HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

As soon as they left the gate of Hogwarts, Vera let go of the hand she was holding. The owner of that hand was Alex, who was so old that his skin was wrinkled. She let go of it calmly. He wiped his hands, but still couldn't help wiping his robe repeatedly.

The other party obviously didn't feel as bad as her, but he also realized her unhappiness. He smiled obsequiously, "Miss..."

"We should go back," she said. "We can Apparate now."

"You will follow us, won't you, Miss Malfoy." Rolle asked her.

"What do you think?" She turned her head sideways. "I almost killed Dumbledore. You think I can go back to Hogwarts, don't you?"

"Why isn't Snape following us?"

"Then you stay there and continue to listen to news about the Order of the Phoenix for the Dark Lord? I believe you will make significant progress before entering Azkaban." She mocked, and began to apparate herself first.

Several people closed their mouths, clearly aware of her unhappiness.

"Where is the disappearing cabinet?" She walked in the courtyard of Malfoy's house at a fast pace, and Alex hurriedly followed her behind her, "Miss, it's in the hall."

When she walked into the hall, everyone looked at them nervously, and everyone behind her knelt down, "Master, we are back."

and failed.

And she nodded slightly to the Dark Lord, opened the disappearing cabinet in the middle, and Draco, who was in a coma, slipped out of the cabinet and fell to the ground with a "boom".

Although the gorgeous white plush carpet could reach the ankles of people, it was obviously a loud noise.

And she frowned slightly, and gave him a sobering spell.

"What's going on here?" Voldemort watched all this helplessly, and finally opened his mouth. Draco opened his eyes and found himself lying in front of everyone. Get up without saying a word.

"You ordered him to kill Dumbledore," Vera bowed to him, "I'm sorry, sir, I don't think he can do that with his ability, it will only make our plan more and more complicated, so I……"

"So you knocked him out and hid in the disappearing cabinet, and then you did what I told him to do."

"Yes, sir."

"Come here," said Voldemort softly, "come to me."

She knew what was going to happen in her heart, but she still passed obediently.

Then, she was hit hard on the face, so heavy that she couldn't stand upright, she took a few steps back, and almost fell to the ground.

That slap was too heavy, she shed tears subconsciously after being slapped, but she still didn't say a word, she covered her face and stood where she was, not taking another step towards that person, nor taking a step back.

Bellatris couldn't help laughing, her sister Narcissa glared at her twice and she was indifferent, until the Dark Lord turned back calmly, she finally closed her mouth subconsciously.

"I told him to do what I asked him to do, why did it become yours in the end?" He sneered, "Could it be that he is your master, so you can do whatever he wants you to do?"

"No, sir, I just think that task is too difficult for him, he is likely to be injured, or even die..."

"You don't want him to be hurt? You don't want him to die?" His red eyes stared firmly at hers.

But she was not afraid, "Sir, I just think that if we have a chance to kill Dumbledore, then we should seize the opportunity and not let the opportunity slip away from us..."

"I told you, this mission belongs to him! I have never assigned you any mission!" He stood up excitedly, and cast an unknown spell on the boy, but the girl quickly gave the boy a magic wand. A wall blocked that spell.

"You protect him!" The Dark Lord was already furious beyond reason, "You like him?"

"I'd rather I like him," she said finally. "Give me time to explain, sir."

"Then why didn't you explain it to me sooner?"

"Because I don't want you to know, because a person's weakness must be known to as few people as possible," she said, "but now you must."

She will squat down, beckon the boy to give her his hand, and then she will stick the wand on the palm of his left hand. Before the boy can recover, a long, narrow, bleeding wound appears on the palm of his hand, and then she will She opened her left hand to show the Dark Lord, and a similar wound appeared on her palm.

The wound was ticking, bleeding continuously.

Her palm was fair, with slender fingers, but the wound divided the palm into two parts like a red line.

She used a healing spell on the boy's hand again, and the wound on the boy's hand turned into a white mark, but her wound was still bleeding.

"Sir, if he gets hurt, I'll take half of it. If I let him go, he might get hurt or die, so I thought, instead of taking half of the wound from him, I might as well go, because at least I don't meeting……"

"What did you do to her?" The Dark Lord leaned down, holding Draco's head in his wand, "what did you do to her!" Nagini crawled up from behind him, hissing at the boy. With the letter.

