HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

It took Wuyou's spiritual silk nearly half an hour to find the boy at the bottom of the lake. When he was pulled out of the water, his brows were still furrowed.

Although the high-end suit he was wearing had faded, the icy water of Crystal Lake made the boy's face forever remain at the age of 17. Compared with Sirius's bright and flamboyant handsomeness, his appearance was softer, and his eyebrows and eyes were more gentle.

In order to prevent him from rotting quickly after leaving here, Wuyou injected spiritual power into his body so that the moisture in his body could always be maintained at the temperature of the bottom of the lake.

Finally, she melted away the excess lake water on his body and used the forest silk to control him to walk to her side like a living person.

"Come on, Professor, let's go back to the Black mansion now. I think Sirius should meet him."

Dumbledore used Apparition to bring them back to the Black mansion. When they appeared in the living room, Sirius had just returned from buying groceries and was lying on the sofa to rest.

"Godfather, we are back."

Sirius turned over and sat up immediately after hearing Harry's voice: "You guys are back?! You are in for a treat tonight! I bought a lot..."

He was stunned in the middle of his words, because the younger brother whom he once hated and looked down upon was now standing beside Wuyou with his eyes lowered.

“Regulus?! You’re not dead? Why have you been… for so many years? No! This is clearly a corpse! How did you bring a corpse here!!”

Dumbledore handed the Slytherin locket to Sirius with a serious expression, and then said, "Open it and read his suicide note."

Sirius took the locket box puzzledly and opened the note inside without much interest.

Then there was deathly silence. He read the note over and over again in disbelief. In his impression, his younger brother listened to his mother the most. Not only did he do whatever his mother said, he was also a timid and biased purist.

But this note gave him a slap in the face, as if he wanted to beat him to death. He couldn't connect the timid child who hid behind his mother back then with the young man standing in front of him now.

When I was 16, I had a big fight with my family and wanted to run away from home. My mother was so angry that she shouted that she would expel me from the family.

Regulus was caught in the middle and pleaded for mercy, but was scolded by his mother and ignored by him. Later, because he had taken refuge with James, she not only never returned home, but also ignored him at school.

In 1980, he was busy helping James and his friends escape Voldemort's pursuit. Unexpectedly, when he entered Azkaban, Regulus died at the bottom of the lake...

After I got out, I still thought he was killed by the Aurors because he followed Voldemort. Why did I never believe him at the beginning? Why?

Obviously, a long time ago, he liked to stick to me and play the most. Obviously, a long time ago, we had a very good relationship...

Sirius raised his eyes to look at Regulus who was standing there. He wanted to walk towards him but his feet felt like they weighed a thousand pounds and he couldn't move his legs stiffly.

Wuyou followed Dumbledore and Harry to one side of the living room, looked at Sirius's regretful and sad eyes, and then moved the spiritual thread in his hand.

Regulus raised his head, and although his eyes were lifeless, he finally looked at Sirius. Although he was dead, he still walked towards him with great vigor.

Through his tears, Sirius looked at Regulus, who was walking towards him with his head held high and chest puffed out. It was as if he was saying, "Brother! I'm back."

The defenses in his heart collapsed at this moment, and Sirius could no longer hold back and hugged Regulus and cried bitterly.

Wuyou raised his hand to wipe away his tears, letting Regulus hug Sirius back and patting his back to soothe him.

Harry turned his head away reluctantly and happened to see Wuyou crying again. He wanted to raise his hand to wipe her tears but she hugged him the next second.

"Last time, Gryffindor's hero was remembered, while Slytherin's warrior remained at the bottom of the lake. This time, Regulus finally saw the light again..."

Wuyou's voice was not small, and the three Gryffindors present all heard it. This time no one could refute Slytherin.

Kreacher hid in the cupboard and watched everything that happened in the living room, not knowing whether he was happy or sad. If Sirius and Regulus had not been hugging each other, he would have rushed out and knelt in front of Regulus and cried bitterly.

After Sirius calmed down, he slowly let go of Regulus. With his eyes free from tears blocking his vision, he finally saw the familiar smile on Regulus' face.

He patted Regulus on the shoulder, turned his head and said to Wuyou gratefully: "Thank you Mavis, thank you for bringing Leir back, thank you for letting his sacrifice no longer be buried..."

Wuyou nodded and controlled Regulus to stand up, then replied: "Don't thank me, Regulus's sacrifice deserves everyone's respect. This is why I have to find out why I know this Horcrux is fake."

Before Sirius could say anything, Kreacher ran out of the cupboard, knelt down before Regulus, banged his head heavily, and cried, "I'm sorry, young master! It's Kreacher's fault! It's all Kreacher's fault! Kreacher is useless! He could neither save the young master nor complete the task you assigned to me! The real pendant box was stolen by a robber! Mundungus Franky broke into our house on the day the eldest master was captured. He searched the entire house and stole many things! Including the pendant box you asked me to destroy..."

Dumbledore caught the key words and said with a smile: "Now we know the whereabouts of the real Horcrux, but I think it's okay to look for the Horcrux tomorrow. After all, there are more important things to do today."

Wuyou and Harry nodded in agreement. Sirius looked at Regulus, then suddenly asked Wuyou: "Mavis, can I trouble you to let Leir and I take a magic photo? Even though he is dead, this will be the last photo of him and me..."

"Okay, Harry, go get your camera and take a picture of them."

Harry hurried upstairs, found his camera and took a picture of them on the sofa in the living room.

Because Wuyou made Regulus change from laughing with his eyes downcast to smiling happily at the camera with his eyes closed, the photo looked like he was still alive.

Sirius looked at the photo and the lifeless Regulus in front of him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Harry sighed and said in relief, "Please accept my condolences, Godfather. You can't let him stay here like this. Bury him as soon as possible."

Sirius smiled bitterly as if he had lost his soul, "Yeah, I can't keep him here forever... We will never see each other again after all."

Wuyou pursed his lips and asked, "Um... Mr. Sirius, if you want to keep him here forever, that's fine too. I can take him to China and let others turn him into a puppet with basic human thoughts. In this way, he can live in the world like a living person."

Sirius asked in surprise, "You can get him back?! Really?!"

Wuyou waved his hands hastily and denied, "No, no, how is that possible? The dead cannot be resurrected. What I meant was to let him live like a human being, able to take care of himself at home. I didn't mean to revive Regulus. The person who came back to life is just a puppet without his own thoughts, not Regulus."

Sirius lowered his head and shook his head in response: "But what's the point of that... It's just a puppet..."

Wuyou also shook his head and sighed, "For some people, it is meaningful. They don't care even if it is a puppet. As long as they can see that person living in front of them as if he is alive, even if they don't have that person's thoughts and memories, and only talk to them occasionally, they are satisfied. I have seen many people who practice the secret arts of trickery live with their loved ones like this."

"No, I don't want him to live like a puppet in the Black family anymore. I will bury him in the family mausoleum tonight."

"You are his only brother, and you have the final say. But I hope you can give me Mr. Regulus' note. I want the entire wizarding world to remember his name and deeds."

"You can take it, and if you like, you can stay and bury him with us."

"of course."