HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

Christian almost lost his voice. He pressed his throbbing forehead and asked in a hoarse voice, "How did you know this?"

Felix's expression was somewhat smug, his tone rose and a sly smile flashed across his eyes: "So it really exists."

"what?"

"I was just trying to trick you, and it seems to have worked." Felix spread his hands, "Otherwise, what information channels do you think I have?"

"Not that - I mean how did you learn about... um, the concepts of liking and love?" Christian had never felt so clearly that his older brother was like a father to him. My God, Felix was only in the first grade!

Felix, on the other hand, seemed surprised by what Christian had said. He picked his ears in an ungraceful way - their mother would have scolded him severely if she knew - and then exclaimed in shock: "My God, what are you talking about? I'm eleven years old!"

"No, it's not—"

Before Christian could finish his words, Felix snatched the book from his brother's arms and said, "Wait, I don't want to know who the other person is now. I want to find out myself." After saying that, he made a face and left Christian's presence at the fastest speed in his life.

Christian, who was tricked by his brother, felt as if he suddenly had a headache. He looked at Felix's back as he left, clenched his fists, unclenched them, and clenched them again. Finally, he chose to turn around and leave - he didn't want to walk the same path with the other party for the time being.

"Oh, I accidentally caught you two exchanging feelings," an unexpected person spoke after Christian turned around.

Regulus was leaning against the wall, his arms folded across his chest, one leg bent and crossed next to the upright leg, with an interested look in his eyes. His lazy and free-spirited look made him look very much like a Gryffindor.

Christian felt his head throbbing again, and he seriously suspected that all the headaches in his life had happened today. He restrained his fist from swinging at Regulus' face and tried his best to resist the urge to draw his wand. He kept reminding himself that it was because of the similar face and temperament that he could not tell them apart - the one in front of him was Regulus, not his brother... The one in front of him was Regulus, not his brother...

In the end, Christian's reason still couldn't overcome his emotions. He said unhappily, "When did Blake get interested in this?"

Regulus raised his eyebrows: "Another Black will only go further than me." He paused, and as if to confirm himself, he nodded and said: "About you."

Christian closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He forced a smile—to be honest, he secretly admired his own strong endurance—and squeezed out a few words: "It's really an honor."

Regulus suddenly smiled, he stood up a little straighter and spread his hands: "Sorry, it's just that you were standing on my path just now, and it seems inconvenient for me to interrupt the scene just now."

Christian didn't hear any apology in his voice. He said angrily, "So you're being polite now?!"

"I didn't say I was polite."

Christian felt his eyes go dark. He said he and Black had a conflict! He wisely chose not to continue the topic. He could have turned around and ignored the bastard in front of him, but his brain seemed to have its own ideas - it made him stand there and start a conversation uncontrollably: "Are you going to the Slytherin team's Quidditch tryouts?" Christian heard himself ask this.

Regulus was surprised at Christian's good temper. He thought that the other party would be angry and curse him, but he didn't expect that he could still chat with him calmly. This made him feel a little guilty, but soon this emotion disappeared without a trace.

"Reil? Are you here?" He knew without thinking that it was Sirius calling him. Regulus turned around and saw Sirius not far behind him.

Sirius glanced at Christian casually, then turned his attention to Regulus. He wanted to ask how Regulus was doing recently. He hadn't spoken to him since he left the Black mansion. Yesterday, he only saw his figure on Platform 9 3/4 but lost him.

"Hey! How are you doing?" This was undoubtedly a failed topic. If they were playing wizard chess now, Sirius would definitely be scolded by the chess piece - this move was really bad.

Sirius quickly realized this, "Uh, you and Greengrass were--" His words were finally blocked in his mouth and he couldn't say anything.

Regulus had prepared his "defense" the moment Sirius opened his mouth. He said in a gloomy tone: "Ah, isn't this my brother who ran away from home? Why do you remember to ask where I am now?"

Christian didn't expect that he was involved in this. He was about to say something to Sirius, but Regulus spoke before him. The atmosphere between the Black brothers seemed a little tense, but Christian began to think that his brain had made the most correct decision in his life. He now did the same thing as Regulus at the beginning and began to watch another brotherly conversation that happened today with relish.

"Oh, I just—"

"I know, 'It's just that my good friends came to pick me up, and I couldn't help but go with them' is what you meant to say, right?"

Sirius was rarely left speechless. He uttered a meaningless "ah" and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"--If that's really what you want to say, then we have nothing to talk about." Regulus said coldly.

Sirius shrugged and changed the subject: "Are you going to try out for the Slytherin team?"

Christian felt his brain was dirty when he heard Sirius asking the same question as him: It felt terrible to be on the same wavelength as Sirius.

"What? Worried about me joining the Slytherin team and defeating Gryffindor?"

"How is that possible?" Sirius blurted out this sentence without thinking. He believed this and was very firm in this idea. Even when he saw Regulus raise his eyebrows dangerously, he did not waver at all. "Don't worry, with James here, Gryffindor will not lose."

Christian almost applauded - for Sirius's clever chatting skills, but when he thought about the fact that the other party was mocking Slytherin, he withdrew his arms from his chest in disappointment.

Regulus left after saying "wait and see" and snorted coldly when he passed by Christian.

Christian said "Wow" in his heart, without any embarrassment of being caught watching a show. As soon as Regulus left, Christian and Sirius were the only ones on the road. The two people who hated each other rolled their eyes at each other. Although they spent a "happy" day together at the Hopps' house, their relationship had not changed at all.

However, their brains were in sync again - did Regulus eat gunpowder today?