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Burt really felt that he was experiencing a wonderful change of atmosphere: Abraxas Malfoy had dragon plague and syphilis, so the Malfoy family was quite a blow.Now that Lucius Malfoy is the prefect and chief of Slytherin, he can naturally be said to be an unambiguous and powerful figure, and he can also speak in front of Voldemort.

But Abraxas, as the head of the Malfoy family, is now certain to die, so Lucius' prestige will also be affected.

But judging from today's Death Eaters' activities, Voldemort obviously hasn't given up on Abraxas.It is said to be an example to others, but it may not be because of the so-called secret recipe.

And now some people are already starting to make moves, hoping to replace Lucius and become the real authority in Slytherin.

Burt really felt a little ridiculous.It's just an academy, so what's the point of having such power?Give Voldemort a high look?It's nothing more than petty profits. It's hard to say whether those who do small tricks will be questioned afterwards.

Lucius was not someone who would collapse just because his father was ill or died.

"Sev, what are you looking at?" Burt finished reading his documents early today, washed up early and lay down on the bed.Seeing that Severus was still reading at night, he was concerned.

"Draconic syphilis," Severus answered casually.I turned another page, picked up the quill pen, ticked it a few times, and wrote something.

"Oh, Sev, you won't hear the news today, are you still interested in helping Malfoy?" Burt straightened up and put the philosophy book in his hand on the bedside table.

Severus shook his head, and said, "I saw dragon plague syphilis some time ago, and I didn't study it because I heard about it today."

"Find something?" Burt asked.As far as he knew, dragon wart syphilis was an incurable disease in the wizarding world, did Severus find anything special about it?

Severus turned his head and said, "No, it's just that my mother recorded it in her notes."

"The body's resistance decreased, acne developed, and the organs failed... I think, apart from the praise of the goddess of life, nothing can save him." Bert said the symptoms of dragon plague syphilis that he knew.

"Praise of the Goddess of Life?" Severus repeated the word strangely, he had never heard of a potion with that name.

Burt laughed out loud, and said, "The fictional potion in the very interesting knight novels, it is said that this potion can reshape the body, even if the soul goes to the arms of the god of death, it can be pulled back."

"It's precisely because you've seen so many illogical and illogical things that you don't have much time to learn more about the charm of potions." Severus couldn't stand Burt's joking attitude.To prevent death, potions certainly could.Snatching souls from the arms of the god of death is not a potion but a domain of another god.

"Of course I know the enchanting charm of potions..." Bert fell on the bed and grabbed the book on the bedside table.His gaze was still on Severus.

Severus got goosebumps from Burt's strange tone, and he had no interest in chatting, and said, "Mr. Abraxas is old and infected with dragon plague syphilis, and the time of death will be longer than the previous example. All in advance. I want to try..."

"Sev, this is muddy water..." Bert reminded.Abraxas contracted the virus for no other reason than someone deliberately wanted him to die.

Abraxas was obviously a romantic nobleman, he had countless lovers when he was young, and he was very capable personally.Moreover, he was the first to embrace Voldemort.Perhaps, Voldemort valued him so much, and he also had bonus points in this regard.

"How?" Severus also guessed that something was wrong, but he didn't think as far as Burt in this regard.

Burt thought for a while, and said, "The Malfoy family has been in the limelight recently, especially the engagement banquet hosted by Lucius Malfoy was hosted by Voldemort, and it was very popular. Needless to say, how many people are jealous, and there is no need to talk about it." Excluding it is love killing. Think of Mr. Abraxas Malfoy, who is old and passionate. It’s not good to say about feelings. As neutrals, we’d better not be contaminated with such things.”

Severus frowned as he listened to Bert, but he was too curious about the condition.Would love to go and see for myself.Some potion masters have made potions that can delay the disease, and he wants to know if it is possible to cure them completely.His current potion level is indeed not enough to research any results.However, this did not hinder his research enthusiasm.

"Dragon plague syphilis, I think the whole body must be replaced with blood, or the bone marrow may be cured." Bert said suddenly.

"Exchanging blood, exchanging bone marrow...it's not a small difficulty for the Malfoy family." Severus thought about it seriously and confirmed that it was feasible.However, whether it is a blood exchange or a bone marrow exchange, matching is required. Obviously, the Malfoy family is proud of their blood and will not agree to such a thing.

"Sev, it's time to go to bed." Burt said when he saw that the hour hand was about to go to eleven o'clock in the clock.

Severus closed the book and went to wash up.

When he came out of the bathroom, only one bedside lamp was left on.Severus went to bed naturally, curled up under the covers, moved closer to the source of warmth more naturally, and slipped into Burt's arms.

