HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

Vera is a very willful girl, she only does what she wants to do.

My sister was a spoiled child.

I love my brother very much.

I don't want to be separated from him.

In Harry's head, the words alternated and circulated.

When they left the Room of Requirement, there were already many people gathered outside.

Professor McGonagall stood there waiting for a long time, and finally asked, "Where is Vera?"

They were all intact except for the girl and her mother.

Dumbledore said vicissitudes, "Professor McGonagall, take this boy to the infirmary, don't worry, he's fine," he seemed to be much older, and fell to the ground out of thin air, he still said, "It's okay, he Just need a break."

Slughorn stood there too. "Where's that girl?" His voice trembled. "Dumbledore! Where's that girl?!"

"She's dead." Dumbledore stood up unsteadily, "It's okay, she and Christie are both dead."

"How can this be all right!" cried Slughorn.

Snape took this opportunity to walk to Ravenclaw's dormitory.

Harry followed him closely, and shook his head at Ron and Hermione, signaling them not to follow.

Harry himself was amazed at how calm he was, but Draco stood by his side.

The three of them, and Dumbledore, were the four who knew the twins' greatest secret, the only ones in the world who knew it.

They passed all of them as far as the towers of Ravenclaw, and the Ring asked them the question, "What are the four elements that make up the world?"

Snape said softly, "Wind, water, fire, and earth."

The eagle ring opened.

They walked in step by step, and when Snape was about to wave his wand, Draco took out a small paper crane, which flew up lightly, guiding them, and finally landed on a bed by the window .

They took a deep breath, and dragged out a suitcase from under the bed. It was an exquisite black leather suitcase with sterling silver handles, and the four corners were elegantly wrapped with silver corners. On the front, it was written in gold-plated characters, "Regu Les A. Black."

"Exactly the same," Draco whispered, "their names are exactly the same."

This name seems to have some kind of magic power.

Given the chance, Harry hoped...

Snape cautiously probed with his wand for a while, but finally reached out and opened it.

There were very few things in the box, five large wooden boxes.

He touched it.

"Each of them uses shrinking magic," said Snape, "he's much smarter than his father." He said, with a rare tone of sarcasm, and Harry even felt a little inexplicably sad .

He closed the lid, "We have to go to my office, I'm afraid we won't be seen here."

The three went out again smoothly. Speaking of which, the whole school was probably at the door of the Room of Requirement.

Wondering what happened to her.

Only three of them.

The three people who watched her die wandered around here.

As if she had considered everything, she only planned to let Dumbledore and Snape know that only the two of them could help her destroy Regulus' memory.

As for Harry and Draco, they are just dispensable supporting roles.

The three of them walked to Snape's office again.

Snape put the boxes on his desk, he opened one of the black boxes first, it was full of memories contained in narrow crystal test tubes, blue, green, black, misty, Crystal clear, colorless and transparent, shining with golden light.

Harry recognized several tubes of memory he'd shown himself.

The test tubes were still shaking, making crisp sounds, and various memories flowed inside.

They are able to emit light by themselves.

And the Pensieve, Dumbledore's Pensieve is on the side.

Looking at the memories, Harry couldn't help but look at the Pensieve again.

Apparently, the other two also found the memories infinitely appealing to them.

The three finally acquiesced in closing the lid and setting it aside.

Then they opened another very flat box.

Inside, space magic was used to contain all of Regulus' clothes.

The box was out of the question, they put it aside.

The third box contained Regulus' textbooks, notebooks, ink, quills, pens, ballpoint pens, a large handful of sketching pencils, erasers, picture clips, and other odds and ends.Snape rummaged through it for a while, and pulled out two heavy books that looked a little old.

Harry remembered that Vera had said that Regulus could draw sketches.

He opened the portfolio and found a stack of papers inside, almost all of which were various architectural sketches, Hogsworth panoramas, Hogsworth classrooms, Ravenclaw's dormitories and lounges.

At the end there was a cat, a well-drawn cat, the cat's long hair so distinct that Harry felt he could almost touch its fur.

The cat raised its head, its ears stood up very vigilantly, its big round eyes, and its big tail stuck behind its back like a banner.

Snape subconsciously felt that this was a bit like the white cat that the Dark Lord had been with for a while, but maybe all cats looked the same.

"These should be fine, but it would be strange to deal with them," Snape said.

However, when his fingers brushed over a textbook, he stopped, and he took out the book that said Intermediate Transfiguration, and spent 5 minutes reciting words to the book, during which he kept probing, The last book spit out another thick volume from the spine.

Snape didn't even look at it, and immediately summoned a green flame to burn it.

"Wait," Draco said, his throat feeling dry. "I want to see."

"That's going to be troublesome, Draco," said Snape. "We don't have time..."

"I wonder..." Draco said, "I wonder if he ever had a little..."

"He's such a smart guy, he wouldn't write such things in his diary, he..." Snape said, but stopped.

Harry and Draco were both looking at him.

One pair of green eyes, one pair of gray eyes.

He trembled as he looked at these two pairs of eyes.

he……

He conceded.

However, when they opened Regulus' diary, they found that they couldn't read anything.

What was written in the notebook were indeed English letters, but Harry couldn't understand the arrangement and combination.

"What is this?" Harry asked subconsciously.

"He changed the order of the letters." Draco said, "She taught me that as long as I change the order of the letters, it can become the simplest encrypted article. To crack it, we only need to count deadly, 26 letters each Just bring it in, of course, the easier way is to find the original, and arrange the letters in the original..." His voice stopped.

He saw a few lines of clear writing, right on the cover, in curly script, and the two siblings even had very similar handwriting.

