HP solves the mystery

In a corner of the Slytherin common room, the three of them occupied a small space, sitting in their respective chairs in trance.

"I must become better and better. I will inherit the Black family in the future. I can't be like my brother..." Regulus, who had been silent for a few days, uttered these words, and his face returned to the previous smile, but You can tell it's a fake smile at a glance.

Andre, who was troubled by his Potions homework, glanced at him inexplicably. Wasn't this already doomed? There is such a rebellious Gryffindor brother.

He couldn't hear the next topic. Someone put earplugs on him, but he didn't know it. He was still busy doing homework, and the hair on his quill was almost bald.

Little Barty sighed and didn't say anything. He just patted Regulus on the shoulder, thankful that the Crouch family didn't have so much bad luck.

"Are you really sure? Regulus." Little Barty thought more deeply. If his friends are really determined, then they will be the strongest allies.

"I don't know, little Barty... I just..." Regulus shook the potion bottle in his hand, looking a little dazed. He shook his head tentatively, like a puppy trying to get rid of it. Like water drops on the ears.

Voldemort's warning couldn't be more obvious, it's time to make a choice.

Regulus' eyes gradually became firm. He drank the potion in one gulp and stuffed the bottle into his pocket. "Little Barty, I hope we can have a pleasant time together in the future."

His right hand was raised in the air without any hesitation.

Little Barty was very surprised. The hesitant young master decided so quickly? What on earth did he experience this summer! Growing so fast.

"Of course I will, the future head of the Black family." A fake smile appeared on Barty's face and he shook hands vigorously.

Andre looked at them with questions on his face, what are you doing? However, his doubts could not be answered, because what happened next caught him off guard.

A similar thing was happening in Gryffindor on the other side, and Peter Pedillo of the Marauders group was particularly shocked.

"W-what...Sirius ran away from home? Was he raped by his family..." Peter asked anxiously, "When did it happen? This is so..." His expression was very strange, and the parchment was covered by him. With great force, he made a long gash.

Potter yawned and scratched his disheveled hair, "Didn't I write to you during the summer vacation? We also attended the music festival with Lily. The food made by Muggles is pretty good..."

Lupine didn't go to the music festival. It happened to be near the full moon and he was locked at home, but he knew it by looking at his expression.

The person they were discussing was eating kiwi berries leisurely. It was obvious that the free summer vacation made him very happy, even though he received countless howling letters during the period.

Peter's face became even more strange. He didn't know anything. He tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart and lowered his head to make himself appear more cowardly.

"But Sirius's family - the Black family didn't remove him... did he..." He said vaguely. The eldest son betrayed the family, and the second son was appointed in danger. The "Daily Prophet" reported more details than his 'friends' knew. "Did you hear about it? There seems to be a report in the newspaper that Voldemort went to the Black family's engagement party..."

As Peter spoke, he watched the reactions of several people from the corner of his eyes. As a result, they all looked confused and had no idea what was going on.

"What engagement party? Why didn't I know? Do you have newspapers from that period!" Sirius threw away the kiwiberry in his hand and stood up in panic. What he was thinking about was the pressure his parents had on him and Carlo before leaving home. Regarding the engagement of the young lady, did they do it in their own names?

Peter shook his head pretending to be confused. He had no hobby of making newspaper clippings, and he would not tell this person, although he was indeed shocked by the information he saw at that time. Was Sirius half-abandoned by the family?

Potter had been hanging out with Sirius all day long, so of course he didn't know about these things, so he looked expectantly at Lupin, who was always good at collecting information.

The result did not disappoint him, and the matter of Voldemort attending the engagement was revealed.

Lupine smiled helplessly, cleared his throat and spoke.

"I just took a few glances, and it was said that Voldemort attended the engagement party of the second son of the Black family. The report also analyzed that this was acknowledgment of his heir status..." Lupine glanced at Sirius without leaving any trace as he spoke. You must know that if nothing unexpected happens, this person is the heir. "It is said that the young master of the Black family is engaged to the young lady of the Carlo family..."

Sirius' nervous expression relaxed a little after hearing this, and he felt bad after hearing that his brother was engaged to Miss Carlo, his nominal aunt.

He grabbed his hair and kept murmuring, "How can they...can't...that's a dark wizard who goes to school in Durmstrang! Rael! How can he agree!"

Potter was very sympathetic, but he didn't know who he was sympathizing with. He felt very emotional in his heart. Fortunately, his parents were not like Sirius's, otherwise he wouldn't have pursued Lily.

While Lupine was still talking, Sirius clenched his fists tightly, his face became more and more ugly, his chest heaved violently, and he wanted to grab his brother's collar and ask why he agreed.

Sirius had never thought that family affairs were never that simple. It was precisely because of his escape that things that were originally simple were complicated.

What he wants to do most now is to have a detailed discussion with his brother. It is pitiful to abandon freedom for the sake of his family. Now that his marriage has been betrayed, it really makes him angry!

Sirius originally wanted to go find him now, but Quidditch training had started and the sixth-grade study tasks were even heavier, so he couldn't find time to find him. Even if they met at the training ground, they just nodded coldly. .

As the future patriarch of the Black family, Regulus is slowly growing up, and his reserved edge is revealed. More and more people are surrounding him, and he has become the leader of the new generation, not to mention that he has also participated in Prefect election.

As the days passed, the two people's dormitory became quiet due to their respective busyness.

Severus was aware of his roommate's distant attitude, and understood that he was happy about the engagement and Voldemort's closeness to the family, but also felt sad about his indifference towards non-pure-blood wizards.

"Regulus," Severus called to the boy as he picked up his broomstick and hurried away. Looking at his tired face, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Train well and look forward to your victory. I'll give you some energy supplements." Severus squirmed his lips a few times and uttered a few words, then took out a small bottle and threw it away.

Regulus took the small bottle and nodded silently, looked at him deeply, then turned and left.

The first Quidditch match took place in early November, this time between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.

Every little wizard has a smile on his face, but he doesn't know that this is the last tranquility before darkness comes.