[hp] Dragon Training

The senior's face became very ugly in an instant, and even Fletta figured out the situation in front of him.

As soon as Riddle fell down, the price of the soul was paid automatically, and the flesh and blood had already fused with Regulus, and when the life in this body died, the resurrection stone sacrificed Riddle as the price, plus the fact that Sirius ran away just now Coming over, he excitedly shouted Regulus' name three times, and the call of his loved ones made his soul return instantly.

However, the resurrection stone is the most evil product of black magic after all. If the peaceful undead is forcibly returned to the body, the obsession and resentment in the soul will be infinitely magnified.

What is Regulus' grudge?

Fleta thought of Voldemort for a moment, but Voldemort was dead, no matter how he thought, his wish had already been fulfilled, but seeing Regulus resurrected at this time, Fleta felt a chilling sense of fear, more than It was even more terrifying to see Ariel drinking human blood back then.

Sirius also felt something was wrong, but seeing his younger brother smiling like that, the joy of regaining what had been lost overwhelmed all his reasoning.He put away his wand and ran over. Fleta yelled "No", but he reached out and easily took Regulus into his arms.

Sirius' eyes turned red immediately. For thousands of nights, he dreamed that he promised his mother to protect his younger brother. He recalled that he made a vow to his younger brother in the cradle. He thought he would be with him forever, but The reality is that every time he wakes up from the dream, he is the only one in the huge Black family house.

He's back, anyway, he's back.Sirius hugged his brother tightly, years of pain made him speechless at this moment.

Regulus was stunned for a moment, then he also stretched out his arms to hug his elder brother, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples affectionately: "Brother...brother...brother...brother..." He hugged him affectionately, Call him every sentence.

Everyone didn't dare to go forward when they saw this scene. They didn't know what to say when the brothers met, but the life returned from hell made everyone unable to be happy. Everyone felt that something was wrong.

Sirius couldn't feel it at all, he sobbed a bit: "We...we go home."

"Okay." Regulus' eyes without whites were like a piece of deep obsidian, "But, brother, what if you abandon me again, what should you do?"

Sirius was taken aback, and looked up at him, but was slightly frightened by those dark eyes: "...I won't."

"You will." Regulus smiled, his voice seemed to be ground by sandpaper, which caused goosebumps in everyone's ears, "You never look at me, and you don't want me, brother, I love you so much, You don't want me..."

Suddenly Sirius' pupils constricted, and the yew wand pierced his hand. He looked at the smiling Regulus in disbelief, and before he could speak, Regulus deprived him of his strength with a stun spell. All mobility.

Leil hugged him: "Let's go home, I'll lock you up at home, so you can't go anywhere, okay?"

Everyone raised their wands instantly, and Moody yelled, "Let go of Sirius!"

Regulus hugged Sirius, smiling contentedly: "I won't let you go, you want me to let go of my brother? You are really hateful."

No one saw clearly how he did it, and in just a split second, Alastor Moody was blown away by the magic power.Riddle is undoubtedly the most outstanding wizard in the world, and his body possesses magic power that no one else can match in a lifetime.The resurrected undead are like vengeful ghosts, never stingy with the use of power.

Even so, there were still people who stopped him.

Harry watched his godfather being kidnapped, and Ginny was seriously injured, and immediately lost his composure.Regardless of others blocking him, he rushed forward and pointed Regulus with his wand: "I don't care who you are, put down Padfoot?"

Regulus was obviously taken aback: "What is Padfoot?"

Harry said angrily, "That's Sirius' code name!"

Regulus looked at his brother who couldn't speak, his face was a little dull, and his dark eyes said blankly: "I don't know... Padfoot... Padfoot? Was it James Potter who gave you the name? But you are My brother..."

Sirius struggled to raise his head to look at him, only seeing his familiar profile, but without the soft feeling in his memory.

Regulus suddenly widened his eyes: "Potter..."

"James Potter!" A line of blood and tears flowed from the corner of his eyes, "I will kill him, I will kill him! I will kill him!"

He seemed unable to see his surroundings clearly, looking around like a corpse full of resentment, and finally landed directly on Harry's face. He looked at the face that was too similar to James, blood and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes and melted into two Dao Xueshen: "Who are you?"

"I'm Harry Potter! I warn you to let go of my godfather!" Harry couldn't bear it anymore, and felt that the man in front of him was a lunatic.

"Are you Sirius' godson?" Regulus murmured to himself, and then a serious smile appeared on his face, "My brother obviously only needs me as a family member, why do you need someone else?"

The moment he let go, Sirius fell to the ground uncontrollably, but when he couldn't move, Harry was caught directly, everyone was shocked, and they couldn't even see how Harry passed, but the next moment was just a meeting , Regulus pointed at Harry with a yew wand: "Avada Kedavra!"

In an instant, Sirius' blood rushed to his brain, breaking through all the spells and screaming in despair: "No!!!"

However, it was too late, Harry's green pupils dilated a little, and he lost all vitality at once, and fell to the ground in a daze.

No one expected this to happen, until Harry fell heavily to the ground, Ginny cried and screamed loudly while clutching her bleeding hand, and anyone who wanted to get close to Regulus or retrieve Harry's body, All separated by a magical barrier, they cast spells of light on the transparent barrier in vain, desperate and angry to avenge Harry.

But it didn't work.