"V

I think I should be dead.

Don't try to crack my code, the way I use it is very complicated.

burn it.

Re. "

He calls his sister V.

And this word actually subtly met with their grandfather Voldemort. (Voldemort)

And the boy set the ending for his diary from the beginning.

Snape said softly, "Okay, no objection, we should destroy this diary."

But Draco grabbed the diary, and he said, "Professor..." he said, "just keep this, okay? She's got nothing, she..."

"That's impossible." Snape looked very gentle today, but still refused to let go, "You know it will be troublesome to keep this diary."

He tried to burn the diary with a kind of green flame, but Draco held it, not caring about burning his hand.

The two of them stared at each other for more than ten minutes before Snape finally chose to give up.

The next two thick books, one of which everyone has seen, the one with the silver circular phoenix design on it was full of words, and Snape painfully found that he couldn't even open it.

"There is a magic in this book that can verify whether you are from their family. Every time you open it, you have to drop a drop of blood..." Draco said, "They can only open it, we can't help it."

The last notebook is much simpler, with a thick black cover and silver corners.The inside was snow-white, and Snape subconsciously cast a Revealing Charm on it. He changed several methods. After ten minutes passed, various patterns and fonts appeared on the snow-white inner page. A synthesis of various spells.

"Dark Arts," Snape murmured. "They all like it."

But Harry took the book subconsciously. He touched the thick black cover and didn't speak, but Draco knew what the other person was thinking.

His wand tapped lightly on the four corners, the silver corners of the book fell off, the book case was split into two, and a narrow piece of paper slipped out from inside.

"Blindfolding," Draco said softly, "It's like Occlumency, where you push what others want to see to the front, making them think they've seen it all, while keeping what you really want to hide in the simplest possible way." hide."

Just like she did.

A very old piece of cardboard, which has begun to yellow with age, but is still very strong, with delicate embossing.

It was written in dark green handwriting that had faded slightly, and the handwriting was still immature, but it was five points similar to the cursive script that Harry had seen once and would never forget.

The three held the piece of paper in front of them.

ToRe

thefountainsminglewiththeriver

The springs always flow to the river,

andtheriverswiththeocean,

The river flows into the sea again,

the winds of heaven mix forever

The breeze of Tianyu will always be with you

withasweetemotion

a sweet feeling;

nothing in the world is single,

How can there be loneliness in the world?

all things by alawdevine

all things by the laws of nature

inone another's being Mingle--

All must be merged into one spirit.

why not with thine

Why are you and I unique?

see the mountain skis high heaven

You see the mountains are kissing the blue sky,

and the waves sclaspone another

The waves also embrace each other;

nosister-flower would be forgiven

You have seen flowers that cannot tolerate each other:

ifitdisdain'ditsbrother

Sisters despise brothers?

and the sun light clasps the earth,

The sun hugs the earth tightly,

andthe moonbeamskissthesea-

The moonlight is kissing Haibo:

what are all these kissingsworth,

But what's the point of these kisses,

ifthoukissnotme

if you don't kiss me?

Note 1

The inscription is V.The time is June 1993, [-].

Draco suddenly breathed heavily, and he repeated, "what are all these kissingsworth, ifthoukissnotme"

Harry realized.

Christie said, andthesunlightclaspstheearth,

andthe moonbeamskissthesea-...

After those two sentences of hers...

whatareallthesekissingsworth... Harry couldn't help but take a deep breath.

And Draco said, "Ifhoukissnotme?"

"That……"

His nemesis mumbled, "What about me..."

Harry understood his nemesis, for the same jealousy welled up in him.

Regulus...

Regulus...

"Turn it over," Snape reminded them, "there seems to be writing on the back."

On the back are several words written in black ink.

Vera's handwriting was a rich, elegant cursive, as it had been when she was very young.

But these few words are more concise, and at the same time, they are as if they were written in a hurry, and even because they were put away in a hurry after writing, the wet ink on them was rubbed off, causing a little blur.

—I love you more than my own life.

His diary, the book in their house, his sketch, and the poem she wrote that he hid, in the end they didn't destroy any of them.

Everyone's eyes finally moved to the pile of various memories.

It was familiar to Harry, and he couldn't help but reach for the tube of foggy white memories, which were strangely milky like Slughorn's memories, which, Harry knew, had been altered.

"I'm curious," his voice was dry, "what memory does he wish to change?"

Snape had flown the Pensieve over.

It's immoral.

Very immoral, to read his memory without permission.

It's so immoral.

but.

but.

Harry uncorked the bottle and poured the milky memory into the basin.

They entered that milky white memory.

Shadowy.

This is Harry's first impression.

This was the same as the memory of Slughorn he had seen before, probably because it had been altered.

It was very blurry all around.

He could only vaguely see Regulus walking in a dark corridor, and Harry could hear someone else's footsteps, but Regulus didn't turn his head, until a girl finally stopped him.

A very pretty girl, though not as good as Vera.

Black hair, black eyes, she stopped Regulus, she looked at him boldly, "Regulus."

"Margaret." He smiled and called the other person's name, "Hello."

"Vera told me that you are not her biological brother, you were adopted." Margaret looked into his eyes, "Really? Regulus. Is she right?"

The surroundings suddenly became a little more foggy, and Harry heard Regulus answer her in a very gentle voice, "Yes."

This memory is really short, and in an instant, Harry and his party receded from his memory.

"Enough," said Snape, casting the Elimination Charm on the contents of the Pensieve, "enough, we should stop, we can't do this anymore. We have to..."

Trembling, he closed the box containing Regulus' memories, "We..."

He could no longer speak.