demon hunter at hogwarts

While Voldemort was thinking about his declaration of victory, Regulus was awakened from his sleep, his eyes quickly changed from hazy to clear, and he stared at his left forearm.

There was a hideous skull branded there, and a poisonous snake spitting out letters swam out of the skull's mouth.

In the past six months, this mark has been emitting a burning sensation more and more often, and its color has become darker and darker.

This only means one thing, Voldemort is regaining his strength and becoming more and more powerful.

The source of inspiration for the Dark Mark is no longer known. When Voldemort was alive, people were very secretive about this topic.

It was not until many years later, after Voldemort was completely destroyed, that anyone began to study this period of history.

Many wizards who have studied Muggle history believe that the inspiration for this mark was the blood type tattoo adopted by a military organization during the Muggle Wars. Death Eaters could identify each other through this mark.

Because once you are branded with this mark, you cannot remove it from your arm no matter what method you use, unless your magic power is more powerful than Voldemort who branded this mark.

This is tantamount to fantasy.

Other wizards only knew that this mark was the symbol of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and would hang over the corpses of those who dared to resist Voldemort.

Little do they know that Voldemort can summon his followers through this mark. Once the mark is touched by Voldemort, all Death Eaters must rush to his side immediately, otherwise they will be regarded as betrayal.At the same time, Death Eaters can also call their masters by touching the mark.

However, Voldemort didn't trust anyone, so even the Death Eaters didn't know that through this mark, Voldemort could feel the status of each person who was marked.

A few hours before dawn, Regulus lay in bed, tossing and turning.

"Dark Lord, how should I greet you..."

Early the next morning, Kreacher was busy making breakfast in the dining room at home.

"I didn't even use the blood replenishing potion bought in France in Albania. I didn't expect it to come in handy on you." Regulus handed the potion to Sirius.

"What should I praise you for, you have foresight?" Sirius said gloomily, but he still took the blood tonic, drank it in one gulp, and then shuddered.

The blood replenishing agent took effect very quickly, and before long, there was a touch of blood on his pale face.

"Did you meet Barty Crouch Jr. when you were in Azkaban?" Regulus suddenly asked.

"Why are you asking this?" Sirius was confused.

“I suddenly remembered this matter, just think of it as something to talk about before breakfast.

"Okay... I'm actually quite impressed by this." Sirius stretched and said, "It was in the afternoon... the dementors brought little Barty in, and I have been Watching from the iron bars... He looked so young at the time, like a child... The dementors threw him into the cell next to me. He kept crying for his mother... but not too much. Over time, he realized that this approach was futile and became silent, huddled in a corner every day and stopped talking."

Regulus tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes wandering, not knowing what he was thinking.

"...About a year later, his health became worse and worse. This is easy to understand. In a place like Azkaban, people will eventually go crazy because they lose the desire to live. At least more than half of the prisoners choose He died of hunger strike." Sirius said with a gloomy face, "And those dementors... they can feel that a person's life is coming to an end, so every time that moment comes, they will be very excited."

"So, he was really about to die at that time?" Regulus raised his eyes and asked doubtfully.

"Of course, he was as thin as a skeleton at that time, and only ate a little bit of food every day..." Sirius replied without thinking, "If he was acting...who was he acting for? Dementors can be They are all blind.”

"Okay...then what happened?" Regulus asked again.

"What else could have happened? He's dead." Sirius waved his hands irritably, as if he was helpless at his brother's stupidity, but the wound was affected, and he grinned in pain, "Barty Crouch is a senior official of the Ministry of Magic. So he was allowed to come to visit his son... He also brought his wife, who was a thin, small, sickly woman, and was half-carried past my cell..."

Regulus frowned.

"...I have no interest in watching the family drama of a family of three reuniting. I only know that a few days later, Barty Jr. died, and Barty Sr. didn't even come to collect his son's body. I saw the Dementor taking his son's body. The body was dragged out and buried outside the castle.”

"So, this is how little Barty ran out of Azkaban...Old Barty...you dug this grave yourself." Regulus sighed in a low voice, as if talking to himself. .

"What did you say?" Sirius, with his pointed ears, asked in surprise when he heard what Regulus said.

"I went to the Ministry of Magic yesterday. Moody told me." Regulus said calmly, "Little Barty may have escaped from Azkaban a long time ago. So it is a pity that you, the 'No. I'm afraid I have to give up the title of a fugitive who successfully escaped from Azkaban."

"I don't care about titles." Sirius waved his hand again, but his tone seemed very incomprehensible, "He ran out? This is impossible? Who is the person who died in the cell?"

"You said, dementors are blind, but they can barely distinguish a person's health status." Regulus, "So, the thing is already obvious, when you don't want to pry into other people's family reunion scenes. , little Barty and his mother drank Polyjuice Potion and switched identities. Moreover, both he and his mother were in poor health at the time, right?"

Sirius nodded and said, "Barty Crouch's wife died very young. This is no secret."

"So, it's obvious... the dementors felt a healthy person and a dying person walking into the fortress, and then felt a healthy person and a dying person leaving there, and found nothing unusual." Lei Gu Les said, "And Little Barty's mother brought in enough Polyjuice Potion, so she will remain like Little Barty until her death... It won't take long, maybe one day is enough..."

"So, what do you mean by telling me this?" Sirius was completely confused.

"I mean, it's just good luck that you came back alive last night. If Barty and Bella were together, I might have started planning your funeral now." Regulus said unceremoniously. , "I wonder how Harry Potter will react when he hears this news. He has just been to Hogwarts for two days..."

