HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

Chapter 143

"It's no big deal," said Snape at last, after an hour and a half. "I've got the antidote, plus a little hallucinogen and whatnot. Don't want to wake up."

"Why?" Rebecca asked softly while stroking the blue cat on her lap. The cat fell asleep under her touch.

"Who knows?" He said disgustedly, "They are all weak in heart..."

Rebecca smiled at him.

He couldn't help shivering.

Miss Voldemort.

He remembered the nicknames those people gave her.

So apt, just like Miss Voldemort.

He tensed his back subconsciously, and lowered his tone a bit, "I don't know what that other thing is." Snape said, "Many potions can cause such a thing, we can give your father a drink first A little antidote, of course the easiest thing to do would be to stuff him with a bezoar and wait for him to wake up, which I'm sure you've done. But the thing I'm more afraid of is that there's something in it that could make your daddy see him The thing I want to see the most."

"In other words," Rebecca said softly, "our biggest problem is not the antidote, but how weak my father really is inside, isn't he?"

"Yes." Snape replied.

"Okay," Rebecca stood up, still holding her sister in her arms, "no matter what antidote you have, let's drink it for him, and at the same time, professor, I want to ask, you know I What should my brother be doing at this time?"

"I'm not his nanny!" Snape wanted to cry subconsciously, but the girl's cold dark gray eyes looked at him unblinkingly, and her cold, emotionless eyes made him have some kind of illusion , he changed the sentence stuck in his throat.

"Fourth graders should be taking History of Magic by now if they follow the schedule I recommend."

"Very well," she replied, handing the cat in her arms to the old professor, "if she wakes up and continues to cry," she said coldly, "I don't mind if you give her some water of life and death, She's not young, and these emotions are time-limited. But at the same time," she glanced at Draco, "Mr. Malfoy, I hope you're acting like a normal adult."

She walked towards the door of Snape's office, "I'm in a bad mood right now, I recommend you not to make me angry."

As she walked, she snapped her ten knuckles one by one, "I really, really need to vent."

Harry swallowed, "Do you know how to get to the History of Magic classroom?"

"The boys described Hogwarts to me," she said softly, "and I've seen it a few times in my dreams."

"I've heard he's annoying, but," she said softly, "the ghost died once, so it won't die again, will it?"

No one dared to ask what kind of dream it was.

Several people looked at each other, and finally Snape chose to feed the cat in his arms a few drops of life and death water decisively before she woke up.

He looked around in his office and finally found a bucket that hadn't contained anything, a shiny new one.He was going to just put the cat in there, but Draco took off his robe and put it in, and he said, "It's too cold."

Snape went with Draco, and Snape said, "I think Rebecca is more like her. But what about you?"

Everyone thinks that Rebecca looks like her. Although Anna looks like her, Anna's way of thinking is completely different from her own sister and her. Compared with those two people, Anna is ridiculously childish.

But it's not certain, after all, Vera is also quite accomplished in pretending to be weak and innocent, while Rebecca is too tough.

When they arrived at St. Mungo's, they realized that Regulus had been in a coma for three whole days.

Rebecca kept this matter a secret for three whole days by herself.

Harry didn't know whether to criticize her or encourage her, she actually managed to hide it for three whole days, and no one would know if she didn't speak up.

When they arrived at Regulus' room, he looked well taken care of, his black hair was flowing smoothly on the pillow, and the contours of his face were still as deep as when he was a boy. Snape said the first time he saw him, "He's a lot like his grandfather."

Yes, he is becoming more and more like him.

Then Snape raised his head slightly mercilessly, and poured him a whole bottle of antidote.

When the last drops of the potion in the green crystal bottle disappeared from his lips, Snape let go.

"But he's still very much like his father." He took a deep breath, "Why on earth do I have to take care of Sirius' family?"

"Because you are a good person." A small voice said.

Draco bent down, "Victoria." He held out his hand to her, "Come here, come here, Victoria."

She was wearing a fluffy white top and dark green corduroy suspenders, her long blond hair was tied into two high ponytails on one left and one on the right, with a long green ribbon tied on it, and she was standing at the door looking at them, " You are a good man, Grandpa."

To be honest, she looked more like some kind of small furry animal, like a cat, than a person.

Snape looked at her suspiciously, "Who are you?"

He subconsciously glanced at Draco, "Your illegitimate daughter?"

She does look a bit like Draco, but bastard?

so like it?

"I wish she was my daughter," Draco said, "but she is Regulus' daughter, the youngest, who is only four years old this year."

"Did he marry a distant relative of the Weasleys?" Snape said meanly. "I thought none of their men knew how to do that."

"What is that thing?" The little girl asked him with her head raised.

Snape suddenly lost his ability to speak.

He didn't get along with children much, but he knew that he said something that shouldn't be said now.

"Marry," said Harry, "Professor Snape thought your man didn't know how to get married."

"Why would anyone not know how to get married?"

She came from the door and was already beside them.

