HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

"Are we really going to put something so cruel and weird here?" She looked at Dumbledore.The latter said, "This is the rule of the Black family."

"Kreacher!" she yelled.Kreacher ran up the stairs slowly, "Put these... these heads away."

"But this is our honor..." Kreacher looked at her imploringly.

She took a deep breath, "Then take a cover to cover it, Kreacher." She said gently, "Since it is an honor, it should be cherished, and it shouldn't be covered by ashes."

She slipped her finger on the cabinet, and then her fingertips turned gray.

She looked at her fingers.

Kreacher immediately bent down again, "Miss! Kreacher made a mistake! Kreacher didn't clean the house properly! Miss, please forgive Kreacher!"

"It doesn't matter." She said gently, "Kreacher just needs to clean up the house, and make a list of the things I need, that's good."

"But we can't let other people know the address," said Dumbledore.

She took out the exquisite wallet from her arms, "Professor, please use this."

It was a green silk wallet with a sterling silver buckle. Apart from being extraordinarily luxurious, it looked no different from other people's wallets used to hold coins.

But Harry had watched her pull out her magnificent white fox fur cape from it, and from the sound of it, the purse seemed to hold a lot more.

As if remembering something, she first took out her own wand and squeezed it in her hand, "Here," she stuffed it into Harry's hand, "Harry, decorate our father's wand for me." house."

They wasted time on the stairs, and there was a commotion from the moment they entered the door. Everyone in the Order of the Phoenix ran over to watch, including Bill who had just been bitten. , he was bitten in the face by a werewolf.

His wounds have been healed with the help of magic, but the ugly scars will probably stay with him for life.

He stood there, looking at Vera.

"Are you the Malfoy girl?" he asked her.

"I think I am," she said calmly.

The scars on his face didn't seem to affect her in any way.

"They say you brought Death Eaters into Hogsworth."

"I'm so sorry about that," she said, almost unbelievably fast.

But Bill is a very friendly person—it's hard to imagine a person being so friendly after being bitten by a werewolf, "Miss, if Dumbledore brings you here, it means he recognizes you."

She turned her head and looked at Dumbledore for a while.

Then she looked at Bill, "I'm very sorry for your wounds," she said, "but I also have to admit to you, I'm a very arrogant, very egotistical person. I'm sorry for my behavior , but if I go back to that day, I will still do it." She said, "Someone has to do that, and I will at least reduce some deaths."

She walked towards Bill, and Fleur subconsciously took a step forward.

She seemed to be protecting Bill.

It was only at this time that Harry realized the existence of Fleur.

Hibiscus is still so beautiful.

But standing next to Vera, even Fleur seemed overshadowed.

Vera's dark green eyes and Fleur's bright blue eyes met each other.

One of the two girls has light blonde hair and the other bright silver.

When the two of them are not standing together, you will feel that their hair colors are very similar, but at this moment, the difference between light gold and bright silver is so obvious.

She nodded to Fleur, "I'm Vera."

"I'm Fleur." Fleur still had a strong French accent, and she still referred to Harry as Ali, "You came with Ali?"

Vera stared at her, and after a while, she said something in French.

Harry thought he roughly heard his own name and Dumbledore's.

Fu Rong looked at her in surprise at first, but then laughed again. The two whispered in French for a while, and finally returned to English.

No one knew she could speak French.

"When I went to school with the Muggles," Vera explained, "I took French as an elective, and I spoke a little, though not very well."

"No," Fu Rong denied her, "You're right, Miss."

She obviously liked Vera very much.

They go to the living room.And Fu Rong held Bill, and the two pressed their faces together intimately, talking quietly.

Dumbledore walked ahead without looking back.

Taking this opportunity, "What did you say to her?" Harry asked quietly.

She grabbed Harry's shoulders and held him down. "I'll tell you later."

Her breath is very warm and soft, like a hand caressing your ear gently.

His face couldn't help turning a little redder.

When he came back to his senses, he was already facing a sofa.

Lupine and Tonks were sitting on the sofa, Tonks looked at Harry with a narrow smile, while Vera looked at Lupine, "Hi, Lupine."

"Why do you know me?" Lupine asked her.

"I've seen pictures of you," she said, "I've seen pictures of the four of you, to be precise."

She moved closer to Lupin, but after a moment her eyes turned to Tonks, and she cast a questioning glance at Harry, who hurriedly introduced "Nymphadora Tonks..."

Tonks cleared his throat, "Just call me Tonks."