The girl reached out to block Nagini, but was licked by him in the palm of his hand. She waved it away in disgust, and the silver bracelet on her wrist shook at the wrist bone, "It's not his fault, it's my fault..."

"You'd better explain it to me, Miss!" He took a deep breath, "What kind of magic is this!"

"I don't know," she shook her head, "I only know that this is a magic inherited from our family. Harry Potter hurt him at that time, and I couldn't save him. I know there are many ways to kill a person, but At that time, I didn't know any way to save him, so I..."

"Did you just use that spell without knowing what it meant? How could you do such a stupid thing!"

"I have no choice, sir, and if I don't he'll die then..."

"Then watch him die!" Voldemort held her shoulder emotionally, "Why don't you let him die..."

"I..." She was shaken by him a little unsteadily, she glanced to the side, and just happened to be Bellatris stretched out her hand to cover her mouth with joy, and the sleeves of her robe were drawn down, revealing the finger-shaped burn on her wrist .

So Vera suddenly broke away from the Dark Lord's hand on her shoulder, and she said, "You touched him."

Her eyes were fixed on Bellatris.

"What? Miss, what are you talking about?" The other party was obviously gloating.

However, in the next second she flew out and hit the wall straight, "You touched him!" Vera said again, "He doesn't like you touching him, he must have told you not to touch him! Why did you touch him?" he!"

Bellatris seemed to be dragged by an invisible giant hand, she returned to the girl from the wall, "Why did you touch him!"

She did not speak.

So she flew out again, hitting the wall straight again, and this time, she spat out blood.

"Why did you touch him!" Vera said calmly again.

But this time she didn't drag her back, she obviously felt the resistance, looked back at the Dark Lord, the other said, "You haven't given me an explanation, miss!"

"She touched Regulus!" the other party yelled, "Regulus doesn't like her touching him! She must have done something terrible to him, or he wouldn't have burned her hand!"

She turned to look at the others, "You've been with her all this time, what did she do to Regulus!"

"Miss!" the Dark Lord said sternly, "You haven't answered my question yet!"

"I must know what she did to him!" The girl turned her head back and said very slowly, "I, must, know."

"I also have to know why Draco takes you with you when you get hurt, but he doesn't when you get hurt! I also have to know, miss, you have to explain it to me first!"

"..." The girl was silent, but it was obvious that she was very angry, so she suddenly laughed, "You have to let me know what I want to know first."

"No." She got a terse refusal.

She turned to look at Bellatrix, whose eyes widened in fear, and her husband and sister begged, "Master..."

Their master said, "Miss! You are provoking me."

The girl didn't look back.

"Stop!" cried the Dark Lord. "Stop wrestling with me in magic! You stop!"

"Give her to me!" The girl looked back at her, "Give her to me, so we can sit down and talk."

"Don't negotiate terms with me!" The Dark Lord raised his voice.

"Not to negotiate terms with you?" The girl suddenly smiled strangely, "Very good, this is very good." She suddenly withdrew her magic.

And Bellatris was directly pushed into the wall by the Dark Lord's magic.

The Dark Lord didn't expect her to stop chanting the spell suddenly, and hurriedly stopped his hands, but the girl had pushed open the door of the hall in an instant, "What are you doing?" he yelled.

"You said we shouldn't negotiate terms." She strode out. "Then let's stop talking! Goodbye!"

"Where are you going so late?!" He couldn't help but yelled.

"I guess it's none of your business!" She was already out into the corridor.

"Stop her!" said the Dark Lord, and added, "Don't use magic on her!"

He raised and lowered his own wand several times, and finally only used a few iron walls to trap her inside, but the tip of her wand kept releasing the Wall-Breaking Curse, and he couldn't stop her.

But even if he does the same, let alone others.

Who can stop this girl?

You can't use any attack magic that directly touches her limbs on her, but she is very good at attack magic.

People in the places she passed were either petrified, fell to the ground, or hit the wall directly.

The girl quickly ran to the yard. The peacocks had already rested, but they woke up one after another during her running, acting just like ordinary hens.

