[HP] Bad Impulse

Sirius ran fast, and it didn't take long to catch up with a group of people who hadn't left Potter Manor: "Regulus!"

"... Sirius." Regulus stopped calmly, and said to Fate a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, can I leave for a while, just give me a little time."

Feite waved his hand: "Go, come back early, someone will help you cover up if someone asks."

After getting permission, Sirius immediately grabbed Regulus' hand, apparated and disappeared in Potter Manor, probably going to a secret place he thought was safe.

Fett didn't waste time, and hurried out of the Potter's manor. On the one hand, he wanted to gather the Death Eaters who were still wandering outside Potter's manor, and more importantly, they wanted to confirm the new information—Dumbledore and the Dark Lord Who won the war?

The quiet Potter Manor once again ushered in the laughter of the masters, but the man who closed his eyes opened his scarlet eyes at this time, as if the sleeping curse that hit him just now was just an insignificant bug on him Bited.

"Hiss...Asleyan, Malfoy, Black...the real annihilation is just beginning now, those who betray me will eventually suffer the consequences of betraying the Dark Lord." The man raised his head, the prison in dilapidated condition There was an obscure sound from the iron gate, someone was coming.

"Little Mr. Crouch, we have time to talk about the good things you have done in the past few years." The visitor pulled out his wand and lightly pressed it on the man's shoulder. "I'll show you what I do best. It will hurt a little, so I can't help but talk obediently."

The man giggled twice: "Oh...it's really my honor."

Fett tapped the double-sided mirror.The massive offensive and defensive battle with Potter Manor is over, but the intelligence collectors have not passed back any new information about Dumbledore and the Dark Lord.

It seems that something is not good.

Lucius rubbed Feite's frown: "Is the plan not going well?"

"The plan is good, but it's not smooth when it's executed so smoothly." Feite simply threw away the annoying double-sided mirror, and she picked up the coat she had just taken off. "No, I still want to go to the place where Dumbledore intercepted the Dark Lord."

"Are you crazy? Do you dare to go to a duel between the strongest wizards? Dumbledore is a bit old, but he is the strongest white wizard after all. If he can't do it, it's useless for any of us to go." Lu Hughes pressed Fate, "Or do you also believe in the prophecy that the unborn son of the Potter family defeated the unstoppable Dark Lord? This is too ridiculous, Fate."

This is of course ridiculous - provided that in ordinary circumstances.Could this prophecy seen in Primordial Source be just a coincidence?Feite did not dare to give up this possibility easily, and the spies loyal to Asrean could not disappear silently under the current situation. Crossing out all the impossibilities, the only possibility is that Dumbledore and the spies both appeared. thing.

"I have the ability to protect myself. Lucius, you need to go back to the manor to take care of your father and mother. I have to go there myself." Feite pushed away Lucius' hand and put on his coat forcefully.

At some point outside the window, a light rain began to fall, silently hitting the glass.

Lucius helped Fate fasten the buttons of his coat in silence: "You have to retreat completely and come back unscathed."

"En." Fate turned around and Apparated. Lucius took a sip of the cold tea, frowned and looked at the gray sky for a while, got up and walked out of the room.

This is the small villa where Corianne Antie stayed in the Muggle neighborhood of London. Severus was brewing a potion for Ryan who was lying on the sofa reading a novel in the living room. When it was not critical, he got up and asked Lucius Nodded: "Mr. Malfoy."

Ryan waved his hand lazily and casually: "Hey, Lucius, have you tired Fate? I always think Fate is stronger than you, but I didn't expect the one who was brought down to be—"

"If you don't want to be kicked out of here, just shut up, Ryan Weasley." Lucius interrupted Ryan with a blue face, "Fate is out, I want to go back to Malfoy Manor. Severus Si, you and Ryan are staying here for the time being, watch out for this stupid Gryffindor, I will contact you with a double-sided mirror if there is anything."

"Yes." Severus replied curtly, "Goodbye, Mr. Malfoy."

Lucius also Apparated back to the living room of Malfoy Manor without looking back.But the two elders who used to drink afternoon tea and chat in the living room were not there. Lucius searched the entire Malfoy Manor in a panic, calling every house elf by name, but in the end it was only on his mother's dressing table. A brief letter was found.

[If you believe me, my dear son, stay away from superfluous right and wrong, and let Malfoy continue. 】

"Dad?" Lucius couldn't help shouting, "What happened, why did you leave without saying goodbye? Could it be that we really made a mistake, but what happened?!"

The stench made Regulus wrinkle his nose, but this was the place Sirius chose, he coughed twice in embarrassment, ignoring the various piles of rubbish: "Siris ..."

