Science and magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 91
Kreacher stepped forward and grabbed Kyle's sleeve, snapping his fingers.

After a twist, the two returned to Black's old house.

One person and one elf appeared directly in the basement, and all the Blacks were already waiting here.

Orion and Mrs. Black looked the most excited. What Kyle brought back was their most obedient and most loving youngest son.

The eldest son was a heartless white-eyed wolf who broke their hearts.

And the youngest son, like the most perfect gift from heaven to them, is well-behaved, obedient, caring, and always considerate of them.

Unfortunately, God made a joke with them.

Because of their mistakes, Regulus disappeared more than ten years ago, and has never been heard from since.

Mrs. Black prayed for her young son day and night, praying for his safety and praying that he would be okay.

For more than a decade, she'd been lying to herself that her Rael was just scared, just hiding, that he was still alive and well somewhere in the wizarding world.

But as the days went by, she also became desperate day by day.

Couldn't even convince myself of that ridiculous excuse.

She almost went blind from crying.

A few years ago, the only husband who could accompany him also passed away, leaving her alone with a neurotic elf in a big house.

Pain, loneliness, completely destroyed her will.

She began to become nervous, and began to talk to herself constantly, cursing Voldemort, cursing Black who had the idea at the time to send Regulus to be a Death Eater, and even cursing Sirius and herself.

She died in pain and madness.

The only one with him when he died was a dirty, equally neurotic elf.

Then, she woke up inside the portrait.

Still so desperate, so crazy, that even the other Blakes wouldn't want to communicate with her.

I thought that life would be like this, and their group of portraits would go to perish with this old house, or a certain branch would eventually occupy the magpie's nest and become the main line, inheriting the glory of Blake.

She didn't care about this at all. The moment her Leyle disappeared, her heart was already torn, so how could she care about this?
She used to resent Kreacher immensely, blaming him for secretly preparing a portrait for herself, so that she would have no peace after death and still have to bear boundless pain.

But I didn't want God to open his eyes and send Leier's son in front of her, and not long after, let her get Leier's information!

Although poor Rael's condition is not good, and he has been tortured all these years, at least he is still alive!

As if seeing a flickering candle in the darkness, Mrs. Black rekindled hope in her heart.

She directly interrupted the aristocratic methods played by those old guys on Kyle, and almost couldn't wait to make her condition: bring back Regulus, and then Black will do his best to support Kyle to realize his ambition!
She didn't care what that ambition was, even if it was to destroy the world.

Sure enough, Kyle agreed to her terms.

She looked at the puppet that Kyle was preparing to explore, and watched him constantly analyze the possible dangers of the cave.

Perhaps it was the news of Regulus that revived the softness in her heart. For the first time, she discovered that Kyle and Regulus looked so similar.

The same high nose bridge, the same deep green eyes, but their personalities are different, Kyle is not as gentle and obedient as Regulus, she doesn't like it.

This was the first time that Mrs. Black realized soberly: the person standing in front of her was Rael's legitimate son!
At that time, she swore that no matter whether she could bring Regulus back or not, as long as Kyle tried her best, she would try her best to persuade other Blacks to support this boy!
But Kyle was even better than Mrs. Black imagined, he actually brought Regulus back!

At this moment, she was almost overwhelmed with excitement.

His whole body was trembling, and he almost kept his whole body weight on Orion, barely maintaining his standing:

"Kyle... let Regulus... come out, it's been too long, I've been looking forward to it for too long, I finally waited for him to come home, let him... come out."

After trembling for a long time, Mrs. Black still couldn't say take out, or bring out Regulus, it sounded like Regulus was dead.

Kreacher's big eyes were full of tears, looking at his mistress distressedly.

Kyle didn't speak, he put the box on the ground in silence, and manipulated the square puppet to come out.

For a long time to come, Regulus will spend time in this room.

The four walls of the room are engraved with gentle energy-gathering magic circles, and in the middle is a white bath filled with potions.

These potions can repair the damage of the body and the consumption of the soul. In order to make these potions, various precious materials were sprinkled in as if free of money.

"Kreacher, go put Regulus in the bathtub."

Kreacher heard the order and snapped his fingers impatiently.

Regulus, who was lying quietly inside the puppet, floated gently as if being lifted by an invisible thread.

Then under Kreacher's command, it slowly floated over the bathtub.

When Regulus was completely immersed in the potion, Kreacher let out a long sigh of relief, and the Blacks in the portrait followed Kreacher's movements.

Orion's face was covered with tears, his expression was full of grief, and he instinctively embraced his wife with his hands.

Mrs. Black had completely lost her perception of the outside world, she just stared blankly at Regulus, muttering something.

Stretching her hands forward, she longed to touch Aiko's hair and kiss his forehead again like before.

It's a pity that there are two worlds inside and outside the portrait, and when we parted in the past, Yin and Yang are separated forever.

The vibe in the room was mournful, and Kyle didn't like it.

Silently packed the box, and quietly exited the basement.

When the door is closed, there are two worlds inside and outside the door.

A touching tragicomedy was staged inside the door, sad that Yin and Yang would be separated forever, and rejoicing that Regulus' life was safe.

Outside the door, it was deserted.

(End of this chapter)