HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

"I will compensate." Draco and Regulus said in unison.

Regulus glanced at Draco, "Although I appreciate you saying that, cousin, but," Regulus emphasized, "that's my daughter."

"No compensation," Harry was glad this was at his home, otherwise the two would probably have fought, "She likes motorcycles?"

"Well," Regulus said, "she had a much better bike than this one, all on her own," he sounded a little proud, "but her mom didn't feel safe, and she confiscated her old one." motorcycle and demanded that she never modify the motorcycle again.”

"Of course not!" Draco said. "How can Muggle things be any good? No matter how you modify them, they won't compare to a broom! Can't you even afford a broom? How can you You can give your daughter such a dangerous thing!"

The smoke of war has filled the air.

"Okay," said Harry, "guys, we've got to deal with that first before discussing Muggle stuff."

Regulus waved his hand, and the garden returned to its original state, "The plants will probably wither in a short time, and I will send someone to send new ones over then—speaking of it," he shrunk the motorcycle and hid it in a tree, "Harry , did you not receive my letter to you?"

"What letter?" Harry asked subconsciously.

"I said that I want to come back. I will visit your house first, let them experience the place where my father lived, and then go to our other houses..."

"Why don't you come to my place?" Draco suggested, "You know Vera lived there for a while too."

But before this new quarrel was imminent, Harry said, "What letter?"

"I even received several replies, saying that we can come back anytime." Regulus looked at him in surprise, "Didn't you give it to me?"

"I have not received a letter."

Victoria coughed into Harry's arms.

"We have to go back," Draco said, "your daughter looks ill."

Harry hugged Victoria tightly, and Regulus said, "Victoria, if your mother asks..."

"Rebecca came here with the International Portkey," she said.

"What was she doing before that?"

"Playing with her friends in Greece, there are three girls in total, Jane and Selena." Victoria said, "As for the exchange students of other magic schools, I don't know."

"very good."

"You're teaching your daughter to lie!" Harry whispered.

"Sooner or later," Regulus said, "they'll learn, and instead of teaching them not to lie, let's teach her how not to be caught lying."

"And," he said softly, "my wife can't be stimulated any more."

The three of them returned to the living room, which was full of people, Sirius and his buddies, Scorpius and Albus, there was no room for anyone on the sofa.

Harry said, "Sirius," his son looked at him, "I thought you wanted to go out..."

"No," Sirius said decisively, "It's too cold outside, we don't want to train today."

Obviously he would never give up going out to train, even on days like Christmas.

But soon, the answer that Harry knew well came, and the girl walked down the creaking stairs step by step. She was wearing a long wine red velvet skirt with a black silk shirt with a hemline. It hangs down to the ankle, revealing a pair of silver high heels underneath.

A silk scarf of the same color as the skirt was mixed into the long black hair, braided into a very complicated hairstyle and tied behind the head, with some snowflake-patterned hairpins inlaid with diamonds for decoration.

Harry subconsciously stared at her ears, and two tear-like diamonds shone on both sides of her cheeks from a thin platinum thread.

It's a diamond, but not just one.Not earrings either.

She came down and walked around in front of her father, letting him take a closer look at her appearance.

The burgundy skirt bloomed like a flower, revealing the bare half of the calf and delicate ankle underneath.

No one could take their eyes off her.

"How about this?" She laughed after turning around, "Dad, are you satisfied?"

She was really tall, and she was almost as tall as her dad in high heels.

"I was dancing at the party, and I felt like I never stopped on the dance floor. They erased some of my memory, but I still think I'm a little bit better," she said. "Dad, you Want to dance with me?"

She curtseyed to him, and he couldn't help laughing, "At least not now, well, Rebecca..."

When she turned around, everyone couldn't help but look at her, she was able to attract everyone's attention.

She looked sideways at him, "Really don't want to?" She pouted, "Then I really like Durmstrang, I've never been rejected there."

She is so charming and charming.

Harry even felt himself holding his breath subconsciously.

Regulus smiled and said, "I know, you blew up their potions classroom, their castle had four floors in total and you destroyed one and a half floors, the only good thing is that you didn't hurt yourself, even though The principal over there raised the issue of compensation to me very tactfully. And I heard that the number of people present at that time should theoretically not exceed [-] people, but in the end there were at least [-] boys who vouched for you and said that you didn't do it on purpose. I don't Know how they did it, and I don't want to know how they did it." He said, "Anyway, the next thing is that you stay in this state until your mother brings your brother and sister over."

She hugged her father and kissed him on the cheek, "I will, Dad."

Then she muttered, "I just said that Muggle dynamite is interesting, and they insisted on showing me that magic can do better, and then I tried it..."

"Stop it," her father covered his head with a headache, "Muggle dynamite is great, but you shouldn't underestimate what other people care about."

She reached out to Victoria at this time, "Come here, Victoria, give your big sister a hug."