Everyone was afraid to use magic on her. With the help of this, she quickly ran to the door and used Apparation as soon as she went out, but the Dark Lord was still shouting from the house, "Follow her! Follow her!" Her! Bring her back!"

But they only had time to see the shadow of the young girl who had Apparated.

"Where did she go?" The Dark Lord was always flying in the air, and few people knew it was because this body was not suitable for use.He can't walk fast, can't run, there is always more or less gap between this body and him.

No one answered him.

"Reveal!" he cried, "Follow her reappear!"

He couldn't find her in person. He was sure that although he would be able to bring her back after going to battle in person, at the same time she would know that she had won, and she would continue to step on his bottom line. He couldn't set such a precedent.

A group of people followed her, but after a while, one after another, they all came back.

"Where did she go!" he asked hoarsely, "You," he pointed to a Death Eater standing by the gate, who seemed to be the last to come back, because he had Apparated multiple times in a short period of time and was bending over at the moment Throwing up, "Where did she go, did you see that?"

"First she went to Diagon Alley, then apparated to the Ministry of Magic, and then went to several other places," the man said pitifully, "I couldn't keep up with her at the end, I don't know where she is going." where..."

"Finally," the Dark Lord took a deep breath, "where did you lose her in the end?"

The other party only dared to shake his head, "It seems to be... Knockturn Alley."

The Dark Lord took a deep breath, "Like?"

"I followed her to Knockturn Alley, but she disappeared all of a sudden. I didn't see any trace of apparation. She disappeared suddenly. I wanted to look for it again, but where are some Aurors... ' stammered the poor Death Eater.

"A bunch of idiots!" He cursed, "She's only 14 years old, can't you even compare to a 14-year-old kid?"

No one dared to say anything.

In the end, someone said, "I remember that the children of the Malfoy family will have a spell on them. The location of the child before the age of 17 can be known by the parents through that spell. Maybe Lucius will know."

"Lucius?" The Dark Lord laughed. "Do you know where she is?"

"No, master," Lucius leaned down palely, "I was not by her side when she was baptized, and I couldn't cast a spell on her."

"Your family's spell?" The Dark Lord turned to look at him, "She almost killed Dumbledore for your son," he sneered, "If you don't bring her back to me, I won't kill you I won't even lift a finger, son, but you and your wife need to be careful!"

Lucius turned pale, and finally said, "Master, she is not 17 years old, and she cannot use magic in places where there are no adult wizards. Even if she is 17 years old, she cannot use magic in front of Muggles. She is in Hogwarts. Si stayed for so long and was in a hurry to go out. She definitely didn't have any Muggle currency with her. If she went to the Muggle side at such a late hour, she wouldn't even have a place to live. It was too dangerous, and she wouldn't do it. She She is very smart, no matter what she does, she will never want people from the Ministry of Magic to catch her for violating the system of using magic by minors, I think..." He took a deep breath, "I think, I think She'll only be in Diagon Alley or Knockturn Alley..."

The more he talked, the paler his face became.By the end it looked like he was going to pass out.

"What's the difference between what you said and what you didn't say?" The Dark Lord said coldly, "Where's Snape? Why isn't Snape here?" Alex said hastily, "Master, he didn't follow us..."

"I don't care! You go to Diagon Alley, to Knockturn Alley! I'll give you two hours, and you bring her back to me!" He said hoarsely.

"Master," Rodolphus whispered, "if a wound was left on Draco's body it would give her the same..."

"Do you want me to torture Draco?" his Master said softly. "Do you want me to punish her by torturing him so that she will run back on her own?"

"Master..." Narcissa just wanted to defend herself when her husband held her hand, and the latter gave her a wink.

Rodolphus realized that his words were inappropriate, and he immediately changed his words, "We just need to give him a little discomfort..." He has not realized what kind of mistake he has made, and his master is now angry , "Rodolphus," his master said slowly, "I know you are dissatisfied with your wife..."

Rodolphus immediately knelt down, "Forgive me, master, to me, to your faithful servant..."

Then he fell screaming.

And his master was obviously still angry, "Lucius, you bring her back to me, if she doesn't come back, you may lose everything important to you."

Lucius, who seemed to have lost all color, said, "Yes, Master."