HP heard I should be a Death Eater

"You know? There's no chance he'll keep treating Slytherins like dogs like that." Signus said, winking at the paint fairies on the roof. "Sooner or later he's going to pay for his madness."

"Oh yes, I sincerely hope that you can make it to that day." The portrait who was frightened by him just now came back at some point, admiring his messy body with disgust, as if he had been raped.

"Hi." Signus shook his arm as a greeting.The portrait was very dissatisfied with his reaction, and snorted again, gloating about the news he just learned: "I heard that there will be a banquet tonight, and it seems that many Death Eaters are going to attend. Wait a moment, little Malfoy Should have let you know."

Signus cooperated with a gloomy expression, turned over and lay down on the bed, burying his face under the pillow, as if unwilling to face the bad news.This time the portrait was finally satisfied, and he swaggered out of the room, as if he had just won a battle.

"Who the hell is that guy?" Signus raised his head and asked the fairies on the roof.

Amidst the beautiful sound of the harp, the name of a certain alchemist during World War I appeared among the fairies, he was a crazy guy.

Signus rolled his eyes: "I guess this is Lucius' prank, otherwise how can I explain that Malfoy Manor needs to hang a portrait of this guy, and it just happens to hang in my room!"

There was a knock on the door outside, and Signus frowned, and shouted impatiently: "I already know."

"Know what?" The knock on the door stopped, and Lucius asked outside.

"Of course it's the banquet at night, can there be anything more boring." Signus rolled his eyes: "If you came to inform me, you can leave now."

"It's so indifferent." Lucius complained jokingly outside, and left in earnest.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, Signus couldn't let go of his brows.This is the first day of the Christmas holiday, and Malfoy Manor can't wait to start their best social banquet. It is not difficult to imagine that for the next period of time, purebloods from various families will visit and gather here every day , and as Black's heir, it is impossible for him to escape these headaches.

At least Malfoy Manor wouldn't only welcome Death Eaters. If this year's banquet was held at Lestrange's house, it would be a real nightmare.Signus comforted himself like this, and finally he felt better.

The evening banquet arrived as scheduled.Signus changed into the dress carefully prepared by Mrs. Black for the heir of the family, and drank two bottles of glory potion to relieve the discomfort caused by the Cruciatus Curse. When he appeared in the hall, he had completely returned to his usual appearance.

The Dark Lord hadn't planned to show up on the first night of the Christmas break to surprise the schoolchildren.Of course, a person of his status had to wait until the end to appear on the stage, capturing the hearts of all the younger Slytherins at once.Signus had already speculated about this, so he was not surprised.The saddest ones are those wizards who fanatically believe in the Dark Lord. Their desire to see the Dark Lord is stronger than seeing their own family members, especially those well-dressed witches. When they heard that the Dark Lord will not be present tonight, The look on his face was like missing the most important thing in life.

On occasions like this boring and impossible to hide from, Signus never chose to be alone, lest he be entangled by some little girl and couldn't get out because of the Slytherin's exquisite demeanor.He stayed with the heirs of a few great families, listening idly to their chatter, interjecting only a few Quidditch lines to prove that he hadn't fallen under any speechless spells tonight.

Of course, even staying with the heirs of other families can't avoid troubles, and some people do everything possible to curry favor with future rulers like them.When the heirs get together, there will only be more people who try to get together, but the number of people who dare to really get together is greatly reduced.

Even so, Signus still had to be patient and deal with the girls of several small families.These young girls who are not of high background but yearn for wealth and power always have the fantasy of taking shortcuts, thinking that they are special enough to attract Signus' interest, and they don't know how much their routines are the same. When they talk about How inexplicable is the Quidditch news from the girls' gossip magazines.

Mrs. Black looked at her eldest son from a distance, with pride in her eyes, but also a little bit of entanglement.

She loved seeing her son welcomed by the girls, but in her heart, she preferred that her future daughter-in-law would also be from the Black family.For example, Andromeda is good, they are close in blood and close in age. She and Andromeda's mother discussed the children's marriage, and the other party agreed very much, only worried about whether the children would be equally happy.

