Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

“Wronged?” Regulus was stunned. “What do you mean by that?”

“I discovered that the reason he broke out of prison was to hunt down a person, Peter Pettigrew.”

“Peter Pettigrew? That little follower who was always behind them? Wasn't he killed by Sirius Black?”

“No, he's alive and well. Now it seems there's more to it than meets the eye.” Sebastian said slowly, “According to my deduction, Sirius Black was not the Secret-Keeper for James and Lily.”

“Are you saying they might have secretly changed the Secret-Keeper to Peter, and Peter was the Secret-Keeper?”

“That's right, and there's a high probability that this idea came from Sirius Black. That's why he didn't defend himself, didn't resist, and voluntarily allowed himself to be thrown into Azkaban after being arrested.”

Hearing Sebastian's words, Regulus fell silent.

He sat there blankly, the cigarette in his hand flickering, just like his mood.

He never thought that the truth would be so tortuous and complicated.

He also never thought that Sirius Black would willingly be imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years without any defense.

To be honest, he and Sirius Black had never been close since they were young.

As brothers, they should have been inseparable, but the reality was quite the opposite.

Sirius Black had disliked the ideas instilled by his parents about bloodlines and the supremacy of family glory since he was a child. Later, after Regulus became a Death Eater, he was even more disdainful of his younger brother.

Regulus was also disappointed in his brother, Sirius Black.

He felt that as the eldest son of the Black family, Sirius Black should have been the heir to the family, and should have shouldered the responsibilities of the family, but he had never truly thought about the family—

He was unwilling to maintain the family's traditions and dignity;

Unwilling to consider the family's future and survival;

And he had never worried about the family's inheritance and responsibilities;

He didn't care about any of these things.

Because of this, the two had countless arguments, until they became like strangers.

The conflict of ideas led Sirius Black to choose to run away from home, placing himself outside the family, without leaving a trace of consideration for the emotions of his mother and father, as well as the fate of the family.

Sirius Black believed that freedom and justice were paramount, but he never thought that before he was born, the Black family had lost the right to choose; before he was born, the Black family had boarded Voldemort's chariot.

The Black family had no choice at all.

Sirius Black's attitude caused the Black family to be disliked by Voldemort, and made other pure-blood families covet them, wanting to exploit the Black family every day.

If he publicly opposed Voldemort again, the Black family would only face destruction.

When he recognized Voldemort's true face, Regulus fell into despair. At the same time as despair, he also felt envy for Sirius Black's freedom and ease.

Seeing that the cigarette was about to burn his fingers, Regulus snapped out of his memories and extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

He looked at Sebastian and said with a sigh.

“Even if he was wronged, Sirius Black chose it himself, didn't he?”

“He sees himself as the culprit who killed his good brother's family, so he has never defended himself.”

“If he doesn't defend himself, who else would think he was wronged, and who would take the initiative to help him dig deep into the truth?”

Regulus's voice was slightly agitated: “If he had defended himself, Dumbledore, his friend Lupin, even I, would have believed him and helped him collect evidence to clear his name.”

“It's funny, maybe in his heart, no one but his brother James is worth trusting.”

“Besides his brother James, nothing else matters to him.”

“Heh—” Regulus sighed deeply, “Now he wants to catch Peter and take revenge, let him find his own way, I can't be bothered to care so much about him.”

“Come on, come on,” Regulus said, pretending to be energetic, “Let's not talk about him, let's only talk about work today.”

“Our Wizarding Film Company has completed the filming, editing, and publicity work for the first part of 'The Lord of the Rings'. The premiere ceremony will be held on January 1st. Would you like to attend?”

Wow—

It's been more than two years, and the first 'Lord of the Rings' movie is finally about to be released.

Not easy!

As the first movie launched by Wizarding Film Company, Sebastian and Regulus are counting on 'The Lord of the Rings' to completely establish the reputation of Wizarding Film Company.

The company is strong, and the director and actors are also unambiguous.

According to Sebastian's understanding, Peter Jackson has invested a lot of effort in this film, and it can be said that he has put his heart and soul into it.

He not only meticulously polished the details, but also personally participated in multiple production links of the film.

From script adaptation to scene design, even sound effects and clothing details, Jackson personally checked them one by one, striving to restore the world depicted in the book.

Sebastian has already seen the sample film sent by Regulus, and found that the scenes in the movie are extremely grand and the production is extremely exquisite, not much different from the movies he watched in his previous life.

“I won't attend the premiere ceremony,” Sebastian grinned, “However, I will definitely take Mia to London to watch the movie at that time.”

Saying that, he raised his glass: “Our movie will definitely be a global sensation.”

After drinking a glass with Regulus, Sebastian instructed: “After the movie is successful, remember to add various entertainment peripherals at the same time.”

“Also, our Magic Paradise will also start construction at the same time. There are many things to do, so please take care of it.”

Regulus said with a smile: “You hateful capitalist, you only know how to use me as a beast of burden.”

The two people talked and laughed, constantly discussing the details of each project.

As dusk approached, Sebastian slowly got up, preparing to bid farewell to Regulus.

He packed up his belongings and was about to step out of the door when Regulus's slightly low voice came from behind.

“Sebastian, wait a moment.” Regulus paused, seemingly considering his words, and then continued, “If there's a chance, help Sirius Black.”

“No matter what, he is still my brother after all.”

His expression was extremely complicated, containing both unspoken concern and an undisguised helplessness.

“I know you two don't have a good relationship, so I won't ask you for much, I only ask you to give him a hand when you see him in danger, don't let him die in vain.”

Sebastian patted Regulus on the shoulder: “Don't worry, for your sake, I won't let him die.”

“By the way, after he is exonerated, are you going to add him back to the family tree?”

“If he is not added back to the family tree, he will neither be able to return home nor have any Galleons to spend.”

“Let him suffer a little,” Regulus said, gritting his teeth, “If he has no money to spend, he can go to work, brew potions, or become a bounty hunter.”

“He has always been a playboy since he was a child, and he should learn to be self-reliant.”

“When he knows what responsibility is and washes away his willfulness, I will add him back to the family tree.”

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