Crossing into Regulus

When Regulus found another chance to return to the real world, it was obvious that the world had been turned upside down.

There was peace everywhere.

Regulus didn't quite understand the development process. Voldemort was resurrected. Why is the world still so peaceful?

The information lag is too serious.

After intercepting the newspapers for several days without finding any relevant articles, Regulus decided to go to Harry and, no matter what, stay with Harry and keep Harry safe.

There is no Harry on Privet Drive.

Regulus stood outside his house in a daze, next to the Dursley family of three, and there was no sign of Harry.

After confirming that Harry was still alive, Regulus heaved a sigh of relief.

Harry went to the Burrow?

Regulus opened the door and went inside the house, from the fireplace to the Burrow.

There was no one in the Burrow either.

The saucepan in the kitchen was also missing.

Going to... picnic?

Regulus stared at the empty kitchen.

After spending an afternoon basking in the sun in the muddy pond-like garden outside the Burrow, Regulus dreamed that there might be a place for Weasley and Harry.

And in line with the current situation.

However, that conjecture is too aggrieved.

The reality is often so aggrieved.

Just when Regulus was covering his eyes and thinking wildly, a voice greeted him, "Oh, Regulus, you finally appeared."

Regulus put down his hands and squinted his eyes at Mr. Dumbledore who appeared in the garden.

Dumbledore sat down beside Regulus, he chose to sit on a chair so that he was a bit taller than Regulus who was sitting on the ground, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"What's the matter, Mr. Principal."

"Of course, I have to apologize for my previous mistakes." Dumbledore turned his head and stared at Regulus, "You are not Regulus, are you?"

Regulus tilted his head upwards, looked back at Dumbledore, and it was a moment before he said, "Yes."

Dumbledore nodded as if realizing something, "Well, thank you for your sincerity, so the next thing, are you really protecting Harry?"

Regulus looked at the headmaster, and after looking at him for a while, he suddenly smiled, "You are really brave-oh, no, that's not how to describe it, but I can't find the right word-yes, I sincerely Protect Harry, don't worry, my wishes are with yours."

Dumbledore looked at Regulus carefully, he was no longer the usual kind, the blue light in his eyes was clear and bright, almost sharp, "I didn't want to ask about your origin, but please forgive an old man I just can't help myself wanting to know this, sorry."

"Don't be sorry, I'd love to tell you, but Hermione asked me to sign a confidentiality letter, so I can't tell." Regulus said with a smile, "She's the smartest kid in the whole school, isn't she? "

Dumbledore nodded in agreement, "That's a pity."

Regulus agreed, "Yes."

"So, may I ask you, how much can you do for Harry?"

"It's hard to say," Regulus thought for a while, "I made some mistakes not long ago and I have been inconvenient lately, but this inconvenience is compared to other things, I think, make sure Harry doesn't It should be okay to get hurt."

"I am grateful for your help, and the wizarding world will be grateful to you," said Dumbledore.

Regulus smiled and waved his hands, "Mr. Principal, you should call me Regulus. Although I said that I am not, my goal over the years is to become a real person. Can you encourage me? ?”

Dumbledore opened his eyes slightly, but he only saw Regulus' expectant face, so he paused for a moment and said, "Okay, Regulus."

After finishing speaking, Dumbledore still stayed in the chair and did not leave.Regulus looked at him and smiled, "Mr. Principal, don't bother to trust me, and I don't want to be trusted. You must know that trust is mutual. It's too tiring. I just want to protect Harry, and I don't have any further ideas. "

"You just said that if you want to strive to become a real person, trusting others will be an essential step, Regulus, you have to accept this." Dumbledore said gently.

"That's hard." Regulus whispered.

Dumbledore looked tolerantly at the muttering teenager, "Oh, I have one more thing to do. Both Harry and the Weasley family have been transferred to the Order of the Phoenix. You know, 12 Grimmauld Place."

Regulus sighed.

