[HP] Double Dragon with Companion

When Severus received the invitation letter sent by Raven, the messenger of the Peverell family, he almost wanted to rush over and spray the idiot whose brain was completely stuffed with troll feces. The venom of the Crucible, so that the words "self-safety" and "reassuring" would stick in his head.

Merlin knew that his heart skipped a beat when, after inheriting Prince, he heard that Harry had completed the last two riots in a row not long after he left, the last riot of the break-in period was the most difficult , As a result, that idiot actually experienced two riots at once!Does he want to die!Oh, no, the undead are not considered living beings, it should be said - does that idiot want to disappear completely!

After receiving the invitation letter, Severus almost wanted to rush over, but was persuaded by his grandfather who was overseeing, Eston Prince said: "Honey, I can understand your concern That kid's mood, but the invitation letter said that Peverell Manor will only be opened on July 31, even if you are in a hurry, it is useless. The most urgent task now is not to let this pot of potion be scrapped. You must know that purity 80.00% ambergris is rare."

Severus glanced at the bubbling cauldron, although he wanted to rush there now, but Eston was right, he couldn't go to Peverell Manor now, so he could only continue to concentrate on brewing the potion.

Severus tossed in a piece of aconite when the viscous liquid in the cauldron turned pale green.

Stirring with a stirring rod, Severus stared at the dark green potion in the dark cauldron, remembering Harry's same dark green eyes, and then suddenly startled——damn it!Why does he always care so much about that little troll!

Although at the beginning it was only because he was Lily's child that he wanted to protect him, but various emergencies later made that damn protection a complete joke. Protect a P!Where does the lord of the undead, who has become the head of Patriarch Peverell, need his protection? !His cute godsons have somehow become light elves, and the one who brought Harry into trouble - although he has to admit that with the guidance of the rare potion library, the little troll of the Potter family looks more pleasing to the eye ——With Gryffindor's multi-colored but out-and-out viper's mobile material library, these three together can completely wipe out the previous brain-dead Dark Lord in minutes.

Oh, damn it, why should he be so worried about that little green-eyed troll whose combat power is beyond the limit?

Because of Severus' anger, the potion in the crucible below began to behave abnormally, and then exploded with a "bang".

The potions master who blew up the crucible for the first time in more than ten years removed the armor charm from his body with a dark face, and threw down the workbench that was corroded by the potion splashed by the explosion, leaving a face lying on the picture frame. The grandfather, who shouted "80.00% pure ambergris!" in grief and indignation, turned his black robe and walked quickly to the bedroom.

Passing the gallery of portraits on the road, a medieval owner of Prince stroked his beard and said, "I remember that there are many extinct potion materials growing in the Garden of the Undead on the outskirts of Peverell's territory..."

Severus paused, the anger in his heart subsided a little - he might consider cursing less if Potter... Peverell would allow him to stroll around the courtyard.

In the Zabini Manor, a coquettish woman is trying on various dresses for a dark-skinned boy, trying to find the right one, but unfortunately, the woman looks dissatisfied and mutters: "Oh, dear Bligh Si, why are you so difficult to match, the savior rarely invites you to the manor, why don't you prepare well in advance?"

Bryce couldn't help but smile, and said: "Mom, Harry just sent the invitation letter, how can I have time to prepare, and Mom, can you take back the clothes like the angel elf prince in your hand, I think I have said that Peverell is an undead, is it appropriate for you to let me wear the clothes of the deadly enemy of the undead?"

The woman froze for a moment, threw away the bright-colored clothes in her hand, and began to search for dark-colored clothes: "Oh, I forgot. I still can't believe that the savior has the blood of the undead. The contrast is a bit big."

"Now that the wicked Dark Lord has become a victim, isn't that a big difference?"

"You forgot to add that the Death Eaters were half wiped out by the Saviors. I should be glad the Zabini family didn't join either side."

"After all, he is the savior, and it is his 'obligatory duty' to solve the evil forces." Bryce said mockingly.

