HP heard I should be a Death Eater

With the help of magic, the seemingly irreparable tool room changed drastically in a minute.The afternoon and evening Snape had planned to spend cleaning the house, and many days to come, were free.Signus unceremoniously occupied his leisure time, except for going to various properties of Black's house every day, he just slumped on Snape's old sofa, like a Muggle who has no intention of living after being unemployed.

He promised to provide Snape with potion ingredients, but he refused to send the ingredients all at once. He insisted on bringing some with him every time he appeared, which was just enough for Snape to use for the next few days, and made him unable to Indulge in it, ignoring the people around you.

"Are the Blacks going bankrupt?" Snape couldn't help sneering when he came again with a small bag of herbs.

Signus pretended not to hear his dissatisfaction, lay down on the old sofa that had been occupied by him, and closed his eyes.

"Let me sleep for a while." He muttered, his voice small.Snape looked up at him, shook his head and continued to pack the herbs.

However, today was not a good day to be lazy. There was a slight movement in the front house, which attracted Signus' attention.He turned his head and listened carefully. The woman's footsteps were hesitating at the back door, and the cheap leather shoes made a rattling sound on the ground. It was not difficult to judge how eager she was to push the door open.However, after more than ten minutes of hesitation, she was still stuck there, not taking a step forward, nor was she willing to leave just like that.

Signus slowly opened his eyes, forced himself to get off the sofa, looked up and saw the afternoon sun shining on Snape, his slightly long pure black hair naturally fell on both sides of his cheeks, his pale skin was shining brightly under the light. Soft light, very gentle.

The boy who is about to turn 12 looks very beautiful, and in a few years he may turn into a handsome young man...

Damn gentle, damn pretty!Signus shook his head, trying to get rid of the strange thoughts that came from his mind.Looking up again, Snape was unaware of his convulsions, and he was lowering his head and focusing on cleaning up the messy herbs that were brought all at once, with the slender knife in his hand reflecting cold light.

Of course, if you don't look at the knife, Snape's expression facing the potion is indeed very gentle at this time, at least he can't be this naturally relaxed when facing people.

What a rare peaceful and sunny afternoon.Signus couldn't think of any reason to interrupt Snape's focus on his favorite things at such a beautiful time, so he got up carefully and walked around most of the room to avoid his own shadow falling in front of him, Quietly walked out of the tool room.

The yard at Spinner's End was not like the middle-class Muggle communities Signus had been to before. It had little room, no well-tended lawns and shrubs, and no toys for a teenager.The back of Snape's yard was sealed off with uneven boards, so that the messy scenery of Spider's End could not be seen, and the prying of homeless people was also denied.

Signus stretched out at the door of the tool room, and soon he could smell the stench coming from the downwind, which was emitted from the garbage station a hundred meters away.He wrinkled his nose and strode towards the back door of Snape's house.The people in the room should have noticed that he was approaching, and could feel that the other party's already tense emotions were exaggerated.

Is it necessary to act like you've never seen a wizard before?Signus couldn't help feeling bored, so he opened the door and walked into the Muggle house.Today's sunshine is very good, suddenly entering a dark room from the outside, Signus narrowed his eyes reflexively, and it took him a while to get used to the simplicity of the room.

He had been to Spinner's End several times recently, but he had never thought of entering Snape's house, and he was surprised by this visit.

"It seems that I misunderstood." He sighed, and seemed to be very sincere: "Severus was not treated poorly, it was just like that in your house." And the tool room that has been tidied up by magic outside may be worse than here It's better.

Erin Prince was silent, staring at him warily.Signus didn't hear anyone responding, so he turned his head and noticed the expression on the woman's face towards the terrified Bufen.

Signus laughed: "I've been here several times, and you just now suddenly realize that you should be nervous?" He glanced at the stick in the opponent's hand: "No, you plan to use this against me?"

The two stalemate for a short time, and Irene put down the stick.Of course she knew that that thing was of no use to wizards, it was just a conditioned reflex to be wary of all wizards who found here, not to mention that this wizard was still Black.

"Are you afraid?" Signus raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered something interesting.He thought for a while, pretending to be enlightened, and shook his head regretfully: "No need, the Prince family has been forgotten, and no one in the British magic world is interested in your family."

"It's impossible!" Irene finally spoke.Considering the poor sound insulation in Spider's End Alley, she lowered her voice very low, but she couldn't suppress the determination in it.

Signus smiled: "It seems that you really don't know anything about the current British magic world. Your father has been dead for a long time. Since the Prince family has no heir..." He shrugged, and the words behind Needless to say.

