demon hunter at hogwarts

Regulus had no idea what was going on in Snape's office.

He simply felt that being "nourished" by the potion steam for a long time might be the reason why Snape's hair was always shiny. As a professor, it was also important to properly maintain his image.

For example, the former Potions Professor Slughorn always wore exquisite wizard robes and trimmed his walrus beard neatly.

He had Kreacher try that quick-smoothing hair spray when Sirius was in a coma, and the effect was remarkable.

Unfortunately, when he saw Snape the next day, the Potions Professor was still the same, and his attitude was even worse.

Regulus didn't pay much attention to Snape's attitude. After all, the Dreamless Sleeping Potion was just a power measure, and it was unrealistic to rely on it to bind Sirius for a long time.

Now Lupine has taken a leave of absence from Damocles Belby and is living at No. 12 Grimmauld Place. He is nominally taking care of Sirius, but in fact he also has some sense of surveillance.

Dumbledore also said that he personally talked to Sirius and persuaded him to hide in the "safe house" for a while, waiting for everyone to catch Peter Pedro and help him solve the case.

Therefore, Regulus temporarily focused his attention on teaching. After all, dark magic creatures like Grindylow were not easy to deal with for third-year students.The sixth-grade students mastered silent spellcasting much slower than he expected.

Regulus blamed all this on a lack of pressure in peacetime.

Naturally, students are given more homework.

After spending a peaceful week like this, on Friday afternoon, while Regulus was enjoying his afternoon leisure, Kreacher suddenly appeared in his office.

"What's going on! Didn't I ask you to stay at home... and watch over me?" Regulus's first reaction was that the troubled brother at home had caused something again.

"Master Sirius asked Kreacher to bring a letter to Master Regulus." Kreacher bowed to Regulus and then handed over a note.

Regulus took the note casually and asked, "Where did he go?"

"Master Sirius is still at home and hasn't gone anywhere. He asked Kreacher to go home immediately after delivering the letter. Kreacher must obey his orders..." The elf finished in a low voice, and then with a snap, he disapparated. .

Confused, Regulus opened the note.

There was only one line written on it.

"Would you be interested in talking about your locket?"

Regulus cursed fiercely, and green flames ignited at his fingertips, instantly devouring the note.

That afternoon, he returned to NO.12 Grimmauld Place.

Lupine was not around, and there were only Kreacher at home, who was busy preparing dinner, and Sirius, who had regained some of his energy after a week's rest.

"How do you know?" Regulus walked straight towards Sirius and asked in a low voice as soon as he entered the door.

"You plan to keep it a secret, right?" Sirius leaned against the door frame with a wine glass in his hand, his eyes sharp, "That thing you put in the basement."

"Kreacher!" Regulus subconsciously looked at the elf, who had already begun to hit his head with a pan.

"Stop." Sirius stopped Kreacher's self-mutilation, and then turned to his brother, "This poor guy kept trying to stop me from going to the basement. I felt suspicious, so I asked him something. Obviously, there are some secrets It only belongs to you two, but this does not prevent him from telling me those parts... that are not forbidden by you."

Over there, the elf was already sobbing.

"Are you really not going to talk to me?"

"Sirius Black." Regulus suddenly pulled out his wand and glared at Sirius, "Don't make me use the Oblivion Charm on you."

Sirius suddenly blinked.

"Except your weapons!"

Red light shot out of Sirius' hand that was not holding the wine glass. Regulus was caught off guard and hit by a spell. His wand flew up into the air, and was snatched away by Sirius.

Then he immediately found himself unable to move, pinned down on the sofa, just like he had done to Sirius a few days before.

"Now, it's my turn to speak." Sirius put Regulus' wand into his pajamas pocket, still pointing his own wand at the other party.

"Lupin is indeed unreliable." Regulus tilted his head to one side, not looking at the provocative expression on his brother's face, and said bitterly, "I actually lent you my wand."

"No, no, you mistakenly blamed Moony. This is not his wand." Sirius grinned with a mischievous smile, and the wand spun and danced on his slender fingertips, spraying out sparks from time to time.

Regulus looked at the wand carefully and became even more confused.

He had fought with Lupine and successfully disarmed Lupine. The wand in Sirius's hand was indeed not Lupine's wand.

A possibility emerged from his mind, and when he looked at the wand again, it looked more and more familiar.

"If you want to blame it, blame Dumbledore." Sirius sat across from Regulus and said easily, "He thought I should need something... to protect myself."

Then he took out the wooden box that Regulus had placed in the basement and placed it on the table between the two of them.

Slytherin's locket, Voldemort's Horcrux, lay quietly inside the box. After staring at the locket for a few seconds, Regulus closed his eyes.

"Kreacher doesn't want to talk about this thing, but you cast so many magics on it to protect it. What is it?" Sirius put away his smile and asked seriously.

"It won't do you any good. It's better that you don't know." Regulus said coldly.

"I warn you, don't use this attitude -" Sirius raised his voice angrily, " - Regulus Black, you'd better look me in the eyes and speak."

Regulus opened his eyes, his pupils turning green.

Sirius was a little surprised, but he still stared at Regulus firmly.

"That's the Dark Lord's Horcrux." Regulus said flatly.

"What Horcrux... Horcrux!" Sirius reacted for a moment before realizing the weight of the word. He stared at Regulus in disbelief, the wand in his hand trembling slightly, "Voldemort's... Horcrux!?"

"Correct."

There was a long silence in the room, with only Kreacher's sobs constantly coming from the kitchen.

"Voldemort actually gave you the Horcrux for safekeeping..." Finally, Sirius broke the silence and said to himself, "So this is your secret? You pretended to be dead and hid for ten years to let everyone relax their vigilance. In fact, He is hiding this thing, waiting for an opportunity to help Voldemort make a comeback..."

"Hahaha..." Upon hearing this speculation, Regulus couldn't help but sneer.

"What's the price for stealing it?"

Sirius' voice was soft.

Regulus stopped laughing.