HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

Among the freshmen of this year, there are two very special existences, Regulus Black and his younger sister Vera Malfoy. They came to Hogwarts to report when they were 14 years old, and they were planning to go to the fifth grade.

Harry was 15 years old this year, and he had just celebrated his birthday at Aunt Petunia's house. At that time, he was thinking how wonderful it would be if Sirius was still there, how proud he would be to see his godson turned 15.

But now, he was thinking how great it would be if Sirius was still around. He could look at his son and daughter, and even proudly declare, "That's my child."

But, anyway, Harry could finally face the portrait of Sirius' great-grandfather.

He remembers the drawing asking him, "Is my great-grandson Sirius dead?"

Now he could take Regulus Black to see him, tell Regulus that was his great-great-grandfather.

The two of them were at the bottom of the queue because of their age, and after all the freshmen had been assigned to houses, Regulus finally put on his hat, and Harry held his breath.

He hoped that Regulus could be assigned to Gryffindor, although he knew that the other party wanted to go to Ravenclaw.

The hat seemed to have been on his head for a century.

He was Regulus Black, his mother was Christy Malfoy, his father was Sirius Black, and he was as handsome as he was born.

The attention he was receiving surpassed even Harry's for a split second.

But, Harry thought, he was Sirius' only son.

he deserves it.

Finally, the hat said as if taking a breath, "Ravenclaw!"

There was a burst of applause from Ravenclaw's side, and Ron quietly approached him, "I thought he was Gryffindor too."

His parents were both Gryffindors in the Slytherin family.The family is different, but...

But, Harry thought, ever since he had said something about the relationship between the four houses, he could only be a wise Ravenclaw.

Then his blond sister took the hat and sat down in a chair to wait.

Harry subconsciously glanced at Draco, and found that although his skin was usually pale, his lips lost their blood color when he was rarely tense like this, as if they had merged with his face.

However, this time, it seemed to be longer than her brother's, so long that Dumbledore couldn't help standing up, and at this moment, the hat finally spoke, weakly, "Slytherin."

She took off her hat and stood up. Everyone in Slytherin was ecstatic, and many people hugged each other, but Harry was still watching Draco, and found that his face finally returned a rare color.

She walked down slowly step by step, everyone cast their eyes on her face, but she was unmoved.

When she walked to the five-year-old table, someone pulled out a chair for her, and she thanked her in a low voice, and immediately the table seemed to be immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

And Dumbledore stood up again after she sat down, knocked on the cup, and said loudly, "Welcome, welcome."

After the commotion among the students sitting below subsided, he said, "Welcome to the children who enter Hogwarts this year, you have entered the house that the Sorting Hat thinks you are most suitable for," he laughed, "Children, you will I will find my future there."

He said some more of the usual greetings, and Harry tried to see the behavior of the twins, but unfortunately, each of them was now facing him with their backs, and his eyes flickered again, and he couldn't help but flicker again. To Draco Malfoy.

He was also looking at someone, he was looking at Vera Malfoy intently.

Although Vera turned her back to Harry, it could be seen that her presence was a very wonderful thing to the boy who shared the same table with her. Everyone was watching her, watching her take a sip of pumpkin juice , Then she waved her hand to disappear the liquid in the glass, probably because she didn't think it tasted good, and with another wave of her hand, she picked up a glass of clear water.

Her blond hair was straight and smooth and glistened against her robes like everyone else's, and occasionally she raised her hand to straighten it, and a silver bracelet on her wrist would flash into Harry's eyes.

"...so I would like to introduce you here." Dumbledore's voice seemed very close and far away, "Your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," he raised his hand to signal, Harry looked at the stage, Christie stood up, Dumbledore continued, "Christy Malfoy."

Too many Malfoys at school.

Harry couldn't help thinking.

He'd bet everyone else thought so too.

Christie stood up, and she said, "It's an honor to be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year." She casually threw a small white bread on the ground on her plate, and then grabbed it again. There was a bottle of red wine beside her, and she slowly poured the red wine on the bread, she said, "Most of you are children from magic families, and you all have a certain understanding of magic, and some of them are talented and intelligent. Never knew he was a wizard until Gevroth's notice."

She said, looking at everyone, with a very gentle smile in her eyes, "However, as the teacher of gentlemen and ladies, what I want to teach you is not only Defense Against the Dark Arts."

