Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

The other half of Narcissa's bloodline is very powerful?

Although the Black and Rosier families are both prestigious pure-blood families, in my mind, they are on par with the Malfoy family.

Not to mention, my grandfather, who has always been proud and conceited, has never expressed his admiration and envy for other families in words.

The only one who could be looked up to by the Malfoy family and who had suffered a setback was the last heir of Slytherin - Voldemort.

My mother once worried that my eyes would turn red, but the only human in the world with red eyes was Voldemort.

Everything ultimately points to that boiled egg without a nose!

She gave up her unrivaled beauty and pursued immortality and power.

What a mind-blowing conjecture!

In the official fan fiction of "Harry Potter", Voldemort had a brief affair with Narcissa's biological sister, Bellatrix, and gave birth to their beloved daughter Delphine at Malfoy Manor.

The girl inherited the cold, calculating personalities of both her parents.

And Narcissa is full of maternal radiance and warmth...

She cares very much about her family, and there is not a trace of malice in her.

I am ashamed of my unrealistic associations.

Mother, how could she be related to Voldemort...

"Aurora, are you worried about which college to go to?"

Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a long time, Narcissa pulled me to her side.

She has long limbs, a tall figure and curvaceous curves.

Time has left no trace on her and Lucius.

Everyone says that I look a lot like her.

When I grow up, will I be as beautiful as her?

I stared at her dazed look and made her laugh.

My mother looked like this. When I was studying at Hogwarts, there must have been many people like me who were obsessed with her beauty.

The Horcrux notebook I had seen before - the 16-year-old boy Voldemort was like this - was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Aurora, Sissy is asking you a question."

My jealous father would never allow my mother to focus on anyone other than him (including but not limited to his children) for a long time.

"I want to go to Slytherin. I should be a Slytherin too," I replied quickly.

"You can't go to Slytherin just by being in a daze. With your appearance, it would be best if you could go to Hufflepuff."

Damn it, how can you curse your own daughter like this?

"Dad, you can't joke like that!"

Draco retorted, "Aurora and I have an appointment! I have to go to Slytherin! And I want to live in your old dormitory!"

"Then I wish you all the best." Lucius held Narcissa in his arms.

Humph, the slimy Malfoy couple.

"Harry, which college do you want to go to?" Narcissa didn't want to draw all the attention to herself, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Um... do I have the right to choose?" Harry looked confused.

Yes, embarking on the journey of studying at Hogwarts means that Harry will be under the surveillance of Dumbledore at all times.

"Harry, there's no need to be so pessimistic. Hogwarts will assign you to a college based on your characteristics." Lucius spoke up to comfort him, which was rare.

Every generation of graduates keeps the secret of the Sorting Hat.

Leaving a suspense is also one of the traditions of Hogwarts.

"If possible, I also want to go to Slytherin." Harry seemed to have mustered up his courage, and looked at me steadily with his emerald eyes.