"This is a secret place of mine. Although it smells a little bit, it's safe." Sirius scratched his head, "It may have been a long time since it was cleaned. It didn't smell so bad before. I——I cleaned up the garbage first. Bar."

"No need for Sirius, we should terminate the contract." Regulus held back his brother, "You still have to go back to help James Potter, right? I also have a task that Fett gave me, so let's make a long story short. .”

Sirius nodded: "That's right... we all need to save time. Well, I'm sorry, Regulus, I always treat you badly, saying that you are the lackey of the Dark Lord, but I didn't expect you to be against him .I really—"

Sirius slapped himself hard, and memories that were not very vivid in the past began to roll in his mind.The silent and introverted younger brother, the younger brother who chased after the younger brother he called his elder brother, the younger brother who was insulted by Gryffindor, the younger brother who was scolded by himself but still smiled, hiding all his thoughts and shouldering the family responsibilities he should have borne younger brother……

"I'm a bastard, Regulus."

Regulus smiled and nodded: "Yes, brother, you are indeed a bastard. When you first became a Gryffindor, I listened to my mother complaining about you all day long, and I heard her say that I must go to Slytherin, I really hate you a little bit. At that time, I really wanted to go to Ravenclaw, but it’s amazing that even though I entered Slytherin, I also understand your feeling of wanting to escape to Gryffindor. But I have no brothers behind me , if you don’t go to Slytherin, your father and mother will definitely die of anger, and I don’t have the courage like you. Lost descendants who inherited the surname."

Sirius lowered his head in shame: "I'm really not as much as you think."

"I have also received your apology, and your misunderstanding of me is gone, so let's talk about it later, I really have to go back. Sirius, take care of yourself, there is no blood relative of yours in the Order of the Phoenix, I I'm afraid that someone will make things difficult for you because you are of Black's blood. Although I sincerely hope that there will be no such day, but if there is any sign, the door will be open for you at any time." Regulus hugged his brother. "Only the blood relationship cannot be erased. I will speak for you in front of my parents, brother. Only the family tree is burned, but it doesn't matter in front of the blood, does it?"

Sirius had a difficult sour feeling in his throat. He hugged his brother back and patted Regulus on the back vigorously: "Yes, brother. Regulus, you have to take care."

"Siris, take care too." Regulus smiled and waved to Sirius. Apparation is the best spell he has learned recently, and he also knows which one Fate and the others will choose. No outsider knows. the foothold.

Sirius watched his brother disappear before his eyes, and clenched his hands tightly.Although he really wants to make up for what he has done, but now is not the time to do this, he has no other choice, as long as he can end all this early...

"Apparate, Potter Manor!"

Slight dizziness prevented Sirius from recognizing the scene in front of him immediately, and he subconsciously shook his head to confirm that his apparition was correct.

There is a separate area in Potter Manor that is prepared for Apparition. It used to be an open space surrounded by lush plants and painted with exquisite magic circles, but now it is almost impossible not to look like— —The lush plants have long since withered, the dim light of the fire is burning everything that can be ignited, the ground is pitted and exposed the soil under the stone bricks, and the deep red blood stains indicate the tragic battle.

And the exposed corner of the manor has collapsed more than half, he only left for half an hour at most, what happened during this time?He didn't dare to guess whether these mutations had anything to do with Fett and the others, so he could only run desperately towards the place where the Potters lived, but he couldn't hear any movement now. If it wasn't that the battle was over, it was that the Potters had already...

Sirius' footsteps stopped abruptly, and there was a corpse with a decapitated body lying on his stomach in the garden. He turned the person over with trembling hands, and after seeing the person's face clearly, he couldn't help roaring in grief: " No—Mr. Potter! James, where are you, James, what happened!!"

Pulling out his wand to wipe away the tears rolling down his face, Sirius dragged the old Potter's body into the grass, his stern black eyes stared at the old Potter tightly: "Mr. Potter, I swear, I will let you Whoever killed you will pay dearly."

The huge explosion sound was accompanied by flying dust without warning. Sirius' expression was serious, and he didn't care about the gravel on his body, and rushed to the source of the explosion sound without hesitation.

In the dusty sky, only a vague shadow was still standing intact. The dozen or so people in the manor were affected by the explosion, and almost all of them were lying on the ground moaning.

"Regu...Les?" Sirius trembled as he looked at the face exposed from the dust, and suddenly shuddered. "No, you're not Regulus—you're the Dark Lord!"

The man who looked like Regulus blinked his bright red eyes, and said regretfully: "It seems that only one face can't fool you. I should kill you first, you little bastard of the Black family."

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