HP+ Miss Malfoy has green eyes

"Why are we running?" she asked him.

"Got to run," he said, "she doesn't like you."

He subconsciously didn't call her aunt, he was afraid that she would associate him with the person who almost killed her just now.

"Then won't she catch up?" she asked.

He was speechless.

Yes, she might catch up.

But even if he was given another chance, he would still hold her hand and run away.

He had to hide her.

He had to go home, but until he got home he had to hide her.

The two of them ran for a while, and they didn't know where they went. He looked around, and found that the surroundings were places he had never been to. The people walking around him were people with strange faces. He vaguely I was a little scared, and saw that the eyes of the people around me were more or less fixed on the girl. Her clothes were too conspicuous.

He took off his robe and handed it to her, "Put this on."

She didn't ask, just took the robe and did it, he was still worried, she was so beautiful, and he was underage, even though his family crest was faintly visible on the robe, he still put the hat on the back of the robe Her head, covering her beautiful blond hair and deep emerald eyes.

He heard the girl laughing lowly, her shoulders shaking.

He couldn't help asking, "Why are you laughing?"

The girl took his hand, pulled his shoulders down, and whispered in his ear, "You are very warm, and your clothes smell of you."

Her warm breath hit his ear, and he was fascinated.

God, Merlin, she's wearing my clothes, and she's whispering to me.She is so close to me.

His face was flushed immediately, and his mind went blank.

He held her hand and felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

However, turning around, he saw the Dark Lord looking at them with great interest.

He just got his own Dark Mark, knowing that this thing will keep getting hot when that person approaches and summons them, but that person has been staying at his home, and he himself has just got this mark for a few days, so The constant fever and pain, regardless of time and place, had already made him numb.

That's when he realized that the man was actually standing behind him.

"Draco, I heard you had a Muggle girlfriend?"

Definitely what Bellatrice said.

But she is no ordinary Muggle girl, she is a wizard, a very talented witch.

He was cold.

But he still hid the girl behind him, even though he knew it, it was just lying to him.

"Come here, boy," said the Dark Lord in a teasing tone, "Come here, and let me see your little Muggle face. Let me see what you have to do to captivate this one whose eyes are higher than his head." The young master made him fall in love with a Muggle."

The girl laughed, "Guess."

The Dark Lord's voice has not been very pleasant since his resurrection, Draco has always felt that the opposite is a cold-blooded animal, and even though he has always been proud of being a Slytherin, he has never felt that he is a symbol of his house. ——Snake is such a lovely existence.

That's something that can kill you anytime, anywhere.

The Dark Lord's twelve-foot pet can swallow a human whole!

As long as you think that it can swallow you, you will not think how cute it is.

However, the girl behind her didn't feel it at all.

He wondered why he covered her face with the hood.

This was obviously very stupid, and she probably didn't even realize that she was facing a monster who was neither human nor ghost, and the Dark Lord didn't even have a nose!

A bolt of lightning deftly bypassed him and struck straight at her.

She obviously didn't take this lightning bolt as a big deal, after all, Bellatris' lightning turned around and struck back.

However, this time, the lightning bolt didn't divert, it just deviated slightly.

She obviously didn't realize that the man in front of her was so far behind her in terms of magic, but fortunately, she dodged in a little embarrassment.

She moved a little more, however, and the hood slipped off her head.

Her entire face was completely exposed.

There was no fear in those deep emerald eyes, and her beautiful blond hair shone in the light.

The light shone from the side of her face, showing even more the almost perfect curve on her face from the forehead to the tip of the nose.

Draco felt her face glow.

She dodged the lightning and watched the lightning make a deep mark on the stone floor.

At this time, there were only the three of them in Knockturn Alley besides a dozen masked Death Eaters.

After looking at the lightning bolt, she turned her face back with a smile, and said sweetly amid the gasps of several people, "Is this the legendary British gentleman's attitude towards ladies?"

She is so pretty.

And, she seemed fearless.

He was fascinated thinking about it, but he accidentally saw the Dark Lord's expression.

That was a horrifying look.

He had no nose, and there was an expression of extreme contortion on his smooth astonishing face, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or in ecstasy.

Damn, Draco thought of Bellatrix again.

Could it be that her expression also imitated him?

"Come here." The Dark Lord continued in his commanding tone, but he had softened noticeably, "Come here, child, come here, let me take a good look at you."

The girl still held Draco's wand in her hand, and she waved it, only to find that it just made the wand shine.

The Dark Lord said in a coaxing tone—if he knew what coaxing was, "It will take practice, boy, you are very talented, and I will be a good teacher if you come , I will teach you how to operate it."

The girl is very smart, but the difference in the effect of her spell counterattack against these two people has already made her aware of the gap in strength between the two.So she walked over meekly, and returned the wand to Draco on the way.

She said, "He told me that everyone has their own wand, will you take me to find mine?"

"No," said the Dark Lord softly, "he's not quite right. You'll find your wand, but if you're better than the other man and defeat him, you'll have his wand."

"So I can't use his wand - because I haven't defeated him?"

"No, you can't use his wand because you never learned how to use a wand. The wand realized that you were the stronger person. It chose to obey you and obey your orders, but when you use the wand, you must Relying on spells not instinct, you have a strong gift for magic, boy, you just don't know how to use your gift. Just like this wand, you have got it, you just don't know how to use it." The Dark Lord spoke in an unbelievably gentle tone.

"What if I want one?"

"Then all the wands in England will be placed in front of you, for you to choose. My lady." The Dark Lord's tone was so mild that it was unreasonable.

He even handed her his wand, beckoning her to try it.

She had already walked in front of him. He had cast a suspension spell and leaned halfway in the air, but now he had withdrawn the spell and fell to the ground, but he was still taller than her.

She's still a child, Draco thought.Although it may not be much younger than himself.

"Look up, boy, and look into my eyes."

The girl did what he wanted.

Her golden hair seemed to have a layer of holy light in the light, and her deep emerald eyes seemed to be filled with the calmest lake water.

She was pure and beautiful, but she matched the dark night so well.

Why?Why, she looks so pure.

There is so much beauty in pure darkness.

"Are you afraid of me, child?"

"Why?" the girl said without fear, "Isn't this the wizard's world? Isn't it possible for anything to happen here?"

"Yes, my dear miss." The man couldn't help laughing, "Miss, welcome, welcome to your world."

The girl waved his wand in the air, and the sky was filled with small golden sparks, very beautiful, but still confusing.

"Sir, you said you would teach me how to use it."

Small golden sparks landed on her hair and bounced up, then fell to the ground in a rustle.

Like a golden snow.

After a while, she said again, "Although you said that the wand will submit to stronger hands, but I want a wand that belongs to me, belongs only to me, and will not submit to anyone's coercion." She returned the wand.

What she wants from her belongs only to her.

"Yes, miss, everything will be as you wish." The Dark Lord's pale fingers stretched out, wanting to touch her cheek, but in the end they only landed on her golden shawl-length hair, and he brushed her hair Go behind her ear and look at her carefully, "Miss, this is your world, although you are a bit late, but this is still your world."