The girl's eyes were quickly attracted by the family tree on one side, and she pointed to the hole in Sirius, "I think this is my father."

Then she pointed to a burnt hole in an offshoot of her father's generation, "Who is this?"

Tonks followed her finger. "I think that's my mother, Andromeda."

"Your mother is my father's cousin." The girl thought for a while. "You are my cousin."

Tonks nodded. "But you know, she married a Muggle-born wizard, so they took her name off the family tree."

And Vera shrugged, "That's such a coincidence, my father was also deleted from the family tree."

Tonks laughed and held out his hand to her. "Come here, my cousin!"

"The phenomenon of inbreeding in pure-blood families is too serious." The girl said, and sat down next to Tonks, who looked at her face, "My God, you are so beautiful!"

"Thank you," she said, looking at Lupine. "Why don't you look at me?"

Lupine turned around immediately, "You look very much like your grandmother, Vera, I need a little time to..."

"Harry looks exactly like his father," said the girl. "I thought you'd get used to it."

Tonks held her arm affectionately, "Don't pay attention to him, Remus is a little bit wrong sometimes, he always feels, ah, I'm an old man, I'm a poor man, there are more things wrong with me, it's terrible What to do? But he didn't think about it at all, we don't care about these..."

The girl laughed, and she cried, "Moon face!"

Lupine almost jumped off the sofa as if he had been burned, "Did you tell her?" He looked at Harry incredulously, "Did you tell her?"

"He showed me the Marauder's Map!" said the girl. "Lupine, if I were four instead of fourteen, I'd hug your neck and kiss you!" She turned and hugged Tonks. , pressing his chin on her arm, "No, Tonks, if I was only four, would you allow me to kiss him?"

"You...you?" Harry looked at the two of them in disbelief.

"We're..." Tonks smiled sweetly, but Lupine covered her mouth.

Vera winked slyly at Harry.

Harry couldn't help being happy, "Great, all of this is great!"

Bill has Fleur, Tonks has Lupine, it's all too good.

"It's time for dinner," Mrs. Weasley reminded them, "I'm ready."

She looked at Vera, covered her mouth with her hands, and was so excited that she couldn't speak. "Dumbledore..." she whispered, "Dumbledore..."

"She didn't mean to do the school thing," Harry said first, while Bill was still here. "Mrs. Weasley, she didn't mean to..."

But gradually he discovered that Mrs. Weasley's emotions were more excited than angry.

"Molly," Dumbledore introduced, "this is Sirius' daughter, Vera."

She stood there looking at Vera, and said excitedly, "Oh, Sirius' daughter, oh, child..." She flushed with excitement and was speechless.

"That's Mrs. Weasley..." Harry introduced, "Ron and Ginny, the twins at school... and Bill's mother you just saw."

Vera looked at her for a while, then walked up to her and put her arms around her.She said, "Ma'am, I'm sorry about your son," she said.

Willa was a little taller and much thinner than Mrs. Weasley, and she put her face close to hers as she hugged Mrs. Weasley while Mrs. Weasley had her arms around her, "No, that's not your fault, kid." , " she blushed with excitement, "if your father knew...if he knew that you existed, he would be very happy, my God," she murmured, "you really look like that lady."

She patted Vera, "You are too thin, child, you must not have eaten well, come, eat."

Vera was forcibly held by her hand and pressed in front of the table, and before she could recover, a huge meal had already flown in front of her, steaming hot.

She raised her head and stared at Mrs. Weasley with wide eyes as if startled. "Mrs. Weasley," she said cautiously, "I..."

"I'm sure you can eat it," Harry assured. "Mrs. Weasley's food is delicious," he said, "you'll know when you try it."

Mrs. Weasley looked at her expectantly.

Unable to resist her hospitality, she scooped up a spoonful of mashed potatoes that had been doused with gravy.

After swallowing, she said, "Very delicious."

Mrs. Weasley nodded contentedly, "I'll get them to eat, where did Bill and Fleur go?"

As soon as she went out, Willa raised her head and looked at Harry as if asking for help, "Harry, I don't eat broccoli..."

She has a lot on her plate.

"It's not good to be picky eaters," Dumbledore laughed. "My child..."

She looked at them desperately.

Harry immediately sat down next to her, "Give them to me." She did as she was told, and Harry began to eat quickly with big mouthfuls, and he finally finished the cauliflower on her plate before Mrs. Weasley returned.

But things didn't end so simply.