Dumbledore put his hand on Regulus's head and stroked, "It's really too difficult to ask for trust from the beginning, but we can start with a peaceful contact, can't we?"

"You are always right." Regulus said listlessly.

Dumbledore shook his head, "I just accept reality very quickly."

After dawdling until the next morning, Regulus went to the previous jewelry store to earn some daily wages, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, hesitated for a while, and finally came to Grimmauld Square 12th.

The old house ignored the secrecy spell, and tremblingly appeared from the void to welcome the young master.

Regulus took a deep breath and stepped up the doorstep.

If he remembered correctly, this place was given to the Order of the Phoenix by Sirius as a stronghold.

Judging by the apparent self-delusion and cover-up of the horrific fact, Dumbledore must have, oh no, Mr. Headmaster had planned to call him a liaison officer long before it happened, so now, almost It is certain that behind this door is the fully revived Order of the Phoenix.

Uh, then, I always feel that if I open the door rashly, I will be ambushed.

Naturally, someone inside helped Regulus break the deadlock.

A screaming elf opened the door and fell in front of Regulus, crying.

The sound was so harsh and abrupt that Regulus quickly slid into the door and closed it.

"... Regulus?"

Several people in the hall looked back at Regulus who suddenly entered, and someone called out hesitantly.

Regulus didn't know what to say, and smiled with his mouth flattened.

"Regulus? Hey! You're here." A member of the Order of the Phoenix who had met during the liaison officer came over with a smile and patted Regulus on the shoulder.

"Hmm." Regulus blinked, it seemed that this was the Order of the Phoenix, but he didn't know if Weasley and Harry were there.

Before the members of the Order of the Phoenix had too much time to greet each other, the house elf on the floor burst into tears and almost rushed over and hugged Regulus' ankle, "Oh, master, Master Regulus, you finally You're back...Kreacher has been waiting for you, you're back..."

Regulus looked at the house-elf crawling at his feet in bewilderment.

This Kreacher was the ugliest house-elf that Regulus had ever seen. Even by house-elf standards, it was too old, too ugly, and too neurotic.

Regulus wondered if he had misremembered some related content. While staring blankly at the cave-like hall where he was now staying, he tried hard to read the memory of the old master.

On the wall over there, large groups of gray-black shadows covered with cobwebs seem to be fluffed up, which is probably the noble and elegant Black family emblem in memory, although there is no similarity in shape, color or even smell. , but at least the position is still the same.

As for the bare floor with indistinguishable colors under his feet, Regulus felt that there should be a carpet covering it.He looked around and saw a corner of a suspected carpet dragged on the ground at the corner under the porch. It had been soaked or waxed too much, and it didn't have the meaning of fur. It looked like a piece of hard dragon skin.

There is no need to search for others.

Obviously this family has completely collapsed after experiencing the departure of the two young masters.

Without giving Regulus much time, the Order of the Phoenix, which had been quiet for a short while, fell into the noise again.It was unclear whether it was the vixen on the third floor or which floor, the screams that frightened Hermione, or someone bumped into the thigh of the conspicuous troll, and an old woman behind the tapestry screamed and insulted loudly caused by repeated words.Of course, maybe the elf's constant howling and twitching woke up the unknown creature in the cabinet, and now the cabinet is shaking violently.

Regulus let out a headache, the Order of the Phoenix really had the perseverance to choose to work here, why didn't they clean it up first.

"Hey, Regulus, you're here, don't be dazed, I said young master, can you order Kreacher to be quiet? We are really tired of it." An Auror, a member of the Order of the Phoenix who had contacted before, hooked up from the stairs. He lowered his head and yelled at Regulus, "It doesn't listen to Sirius, it always obeys what Sirius wants."

"Ah, oh, okay." Regulus looked at Kreacher who was squatting on the ground looking at him hopefully, and he didn't know how to speak.