Victoria agreed.She said, "Rebecca," she said seriously, "girls should wear skirts."

"Mom said?" Her sister tilted her head, "but I'm not an ordinary girl," she took Victoria from Harry's hand, her fingers brushed lightly over his arm, like an electric current It made him want to tremble uncontrollably. "Let your big sister tell you that it doesn't matter what you wear if you're a girl or not."

"Do you miss me?" she asked her sister in a low voice, "Do you miss your big sister?"

Victoria responded by sneezing in her arms.

"She has a cold," Regulus said. "I just gave her medicine. You don't have to worry about her."

then.

"Harry, could you find a room for my little girl to sleep in?" Regulus asked him.

And Harry's mind was full of Rebecca's finger that just ran across his arm, and before he could answer, Sirius had said, "She can sleep in my room for a while," he said, "Yes, Dad ?”

Harry nodded unconsciously.

Sirius had begun to lead the way for Rebecca, and he said, "Your name is Rebecca?"

"Yes," Rebecca, "your name is Sirius?"

"Yeah..." He tried to relax but couldn't hide his nervousness, "What do you think of the name? Some of them think it sounds a little funny, you know it sounds like serious..."

And Rebecca interrupted him, "My grandfather's name is Sirius."

Sirius suddenly didn't know how to speak.

He finally opened the door of his room.

And Victoria whispered, "Rebecca," she said, "can you sing?"

Rebecca took off Victoria's robe and shoes, let her lie on Sirius' bed, pulled the quilt around her neck, and sat beside her, "What do you want to hear? V."

"Mockingbird," she said, while her sister stroked her head gently and sang,

"Hush, little baby, don't tsaya word.

Papa's going to buy you amockingbird.

If that mockingbird won'tsing.

Papa's going to buy you adiamondring.

If that diamond ring turns to brass..."

She sang the song over and over several times until her little sister finally fell asleep.

She was sitting on the edge of Sirius' bed, leaning her body inward, with her sleeves rolled up a little, revealing her flawless white skin, and her black hair almost hanging down on his bed.

And the diamond earrings hung on her cheek like a teardrop that would never fall.

His room is mainly decorated in red, it is very suitable for her to sit here dressed like this.

Sirius watched her until she sat up gently, finally turned around, raised a white finger to his lips, and hissed silently.

Then she approached him and motioned him to follow her down the stairs.

When the two walked down the stairs together, everyone couldn't help looking up at them.

She is really beautiful.

She was tall, wearing high heels and now she was about half an inch taller than Sirius.And Sirius was very much like Ron, half a head taller than his father.

Her skin is snow-white, and her appearance is delicate and beautiful. She looks much darker than Vera. Her facial features don't look like Vera, and even faintly reveal the shadow of Sirius and Bellatris. It is a kind of glamorous, with With aggressive beauty.

But speaking of which, after all these years, Harry wasn't sure if he remembered what Vera looked like.

But the vague temperament, the unscrupulous temperament brought out of the bones made them look very similar, she looked full of vitality and vitality.

She was wearing high-heeled shoes with very thin heels, which made a clicking sound on the floor instead of the thumping sound of the thick-heeled boots before.

She went down the stairs and found that the living room was too crowded for people to sit.

She stood beside her father, resting her chin on his arm.

She said, "Daddy, can I..."

Regulus said, "It's no use acting like a baby, your mother is coming soon."

"Come over to my house," Draco said, "my parents would love to see you too."

"We should visit," Regulus said politely, "but..."

His daughter obviously found the scene a little boring, and she walked up to the group of boys sitting on the sofa and asked, "Do you want to play a game?"

Harry's group couldn't help looking at them, and the boys were all gearing up, "Do you want to play Quidditch with us?"

"Rebecca," Regulus called her, "you know your mother will be here later."

She tilted her head and sighed, "Okay, Dad." She lifted her skirt and sat on the ground, and the boys realized in embarrassment that they didn't even have a seat for her.

And she hugged her knees in her arms, and then looked at Albus and Scorpius who were squeezed on the single sofa, "What do you like to play?"

The two boys were obviously younger than her.Also a little smaller than the others.

"Wizard Chess," said Scorpius timidly, "do you play?"

"Okay," and she held out her hand to him, "Rebecca, Rebecca Black."

"Scorpius Malfoy," he said.

She raised her eyebrows and turned to look at them, "Dad, is he my cousin?"

"Yes." Regulus and Draco said in unison.

Harry glared at Draco again.

And Regulus smiled gently. "he is."

Regulus smiled again, "Let's go upstairs, the downstairs is for the children, Harry, do you have a study?"

So the last thing they heard was, "Come on, my dear cousin, and see if you can beat me."

Harry felt Draco stiffen again as he walked in front of him.

He hurriedly pushed his shoulders and pushed him all the way up.