Mrs. Black is sure that Signus will not object to this marriage, and her son knows best that Signus will never oppose the family's choice in matters of marriage.But Andromeda, that girl is a bit difficult.During the few meetings, Andromeda acted very rebellious and gloomy, as if she was surrounded by enemies instead of family members.Mrs. Black doesn't like Andromeda's performance, but for the next generation of Black to still have the purest bloodline, Andromeda can only be the best option.

It's a pity that Lucius Malfoy personally chose Narcissa, and Bella made a marriage contract with the Lestrange family early.

Mrs. Black's eyes swept over the girl next to Signus again, and she couldn't help being critical.The little girl who noticed her sizing up silently put on the most elegant posture, as if Mrs. Black was choosing a daughter-in-law just by looking this way.

Signus noticed this detail and couldn't help evoking a mocking smile, suddenly feeling sad for these little girls who couldn't see the situation clearly.

Their elders desire to marry a big family even more than themselves, and the girls who grew up with this desire don't understand in their life that families like Black and Malfoy don't want to have anything to do with them.

Of course, a man like Lucius would need a lover before he could marry.

"Signus?" Someone pushed him beside him, and Signus turned his head and glanced at Puse, and said lazily, "What?"

Pussy sighed: "It's nothing. Are you bored by our topic?"

Signus shrugged, the answer was self-evident.His eyes stopped on the preschool children not far away, and Regulus was there.

"Don't always be like an old lady, Regulus will start school next year, and you don't need to keep an eye on him all the time." Someone teased.

Signus didn't listen at all, walked over to greet a few children casually, grabbed his brother by the back collar, and dragged him quickly out of the hall.

"What are you doing!" Regulus' shout echoed in the empty corridor. He struggled with a lot of strength, but Signus held his hand more firmly, making him unable to twist it no matter how hard it was. get away.

They went all the way back to Signus' room, and Regulus, who had given up struggling, hung his head and was gently thrown on the bed, then sat up helplessly and stared at Signus.

"Seldom appear with those idiots in the future." Signus folded his arms and said with a frown.

Regulus froze for a moment: "Little Lestrange?"

"Including him." Signus nodded.

"But……"

"No but!" Signus said sternly, the cold expression on his face made Regulus instantly quiet, and he seemed a little frightened.

Signus sighed, sat down next to his brother, and stroked his head: "I know you want to help."

Regulus lowered his head, and the brother who had returned to normal state let the grievance he was startled just now spread up, and he pursed his lips and refused to look at him.

"Thank you, Rael. But I hope you can change your way and stop hanging around with those brats. I remember you didn't like them before."

"I'm not doing it for your own good." Regulus whispered.He had heard the children of other families comment several times that Signus was too arrogant and only made friends with people like Malfoy and Zabini, and even Lestrange didn't like him.The tone of those people's words was full of sarcasm, which made Regulus feel unfriendly.

He didn't say what he heard, but Signus probably guessed the reason why he did so, so he rubbed his brother's hair and said, "I need your help with something."

"What?" Regulus turned his head curiously, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Wait until you get to Hogwarts."

The child frowned: "Are you perfunctory?"

Signus smiled: "Of course not. Rael, only you can help me with this matter, but before that, you have to be prepared."

It sounded quite plausible, Regulus finally cheered up and looked at his brother expectantly.

"Before school starts, you have to learn Occlumency," Signus said.

Regulus jumped up: "That's high-level magic! I'm only 10 years old!"

Signus patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "I learned Occlumency when I was your age, and you are my younger brother, so you can do it too."

"Why do you need this?"

Signus shrugged: "Sorry, I don't want to discuss it with you until you learn it."

"Okay." Regulus frowned, agreeing with an unhappy expression.

Signus smiled: "Rael, a little confident."

"I know!" The kid glared at him, then became embarrassed again, and asked uncertainly, "Do you really need my help after school starts?"

"I lied to you?"

"Of course not." Regulus replied immediately, but he still felt a little unreal in his heart. The eldest brother always looks so powerful and can do everything with ease, and he really needs his help—an 11-year-old wizard. ?

Signus rubbed his brother's head again: "Don't get too close to those brats, otherwise things will be difficult after school starts."

"But I can't ignore them, especially after you dragged me out in front of them!" Regulus said dissatisfied.

Signus laughed. "It's strange that you're so suddenly intimate with them today. Don't worry, Rael, just be yourself."