The Son of Light of the Snake House

It's a pity that Regulus is still a kid of 8 or 9 years old, and he has no use other than annoying his brother everywhere, let alone supporting the family's great cause.

"I don't think I should be going to school at the moment." Sirius stood in front of his father, Orion Black, with a serious face.

"Not going to school?" Olaine looked at his serious eldest son, wanting to pinch his chubby face very much.

"That's right." Sirius nodded: "I have enough ability to help the family move in the right direction, so I don't think going to school is necessary for me."

"Well, I believe this." Orion Black first affirmed Erza's courage, and then asked him: "Then, Sirius, can you show me your ability?"

"of course can!"

Orion watched his eldest son standing in front of him with a stern face. After a long pause, Sirius suddenly turned his head: "What spell should I use?"

Brian suppressed a smile: "It depends on how you decide."

"Okay." Sirius didn't notice his father's snigger—because his impression of his father was indifference and madness, as well as the gorgeous coffin when he died at the end, and his mother's crying in pain.

So he began to think, what kind of magic spell should I use to prove myself?

And then it occurred to him: Flames are burning.

Simplicity is beauty, or in other words, the simpler the spell, the more powerful the caster is. For example, the same clear water is like a spring. If you let a child who just entered the first grade compare with Dumbledore, it is probably the same as the dew and the sea. difference.

Sirius has confidence in himself. After all, he has lived for 45 years. How could there be problems?

He raised the corners of his mouth confidently, and pretended to look deeply at his father next to him: "Incendio (blazing flames)!"

Father!Surrender to my unique power!

A beam of flames appeared in front of the two of them in an instant. This flame was so weak and pitiful. It had been lingering between the two of them for less than three seconds, and it was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally "嗤—" After a bang, it disappeared, failing to heat even a cubic centimeter of air.

"In this way, Sirius." Orion politely picked up the butter beer next to him: "You still need to go to Hogwarts for some training."

Sirius had never been so humiliated!

He fled from his father's study with a blushing face, and he could still faintly hear small laughter coming from behind him, but he didn't want to face it.

Regulus, who was wandering around, spotted him: "Oh, hey, brother, what are you doing—"

Sirius, who was furious and angry: "Go to the side!" Then he immediately avoided him and ran away, his back looked like a puppy who had over-guessed his strength.

After the eldest son left, Orion smiled happily for a while before opening the letter on the desktop. There were only a few short words on it: "Change."

The man pondered, and closed the letter.

Perhaps, the plan really should be changed.

All for the glory of the Black family.

...............

Sirius finally got on the familiar train under the iron hand of his mother.

With a gloomy face, he looked at Regulus who was secretly waving to him under the train, and only snorted, so he missed his younger brother's disappointed expression.

He never thought that the magic power would decrease along with his body!So much so that he made such a fool of himself that he even had to go back to school by himself! 7 years!With these seven years, I can completely——

Sirius was stunned, and he suddenly realized: he actually still wanted to keep the Black family, and his heart was not as disgusting and disdainful of his family as he found out by the way, wishing to defect permanently... …

Sirius had to admit that he still loved this place, at least, the Black family that hadn't lost his mother's madness after his father's death.

He sat alone in the box thinking, until someone pushed open the door.

Sirius immediately glared at him angrily, attacking the person who disturbed his thinking.

James at the door took two steps back: "Uh, classmate... Is there still room here?"

Why does this classmate look so scary!Help!Mother!Hogwarts is so dangerous!

James is still sitting here in the end, not because of anything else, simply because there is no place elsewhere-or what else could be the reason?

The boy in front of him seemed quite indifferent, but I have to say that his appearance was indeed first-class, noble and full of arrogance, the kind of temperament that special people would want to have at a glance.

"Hello."

While James was still thinking, a voice came from the other side, and he was startled. It was the handsome guy on the other side who spoke.

"Hello, hello." James was flattered and hurried back to him: "My name is James, James Potter."

"Yes." The boy in front of him agreed with a vague meaning, and then he said, "Sirius, Sirius Black."

James immediately thought of the aristocratic families mentioned by his parents before, and they really deserved to be the children of old aristocratic families—nobles like his parents were probably considered strange things in their eyes, right?

James looked and looked at Sirius.Sirius realized this, he secretly laughed at his friend's stupidity from the bottom of his heart, and decided that he could pick out jokes for two hours every month in the future.

——The boring journey ended quickly, and Sirius arrived at Hogwarts soon, and successfully became a member of the line in the auditorium to accept the selection of dirty hats.

Sirius looked at the familiar figure on the professor's seat, and suddenly felt unreal.

He still remembers the evaluation given to him by the Sorting Hat: "Blake is different" and the phrase "Gryffindor!"

He walked towards the hat under the loud roll call of the professor who had forgotten his name. The surrounding lights were brightly lit, and the light reflected on the bright ground, reflecting the bright lights of the entire auditorium. The students sat silently on their respective long tables, looking solemn And quiet.

For some reason, the current scene makes Sirius feel like the Muggle King Louis XVI's Road to the Guillotine.

He smiled at his inappropriate thoughts, sat in a chair, and put the sorting hat on his head.Before his vision went dark, he caught sight of the two sisters at the Slytherin table.

"A unique, blessed child, a soul who came to find answers..." Sirius heard the Sorting Hat say: "It is better to make a choice-go your old way, or start a new one. Sirius Orion Blake."

Sirius hesitated for a long time without saying a word, and whispers spread in the auditorium.

"Slytherin!" The Sorting Hat's voice was like the deep thunder coming from the sky before a thunderstorm, and it exploded heavily in Sirius' ears.

He took off his hat and looked around, but his face was pale.

This is not right!It shouldn't be like this!

The author has something to say:

After Jinjiang updated the author, typing in the background was uncomfortable, so I went to download a new codeword app, which was not bad.

This world has some similarities with the text world, but it's not exactly the same. Sirius doesn't know what he needs yet, and he will find it—give him some time.

I recommend you to watch the live action of the game "What Remains of Edith Finch". This game is somewhat of a stream of consciousness, but the plot description is really good.

感谢在2021-05-1900:45:05~2021-05-2000:30:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of special coffee;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!