After reacting, Severus didn't understand how he got used to this sleeping habit, but now he struggled out of Bert's arms, and it was too obvious.

Severus closed his eyes and fell asleep.He has been wondering why Bert always has a lingering smell of irises, and his toiletries are still some kind of incense, and there is obviously no irises.

Thinking about it, Severus fell asleep.

Burt put his arms around Severus gently, but opened his eyes again.The black pupils shone slightly in the dark night, and Burt had trouble falling asleep thinking about Voldemort.

It was the first time he had heard him take the initiative to mention what Severus was studying.However, dragon plague syphilis, this muddy water, Severus had better not set foot in it right now.Whether it can be cured is only one aspect. The key point is not to associate too closely with people who are deeply involved in Voldemort's camp.

Moreover, the investigation of Voldemort's life experience is progressing a bit slowly. Lord Voldemort, unless it is a name chosen by oneself, who would name such a name for their child?Fly away from death, leader...

The investigation went all the way to the fact that the last blood of the Slytherins was the Gaunts, and had nothing to do with Wardmont.

There is a problem here, pure blood... maybe it won't be pure blood.That slogan became even more ridiculous.If, as it was supposed to be, Voldemort might be even more paranoid than he imagined.Danger!

The more terrifying and frequent the activities of Voldemort's Death Eaters, the greater the wave of opposition will be.He brought back the interests of the nobility, and of course the nobility would support him.However, in the current wizarding world, there are obviously more hemp wizards.If the interests of pure blood are compressed, they will rebel.

Will the majority win or will the few reap the fruits of victory?

Burt smiled playfully, closed his eyes, hugged Severus a little tighter, and fell asleep too.

……

Regulus followed Bert's instructions and arrived at the Response Room on the eighth floor.

It was the first time he had been to this kind of place, and he had never had a night tour or explored the castle.In such a magical place, Regulus really had a special exploration mentality.

"Welcome, Regulus." Bert said while sitting on the sofa, pointing to the seat next to him, signaling Regulus to sit down.

"Thank you senior." Regulus said.Instead of looking around, he obediently sat at the place Bert designated.

Burt smiled suddenly, which made Regulus a little puzzled.Burt said: "Regulus, you're too cute. There's no need for this."

"Ah?!" Regulus looked at himself incomprehensibly, at a loss.

"You sit where I tell you to sit. Whatever I tell you to do, you do. You don't need to go to this level." Bert raised his head and rested his arms on the sofa, "Regulus , showing your personality."

"I've always been..." A timid personality... Of course Burt understood what Regulus didn't say.

"You think you're a coward?" Burt wondered.

Regulus blinked, nodded, and sat more cautiously.

"You're not timid," Burt's words made Regulus confused, "You dare to like your brother, it's really not something a coward can do."

"Is this considered...?" Regulus was a little distrustful of such a theory.

"You should trust me, because I am the one who teaches you how to become strong." Burt poured a glass of milk to Regulus, "Anthony has found a target for you—Lucius Malfoy, can you tell me What do you feel about him?"

"Smart, decisive, sociable, and always sincere. When he is aggressive, his words and actions give people a sense of trust." That's why he was able to catch up with sister Nacissa.

"And you?" Bert asked.

Regulus hesitated for a moment, and said, "Timid, not smart enough, not decisive, persistent..."

"There's no need to continue," Burt interrupted Regulus' self-evaluation. "Most of them are pessimistic. You are not confident in yourself."

"Yeah." Regulus nodded.

"Do you think Sirius Black is very good?" Burt raised his eyebrows, saw Regulus nod quickly, and said again, "So how good do you think Sirius Black is, and what status can he reach in Slytherin? "

"The status of Lucius." Regulus said firmly.

Burt laughed again, and said, "You are very decisive in such a matter. You have more confidence in your brother than yourself, and you almost pin your future on your brother."

Regulus felt a little ashamed for no reason when he heard Burt's words.But the same is true of the education he received since he was a child. Sirius has the ability to make him trust.He is in poor health and not smart enough, as long as he can help his brother a little, he will feel very happy.But now, he not only can't help Sirius, but also makes Sirius tangled in pain... His selfishness makes him feel very guilty, and his acting is getting worse and worse.

"There's no need to run away," Bert said, watching Regulus keep fiddling with the milk cup in his hand, "It's also easy to understand. If you have the heart to become stronger, you're already fine."

Regulus was a little dazed, but he had already begun to believe Bert's words in his heart.

"From now on, say goodbye to your cowardly self," Bert stood up, "Let's do some simple self-confidence training first."

"Confidence training?" Regulus stared blankly at Burt.

"Yeah." Burt responded.Tell Regulus to put down the milk and come with him.