Several crisp sounds interrupted Regulus's words, and both of them turned their eyes to the window where the noise came from.

There, Harry's snowy owl Hedwig was pecking at the glass with her beak, and a heavy-looking letter was tied to her foot.

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Hedwig chirped a few times in dissatisfaction and pecked Sirius because her feathers were ruffled.

Regulus waved his hand, and a few pieces of dried meat flew out of the kitchen and landed on the windowsill. Only then did Hedwig stop staring at Sirius and enjoy her breakfast with satisfaction.

Over there, Sirius had torn open the envelope and read the contents of the letter.

Dear Padfoot:

I finally entered Hogwarts.

I tried to contact you yesterday afternoon using Double Mirror, but you didn't reply.Maybe you are busy?In the past few months, you have rarely left the house in order to take care of me.I think you should also have your own favorite things to do.So I'd better write.

On the first night, I didn't dare to sleep.I was afraid that when I woke up, I would go back to the cupboard of the Dursleys' house and be pulled out by Dudley, who would tell me that everything that happened this year was all a long dream I had.

Draco and Ron had a fight on the train. I tried the "standstill" spell you taught me. It worked well. They were separated and Draco was carried back by his two followers. , I think it might be difficult for me to make friends with him.

Ron could only lie in his seat for the next three hours of the journey because I forgot to understand the spell.

The sorting ceremony was indeed scarier than you said, but I was sorted into Gryffindor, just like you and my parents. (Ron is also a Gryffindor. It is said that a wizard named Weasley is sorted into Gryffindor every year. I really wish I could have so many brothers and sisters.)

The school song is really ugly.

We were late for the first class because Neville went the wrong way and we had to rescue him from the steps. Professor McGonagall said we were going to turn him into a map so he could remember the route.

Snape is indeed as annoying as you said. He came to make things difficult for me in the first class. Fortunately, I had already previewed the knowledge. You didn't see the expression on his face after I answered the question. (But Gryffindor was still deducted five points because I studied the book randomly without the guidance of the professor.)

Today's classes are flying lessons and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Everyone is looking forward to it. However, the senior students who have just finished the class are saying that they feel that Professor Quirrell's class is not as good as Professor Black's. Let's be mentally prepared. (Can you please persuade Professor Black to reconsider coming back to teach?)

I hid "that thing" very well and Filch didn't find it. However, Fred and George (Ron's two brothers) went crazy when they found out that you made the Marauder's Map. I hope Can talk to you about their mischievous plans.) have been urging me to walk with them to Hogsmeade on the first weekend by walking the hunchbacked witch statue in the fifth floor corridor. (Would you do this if it were you?)

In addition, the spell Moon Face taught me worked very well. I successfully defeated Peeves and avenged Ron. (He was doused in paint by Peeves on his first night.)

Hagrid invited me over for tea on Friday afternoon, but I won't be trying his rock biscuits again, for the safety of my teeth.

I will write to you often.

Harry Potter.

While reading the letter, Sirius's face kept changing, sometimes smiling knowingly, sometimes gritting his teeth.

"Snotlout is really bullying Harry. I have to teach him a lesson sooner or later." Finally, Sirius put the letter on the table and said angrily.

Regulus glanced at the contents of the letter and couldn't help laughing.

"I think you can apply with Dumbledore next year to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. This way you don't have to worry about Snape every day. As colleagues, you can have fun every day."

"Good idea..." Sirius said smoothly.

"Hey!" Regulus raised his voice, interrupting Sirius's delusion, "Do you think Dumbledore would be stupid enough to let you two sit at the same table to eat?"

"No." Sirius said gloomily, "But look at his bullshit reasons. This is just looking for trouble."

"If he didn't find trouble, he wouldn't be Snape." Regulus said, "I thought you would have expected this. He has suffered a lot under your hands. You think he is broad-minded?" Adjective, does it have anything to do with him?”

"He can come at me." Sirius became more and more angry, "Bullying an 11-year-old kid is nothing!"

"If there is a chance, I believe he will... You should write a reply quickly." Regulus reminded, "I noticed that Harry seems to be a little interested in the suggestion of sneaking into Hogsmeade. He will listen to you." You have to think carefully about the suggestions.”

"I know. Without Voldemort, I would definitely agree with the idea, but for now... well."

Sirius took a piece of parchment and wrote a reply. The font was quite beautiful and had an edge:

...I would love to agree with your idea of ​​going to Hogsmeade, but you are only safe if you stay with Dumbledore.So, don't leave school and don't try to do anything beyond your capabilities.If something strange happens, you should contact me or the school teacher as soon as possible, and don’t act like a hero...

After he finished writing, he read his letter several times, and finally added:

If Snape still dares to bully you, you must tell me.

Regulus saw this and was secretly amused.

If he were Harry, in order to prevent his godfather from going to Hogwarts to fight with Snape in a rage, even if he was bullied by Snape again in the future, he would never write a letter saying these things.

Sirius closed the envelope and handed it to Hedwig to send away. Then he slumped in his chair and said angrily: "I suspect that after Harry sees this letter, he will think that I have been cheated or have a fever." My brain is talking nonsense... Where were we talking about? My funeral?"

"I mean, Barty Crouch Jr. has begun to work for the Dark Lord just like Bella." Regulus said, "I suspect that Bella ran away this way too... But that's all. It’s meaningless. Unlike our cousin, little Barty is not a reckless man who only knows how to fight and kill. They must be planning something..."