HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

After a group of people went out, they just walked through a long corridor. When they walked to the hall, they saw Bellatris. Cursed, the little silver knife she used to play with was stuck in her head.

You don't even need to think to know whose masterpiece it is.

Alex had just been robbed of the limelight in front of the Dark Lord by Lucius, and now he smiled gloatingly, "Bella, why are you being pushed against the wall again?"

Lucius took a look at him, and helped Bellatris undo the spell, without saying a word with a sullen face.

"The Dark Lord said," said Alex maliciously, "that lady will never see your baby because she doesn't know what to call it."

Bellatris glared at him angrily, "Alex..."

"Enough." Lucius scolded them, "Do you want our master to hear what you are saying now?!"

"Yeah, why don't I have a 14-year-old niece who can sit next to the Dark Lord." Carlo laughed exaggeratedly, but his sister took his words, "Bellatrice does, but also..." She and her brother looked at each other and smiled ambiguously.

Lucius has always been very good at using other people's mistakes to threaten a person. He always feels complacent that if a person is not controlled by him, it must be because he has not used enough means.

However, the whole reason why this group of people are not under his control is because they are a group of lunatics and idiots.

What the Dark Lord did made him vaguely have a terrible guess.

His mind was running fast.

He focused on thinking about things, so he didn't care about the ironic laughter of those people.

"Leave him alone," said Alex, "he's going to do the most important things for the most important people of the Dark Lord!" He said, and there was a deliberate pause before bursting out into a fit of violent laughter. strawberry!"

This vulgar Alex.He interrupted Lucius' thoughts.

"Shut up!" Lucius raised his voice, "Idiot, I just saved your life!"

"Really?" Alex said. "When? How?"

"If our master can't make her happy, what confidence do you have to make her happy? Do you think you are stronger than our master? Do you think our master is inferior to you in some aspects?" Lucius I want to applaud his stupidity, "Idiot, if you thought you were smart just now, would you believe that he would cut out your heart and feed it to the snake?"

"Our master wouldn't do that!" Alex said, but he was also a little guilty.

"Then you go back now and tell him, master, I am better than you, I can successfully make a girl who doesn't want to smile at you laugh - you can indeed make her laugh, with your stupidity!" Lucius wrinkled Frowning, "But when she laughs, you will die!"

"What's so good about her? Isn't she just beautiful?" Bellatris said, "Lucius, you know best what stupid things your father did for his second wife! She was controlling He, she is controlling him a little bit, if she..."

"If controlling him is so simple," Lucius rolled her eyes, "It's been decades, Bella, decades! Why haven't you succeeded?"

"The women in their family!" She lost control completely, "The women in their family are all devils, they will never let any man go!"

"Bella!" He warned her sternly, "That's our niece, I won't allow you to say that about her!"

"Come on," Bellatris gave him a nervous look, "I wouldn't think that a traitor like Sirius would be my blood relative, she is a lunatic! She is not my niece! Why do you insist on protecting her?" That inexplicable younger sister who is looking after you? Has she bewitched you? The women in their family will never let any man go, she..."

Suddenly there was a coughing sound in the distance.Lucius looked over subconsciously, he thought the cough was like Draco.

Bellatrix snapped her mouth shut.

This time she hit the wall head-on.

Everyone turned their heads and saw the girl in the thin blue silk dress standing next to the blond boy, holding a cup of tea and looking at them blankly, while Draco next to her looked very calm, But his eyes kept wandering back and forth between her and Bellatris.

"Didn't anyone tell you that you need to make sure the person is not there when you speak ill of someone?"

Her sheepskin boots and socks were wet, and she had just taken them off to be disposed of by the house-elves, and was now standing barefoot on the carpet, waiting for them to bring her new shoes and robes.

Her skin was too white, and the light blue slender blood vessels on the high protruding insteps were clearly visible, and the dark, long-haired carpet that didn't reach her ankles made her ankles pale as if they were about to be transparent.

"Miss..." Alex smiled obsequiously.

"He's right," she said. "If you try to make me laugh, your stupidity might make me laugh."

She put the cup in her hand on the plate that Draco was holding, "But it's not all right," she folded one hand on her chest, resting on her cheek with the other, "If I can cut your skin , seeing your blood pouring out of your body, then your screams will also please me."

She glanced at Alex again, "Do you understand?"

The latter nodded tremblingly.

She rubbed her temples, "Maybe I am very beautiful, and maybe he likes me very much."

She looked at the Carlo brothers and sisters, "But do you believe that if I want to, I can easily kill a few of you?"

She shook her head, "Do you really think he will listen to me if I'm pretty?"

She sneered, "He likes me because he thinks I'm good enough."

"But in fact, I'm not very good, it's just because you people are too disappointing."

Then she looked at the group of them contemptuously, "I need to sleep, you better not bother me. If he asks, just say that I have eaten strawberries."

The last sentence was obviously addressed to Lucius.

"An hour," she said, "an hour, an hour later she will come down by herself, this is my warning, I will not kill her, but I will give her a little pain, or even if I cut her He even killed her with his hands and feet—as long as I don't do it in front of him, he won't stop me at all. And, even if I did it in front of him, do you think he will punish me?"

She sneered, "The child in her stomach can save her life. I probably can't kill her before she gives birth to that child, but I always have other ways to deal with her, let alone you."

The elves finally came over with their shoes and cloak, and Lucius knew at a glance that they were kept away all the time, and belonged to the lady.

The elf named Derry said, "Miss's feet are smaller than madam's, we can only bring some old things over here." It looked forward to looking at the lady in its mouth, "It's the things of Miss's grandmother, and Miss wears it. It’s bound to be a good fit.”

She nodded irrefutably, raised her feet and let it put on her silk stockings that were faded but still soft, and put on a pair of silk stockings that looked old but had been well maintained Very narrow cowhide boots with silver buckles on them, which were also polished shiny.

And Draco took a white fur cloak from another elf and draped it over her shoulders.

She put the hood of the cloak on her head, and Draco was obviously still worried, "I'll take you home."

Her green eyes glanced at them again, and the sudden meeting of her green eyes with the Dark Lord's red eyes made Carol shudder, and he said, "It's snowing outside. Go back, miss." Bar."

She suddenly sneered, "Do you understand what I mean?"

As she spoke, she pulled the cloak a little tighter, and when she walked to the door, she suddenly turned her head and took a deep look at Lucius.

The appearance of her and her grandmother reached an incomprehensible coincidence at this moment, the same appearance, the same dress, and even the mocking eyes.

If anything, the lady was always smiling.

She is always smiling.