Adventures of the Prince of HP

Alan knocked on the door of No. 12 Grimmauld Place with a perfect smile, and the door was quickly opened. Unexpectedly, it was Mrs. Weasley. Alan paused, "Madam, why are you here?" ?”

Mrs. Weasley's face was a little pale, and she was going to pat him on the shoulder enthusiastically. Remembering the rule that members of the royal family should not touch at will, she put her hand down again and welcomed him in.

Alan followed her upstairs and saw a lot of people, including Moody, Lupine, Sirius... and a lot of people he didn't know. He nodded to Sirius and motioned for him to come out and talk .

The two of them walked to the corner of the stairs, and Alan took out the note that Regulus put in the locket, (of course he erased the word Horcrux, it looked as if it was wet by water and could not see clearly ), handed to Sirius, "I think, you need to see this."

Sirius took it in a strange way. He scanned the content on the paper at a glance, his pupils widened instantly, and he read it over and over again in disbelief, his hands trembled, his chest heaved violently, and after a while, he howled and cried bitterly, "Ah-ah-"

Everyone in the room ran out, and Lupine rushed out to hug Sirius tightly. The children upstairs also ran down in shock when they heard the sound, watching the scene helplessly.

Mrs. Weasley looked at Alan, who gave her a reassuring smile, and she had to hold back the question for now.

Sirius was paralyzed on the ground, the veins in his hands holding the stairs were exposed, his blood rushed to his cheeks, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he howled in pain. He was hugged tightly by Lupin. After an unknown amount of time, he finally Can say a few words, "Regulus... woo... my brother, my good brother... Alan, where is he? I... I want to take him home... home..."

Allen looked down at Sirius on the ground, a little unbearable, "I don't know the exact address, I'm still investigating, I just saw this locket from a dark wizard," he took out the locket from his coat pocket Fake locket, "Because it was a relic of Salazar's ancestors, I bought it at a high price. I didn't expect to open it and found that it was a fake. I remember seeing this abbreviation when I borrowed books in the old house. I remembered It's your brother... I heard that you have been ashamed of Regulus for joining Voldemort, but in fact he is smart and brave, he knows what he has to stick to, and he paid the price with his life for it."

Sirius leaned on the railing, piercing his heart, "I've always misunderstood him...it's my fault..."

Allen lowered his eyes and glanced at Kreacher inadvertently, "I don't know, Mr. Regulus put the real locket there, after all, it is a relic of my ancestors... If possible, I can use Would you like to exchange this Regulus box? Of course, I can make up for the gift, and I can also try my best to help you find Regulus' body and bring him back."

Sirius' eyes lit up all of a sudden, he got up from the ground, broke away from Lupin's arms, rushed over to hold Alan's hand, his eyes were full of expectations and prayers, "Please! Please! !"

Kreacher suddenly said, "Little Master Regulus's body?" Everyone looked at it, only to find that this old elf who always speaks badly to people has tears in his eyes, and it shows a very wild expectation. Allen took two steps here, "Honorable guest, noble descendant of Slytherin, can you really bring little master Regulus home?" Before he could reply, he covered his face sadly Cried, "Oh, little Master Regulus is definitely the nicest guy in the world - of course, you too, he was always kind to Kreacher, and his last order was to let Kreacher go home!"

Allen nodded, seeming to empathize very much, "I understand, the moment I saw this note, I knew he must be a smart, tough and brave good man."

Kreacher cried again. It wiped away its tears, disappeared in place, and returned here again, with an extra locket in its hand. It handed it to Alan, "This is what the little master left, He wanted Kreacher to destroy this thing, but Kreacher didn't work..." It cried again.

Allen took it and said gratefully, "Kreacher, don't be sad, no matter what Regulus wants to destroy, I will help him achieve his wish."

Kreacher looked at Alan very moved, and it was a little embarrassed, "Oh, distinguished guest, Kreacher has another unkind request." Seeing Alan nodding, it said, "Can you put the little master's pendant Box for Kreacher? Kreacher wants to keep it in mind."

Allen looked at Sirius, saw him nodding, put the fake locket on Kreacher's neck, and said softly, "Regulus has always been by our side, and he will be in the locket and in the future." Anywhere is watching us."

Soon, Sirius popularized the life of Regulus to everyone, and everyone was a little bit embarrassed and silent. Sirius invited Allen to have a meal together, but he declined. He glanced around and saw that the Weasleys were all here. Only Mr. Weasley was missing, and he couldn't help saying, "Where's Mr. Weasley? Is he still working overtime at Christmas?"

There was silence in the room, and Allen couldn't help but smile, "What's wrong?"

Mrs. Weasley told him that Mr. Weasley was attacked by a big snake when he was on duty in the Department of Mysteries. Fortunately, Harry knew it in time from his dream and ran to Dumbledore to save him in time. Mungo Hospital, barely discharged on Christmas Day.

Allen's body froze. He knew that the snake was Nagini. He knew that Voldemort had been very relaxed recently, but before Christmas, he didn't know anything. Apologize, but fortunately, everyone simply thought that he was apologizing for not being helpful, and comforted him one after another.

Allen barely smiled, took his leave and left.

Back at the manor, he handed the locket to Voldemort, looking at the beautiful face in front of him with some unaccustomed.

Voldemort smiled, he hugged Allen's waist domineeringly and kissed Allen, and praised, "You are indeed the brother of the Dark Lord."

Allen grabbed the hem of his shirt with some unease, and whispered, "Brother...can you let the Death Eaters try not to kill people when they are performing their missions?"

Voldemort paused, his dark red eyes were extremely deep, and his voice was dangerous, "Alan, you want too much."

Before Allen could react, he was pressed on the table by Voldemort. Those hands tore off his clothes, leaving traces of violence on the soft skin. Allen's lips were kissed violently, bloody. The breath spread again, pain and suffocation came at the same time, the cry of pain remained in his throat, he tried to resist, but it was in vain.

Do you want to use magic?

He frowned in pain, no way... that means a break... no matter how hard he endured...

Voldemort finally let him go, licked the blood off his lips, buried his head in his neck and took a deep breath, and suddenly bit the side of his neck, Allen turned his head in pain, unable to make a sound, I heard the man say, "Be good, what does the life of a pure-blood wizard have to do with you? Huh?"

"...it doesn't matter." He heard himself answer softly.

"Good boy." Voldemort got up and held him down. His dark red eyes looked at his ragged, bruised body, as well as his bleeding lips and side neck, in a good mood. "Don't disobey the Dark Lord because of those bedbugs." , the Dark Lord has always been magnanimous, so this time he doesn't have to haggle with you."

Allen tilted his head and closed his eyes, clenched his hands tightly. He is the crown prince, how could he allow others to insult and humiliate him like this...

The devil took him back to the bedroom, picked out a suit of clothes for him to change into, but didn't say a word about repairing the wound and removing the traces, as if to make Allen remember it as a punishment.Allen was silent for a while, and finally changed into a set of wizard robes that did not belong to him at all.

He seems to have lost his bet...