HP heard I should be a Death Eater

Black dust surrounded Signus, and people outside could only see a vague figure and hear the hair-raising screams from the soul.The voice was so penetrating that Sirius couldn't help turning pale, and he could barely stand still by leaning on Potter.He looked at Snape, but found that other than staring straight at the dust, the other party was very calm.

Is this guy really confident, or is he too cold-blooded?Sirius sneered to himself, indignant at his calm attitude.

Snape didn't know how the Gryffindors around him were planning him in his mind, he noticed that the dust surrounding Signus was gathering at a slow speed, slowly returning to Signus's body inside.Maybe this is a good sign, maybe after they all go back, Signus can wake up.

Snape didn't dare to look away, his eyes were sore, and finally waited until Signus' figure became clear again.Those eyes that had been closed all the time suddenly opened, and the dark pupils were covered with blood red. Everyone was taken aback by this change. Dumbledore even pointed his wand at Signus. Snape's face changed, and the first The first reaction was to stand in front of Signus.The next moment, Signus' body trembled violently, turning into a huge demon hunting dog.

The fluctuation of magic made everyone stunned, and Sirius was the first to shout excitedly: "This is Animagus! Merlin! Did you see it!"

"See." Potter murmured, "Damn it, this guy's Animagus is actually pretty cool."

"Can you find the point!" Sirius was so mad that he wanted to share his mood with Snape.However, Snape didn't look relaxed at this time, the frowning made Sirius feel as if he had been poured cold water on him, and he was forced to calm down.

Signus is recovering, but the return of magic power is obviously not a simple matter.The giant dog scratched the ground with its sharp claws, digging a deep pit directly with its great strength, and the stones under the soil were broken into pieces by him and splashed around.He looked pained and mad, with a threatening growl from his throat, red eyes flickering, and long white hair that glowed blue at night.Then, another sharper and piercing scream came out of his body, a terrifying face struggled, sometimes rushed out, and sometimes was pulled back.Sirius didn't know who it was, but Snape recognized the familiar face as soon as he saw it. It was Tom Riddle. Even though he looked much younger as a Horcrux, his eyes were still dark.

The two strands of consciousness are tearing at each other. No one knows what the real duel in Signus is like. Just seeing one or two from the outside is cruel enough.I don't know how long it took, the red in the giant dog's eyes was no longer so obvious, he shook his head, bared his fangs fiercely, the threatening whining of the dog and the scream of the soul mixed together.

The scream belonged to Tom Riddle, and the situation seemed to be moving in a better direction. Snape heaved a sigh of relief, and looked up to see the solemn expression of the old headmaster.

"Signus will be fine, won't he?" he asked, frowning again, wondering what else Dumbledore was worried about.

"Of course he will be fine." Dumbledore sighed: "As I guessed, this Horcrux knows how to restore his magic power, although the method is a bit unexpected."

Snape raised an eyebrow: "What?"

"You have also seen that Mr. Black is devouring that horcrux. I think the horcrux must have told him that the soul can be used as nourishment for mana recovery. Generally speaking, the power of a horcrux is much weaker than a whole fresh soul, but this After all, the Horcrux belongs to Tom Riddle, and the dark power contained in it is enough for Mr. Black."

"Very good." Snape controlled his excitement, and said as calmly as possible: "If this Horcrux can really help him recover, it will be of some use."

If all goes well, even if Signus cannot return to the genius he once was, he can become an ordinary wizard, and his recovery will also affect the Black family and even the entire Slytherin.Dumbledore looked at the snarling giant dog with complicated eyes.He hadn't expected this day to come so soon when he had exonerated Signus.

When the morning light first appeared, the redness in the demon hound's eyes finally completely dissipated.He looked very tired, panting and lying on the ground, not planning to turn back into a human form just yet.Sirius watched anxiously. After waiting for a long time, there was still a big dog in front of him, which made him anxious.

Signus wouldn't regain his mana and turn into a magical creature, would he?

"The physique of the Demon Hound is better for his current condition." Seeing that he was about to faint, Dumbledore had to explain.

"Oh, yes, of course, that's it." Sirius heaved a sigh of relief and finally smiled.Snape didn't even bother to pay attention to what he was doing stupidly, and walked past him, towards the just calmed witchhound.

Signus was back to his senses, chin resting on his paws, looking up at Snape, his pupils reflecting him, rubbing his big head against him as he approached.

"I need a leave of absence," Snape said.

Dumbledore smiled understandingly, and Sirius quickly raised his hand: "And me, I want to ask for leave too."

Potter and Lupine looked over in confusion, and Dumbledore was also taken aback: "I think you should go to class."