It can be seen that she has been taken care of very well, even the bow on her head is not messed up.

Beautiful children are favored everywhere.

And besides, she's very likable.

"Victoria!" A nurse ran over nervously, "You suddenly disappeared..."

She saw them again. The nurse was very young, but that didn't mean she didn't know Harry Potter. The lightning-shaped scar on his forehead could prove his identity more than anything else.

"Mr. Potter..." Her face flushed with excitement.

Draco had already taken the opportunity to hug Victoria, "Are you scared?" he asked her.

Harry couldn't hear Victoria's answer, he was too busy dealing with the nurses.

After he finished handling everything, Draco was already hugging Victoria and talking to her, "Do you want to eat ice cream? Your sister Anna told me that you like the canned cherry on ice cream the most, you want to eat now Is it?" He put his head on her forehead and asked her in a low voice, "Your father is sick now, what can you tell me?"

She hugged his neck, leaned her head on his shoulder and looked up at him, "No, I don't want to eat ice cream."

Then she added, "You look much better, sir. Has anything pleasant happened?"

He's on some sort of date-like event with your sister Anna, and your dad's going to make him less happy as soon as he wakes up.

Harry thought, but that couldn't tell Victoria, she was just a child.

"Can I kiss you?" Draco asked softly, "You're as cute as a little angel."

"If you want to kiss my hair, yes, if it's on the forehead, that's fine too. But Rebecca says anyone who wants to kiss me anywhere other than those two places I should tell him my sister is Rebecca Black and she will Make him pay."

Draco kissed her hair kindly.

"Rebecca said Daddy was just sleeping," she said. "Why do you say he's sick?"

……

This time Snape explained to her, "Because I'm sick, I need to sleep. When your father wakes up, he will recover from his illness."

Rebecca looked at him for a moment, then held out her hands to him.

Snape looked at the two little arms wrapped in the fluffy sweater as if he saw two poisonous snakes.

"Professor," Draco said softly, "she wants you to hug her."

"I've never hugged such a thing!" Snape cried out almost in despair, "How should I hug her? Like a cat? Or like a book..."

"Like this," Draco taught him, grabbing his hand, "sit her on your arm, put your other arm around her, be careful not to let her fall..."

"You people are too spoiled to raise a child, she is four years old! Why can't she go by herself!" Snape hoarse.

But Draco still half-forced him to hug Victoria, and Harry could swear that Snape, who was in his sixties, was frozen like a stone statue when he was wrapped in those two small arms.

"It'll be easier for you when she holds your neck," Draco said, "isn't it? It's easier for you to hold you."

"When can I put her down?" Snape said stiffly.

"Why are you so nervous?" Victoria asked curiously, "Why are you at a loss?"

"I don't," said Snape, "I just think you're heavy..."

"Professor," Victoria hugged his head and looked into his eyes seriously, "you are lying."

……

"Take her out for a walk, if it's windy, wrap her in your robe, don't let her blow too much cold wind, she will catch a cold." Draco pushed Snape out of the ward with his backhand, "Take her out in the sun, Professor, children need more sun to be healthy, and the same goes for old people."

Immediately he locked the door.

"You let Snape take her out," said Harry, "but you also used her to get Snape out..."

"Harry, she told me that people's eyeballs move when they sleep, because at that time people are dreaming..." Draco whispered his name, staring at the man on the hospital bed. Regulus, "What dream did you say he was having?"

"I don't know..." Harry thought uneasily, he didn't mean to kill Regulus, did he?

If a man in his 40s was dating Lily, Harry promised he'd want to send him to the hospital.

He thought Regulus wanted to send Draco to the hospital, or more precisely, to hell, too.

He was afraid that Draco was planning to strike first.

"What kind of dream can make him reluctant to wake up?" Draco looked at him, "I think we all know the answer."

"Probably..." Harry felt his tongue dry.

Draco waved his hand and cast several spells on the door.

Draco said, "You know he's in a coma now..."

"So?" Harry still didn't understand.

"If he's usually good at Occlumency..." Draco had already pulled out his wand, "Scorpius always had nightmares when he was a kid, I don't know what kind of nightmares he had, so... "

He went in and watched it while he was having a nightmare.

A little trick.

What can Harry say?

They were all curious.

What's more, they have already done such immoral things.

What is the difference between spying on other people's dreams and spying on other people's memories?

It's all things that others don't want you to know and you shouldn't know.

But when Regulus was a boy, when that girl...

They go in.

There seems to be fog in the air, so white that you can hardly see ahead.

A thin voice was heard from a distance, and the two of them looked at each other and followed the sound.

It is a lake, a vast and endless deep emerald lake, and by the lake, two people are sitting there talking with their backs to them, one is Regulus, he is wearing the silver-gray suit he wore before Suit.

The girl next to him was wearing a white skirt with a narrow waist.When she sat down she was no higher than his shoulders.

With her long blond hair hanging around her waist, she said, "Reculus, you said you had four children. What were their names?"