When Mrs. Weasley magically served Harry's favorite steak and kidney pie, Harry thought Vera was on the verge of tears.

"No, ma'am," she said gently, but at the same time very nervously, "No, I'm full, I don't need that much, smaller, smaller, yes..." She gestured a finger-wide But Mrs. Weasley, obviously not aware of the girl's picky eaters, generously cut a whole plate of pies for her, "My child, you are very beautiful, but you are also a little too thin. You don't need to go on a diet."

Willa was holding her own plate of pies and smiled awkwardly. She took it and put it on the table, staring at it for a while.

After a while, she stuck her fork in the pie twice, and said, "Ma'am, I," she was a little lost in thought, and when she raised her head again, there were tears in her eyes, "I'm sorry," she said. Say, "I did something wrong and you've been so nice to me, but I..."

"I didn't expect them to do that." She lowered her head. "I just think that if Draco is allowed to do it, he will definitely be punished if he fails. His father is my mother's only brother. I think if he gets hurt It's..."

"It's all right," said Mrs. Weasley, sobbing. "It's all right," she looked at Vera. "You're a very gentle child."

Mrs. Weasley continued, "By the way," she stood up, "your father likes my fudge, do you like fudge?" She looked at Vera, "I have some fudge, you Want to try it?"

Vera looked at her and tilted her head, "Of course that's very good..."

The next second, Mrs. Weasley stood up and walked to the kitchen. She continued to look at the pie in front of her with a very confused expression. Harry asked her in a low voice, "Don't you like this?"

"Make the offal into a dish," she answered him in a low voice, "it's terrible, making the offal into a dish..."

She seemed to be frightened, "Can I use the Elimination Curse? Will it be bad?"

He nodded, this is one of his favorite things to eat, and when he saw her crying, he had already finished what was on his plate, so he took her plate I exchanged it with my own.

"Harry," she said excitedly, "thank you!"

She glanced in the direction Mrs. Weasley left, "Thank you, thank you so much! Harry!"

Bill couldn't help laughing, "You can tell mom directly..."

"I can't!" Her eyes widened. "Are you happy to see her? I can't tell..." she whispered, "She's a good mother..."

Fleur laughed and magically cut half off Harry's plate and moved it to Bill. "She cut it too big for you. If Ali can't finish it, it will look weird when she comes back."

Vera nodded sharply. "you are right……"

"It's not like your father that you don't eat a lot of things," Tonks said. "I remember your father eating everything." She said, a little darker, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't..."

"It's all right," Vera whispered. "I've never met him," she looked at Harry. "Sometimes I think maybe Harry is more like his own child to him."

Harry was busy eating the pie, when he heard this, he choked a mouthful of the pie directly into his trachea, he couldn't help coughing, trying to cough out the contents of his trachea, and Vera pressed the wand against the On his neck, I don't know what she used, he felt the pie in his trachea disappear, he blushed and panted, "Thank you."

She patted his back to let him breathe, "Are you okay?" She looked at him with concern.

He nodded, noticing that Dumbledore's blue eyes were fixed on the two of them without blinking.

She had just pulled out her wand, even to Harry's throat, but...

She did nothing.

She just helped Harry get the stuff out of his throat.

And Mrs. Weasley came back, just in time to see Vera patting Harry's back, "Oh," she kept saying, "how cute, how sweet..." She was so excited that she couldn't stand still.

Harry suddenly felt his face flush even more.

But Mrs. Weasley didn't stop, "If your father saw it, how happy you are, it's really nice for you to sit together..." Dumbledore coughed softly, "Molly."

"I've heard they're closer than brothers, but Harry has black hair and green eyes like my brother, so I'm sure they'll look more like brothers together than our father," Vera recalled. hand, smiled softly, "Can I have a taste of the fudge you made yourself?"

Mrs. Weasley gave her a big handful, and she peeled off the candy wrapper and ate one. After a while, she smiled with crooked eyebrows, "It's delicious."

So in the next lunch time, she kept eating fudge.

Mrs Weasley kept asking her, "Honey, would you like to try this?"

"Honey, would you like some tea?"

"Honey," she admired, "you are so polite when you eat."

That was true, Harry had never met anyone with better dining etiquette than her.

Bill smiled, "Mom, you give her a break," and he glanced at Vera, "You're making her eat too much. She can't eat that much." He said, "You make me think you forgot Besides, you still have a son sitting here."

Mrs Weasley responded by offering him a large slice of the pie.