[Comprehensive Lord HP] To eternal life to your love

Porter Manor

"Have you met Gellert?" The kind old woman put the freshly cut flower branches on the tray, and now there were only Doria Potter and Harry in the huge vitrified room.

"I've been there as soon as I got back." Harry has been deliberately delaying his return to the manor more because of this old woman whose position is unclear and cannot be ignored.

"Compared to before, you speak more frankly." The flower branches that Doria cut were of different lengths, there were buds stained with water droplets and some blooming flowers, "It's just that your complexion is not as good as before."

"..." Harry had actually discovered long ago that this grandmother didn't have any silver jewelry on her body when she met him this time, let alone a cross that represented her identity, and suddenly she didn't know how to say the lies she had prepared.

"Do you feel that there is a mentality that there is no way to deceive me?" The wisdom in Doria's eyes is no less than that of Albus Dumbledore, who Harry once met representing the Holy See.

Harry sat upright on the hanging chair, his fingers tightly clutching the iron chain on the hanging chair, and he didn't say a word or move.

Doria counted the number of flowering branches in the tray, cut off two leaves with symmetrical shapes, and said with a smile: "Look at you child, can't you hide it in front of outsiders? If you face such a kind and loving person Eyes and seemingly friendly treatment, if you can only behave like this, you will suffer a big loss in front of Albus in the future."

Harry raised his head and stared at Doria closely, with stinging eyes, and Doria's smile didn't change at all, just smiled calmly: "Honey, can you hand me the vase next to you?" ?”

Harry pursed his lips and did not move, and Doria did not urge him, but just looked at Harry with tolerant and smiling eyes, as if he was looking at a junior who was just making trouble.

After a while, Harry lifted the vase stiffly and handed it to Doria.

"Don't always hold yourself up like that, you're still a child, you don't understand too much." Doria straightened the vase, "But it's not your fault, Gellert doesn't understand much, otherwise he wouldn't know too much." I will give up those powers and lose my old lover."

"...What the hell did you call me here for?" Harry now had a sense of unreality that was out of touch with reality.

"Which side is that Nitanley from?" Doria squeezed the petals of the rose, and Harry noticed that even though the corners of Doria's eyes had traces of time, her hands remained the same. Fair and lustrous like a girl.

— This is not normal, no matter how well maintained it is.

"She's my fiancee." Harry insisted.

"Can she become your legal wife or give birth to the next heir of the Potter family?" Doria seemed to have heard some funny remarks, and turned her head to look at Harry, "Actually, I guess more or less It can be seen that there is a Voldemort who is not completely dead, and the two of you godfathers are probably not reconciled, so... S.H.I.E.L.D.? Or mutants?"

"Is it a mutant you can't tell?" Harry couldn't help stabbing.

Doria didn't care, and said slowly: "Is that an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.? That's right, Voldemort was quite violent there a few years ago, relying on the power of the Holy See, he didn't develop murders and didn't cover it up. "

A kind noble lady who was supposed to be from an aristocratic family taught her husband to teach her children to dance and arrange flowers. It is really frightening to say these words for no reason.

"Have you ever known your grandfather?" Doria changed the subject, picked up a flower branch with a flower bone on the side, looked at the flower arrangement in front of him, and thought about where to put it, "But the information from the outside world is just that, Charlie As the leader of the Potter family, Stanley is mediocre, but as a husband, he is the best-of course, in my opinion."

"If a wife thinks that her husband is the best as a husband, then that man must have done his best." Harry lowered his eyes, yes, he was going to inherit Potter Manor from the beginning, but he People who haven't really learned about Potter Manor, otherwise they wouldn't have been caught off guard by Doria's attack before.

"Charles used to be a bounty hunter earlier." Doria blinked at the surprised Harry, showing some girlish naughtiness, "Gryffindor lions always have a heroic complex."

"As for me, I used to be the saint of the Holy See, and I am the most likely to succeed the Pope." Doria's tone was full of nostalgia, "But from my current surname, you can easily guess that I and the Holy See It's not as close and friendly as you imagined, is it? Sigh... I can tell you the old man's story slowly in the future, but what we have to solve now is actually very simple."

"Harry, to me, the most important thing is Charles, followed by my children and the Potter Manor. The Holy See is just a tool and a shackle." Doria put the last leaf on the other side of the flower branch , "Nitaly, if you think her existence is necessary, I can endure it for a while, but..."

Harry's eyes became extremely serious and focused. Doria took a step back and looked at his work. After studying it for a while, he reached out and pinched off the brightest red rose in the middle.

"In a vase of flowers, it's best not to have flowers that bloom too vigorously. The flowers that are too eye-catching will end early, and the delicacy of the whole vase will be destroyed by then." Doria walked up to Harry and held it up. Harry's hand, put the bright red rose in Harry's palm, and said earnestly, "Harry, the Potter family needs an heir, the one with your blood, the heir named Potter."

"Strigoi can't have children." Harry said coldly, "I don't think I need to popularize this kind of knowledge."

"Honey, you are special." Doria laughed out loud, rubbing Harry's hair, smiling kindly, and his tone was as kind as ever, "Since that potion can freeze the part of your blood cells, then Why can't you make your wife pregnant while you're taking that potion?"

Harry walked out of the conservatory with cold limbs. The moment he was exposed to the sun, his heart felt even colder. He had never felt this feeling of being held in the palm of his hand, as if everything was in her eyes.

The rose in the palm of his hand bloomed delicately, but Harry thought of the meaning of the man's words, and the anger in his heart ignited all the ice again.

How dare she - how dare she threaten me with Severus!

Heh, is this too high on me or low on Severus Springs? !

That being the case, let's play a game of chess. I want to see if the Knockturn Alley Blood Race and Prince Manor can beat a Doria Potter!

...Wait, is he going to chase Severus first before that?

Harry sighed, suddenly felt nothing, and his heart was stuffed.

The author has something to say: This piece of Doria feels so hard to grasp QAQ I have a splitting headache, I guess I have a cold...QAQ