Regulus stomped on Harry's face expressionlessly, trampling him into the dirt.He felt extremely comfortable after killing someone, and the hatred that had accumulated in his heart seemed to be slightly relieved.

Sirius collapsed, he knelt on the ground with his head in his arms, growling and moaning from his throat.Just now, he saw his godson, whom he regarded as the most important treasure, killed by his brother who felt guilty and loved the most.

With a contented smile on his face, Regulus raised his feet and walked around Harry's body.

"By the way! I remembered something." Looking at the crying Sirius, Regulus said happily.

"When I was young, I was physically weak and couldn't play anywhere at home. I just sat upstairs and lay on the window watching my brothers and sisters play house on the grass. I was so envious. Then my brother came upstairs."

"My brother ran upstairs that day, saw me sitting barefoot by the window, brought a bag full of Honeydukes, and fed me one. He patted me and said, you should go to bed!"

Regulus said loudly: "At that time, I took too much medicine and my mouth was bitter, but the sweetness of the fudge was really sweet in my heart. I just thought, how can there be such a good brother in the world... ...It turned out that it was just my brother who didn't like to eat fudge..."

"Ah, what my brother doesn't like, I can accept everything for you... There is no need for anyone else, my brother is only me." Regulus sighed and said: "...Brother's relatives and... Narcissa ... Bella ... Draco ... Draco ..."

There was a little brilliance in his dark eyes, looking at the people who wanted to break in, and found the person he was looking for behind a silver dragon.He was happy: "Draco... come here, let uncle take a good look at you..."

Fletta was shocked immediately, he didn't expect Regulus to be so angry, watching him walk leisurely step by step, staring at the senior, the blood in his whole body was cold and his heart stretched into a straight line, he Protecting the senior behind his back tightly, he uttered an angry dragon roar at Regulus.Even if he dies, he can't hand over the senior to him!

However, Draco heard him call himself, and there was no wave on his ice-cold face.He slowly came out from behind Fletta, raised his hand to cover his whole body, watched Regulus walk in, and stepped forward calmly: "Uncle, it's been a long time, it's really great that you can still recognize me .”

Not long after Regulus was resurrected, he found Draco only by the guidance of the blood in his body. His memory was still unclear. When he said it so suddenly, he paused when he was about to directly direct Avada's hand.Regulus's face was stiff, and he looked very strange, but Riddle's body was myopic anyway, he squinted with some difficulty and blankly, and it took a long time to see Draco's appearance clearly.

"You... are very similar to Narcissa..." Regulus said slowly.

The senior lowered his voice, waved his hands to stop those who were trying to continue attacking the barrier, and negotiated with him very gently: "Yes, my mother misses you very much, she said you are his best brother."

"The best younger brother...is the elder brother...the elder brother is the best..." Regulus tilted his head a little bit, and said in an unnatural voice, as if he would kill him directly if he dared to veto it .

Yet Draco said neither yes nor no.There was a smile on his handsome face like a sculpture, as if the spring had melted into snow: "Do you remember what was in the Gringotts vault you gave me, uncle?"

In fact, I don’t remember it. The soul who died for 17 years returned to life, and there are too many things missing.After Regulus was asked, some confusion appeared on his face. His pale and cold body stopped stiffly, as if he was really thinking about the question. He thought for a while: "A book?"

Draco nodded, but said, "There are still letters."

"A letter?" Regulus wondered.

"Yes, I wrote one every month and sent it from the Slytherin cellar to the Gryffindor tower. I wrote it for seven years, but no one accepted it, so I had to send it back." Draco compared a small box size, "in a black velvet box, carefully locked."

The expression on Regulus' face froze.

"Every letter is just writing about ordinary things, but at the end of each letter is asking the recipient to go home. After writing a full 84 letters," Draco said in a flat voice, "finally despair."

Regulus finally recalled this missing memory. His face was a little hideous, and he made a gurgling sound from his throat. At that moment, his resentment was almost at its peak. He raised his yew wood wand and pointed it at Germany. Laco, trying to make him shut up the mouth that kept talking.

However, in the next instant, a silver sword blade passed through his chest.

Regulus immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, he froze for a moment and didn't dare to turn his head, for fear that he would see Sirius' face.Fortunately, there was a weeping female voice from behind. Ginny's right hand was injured and she was holding a sword in her left hand. With tears all over her face, she stabbed the sword into his back.

For some reason, Regulus felt relieved in his cold heart.Draco used words to attract his attention, thinking that it would be his own brother who stabbed him with the sword.

Draco looked at him with sad eyes: "You are wrong."

Regulus looked down at the edge of Gryffindor's sword and nodded: "That's right... I was wrong at the beginning..."

"No...you have always written the address of the letter wrong..." Draco said, "The letter you wrote was thrown by the owl on a high tower, and then picked up by the elf. Will pile up in thick piles of dust, Gryffindor has never been a person who likes to read, and expired letters can only be sent back by elves."

"You want him to come home, you should leave the letter in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady at the entrance, and you should stand at the entrance of the Gryffindor tower so Sirius doesn't never know you're waiting for him."

"You love him so much, you silently did everything for him, but you are so cowardly, you dare not say it until you die." Draco said softly.

Regulus listened quietly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and finally fell backward uncontrollably, like a broken kite.

When his brother came to catch him, his face was blurred with tears.