Dementors of the Blakes

It didn't take long to feel angry in my heart, probably due to weakness or exhaustion, I couldn't fully open my eyes, and fell into the darkness again.

When he woke up again, he had no idea what time it was outside.

I felt dizzy, subconsciously moved my hands, and then froze instantly.

I... heard the sound of iron chains colliding, felt the restraint on my hands and feet, looked down, and sure enough... I was chained and imprisoned in a corner.

It was dark all around, it didn't look like it was in the White's villa, but if you think about it carefully, it might be a place like the basement, a bit cold, silent and empty.

This picture, this feeling... seems familiar.

However, now is not the time for me to reminisce. As a wizard, if you are trapped by this thing, it will make people laugh out loud. This is not the time in Azkaban.

Wait, Azkaban...

My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly shook my head, concentrating on trying to use wandless magic, but found that I couldn't mobilize the magic power in my body at all. These chains are not ordinary.

There are vaguely dark lines on it, which are clearly the product of alchemy, specially used to trap wizards.

This time...it's troublesome.

I gritted my teeth and worked hard alone for a long time, but found it was futile. I could only accept the fact that I was caught, and I had to calm down, thinking about my current situation and Mr. White's purpose.

However, before I had any guesses, there was a slight sound from a corner in the darkness, and I realized that there was another person lurking in this room, silently, as if it didn't exist at all.

And this person came out slowly, wearing a black robe, black leather gloves and a white mask. Although there was no bandage, I still couldn't see his true face.

However, his appearance really gave me the illusion of traveling back to more than ten years ago in an instant.

He has no heartbeat, all kinds of weirdness, not like a human being.

It was like the... that... "he" at that time.

And that "he" is really inner, I actually already have an answer in my heart, it should be...

"Regulus." I couldn't help but say what I was thinking, but in the next second, I was also stunned.

Because, I thought of Mr. White's name.

Rey, Regulus... Black, White...

I finally know who he is.

This is incredible!However, I can't think of a reason to refute it.

In fact, many years ago, after those dementors left Hogwarts, I tried to find him, because I already guessed who the dementor was.

But at that time, I was not cleared of my crimes. Even if I were cleared, it would be difficult for a human being to find the one he was looking for freely among a group of dementors. Gone forever.

So I didn't get the news at all, and then the dementors took refuge in Voldemort, and I gradually forgot about it.

The more important reason was that Regulus' name, on the genealogy, hadn't resurfaced at all.

This reminds me all the time that he is dead.

And I... Maybe I had some wrong hallucinations and absurd guesses, so I thought he was still alive.

What's more, Regulus... has never been such a character that makes people itch. In my memory, he is a puppet in the hands of a family, a timid and cowardly younger brother.

So, I gave myself an excuse to forget.

It wasn't until I got Slytherin's locket from Kreacher that I realized that I had set too many eyes on other places. Regulus was actually not the person I imagined for a long time.

But, even then, it never occurred to me that I would ever see him again.

In fact, he has always been living in a corner of the world, in a way I don't know, and then he will meet me again in the end.

"It's rare that you can guess it so quickly." Regulus didn't deny my address to him, he walked up to me without any bandages on, and I quickly saw his face from the shadows.

The years didn't seem to have left any traces on him, and he still had a face of about 20 years old, but this feeling was wrong.

His complexion showed a strange blue-gray in the shadows, revealing a pale color. I almost thought that he was cursed by some kind of curse, but I overturned my guess in the next second.

This... is more like...

I was shocked by the answer in my heart.

In fact, during the restoration years after the war, Harry helped Regulus overturn the case in the name of his savior, and praised his courage and determination not to fear death. After Narcissa knew about it, she dragged me and insisted on Find Regulus from the yin corpse in that cave, purify the evil power that turned the corpse into a yin corpse, bury this brother, and return him to peace.

However, we did not find Regulus' body.

In fact, it felt a little weird at that time, right?But I can't figure out why, and in the end this matter came to nothing, because...we never thought that the ghost corpse can keep the memory and soul of the previous life, and leave the cave by itself.

So... what happened to that dementor?

I was a little confused, swallowed my saliva, looked at the face close at hand: "You..."

"Long time no see." Regulus touched his face, "If it's this face, it's been almost 25 years."

I can't speak, it's really a face, with the appearance of my brother who has been dead for many years, wearing the skin color of a ghost, smiling at me in a dark basement, the picture is too horrifying, it makes my heart Pounding.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time. A person like you should be locked up so that he won't run away, right? Brother Sirius."

no! !I really want to shout like this, but I feel guilty and can't say it for a while.

I remembered that I was being locked firmly in a corner.

"Ray... Regulus..." I weakly called my younger brother's name, deeply feeling that this was the least dignified moment since both sides were born, at least when their identities were clear.

However, the thought that this younger brother could have been... I lose my dignity.

"What? Want to ask me what's going on?" Regulus grinned with a smile, revealing a mouthful of dark white teeth, which instantly became sharp like jagged teeth. That's how he bit me just now...

As a result, my voice was even less confident: "Well..."

"But I don't want to tell you." He said, his eyes full of ridicule.

My brooding gourd brother who would only follow behind me, and would only bite his own lip even if we had a falling out later...he turned bad...

I have to admit, after knowing that Mr. White is Regulus, the last bit of vigilance in my heart has been let go.

Uh, even though he still locked me here, he ran away with a cold snort, but I think he won't kill my brother... Maybe he is still holding grudges about the past, okay? , I'll just lock here and wait for him to calm down.

After he calmed down, I still have many, many questions I want to ask him.

However, I really didn't expect that Regulus would be so narrow-minded!

He didn't take it easy at all!

Not only that, but his attitude is more like he wants to lock me up for a lifetime, never to be able to come out...

The scariest thing is that he even ran over to me in a serious manner and asked me, "What type of woman do you like?"

...what does he want? ! !

I frightened and asked back: "...you can't refer to your brother's opinion when looking for a girlfriend, you have to pick the one you like..."

"Then what about looking for a sister-in-law?" Regulus asked solemnly.

I was horrified, and stared at my younger brother for a long time to make sure he wasn't joking. I almost screamed with my throat shut, but was so scared by his next sentence that I couldn't make a sound again.

He said: "The corpse is the corpse of a dead person. It is impossible for me to leave offspring. The Black family needs an heir, so you must have a child."

...Brother, are you concerned about your brother's private life?no...please don't do this...

I retorted tremblingly: "You're going to catch a Muggle woman. From your point of view, you're going to make the so-called heir a half-breed?!"

I hope he quickly kills that ridiculous idea.

"I will go to the magic world and catch the woman you want."

His expression is so serious, and his eyes are so serious.

I know he's not kidding, he's serious.

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I—— Sirius Black, suddenly discovered that Mr. White, who lived with me, turned out to be my younger brother who had been missing for more than 20 years. I feel that the world is incomparably wonderful, and my mood is also extremely melancholy...