"It's impossible." Irene shivered for a moment, struggling as if muttering to herself, but her face paled quickly visible to the naked eye.When she left the wizarding world, she knew that her father's body was no longer what it used to be. After experiencing the blow of the only daughter betraying the family and falling in love with Muggles, it was hard to say that she would not be completely weakened.

Irene raised her head, and saw Signus looking at her with pity, with a kind of superior contempt in her eyes.She knew why, the descendants of the pure blood family probably looked at her like this.

"You don't look that surprised."

"What are you trying to do?" Erin asked, looking away.

Signus shrugged: "It's nothing. I noticed that you paid a lot of attention there, and thought you were a little curious about the Prince's family." He pointed to the direction of the tool room as he said.

"My son is there," Eileen whispered.

"Yeah, I almost forgot." Signus smiled: "He is your son." Seeing Irene's pale face, Signus suddenly had no interest in staying here any longer, turned around walked to the door.

"I hope I haven't disturbed you these two days." He said without sincerity, and stepped out of the door.Irene opened her mouth and instinctively wanted to stop him, or in other words, wanted to stop this wizard from the magic world.However, Signus didn't pay attention to her struggle at all, and had already strode away.

In the tool room, Snape was still concentrating on potions, Signus glanced out the window, Apparated away from Spider's End, and returned to Black's old house.Regulus had finished his family lessons at the moment, and was curled up on the high-back sofa in the living room with a historical novel spread out on his lap, reading with gusto.

"I find you all lack exercise." He said casually, taking off his coat and throwing it to the house-elf.

The boy raised his head and blinked blankly: "Us?"

Signus paused with the hand that was unbuttoning his shirt, shrugged his shoulders, walked away as if nothing had happened, took a few steps up the stairs, and returned to his room.

That was just a slip of the tongue, he thought, pulling out the chair and sitting down at the desk, and then realized that he didn't have any need to sit here. There is no homework in the summer vacation after OWL, he is not a book lover, and there are no family documents waiting for him to deal with today.

What the hell...

I'm probably so sleep deprived that it's affecting my brain...

Signus moved slowly to the bed, and lay in the middle of it against the soft quilt.The mirror in his pocket was knocked out by his movements, and stuck to his waist.He fumbled and pushed the mirror back under the pillow to hide it, and he followed suit.

The calendar next to the bed has the itinerary for the last half month of the holiday. It is basically full, and it is all things he saved from being lazy before.

It might as well be interesting to watch Severus make potions, he couldn't help curling his mouth at the thought, and actually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

For the next half month, Signus still went to Spider's End every now and then, but he was in a lot of hurry, and he was never able to occupy Snape's old sofa for a long time.And the object of his visit is always indifferent to "other people's private affairs", but every time he leaves, he feels lonely, staring at the old sofa he used to sit on.It's a pity that Signus didn't have the chance to see this scene, so he never knew that Snape liked him at Spider's End, not as indifferent as he seemed.

The new semester is coming, and Signus temporarily put aside the family affairs and prepares for his younger brother what he needs for school.Mrs. Black didn't want him to "waste time" doing what house-elves could do, but Signus insisted.He still remembered how envious he was in the first grade that Lucius had parents who cared and accompanied him. Now that Regulus was going to school, there was no need for him to experience that loneliness again.

Snape was supposed to be on these trips, but Signus' invitation was declined.Snape didn't want to show off with the two young masters of the Black family at all. He had attracted enough attention at Hogwarts last year, and he wanted to be quiet in his second year.

On September 9, the Hogwarts Express departed from London Station to take the children back to school.Some people wailed that they were about to start painful study again, and some people hugged their long-lost friends.Looking at all this, Snape was in a rare good mood, and dragged the suitcase all the way to the door of Malfoy's box, where Signus was already waiting for him.

"Hi! Snape." Benjamin came and hugged him.Snape didn't push him away, and sat down next to Signus after he had had enough hugs.Regulus on the other side poked his head out and looked at him curiously.

"This is my brother, Regulus." Signus introduced them: "This is Severus Snape."

"Hello, I heard my brother talk about you." Regulus smiled a little shyly, and held out his hand to Snape.

"Did I say that?" Signus asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I've said it several times."

Snape glanced at Young Master Blake, who was pretending to have memory loss, slightly curled the corner of his mouth, and casually diverted the topic that made Signus uncomfortable, and talked about the sorting ceremony that freshmen were most interested in.However, Signus wanted to make trouble again, insisting on "respecting tradition" as an excuse, and forbidding anyone to tell the new students what the sorting ceremony was like.

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(I seem to hear everyone saying that the author may have misunderstood the word hardworking...)