Sirius: "But I want to stay and help."

"Please don't get involved." Snape rolled his eyes and said very bluntly: "Siegel just needs to rest, there is nothing to help here."

Sirius glared at him: "Then why are you able to stay here?"

"Because I'm different from you." Seeing that Sirius was still unclear, Snape clicked impatiently: "Do you understand the difference between a boyfriend and a brother?"

Sirius didn't understand, but maybe it was Snape's use of the word brother, and his resentment was suddenly dispelled.Dumbledore saw that he was no longer clamoring to stay, and took a few Gryffindor fourth graders back to the castle.

There were only Snape and Signus left by the Black Lake, and one of them still looked like a demon hound.Snape had been standing all night, unwilling to show a little fatigue in front of the Gryffindors, and when they left, he immediately leaned on Signus' huge body to relax his stiff legs.

"You can still rest like this for a while, but you have to change back before someone comes out." He slowly reminded: "Dumbledore didn't say it just now, but we all know that if someone sees you like this, you must To be captured in Animagus form. I don't remember you intending to make this public."

The demon hound whined twice, indicating that it heard it.

They stayed on the grass for a while, until the sun was bright, it was breakfast time at Hogwarts, and the flying professor was coming with a lot of brooms to prepare for class.Signus stood up and shook his hair, returning to his youthful appearance.

"The corner of your mouth is broken." Snape touched his wound lightly.

A little tingling, Signus frowned slightly: "That guy's shot is really dark." He looked at his hands as he said, and tried to use healing magic.The wound on the corner of the mouth is still there.

Seeing him stunned, Snape handed him his wand: "Try again."

Signus hesitated for a moment. In the past, he was used to wandless magic in the face of this little injury, and later he was forced to accept being a squib. Now he pulled out the spell that he was not very proficient in from the depths of his memory, and uttered the standard, This time the wound on the corner of the mouth finally healed little by little.

Snape took his wand with a smile, and walked towards the castle side by side with Signus: "It's nothing, I'm lucky to be able to recover my magic power so quickly, and things can take my time."

"You're right." Signus was silent for a while before laughing.

Snape: "What's next? Are you going to take over the Black family?"

Thinking of Regulus's way of being annoyed by family affairs, Signus's smile widened a bit: "I want to do something that has been planned for a long time."

Snape: "What?"

Some little wizards have already rushed out of the castle, rushing towards the bright winter sun, Signus looked at them with a blank expression: "Of course it is to form a Quidditch team of the Black family, next season will not be able to keep up Now, next season might see the Blake crest floating around the league."

Snape smiled: "Very good, the premise is that you have to convince Rael."

Signus was puzzled: "Could he stop me?"

Snape: "You have regained your magic powers, but you still don't intend to help him, and you want to play Quidditch. Do you think he will be willing to open the family vault for you under these circumstances?"

"It's a little troublesome." Signus said helplessly. It seemed that he was destined to be unable to escape the family's troubles. In order for Regulus to pay for his team, he had to put on a show no matter what.

When they reached the gate of the castle, Signus finally attracted the attention of the little wizards. Many people looked at him in surprise and felt a faint magical power from him.That kind of power is not comparable to the former black magic genius, but it is magic after all.

"Blake, you, your..."

"My magic is back." Signus waved his hand, giving the answer before the kid smoothed his tongue that was knotted from overwhelmed surprise.

Along the way, many people stopped to look at him. Signus usually didn't like to receive too much attention, but today he accepted it well, and even enjoyed the gazes of these people.

His ears were as sharp as ever, and he could hear the young wizards furtively speculating whether he would continue to teach Muggle Studies.When the one-time heir to Black regains his mojo, who knows if he'll be willing to stay for this underappreciated class.

"I forgot about it." Signus laughed: "Until Dumbledore finds a suitable successor, I have to be a good professor of these children."

Ferzi happened to be walking down the corridor as he spoke to Snape.Squibs couldn't tell the difference between magic and non-magic, but the students' chatter was in their ears, and it didn't take long to know that Signus had regained his magic.

The proud son of heaven is still dazzling, and the days when he became a squib just like him seems like a dream that flies by.Ferzi watched Signus pass by him complicatedly.A lot of Slytherins had already come to the front of the corridor, and they rushed over as soon as they heard the news.Some of these people remained good friends after he became a Squib, and some of them alienated during that time, but they all gathered around him now, hugging him intimately.

The author has something to say:

Originally, I wanted to wait until the end to write a side story. After a few decades, everyone will retire, and then restore the magic power to Sig.

But every time there is an update, there is a baby looking forward to his recovery, and the little boy who sets off is more and more like his mother...