HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

Regulus screamed, "Vera!"

This sound of Vera made everyone present feel scared than any words.

Harry and Draco looked at each other, while Dumbledore and Snape subconsciously clenched their wands, ready to give him another one at any time.

Regulus jumped up from the bed, "Vera!"

Like his sister, the deep emerald color in his eyes had finally faded to a dark gray like their father's.

Vera did it.

When he saw Dumbledore, he cried out horribly. "Where is she? Professor? Where is she?"

She is dead.

Dumbledore approached him cautiously, the wand in his hand was ready to go, "Do you remember anything, Regulus?"

He covered his head, "I remember she killed my mother, I remember she used the teeth of the basilisk to insert herself into my heart..."

He trembled, "Professor, is that my dream? I don't remember what happened after me, Professor..."

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Dumbledore said in a daze, "Regulus," he tried to maintain a calm attitude, "Regulus, that was not a dream..."

Regulus seemed to have been cast with a petrification spell.

He paused for a while.

He said softly, "Really?"

Harry remembered what Regulus had said to himself.

There are many lies in the world, some lies are out of malice, and some lies cover the truth, because the truth is a cruel and ruthless sword, if he wants to know the truth, he must be prepared to be hurt by the sword of truth.

No one wanted to hurt him with that sword of truth.

Because lies are cruel enough.

Regulus took a deep breath and said, "Professor, where is her wand?"

He whispered, "When she went to buy a wand, she had already been there. Ollivander said that we are probably twins, even the tail feathers are twins, and of the two wands, which one she uses is very good." Easy. She went first, so she picked it up first..."

He said, "Professor, let me see her wand, will you? She touched two but she picked that one, and I've never touched her wand... She's always been like that, myself If you really like something, no one will let you touch it."

If he had said that before, everyone present would not doubt it.

but now?

Harry looked at him and thought, does he remember being part of a being she loved and cherished?

He is special, he is different from others.

Does he remember this?

Dumbledore handed him both wands.

The longer one is his and the shorter one is hers.

He touched her wand, the tip of which shone golden.

Yes, they can totally mix wands, since either works best for them.

Then he used the Flashback Charm.

The spell goes back, and the first spell that appeared was Avada Kedavra.

He suddenly covered his heart, and he said, "Can I ask you to go out for a while?"

He trembled, "Professor, I..."

"If you need..." Dumbledore whispered, "Just call me..." He looked at the boy, "I know it's hard, I..." He took a deep breath, "I think you already knew , when I was about your age," he said, tears finally streaming from his blue eyes, "I lost Arianna..."

And Greenwald.

Regulus looked at him.

"Thank you," Regulus said. "Thank you, but I want to be alone for a while now..."

Who is Arianna?Harry wanted to know.

But the current scenario is obviously not suitable for this problem.

They backed out, but when Draco, who was the last to go out, lowered the bed curtain, Regulus could not help sobbing.

For a moment they looked at each other.

Harry and Draco looked at each other, while Snape and Dumbledore exchanged glances.

Regulus was so proud, he didn't want anyone to see him lose his composure.

But like his sister, he had his moments when he couldn't help himself.

He is a beast that has lost its companion.

No one can test each other with him in the middle of tight conversation anymore.

No one can judge his thoughts from a single action of his anymore.

There is no longer a rival equal to him and an ally who will never betray.

And they all know that's not the case.

The truth is crueler and more painful.

They left and walked down the corridor to Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore took a deep breath, "She really knows him better than anyone."

Snape whispered, "Dumbledore, that mark on my arm is starting to hurt."

"Don't go back," said Dumbledore, "Snape, you can't go back now, he'll kill you."

"I dare not go back either," Snape said, looking at the ground. "If you think my behavior can be called a coward, then I really am a coward, Dumbledore... How dare you tell me to go back and see him..."

"He told me he wanted to eat her," Snape said softly. "He really loved her, and he didn't want her to suffer any harm."

Eat... her?

Harry didn't think that sounded very good.

Apparently Dumbledore thought the same thing, "Why would he want to eat her?"

"I looked at the boy's memory," he said, "I happened to see those tubes, which she gave him, and that part of the memory was about her grandmother. It seemed that she would inherit part of their grandparents' memories through dreams."

"I didn't understand at first," he said, "Dumbledore, I never understood why he doted on her like that..."

"I thought he wouldn't love his daughter even if she was his daughter," he said.

"But I read those memories..." Snape was still looking at the ground, his face was pale, but his eyes were getting darker and darker, "Dumbledore," he looked at Dumbledore, "Dumbledore! If she dies, he'll go mad."

He murmured again, "She looks exactly the same as the woman he loves, exactly the same! Not a little bit, exactly the same! It's all, all! Dumbledore, do you know what all means?"

"Eyes, hair, nose, mouth...the way she looks, the way she speaks, the way she cries...even her tone and posture when she is provocative..." He continued, "Dumbledore, I understand why he So I hope she's happy, I even finally understand why he would acquiesce in her being rude to him... because it really is exactly the same!"

She looks like that woman so much that you feel that she will kill herself with a sword anytime, anywhere.

"She is just like her, alive, warm, a living person who can speak, move, be happy, be angry, and react to your actions in ways you can't predict..." Snape said, "Dumbledore Lido, you have no idea how much she resembles that woman..."

"I'm her teacher, their teacher," said Dumbledore. "Let me tell you, Severus, they don't look that much alike..."

but.

"That's because you see what you want to see," said Snape, "and he can only see what he wants to see in her."

"Dumbledore," he said, "I can feel that feeling, believe me, I can."

"When you've lost and recovered what you hold dearest..." said Snape, "you can't lose her again..."

"He didn't dare to go against any of her demands. He was afraid that she would do something to him just like that woman did to him. Dumbledore, she was just like her, no matter in thought or behavior, He even knew she was just dealing with him but he had no choice, Dumbledore, he had no choice!"

"He wanted to eat her, to swallow her alive so that no one would hurt her, no one would take her away from him... anyone would have to step on his chest before they could hurt her Corpse, he would give his life for her, Dumbledore, he loves her so much," Snape said, "she is his treasure."

She was a treasure he had finally found after losing it for nearly fifty years.

This kind of opportunity, this kind of life, no matter how unfortunate it was before, as long as it can have this ending...

That's enough.

Snape couldn't imagine being crazier than the Dark Lord if he had the chance.

So even if she was disobedient, even if she ran around, even if she recklessly contradicted him in front of everyone, even if she and Harry Potter looked very good, even if he even knew that she didn't support him.

But he still needs her.

He only wants her by his side, and as long as she is by his side.

She was his lost and found treasure.

Now, he lost his treasure again.

He will be crazy.

Snape said, "Dumbledore," he said, throwing his head up, "she'll never realize what she did to him."

He looked at the ceiling, "She is so selfish and willful, just like her father."

But Harry remembered what she had said before she died, and she said, "Come on, Professor, you like me, we all know you like me, whether my dad is Sirius or not, you like me."

Harry believed she was right.