Hogwarts Slytherin

As if being squeezed into a rubber tube, Reggie felt as if his stomach was about to come out of his esophagus. He subconsciously closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth.

Looking at No. 12 Grimmauld Place in front of him, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. He felt terrible when he experienced the portkey for the first time.

There was no marriage between the Black family and Lestrange, so the fireplace between the two families was not open.

Reggie and Rabastan were still too young for Apparition. Blake obviously thought of this and included a door key in the invitation.

Kreacher was already waiting at the door, and Reggie noticed that it was wearing a bow tie with an emerald the size of a soybean embedded in the middle.

Kreacher looked extremely happy at this moment, completely unable to be confused with the gloomy, neurotic elf he had been since the collapse of the Black family.

Old Lestrange obviously noticed it, and sighed in a strange way: "Black~"

"Oh, Walls, I was guessing with Orion when you would show up."

Walburga was a beautiful and strong woman. She greeted old Lestrange enthusiastically, and her husband Orion was holding champagne behind her, nodding in agreement from time to time.

Reggie looked at the old Black house in front of him boredly, in typical Slytherin style.

This house was older than his own manor and looked extremely luxurious. Even the carpets under his feet were masterpieces from 17 goblins. He felt that there always seemed to be a dull smell in the air. Most of the people at the banquet felt that Don't know anyone.

Walburga asked the children to join their own social circles. "Others are playing Quidditch in the yard, so you can go over there."

The three of them nodded and left.

A group of half-grown children were having fun in the yard, and most of the little witches were sitting on the side chatting in twos and threes. The magic here seemed to be more powerful, and Reggie couldn't feel the cold at all.

Rodolphus saw his classmates and went up to say hello.

Quidditch here uses children's broomsticks, and most of the little wizards who haven't gone to Hogwarts are playing. Rodolphus will be in fifth grade next year, so naturally he is not interested in this kind of children's play house.

Reggie watched his younger brother excitedly join the fight. He stood still and didn't move.

Rabastan can fly around on his broom, but he can only plunge into the garbage - because without magic, he can't summon the broom at all.

Thinking of his plan, Reggie returned to the house without anyone noticing.

The layout of the old house was roughly similar. He walked to the back of the stairs - the kitchen.

There was a large cabinet placed at the door of the kitchen: "Kreacher, are you here?"

"Pa" Kreacher appeared in front of Reggie wearing a bow tie. He looked a little confused, but bowed.

"Dear young master of the Lestrange family, distinguished guest of the great mistress, what do you want to say to Kreacher?"

Reggie, who was still unsure whether he could summon other house elves, was a little excited: "Kreacher, I need your help with something. Can you set up a barrier for our area? Thank you."

The hostess had asked old Kreacher to take good care of the guests, especially the "distinguished guests", Lestrange was one of them, and Kreacher did as Reggie asked.

Reggie did not act condescendingly because of Kreacher's apparent compliance. Instead, he thanked him in a gentle and friendly manner and complimented him on his green tie.

Sure enough, Kreacher looked very happy, even his droopy ears stood up a little, and he spoke excitedly.

"This is what the kind-hearted Master Regulus gave to old Kreacher. Thank you Master Regis for your appreciation."

It seems that he has succeeded in gaining favor, and his title has been successfully changed from Master Lestrange to Master Reggie.

House elves are products of alchemy and are loyal to their wizarding families throughout their lives. The praise of their master is the best reward for them. Reggie believes that the magic they possess is superior to that of wizards.

Because they do not need a wand to perform various magics, the master's orders are above all else.

He asked Kreacher to cast magic in the air. Theoretically speaking, magic is a combination of elements. If the magic is dispersed, it should exist in the form of energy.

Kreacher looked at him with a pair of big eyes, puzzled, and nodded obediently.

"It's done!" Reggie was a little excited. Is this really possible?

He felt as if there was an invisible mass in the air.

The Kreacher in front of him at this moment was like a burning flame, and the magic scattered around it was like the air above the flame. His naked eyes could observe slight changes in the air.

But how to absorb magic power was a problem. Reggie tried to inhale heavily, but it didn't work.

After a moment, he made a bold decision - to touch the magic around Kreacher with his hands.

With a "bang", Kreacher flew backwards and hit his beloved cabinet hard. Reggie also let out a scream of "Ah!"

He felt a surge of magic power rushing through his body, and his weak body gradually couldn't bear it.

pain!Extreme pain!If this power is not released, Reggie feels like his body will explode.

Kreacher looked at the changes in front of him in horror, and punished himself by banging his head against the wall in pain.

"Hmph, look where this idiot came from, the stupid boy from the Lestrange family."

An arrogant female voice sounded.

Reggie heard what the other person said, but the intense pain prevented him from speaking.

The woman hid aside and watched the excitement, but she couldn't really let the other party get into trouble here.She waved her wand lightly and recited a long series of ancient and complex spells. Reggie felt that the raging magic power in her body was slowly dissipating.

At this time, something unexpected happened.

Reggie felt that some pictures suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Why a girl."

"Bella, protect your sister."

"Sister, this is the necklace my mother gave me. I heard it was passed down from my great-grandmother."

"That crazy woman has to marry us obediently after graduation. She won't be arrogant for long."

"Bellatrix, will you be my most loyal friend?"

"I am willing."

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

"Bella, I need the support of the Lestrange family. Are you willing to help me? Rodolphus is a good boy. How about letting him be your husband?"

"No, Master, please."

The screen stopped abruptly.

The woman who had been so comfortable before let out a hysterical scream: "You! How dare you!"

Reggie finally looked up at the woman.

The woman has an astonishing beauty, with thick, bright black hair, like a rose with thorns, and her eyes are full of cruelty at this moment.

The suspicion in his heart was confirmed, and he already knew the identity of the woman in front of him - Bellatrix Black.