Hogwarts’s Affectionate and Righteous Slytherin

"Reel, come on!!" Narcissa, who rarely shows up, also came to the Quidditch pitch today.

Regulus is different from Sirius. In addition to worry-free, the former is also very delicate and considerate to take care of his family. Even Bellatrix is ​​very kind to Regulus.

But in terms of appearance, the three Black sisters, Riberatrix, are the most prominent, but Narcissa with blond hair, as the only daughter inherited from her mother Druella, always gets more preference.

Narcissa's more beauty comes from the temperament that she exudes from being surrounded by love and growing up without being sinister.

And this temperament is not eye-catching when thrown into ordinary wizards, but it is particularly outstanding when it falls among the scheming Death Eaters.

At this moment, Narcissa was clasping the fence in front of her with both hands, cheering for Regulus loudly.

Two of her sidekicks were holding a green banner that read: "Regulus Black."

Reggie: "…"

******

Slytherin locker room.

At this moment, the lounge was in a mess, and there was no trace of the high-spirited spirit at the beginning.

There was a jagged row of brooms along the wall, one of which was swept to pieces.

That's Rookwood's broom.

Rookwood came from a modest background, his father working in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic.

At this moment, he was sitting on the stool annoyed, his hair wet with sweat.

"Someone touched my broom!" Rookwood still insisted, "I just wanted to cover Regulus to see if there was a chance to get the Ravenclaw kid off, and then—then This **** broom is out of control all of a sudden! Trust me, I have absolutely no control over it."

"I just know we lost." Flint looked at him gloomily, "because of you!"

"No, it's not over yet, we can go to Mrs. Hooch to complain, it's my sweep—"

"It's useless, and your broom is ruined. Oh, poor Regulus, I wish he was alive."

Hearing Regulus' name, Lukewood's face was bloodless, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. As a Slytherin, he understood the meaning behind Black's surname better than anyone.

No matter what the reason, the people on the scene only saw that he suddenly crashed into Regulus, which caused the opponent to fall from a height of dozens of feet and lost the final victory.

******

The game was at the last minute, and it only needed a few more seconds.

However, an accident happened.

Rookwood, who was originally guarding Regulus, suddenly trembled a few times, and then rammed straight towards Regulus like crazy.

Then!

At that time, Regulus was speeding towards the Snitch with all his strength. He was completely unprepared, and was suddenly hit. The whole person immediately fell off the broom, and dragged a long shadow on the ground under the action of inertia.

The Slytherins who raised their arms and shouted were all stunned.

Narcissa also looked like she was about to faint.

The blood stains on the ground looked amazing.

An unexpected figure rushed down first: "Rael! Rael!"

It's Sirius.

In a different location, the Black Brothers' reunion of the century would surely be of great interest to all.

Because before that, everyone knew that Black in Gryffindor hated Black in Slytherin.

only…

Regulus' situation looked really bad.

"Merlin! Such a high place."

"Wow, this is so cruel."

"Did you see how he fell?"

"It seems that he was hit by his own people."

"Wow"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the accident happened too quickly and suddenly, many people didn't see it clearly, and now they know that Regulus was actually knocked down!

People from other academies were also angry.

This act is tantamount to murder, and the evil Slytherin has even attacked his own people, and there is no doubt that he will not be soft next time he encounters a player from their house.

After Sirius jumped out first, Narcissa also reacted, and a group of people followed behind the professor, rushing in the direction of the medical wing.

******

Goyle sat in the corner, watching the farce in the locker room indifferently.

Goyle was leaning in front of the locker room door frame, looking at his teammates with eager and jealous eyes as the group was showing off in front of the entire school.

Now that everyone is back, he also saw the accident, he put away the gloating in his eyes, and stood silently in the corner without saying a word.

Goyle spent a lot of money to join the Slytherin school team, but he didn't expect to just join.

At first everyone thought that he had climbed the Malfoy tree and was about to soar.

But they soon realized - they were wrong.

Although the other team members did not know what means Gower used to get Lucius to agree to join him in the school team, Lucius didn't seem to want to help him.

Goyle has been sitting on the bench in the team and never played.

He carefully hid the sarcasm in his eyes.

Flint is an idiot with developed limbs and a simple mind.

"If it was me...if it was me..." Goyle thought of this, his chest heaving violently.

"Damn Tywin, **** Flint, **** Malfoy!"

"If I'm on the pitch, I won't let them score a goal! Not one!"

The game ended with a Ravenclaw victory.

But some people were no longer in the mood to pay attention to the final result of the game, and Regis rushed up after the accident.

Leaving Hilde behind, looking at his back, thoughtfully.

******

"Oh! What's going on, what the **** is going on here?!" Madam Pomfrey shouted in disbelief when she saw the wounded.

"Save him! Save him!" Sirius pleaded in pain.

Professor Flitwick explained: "Mr. Black fell from a height of ninety feet!"

"God! I have already suggested to Albus to cancel Quidditch, look at it, poor little guy. UU read www.uukanshu.com" Pomfrey picked up the wand and kept on Regulus lighter.

Then Regulus didn't react at all.

Narcissa couldn't help but let out a sob.

As everyone watched, Madam Pomfrey shook her head.

"Oh!" Narcissa rolled her eyes and fainted.

Everyone was in a hurry again, and at Madam Pomfrey's instruction, her two attendants helped her to the hospital bed.

"He has to be sent to St. Mungo's, immediately! Immediately!" Madam Pomfrey's tone was relentless.

Sirius's feet were also soft, and he was indeed slightly relieved.

Just now, he thought...

After driving them all away, Professor Flitwick controlled Regulus's body and rushed to St. Mungo's without a moment's delay.

"It will be fine, Sirius." Potter patted his brother on the shoulder and comforted.