His embarrassment was evident, because Kreacher stopped his convulsions and bowed to him, "Master, Kreacher is sorry for embarrassing Master, Kreacher is not a good elf, Kreacher should punish himself. After finishing speaking, the elf rushed towards the wall, looking like he wanted to knock himself to death.Regulus quickly summoned a rope to tie it.

Oh, it was a rotten piece of cloth.

Kreacher was rolling on the ground crying, screaming short sentences like punishment for himself, and Regulus sighed and said, "Kreacher, be quiet."

The house-elf immediately quieted down, eagerly waiting for the little master's next instruction.

Regulus rubbed his nose and said, "Well, Kreacher, could you clean up this house, uh, it looks a little, um, different from what I remember."

"Yes, Kreacher will do it now, Kreacher is lazy, Kreacher did it on purpose, Kreacher made trouble for them, oh, Kreacher made things difficult for the young master again, Kreacher wants to punish himself..."

Regulus hastily added, "Don't punish yourself, in any way."

Kreacher looked at Regulus with tears in his eyes, and said slowly, "Oh, yes, Kreacher obeyed the master's orders." Then he hopped into the kitchen.

Regulus was stunned for a long time before he remembered to untie the cloth strips on Kreacher who didn't know where he was.

"It really only listens to you."

Regulus looked up to find the source of the sound, and saw a handsome and unruly man with long hair standing on the stairs.

It's Sirius.

Regulus didn't feel embarrassed at all at the moment, he was so tormented by Kreacher that he couldn't think of anything else, so the two brothers reunited here and now in a smooth and ordinary way.

"Uh, right..." Regulus scratched his head, not knowing what to say, Sirius didn't leave, so did he want to talk?

But after a while Sirius suddenly turned around and went upstairs again.

Regulus looked at the empty stairs, and suddenly laughed, his brother walked in the wrong direction.

But whatever, he had to go to Harry first.

Harry was tidying up their room with Ron Hermione, who had also just arrived.

When Regulus looked around and appeared at the door, the three of them were stunned.

Harry suddenly dropped what was in his hands and rushed over to hug Regulus.

The remaining three people froze again.

Regulus raised his hand, not knowing what to do, "Uh..."

"Rael, where have you been?" Harry asked softly, resting his head on Regulus' chest.

Regulus shuddered, he felt that his little cutie seemed to have changed, "Uh, there's something wrong."

"Really?" Harry didn't ask, he let go of Regulus, his expression was as natural as if he just had a hug and didn't ask any questions.

Regulus and the trio sat down on the bed.

"I apologize first," Regulus raised his hand and said, "I was rejected by the laws of nature before, that's why I haven't shown up, and I finally came back recently. I said that I went on a mission for a fake, and you are very worried Bar."

Harry grasped the point sharply, "It was the night Voldemort was resurrected, wasn't it?"

Regulus coughed, his cutie has really changed, before, Harry wouldn't be so direct about what others wanted to blur the past, "Uh, yes, I used a long-range magic Curse, this is beyond my ability, so I was discovered by the law of nature."

Hermione grabbed Regulus' hand to check, "Are you alive or dead now?"

Regulus smiled, "Half dead."

Ron gasped, received a glare from Harry and Hermione, and then said quickly, "Uh, seriously, Rael, how are you doing?"

"It's nothing, in fact, it's really nothing, it's just that I have to start all over again. I was almost within the rules before, and it's a pity to say it." Regulus shrugged.

"So you have a way to resurrect?" Hermione asked.

Regulus glanced at Harry to see if the word resurrection had irritated him, but the little cutie looked calm now and didn't react at all.Regulus had no choice but to say, "It can't be called resurrection, it should be within the law, because death is also within the scope of natural law, and I am completely excluded, I am still alive outside the law, just want to It's not that easy to come in."

Ron said he didn't understand, "What do you mean? I think you're doing well now, you can see and feel it, if it's too difficult to get in, don't get in."

Regulus nodded with a smile.

Hermione gave him a blank look.