The red wine was poured on the white bread, and the bread kept puffing up. At first, a hand grew out of the bread, a pale and beautiful right hand with delicate bones.

Someone screamed softly.

As the red wine continued to pour down, the fingernails of that hand turned deep wine red, and the pale fingers also had a little blush. Under the right hand was half of the shoulder that was exposed, and then the speed suddenly increased, and a person with a black hair appeared on the shoulder. The head of a woman with long burgundy hair.

The woman was very beautiful, but her eyes were tightly closed, and a long skirt wrapped around her breasts wrapped her snow-white body, hanging down to her ankles.

By this time, a beautiful woman had already appeared in the air. Everyone watched with bated breath, but her tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

There was a lot of screaming, and Ron even grabbed the back of Harry's hand.

The woman opened her eyes. Her eyes were the color of red wine, but she was as curious and innocent as a baby. She raised her hand to look at it, and then smiled brightly at everyone.

She twirled in the air, the wine-red skirt tightly wrapped her slender waist, and the huge skirt looked like a blooming flower when she twirled.

Under the flowers are snow-white calves, and below the ankles are a pair of wine red high-heeled shoes.

When she twirled, her body was extremely light, and the hem of her skirt fluttered. She even twirled and jumped off the teacher's desk, and turned a few times back and forth among the dining tables of the four colleges.

Christie said, "It's magic, it's the simplest transfiguration spell, initially you can turn a flower into a bird, or a butterfly, you can turn a teacup into a mouse, or even a A mouse turns into a teacup. But if you're capable enough, you can turn into something bigger."

"However, I often wonder, what is black magic? Children, look at it."

She didn't seem to move.

However, the woman in the red skirt suddenly became hideous, her delicate and fair skin disappeared, and her wine-red long dress merged with her skin, and she became a red, violent monster.

The monster frenziedly jumped around the entire cafeteria. She jumped on the ceiling and swung between the chandelier and the chandelier like a swing.

Even jumped off and landed on the table.

The students all screamed and stood up.

I only heard Christie continue to say, "What is black magic? We always think that black magic is the magic that hurts people, and white magic is good magic, but the spell I just used has not changed. I would like to make it a gentle magic Beautiful lady, it is. I would like it to be a monster, and it is a monster."

Then she stretched out her hand flatly, and the monster suddenly ran towards her quickly, but when it jumped onto her table, it turned into a docile puppy, rubbing its head against her palm constantly.

She stroked the pup's head, and with a flick of her wand, the pup dropped from her hand to the table.

"However, it's just a piece of bread soaked in red wine." Christie waved her wand to make the piece of bread disappear.

"Now, whether it is a student who can accept Defense Against the Dark Arts, or a student who will receive Defense Against the Dark Arts in the future, I need everyone to think about a question."

"What exactly is magic? Why can't we explain him even though we are wizards? Is there really a classification of black magic and white magic in the world?"

She looked at everyone, and finally said, "All magic is manipulated by us wizards, that is our innate ability. So, I hope you can seriously consider how to treat our innate ability, We are wizards, we are proud of it, but what should we do as wizards?"

She said, saluted everyone, and then sat down.

At this time, there was a late thunderous applause in the cafeteria.

Harry also clapped, and looked around at the same time. Hermione's eyes were shining brightly looking at the stage. No, to be exact, many people looked at her with yearning eyes.

Yes, he was the most powerful witch Harry had ever met.

But there's more to it than that.

She was wearing a pure black robe with intricate silver patterns embroidered on the cuffs and neckline.

She has the same color of hair and eyes as Harry. She doesn't wear her hair up, but drapes her smooth black hair on her shoulders. You can see that she is wearing a pair of emerald earrings during her actions, and the same color is faintly revealed in her robe. Material necklace.

She looked unnaturally young, especially next to a greasy-haired Snape and Dumbledore, who had more beard than hair.

She should have been around Snape's age, but it looked like Snape was old enough to be her father.

She was supposed to be thirty-five, about the same age as Harry's own parents.

Harry counted, but she looked far younger than she was.When Harry first met her, he thought she was twenty-four or five years old, and now he felt that she might be only four or five years older than him.

Harry even suspected that if she wore brightly colored clothes, she might even look younger than she did now.

But in any case, the appearance and ability of her and her twin children have shocked the entire Hogwarts.