"Heh..." Mrs. Zabini let out a meaningless sneer, and picked up another dress, "Bryce, come and try on this one."

Bryce took the clothes with a bitter face and walked into the changing room.

In Parkinson Manor, two similar women with short hair and shawls are enjoying afternoon tea leisurely, and there is an invitation letter from Peverell on the table.

Mrs. Parkinson said, "Pam, have you decided what to wear?"

"Not yet, Mom," said Pansy, eating a piece of cake.

"You should go and prepare your dress."

"I don't think Harry cares what we wear, he only cares about Professor Snape."

"It should be Professor Prince now, my dear."

"Okay, it's Professor Prince."

"..."

"Oh, the clothes Hermione sent over, she bought them in the Muggle world, they look really nice, don't they?"

"Indeed, Muggles have good taste in clothes, at least much better than wizards' black robes. But are you sure you can wander around in the dark and gloomy Peverell Manor with such light?"

"I'm going to attend the inheritance ceremony, not the banquet, mom, I won't hang around, I don't want to be eaten by the undead."

"Okay, so my dear, have you decided what gift you want to give?"

Panxi paused for a moment, put down the teacup, asked Di Nu to bring over a handbook, and rummaged through it carefully: "Mom, come and help me choose what gift Harry would like."

"Actually, I said, if you give him a photobook of Professor Prince, you will definitely keep your gift with you."

"Then I was locked up for a semester by Professor Prince."

Longbottom Mansion, the serious Ms. Longbottom is telling her grandson to pay attention to his words and deeds when he goes to Peverell Manor. There are all big shots there, so don't faint, be more courageous, and show more to Hufflepuff Your Highness asked a little about plants. I would like to thank Professor Riddle and Prince for their great help in waking up the Longbottoms. I would like to thank Professor Riddle for avenging the Longbottoms.

Neville obediently responded to Ms. Longbottom's instruction, and said in a low voice: "But... But, Bellatrix Black is the family of Mrs. Malfoy and Harry's godfather..."

Ms. Longbottom waved her hand: "What are you worried about? Even her relatives and her master don't care about her. What do you care about?"

Neville nodded hesitantly.

Black House, the big black dog rolled on the carpet, barking excitedly, and Walburga Black in the portrait screamed: "Siris Black! What do you look like?! As the head of the Black family, you How can you roll on the ground like a stupid wild dog?!"

Sirius stopped, looked at Walburga with his big black eyes, and yelled "Wow, woof".

Walburga screamed: "Cirius Black! Don't play your stupid Animagus in front of me!"

The big black dog turned into a person, and the handsome young man picked up the portrait of the mother he had always hated, and said excitedly: "Dear mother, I will meet my lovely godson soon, and even my lovely godson will become a Patriarch of the great ancient family! How great is my lovely godson, how can I not be excited!"

The elegant and gentle boy leaned on the stairs, his face was still pale after recovering from a long illness: "Brother, I think you were full of malice against the evil Slytherin not long ago, and you have been criticizing and trying to destroy all and Slytherin. What about Leitlin."

Sirius, who carefully helped Regulus onto the sofa, froze for an instant. Walburga and Regulus both looked at him with half-smiles, and their movements were exactly the same.

Sirius rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and said, "The past was the past, and the present is the present. Narcissa taught me so much, and I'm not the rebellious fool Sirius I was before..."

"You also know that you used to be a rebellious fool..."

"Reculus..." Sirius rubbed against his younger brother pitifully, looking at him with wet dark gray eyes, "Don't do this, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't be so stupid to throw away my family I also misunderstood you and foolishly went to squat in Azkaban for ten years...Really, I know I was wrong, I have worked very hard to learn how to deal with family affairs with Narcissa, I have been in Walp Sri worked very hard... Rael..."

Seeing Sirius' appearance, Regulus let out a "puchi" laugh, and patted the big dog's head: "Yes, brother is the best."

