

She stayed in Regulus' arms for a while, and the vines on her body gradually calmed down, but suddenly countless flower buds appeared on the vines.

The bud that seemed to grow out of her body grew rapidly and fully bloomed, and the moment it fully bloomed, the pattern on her body stopped for a short time.

She leaned against his arms, the color of the vines on her skin was gradually fading, gradually fading from green close to black, to green, blue, withered yellow, and then in an instant, its color suddenly disappeared, from the wrist It began to fade, and the fair skin returned, but the blond hair began to darken, and finally became the same black hair as Regulus.

She leaned against Regulus' arms and panted heavily, the severe pain almost stopped her breathing just now.

"Sister," Regulus said in a weak voice, "you lied to me."

"Like what you did to me?" She pushed him away, reluctantly but insisted on standing up.

The silver bracelet on her wrist, the snake-shaped silver bracelet that she never left her body, fell to the ground with a "da" and turned into a real little silver snake.

The little snake anxiously walked on the ground, and finally crawled into her clothes.

Regulus stared straight at the bracelet.

"Sister," he said softly, "what did you do to yourself? Why can't you even use the Transfiguration Curse..."

"Who is she?" she asked him. "Reculus, I'm dying, can you give me a name?"

"Sister," he said calmly, "what happened?"

But he obviously knows everything.

"Who is she?" she asked him.

"That doesn't matter," he said, "what did you do to yourself?"

"Reculus," she called him softly, "I cannot live without you."

She tilted her head, stubborn and stubborn, "I won't let you die."

"Sister," he said, "you don't love me," and he broke down, "you're just like this because you've never had me before. Sister, you can have anyone but you haven't had me, that's why you would want me!"

"Who is she?" She was still persistent, "Who is she? Regulus? I just want a name. Can you tell me?"

He couldn't help covering his head.It was all too scary for him but he was so smart he knew what was going on before he even had time to think about it.

"It doesn't mean you like me! You're just like this because you never got me!" His throat has already started to go out of tune, "If you got me, you'll treat me like you treat them." He pointed out Looking at Harry and the others, looking at her, "Sister, you are just..."

"So, is it understandable that now that I've got you, I finally think I can treat you as well as they do?" She was still thinking fast.

"Sister!" He couldn't help it anymore, "Stop! Don't talk like this again! Don't say such words again!"

She raised her head and smiled for a while, then looked at him again, "General."

He raised his head and looked at her in disbelief.

She still won this round.

But she suddenly covered her head and strode back and forth manically, "Do you like her that much? You won't even give me a name!"

She covered her head and covered her face with her palms, but Harry still felt that her face was deformed.

She screamed, "Who is she?! I just want to know who makes you so fascinated, I just want to know who is better than me! I just want to know who can make you fall in love! But you don't even have a name You won’t even tell me! I’m about to die, but you’re still afraid that I’ll hurt her!”

She jumped up angrily, buried her face in her palms and sobbed, she said, "Who is more important than me? Ray? Who is more worthy of being cherished than me?"

Her brother just watched her, tender, sad, hopeless.

He said, "Sister, you shouldn't do this."

She suddenly calmed down, as if what she just did was just your hallucination.

Her blond hair was no longer straight after it became black, but a little curly, draped over her shoulders and hanging behind her back, as thick and thick as seaweed.

This hair is Black's hair, exactly like her father's.

Her waist, wrapped in a tight black camisole, is narrow, and it doesn't look as wide as a horizontal palm. Under the large chunks of black, her exposed shoulders are as white and delicate as the skin on her arms. She is in her adolescence, and her figure, which is just showing bumps, has an extremely coquettish style, like a sea monster that lures sailors in mythology.

When she pushed her hair back from her forehead with one hand, her snow-white skin and delicate facial contours were as flawless as a marble statue.

There wasn't a single speck of skin on her body, she was like the milk that Christie poured out at the beginning of school.

Involuntarily, Harry's mind flashed back to Regulus' memory of her sitting on the bed.

She is beautiful and will become more and more beautiful.

Years will make her more charming.

But she is already a plucked flower.

It is in bud, but it will never be in full bloom.

As she walked, nearly every pair of her shoes had at least three inches of heel.

The sound of heels hitting the floor was so crisp that it made people panic.

Her steps were dignified, her black hair flowed behind her back, and her waist was soft.

She is beautiful, seductive, and everyone wants to keep her.

But at the same time naive, ignorant, and stubborn.

Alsace Malfoy, 28, first met his second wife when she was also 14.

It should be like the girl in front of her, her face is already charming, but her figure is still between a child and an adult.

But the attitude of deliberately pretending to be an adult is the same. Many times they pretend so well that you will forget that they are only 14 years old or a child, but sometimes they appear to be ignorant and naive.

Time has taught you a lot, at least it will teach most people what it means to give up.

As for her, I am afraid she will never learn.

She picked up her shirt from the ground, picked up her robe, and put them on one by one, her white fingers trembling, but she still firmly buttoned her buttons.