HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

Vera's long golden hair is really eye-catching and has become her trademark. Everyone in this messy bar is willing to cover their faces, and she should have done so.

But she doesn't.

Her blond hair was shining, and it was out of place in this dark and gloomy tavern.

She didn't like the tavern very much either, she didn't like it when she came in.

Although she ordered a drink, when the thing came up and looked at the gray glass, she never touched it again.

The shopkeeper glanced at her from time to time, and she simply raised her head and looked at him, "Who is that girl?"

She pointed to the portrait of a girl hanging on the wall.

"It's just a painting," said the shopkeeper.

"I don't believe it." She tapped her finger on the table lightly, "Your cup is dirty, your floor is dirty, and your table is dirty too," she gently circled with her finger, turning the whole room Storefronts are included, "everything about you is dirty, but the frame of that painting is clean."

She braced her chin, "No matter who she is, she is very important to you." She looked at the other party's blue eyes hidden behind the snow-white and fluffy hair, "Is it your lover? Or your relatives? "

She looked at him, waiting for an answer.

"He's waiting for you." Someone approached her and whispered.

"Sir," she glanced at the shopkeeper again, "can you answer me next time I come?"

She turned to look at him.The other party lowered their eyes, obviously not wanting to answer her question.

She smiled and pushed the cup back, and placed a gold Jialong in front of him.

"You give too much," said the shopkeeper.

"This is an advance payment." She stood up and walked forward with the person who called her. "It is a deposit for you to give me a cleaner cup next time I come."

This was the second time she came out, and Voldemort told her that as long as she could come out, someone would come for her.

It's not that she didn't think that he would come in person.

So she wasn't surprised when she saw him.

She wants something from him, she wants to know something.

As for what this person wants from her, she doesn't care.

She has never suffered any setbacks, and never thought she would encounter setbacks.

"Do you still have the ring?" he asked her hoarsely.

"Only you and I know about this ring." As she said, she found a seat and sat down, which happened to be facing his sofa. Although this tavern only made her feel unclean, she was unwilling to stand with.

She didn't know why he came, so she just waited for him to speak.

"You said you would follow me." A hissing voice.

"After you give me what I want." She leaned forward, folded her hands on her knees, and placed her wand between her palms and knees.

"Don't negotiate any conditions with me, miss." He was a little anxious.

He treated her a little irritable today.

"Sir," she said sincerely, "I think you must believe in my loyalty. If I follow you, I will follow you forever."

"Put a mark on your arm, then," he said. "Put a mark, as they do."

"No." She flatly refused.

"If you don't even want to leave a mark, how can you tell me to believe in your loyalty?" He asked back.

And she pulled up the silver chain around her neck, and a ring was strung on it intact, "Sir," she asked back, "doesn't it mean that you trust me by entrusting such an important thing to me for safekeeping?" Are you loyal?"

"That's not something important," he said.

"A mansion with snakes nailed on the door, layers of magic." She looked into his eyes and said word by word, "Sir, I know you have always been proud of being the heir of Slytherin. I understand you , and understand your pride."

She put the chain back, "This is important to you, I swear, no one can take it out of my hand, unless I die," she said, holding up her wand, the tip of which shone with eerie "I am willing to protect this ring with my life until my death."

The words she said condensed in the air like words written with a pen stained with green light. She said, "I swear on my life." Then She pronounced her own name, "Vera Malfoy."

Her name appeared under the green words, and then the whole paragraph flashed a strong green light word by word, and finally all rushed into her body.

She stood there calmly, waiting for the last bit of green to enter her body, and then she asked, "Sir, are you satisfied with this?"

"The library at Hogwarts seems to be very useful to you." The Dark Lord looked at her and finally said such a sentence.

She knew in her heart that it was over.

He looked at her, probably thinking of something, but she didn't care and knew it didn't matter.

So she showed a sweet smile, "But I still don't know the mystery of life."

"Sir, teach me." She looked into his eyes.

"In Hogwarts' library," he turned his head, "there are many, many, useful books."

He should have ended here.

But he didn't.

"When I was your age, I used to look for information in the library."

Vera smiled again, "Thank you, sir."

"You go."

After getting the order, she got up and was about to go out, but the man asked her, "As a Slytherin, are you proud?"

She curled her lips, "Sir, I'm proud of being a wizard, but for my status as a student of Hogwarts..." Her eyes looked particularly innocent for a moment, "In my opinion, Slytherin is One of the best. Gryffindor is foolhardy, and Hufflepuff actually pursues hardworking students, as a house that plans to teach wizards," she smiled contemptuously, "if he really only pursues hardworking , they should only be left with idiots who know nothing."