When Sirius heard the "brother" he hadn't heard for a long time, and the admiration that was once replaced by hatred and disgust, he suddenly felt astringent.

Because of his temporary rebellion, he betrayed his family and his mother and younger brother. Although he was happy without the shackles of his family during that time, did he really do the right thing?

In the past, Regulus was small, always followed behind him, pulled his clothes, opened his bright eyes, and called him "brother", and his tone of voice was full of dependence and trust in him. Liang's eyes were full of admiration, which made him feel very satisfied and happy.

Mom would also stand by and laugh and watch them play, and then when they dragged their tired bodies into her arms, she would carefully wipe off the stains on their faces, not caring about her clean and gorgeous clothes Get splashed with filthy mud and go back with them sleeping one by one.

After he entered Gryffindor, Regulus no longer relied on him, and no longer looked at him with admiring eyes. The eyes that had been filled with Rumu were still bright, but they were full of hatred. And anger, he will not accuse him angrily, he will just stare coldly at him from a distance and play with his Gryffindor friends, watching him and Severus drive together, which used to be indifferent and now feels very bad "Just kidding", he doesn't talk to him anymore, he doesn't hang out with the Slytherins, he's been sitting alone in the library.

Until later, he joined the Death Eaters; until later, he joined the Order of the Phoenix; until later, they became enemies; until later, he called him an evil Death Eater; until later, he disappeared; until later... He saw him dead and lifeless in Gryffindor Manor...

After he entered Gryffindor, Walburga stopped tenderly nurturing him, and Walburga sent him a howling letter, berating him, screaming angrily, and interfering in a hoarse, almost broken voice.At night, he talked with her through the double-sided mirror, Walburga's hair was messy, his face was pale, and his lips were chapped. She screamed and asked him why he joined Gryffindor, why he betrayed Black, why... She didn't ask him Why betray Slytherin.She no longer loves him, she only looks at him with angry eyes.Later, when she died, she was still screaming and yelling at him in the portrait.

Now, Narcissa is crying—he has never seen his gentle and strong sister cry before—because he entered Gryffindor, put Black's position in front of Voldemort in jeopardy, and was hit by many families, the Black family However, his position was about to be shaken. Regulus, who was originally gentle and uncontested, had to take over the identity of Black's heir because of his temporary willfulness, had to enter Slytherin, and had to join the Death Eaters. ——Regulus sacrificed, for the Black family, because of his willfulness.

He was wrong, very wrong.

However, Regulus is back now, isn't he? Although my mother is dead, there is still a portrait!

He has enough time to atone, to make amends, to beg their forgiveness.

He's not the Padfoot of the Marauder Four, he's Black's Patriarch, he's Regulus' brother, he's Walburga's son, he's Sirius Black.

Regulus and Walburga looked at each other, they saw the remorse and firmness in Sirius' eyes, and smiled in relief—he is... Sirius.

In the room above the Muggle dentist's practice, the Grangers were very busy.

Mrs. Granger was nagging: "Ah, it's the first time Hermione was invited by her classmates to a birthday party at home. What gift should I prepare instead?"

Mr. Granger said: "But wizards are different from us, and that Harry is said to have a high status in the wizarding world, a high status, a nobleman among the nobles."

Mrs. Granger said: "Then what to do, we don't have any beautiful dresses at home, and we don't have any valuable gifts... Oh, what to do!"

Hermione sighed, and said, "I've already bought the presents, and I've prepared the presents, so don't worry. Just wait three days and go to the ceremony."

The Grangers fell silent, relieved.Mr. Granger said, "Eh? Ritual? Not a party?"

"Harry's patriarch succession ceremony, although it was also his birthday party..."

"Oh, the ceremony!" Mrs. Granger yelled, covering her face, "It's a grand ceremony! The ceremony of the Patriarch's succession!"

Hermione closed the book in her hand, sighed, and walked into her bedroom - his parents, although receptive, were just too fussy.