HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

From the moment Walburga cried out "Crucia", her beloved youngest son was destined to stay away from her.

The moment Christian Greengrass mentioned Black, Regulus recalled the feeling he had at that time - a tremor coming from the depths of his soul. He was no longer surprised why Sirius hated Black. This feeling was damn uncomfortable.

After finishing lunch in a hurry, Regulus walked out of the auditorium. He had no classes this afternoon and had an appointment to take a walk by the Black Lake.

It was a sunny day now, with the sun hanging high above her head. Xia was lying on the grass beside the Black Lake. A big tree next to her blocked most of the dazzling sunlight for her.

Regulus sat cross-legged next to Xia, his head supported by his left hand, and his right hand occasionally pulling at the grass.

"It will only be a matter of time before Professor Dumbledore discovers a bald patch of land beside the Black Lake." Xia squinted her eyes, enjoying the slightly cool breeze of November.

Regulus paused for a moment after hearing this, then he propped up his head with his right hand and pulled the grass with his left hand out of boredom, "Aren't we here for a walk? Why are you lying here?"

“It’s very comfortable.”

"I don't think there's anything comfortable about the cold wind." Regulus lay down on the grass, looking up at the blue sky, the leaves rustling in the wind, and he sighed, "I have to admit, you're right."

"That's what I said." Xia was a little proud. She liked the feeling of infinite vitality that the sunlight shining on the grass and leaves brought her.

The two of them just lay on the grass, feeling the breath of freedom.

"Have you ever been to the Slug Club?" Regulus asked suddenly.

"You're invited?"

"Ah."

Xia laughed with gloating, "Sirius and I made a bet about when Professor Slughorn would invite you. If he doesn't invite you, then we will definitely invite you as a companion."

"You always give me a bad feeling."

"Really?" Xia made a face, but she quickly realized that Regulus seemed to be unable to see.

"Professor Slughorn is indeed a knowledgeable man." Xia explained, "He likes students with ability and status. It's only a matter of time before you are invited."

"Do you hate it then?"

"What?" Xia was stunned for a moment, then realized what Regulus meant.

"What I hate is the arrogant and condescending attitude of some pure-blood wizards."

Regulus understood Xia's answer. It was normal to like people with status and power, but it was another matter if those people took advantage of their status and power to do whatever they wanted.

“Shouldn’t you refute me at this time?” Seeing that Regulus didn’t say anything, Xia made a little joke. She crossed her arms over her chest and said in a low voice as a matter of course: “We are pure blood.”

"What—?" Regulus was surprised for a moment, then showed a helpless smile, "Who is slandering me like this? Sirius?"

"It's not important, Regulus." Xia sat up and looked at Regulus worriedly, "Are you okay? What happened?"

Xia keenly felt that something was wrong with Regulus's mood. He was not the kind of person who would worry about an invitation, nor would he ask others whether they hated people with status and power.

There was no sad Regulus in her subconscious mind. He should be outspoken and smiling - Slytherin's Seeker. Even if that was not the case, the Regulus she knew was also a shy but always confident and brave person who would try new things. But everything he showed today was not at all like Regulus Black.

The boy frowned slightly, with a hint of distress between his brows. He pursed his lips and hesitated about how to speak.

Xia noticed his hesitation, she did not urge Regulus, but just sat quietly beside him.

"I don't know." After a long silence, Regulus uttered this sentence.

The first sentence is always difficult, and after saying this, Regulus felt the shackles around his neck loosen.

Perhaps if I miss this chance, I will never have another chance to talk, Regulus thought.

He told everything in one go, except for the fact that he and Sirius were punished by Walburga.

"During the summer vacation, a man came to our house," he said. "Bella admired him very much and even brought him home."

"I was hiding on the stairs on the second floor and saw them. They were talking about pure-blood supremacy - that's what our family advocates. They want a wizarding world full of pure-bloods." At this point, Regulus closed his eyes, his brows furrowed tighter, and he groaned, "Oh... I even... even saw my mother and Bella... kneeling... kneeling on the ground... kissing him... his robe!"

These words almost exhausted all of Regulus' strength. He was still lying on the grass, but his eyes staring blankly at the sky told Xia that he was helpless and he didn't know what to do.

"Oh... Merlin." Xia didn't know how to comfort Regulus. She knew that this was a sign that Voldemort was about to unleash his terrifying power, or perhaps it wasn't really a sign.

Xia also felt pain. She had not witnessed such a scene with her own eyes, so she could not truly empathize with Regulus. No matter how many comforting words she said, it would be of no use.

"What do you think?" Xia heard her own dry voice.

"I don't know." Regulus' tone was full of confusion. "I used to worship the supremacy of pure-bloods. Will I... kneel down and kiss his robe one day?"