"And what about Ravenclaw?" He looked at her.

"Where did the things that disappeared go?" She sighed.

"All things will eventually return to nothing." After asking and answering herself, she said, "I love this sentence, but I also hate this sentence."

She said, "All things come to nothing. So there's no point trying, we're doomed. But I'm still willing to pay anything for what I want. At least I got it."

"Sir, I always think that Gryffindor's best friend should be Hufflepuff instead of Slytherin. I think a fool and a fool are very suitable together," she couldn't help revealing her arrogance , she went on, "But I really don't understand why you never considered Ravenclaw house. Slytherin who wins at any cost, Ravenclaw who is so egotistical that he doesn't care about others," she laughed, "If How wonderful it would be for them to be together."

"The Bloody Barrow will certainly agree with you," said Voldemort expressionlessly, "and I believe Miss Grey is quite likely to disagree."

"He killed her." Vera said, "How ridiculous, what can't be obtained will be destroyed?"

"If you can't get a treasure, do you want someone else to get it and show it off in front of you?" Voldemort asked her back.

"No." She turned her head and smiled brightly at him, "I've never had anything that I can't get."

"It's time for me to go back to the dormitory before going to bed at night," she nodded to him in salute. "It's always been a pleasure to be with you."

She pulled her hat over her hair and opened the door, where Snape was waiting for her.

"Professor Snape," she asked suddenly, "you know how to handle..." She stopped again, pulling her hat up to her chin, "please hold me," she took Snape's arm, " I can only see the road under my feet."

Her fingers touched the crook of Snape's elbow, and he couldn't help trembling a little. He subconsciously wanted to open her hand, but held back.

After they left the tavern and entered the gate of Hogwarts, Snape finally spoke.

"You've been in there too long, miss," he said. "You worry me like this."

"I know," Vera still did not pull down her cloak, "a young lady shouldn't be in the same room with a man who is not related by blood at such a late night."

"You know……"

"But we have no choice. Severus," the girl's voice was soft but firm, "You know, for the one we love, we can give everything."

Snape let go of her hand calmly, "I'm afraid I don't understand..."

"Sir, if Harry was a girl, wouldn't you be kinder to her?" she said at last, letting go of her cloak. "I mean, what if he looked a little more like his mother than his father?"

"how do you know……"

"I sometimes wonder, why do you hate Hermione Granger so much? Does she remind you of your old friend in some ways? A fake that looks a bit like it is the most irritating thing."

She spoke, and Snape kept his lips tightly shut and said nothing.

"You said a name, Lily." She waved her hand and waved her wand in the air, a silver flower suddenly appeared in the air, and Snape subconsciously caught it, "Lily Potter, Lily Evans, I always hear people mention her, Harry Potter's mother, give me a handbook full of students' names, give me a bunch of old newspapers from the Prophet, and look at some people's memories when I have nothing to do, she sighed. "She's much easier to find than my own mother."

Snape held the silver flower in his own hand.

It is a daffodil.

"Good night, Severus." She saluted him. "May you and I never regret our decisions."

He watched the girl walk away in astonishment.

She walked briskly, his heart was heavy.

The three-inch heel of her shoe rapped on the steps of the Slytherin lounge after Vera shouted the order to the Slytherin door.

As expected, Draco was there waiting for her.

"Are you okay?" His tense mood suddenly relaxed, "Did he do anything to you?"

She held his hand and patted him reassuringly, "Nothing, go to sleep, Draco."

"I'm scared……"

"You know, according to school rules, if we haven't gone to bed by the time, Slytherin will lose points."

He hesitated to speak, and when he was about to walk up the stairs, he couldn't help but look back at her, "Vera..."

The girl came forward, hugged him, and kissed him on the cheek, "Good night."

Then she took a few steps back and went down the steps of the boys' dormitory.

He looked at her in astonishment, and she looked at him, "Your father is my mother's brother, and your mother's father is my father's father's brother, so," she said in a low voice, "you are like It's my brother, so go to sleep, brother, and everything will be fine."

No one is here but them.

But he stood on the steps, she stood on the flat ground, he was taller than her, and he looked down on her from head to toe.

If he knew how his grandfather Absaxus Malfoy fell in love with his second wife at first sight, he should have known this scene, it was not good.