Hogwarts Slytherin

Chapter 1 Pureblood Squib

1970, England, Lestrange Manor.

The sky is constantly filled with heavy snow, and the lawn in the manor is covered with thick white snow. There are no traces of other human habitation around the entire manor.

The two windows were opened casually, and the biting cold wind mixed with snowflakes continued to flow into the room along the windowsill.

The young man walked to the window and took a deep breath. It was a little cold but not as harsh as expected.

As the ancestral home of the Lestrange family, this house has already been blessed with countless protective spells. Every winter, Donas would like to wrap every corner of the house with waterproof and moisture-proof spells every day.

A small black shadow appeared in the wind and snow - an owl flying straight towards his room with an envelope in its mouth.

Reggie Lestrange took the envelope from the little guy's mouth and fed it some high-grade wet owl food. The little guy "cooed" twice with enjoyment, rubbed his hand with his head, and flew away contentedly. gone.

Unfolding the letter reveals the latest edition of the New York Ghost.

Don't get me wrong, Reggie has no interest in either ghosts or New York. This newspaper has an ancient runic logic guessing game every issue, and that's his purpose.

There was a "pop" sound in the room, as if the air was exploding, and a high-pitched voice sounded: "Master Ruigi, the master wants you to go downstairs."

Donas is the house elf of the Lestrange family. It has large, bat-like ears and bulging eyes the size of tennis balls.

"Okay, I know."

There was another "pop" and Donas disappeared from the room instantly.

Reggie is ten years old this year, and it has been ten years since he came to the world of Harry Potter.

After knowing that he had traveled to the world of Harry Potter, with a God's perspective, he felt that he was about to reach the peak of his life, and he was looking forward to growing up quickly and experiencing the various wonders of magic.

Haha, I was so stupid when I was a child, thinking about growing up quickly.

Soon Reggie panicked, because he realized that he seemed to have accidentally become a little Death Eater.

The Lestrange family, as one of the oldest pure-blood aristocrats, can be called the "loyal family" among Death Eaters.

Recalling the original work, old Lestrange died early, and the cause of death was not detailed in the book.

The eldest son, Rodolphus, married Bellatrix. "No one knows his loyalty, but once he is a cuckold, the whole world will know him." This is the biggest impression that most readers have on Rodolphus - the first cuckold in Harry Potter.

The second son, Rabastan, didn't have many records other than joining the Death Eaters. He seemed to have been following his brother and sister-in-law to make trouble.

Now there is another one - Regis Lestrange, who is almost a sure-fire Death Eater reserve.

Moreover, he traveled directly to the previous generation, before the outbreak of the First Wizarding War. The plot in the original book was almost blank during this period. He only knew that Voldemort failed when he went to kill Harry Potter.

If the above is nothing, after all, he knows the general direction of the plot, then as he grows up day by day, Reggie's situation gradually becomes more subtle.

Because his magic power has never been awakened!

In the magical world, most young wizards will awaken their magic before they are seven years old, and receive a notice of Hogwarts before they are 11 years old.

Now Reggie is ten years old, but he still doesn't feel any magic fluctuations, which means that he is probably a squib.

His current identity is the second child of the Lestrange family, the younger brother of Rodolphus and the future brother-in-law of Bellatrix.

He felt like he had guessed why the Lestrange family only had two sons in the original book.

"The noble Lestrange family has produced a dirty squib!" Just thinking about it was unbearable. Old Lestrange looked at Reggie coming down the stairs with a gloomy look.

"I have something to announce."

The tone was a little heavy. Now Voldemort was starting to recruit troops. Reggie knew through insinuations that his family had not publicly taken sides yet, but only agreed with the blood theory promoted by Voldemort.

It's Christmas break and the family is gathered in the hall as fourth-year Rodolphus is there.

The three Reggies stood side by side. Old Lestrange sat on the dark green sofa, rubbing the armrest with his hand to raise the snake's head. The fire in front of the fireplace reflected him brightly and dimly.

"The Black family sent an invitation, inviting everyone in our family to attend a party tomorrow night. The venue is the Black old house."

Reggie quickly realized that the Black family had announced their side. In this sensitive period, tomorrow night would probably be a banquet.

If his prediction was correct, he should have invited many families whose positions are still wavering, and they will definitely promote Voldemort's theory at the party to help them make up their minds.

Reggie secretly speculated that Voldemort himself might even be present.

"I wonder what you think about this."

Old Lestrange looked at Rodolphus, and he had high hopes for this family heir.

Rodolphus, who is only in fourth grade now, looked indifferent when his father asked him.

"I don't think it's a big deal, it's just a party. And father, I think it's time for us to take a stand. Anyway, the ideas promoted by that adult are consistent with our goals."

He couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or feeling something else. After hearing what his eldest son said, Old Lestrange didn't make any comment, and then looked at his second son in surprise.

"What is your opinion?"

It was a bit surprising to be suddenly named Reggie.My point of view?Of course, run away quickly!

But he still answered truthfully: "Father, I don't think we should take a stand easily. Fu Di... some of the actions of that adult are a bit extreme and are not in the interests of our family, and Dumbledore will not sit idly by." No matter, you must know that he personally defeated the German one not long ago."

There was a crackle in the fire, and he paused: "What we have to do is wait, and then stand on the winner's side."

Old Lestrange was silent for a while, no one knew what he was thinking.

Rabastan blinked, silently recalling what his two brothers had just said, blending them together in his mind, and waited confidently for his father to ask him questions.

Unexpectedly, old Lestrange did not ask any more questions, but stood up and walked to Reggie.

"You still don't feel any magic fluctuations?"

After a moment of silence, Reggie shook his head with difficulty.

Even though there was only one year left, he did not give up hope.

I have been reading a lot of theoretical knowledge about magic. I not only taught myself runes, but I even delved into why house elves can cast spells without a wand.

In fact, even if he is just a squib in the end, he is confident that he can live a comfortable life in the Muggle world.

but……

Old Lestrange looked away, stopped looking at him and turned away, leaving only one sentence: "Our Lestrange family is born noble and will never have a squib."

Reggie's heart thumped. This was the worst outcome he was worried about.

The Lestrange family, like the Black family, has an almost crazy paranoia about blood and family. In order to ensure the purity of the blood, there have been many incest marriages.

If the Black family's highest punishment for squibs, traitors, and rebellious sons is to be removed from the family - burning a hole in the tapestry that symbolizes glory to maintain the "eternal purity" they claim, then the Lestrange family It was the choice to let the shame of these families return to Merlin's arms and be purified.

There was a bright fire in the fireplace, but Reggie felt a little cold.