HP Magic Biography

If that's really the case... Sirius had a dark expression on his face, But it's also...

Uh... Fan Lin's expression suddenly became depressed. It was ironic to say that he experimented with magic and then destroyed their ultimate goal, especially since Regulus still got Voldemort's Horcrux. He was a hero, and died in this lake of corpses for this reason.

This was obviously Fan Lin's fault.

Or in other words, by fate, it was impossible for Regulus to leave this place?

What an absurd statement.

I didn't find Regulus' body, maybe... Fan Lin looked at the lake, the probability was too small.

Kreacher was also crying at the side, the body of Master Regulus...

I don't think we are so pessimistic. Dumbledore said, Kreacher, where are you looking!

Dumbledore stretched out his hands, and on the edge of the island not far away, he clasped his hands tightly into the black rock, as if he was imprisoned by something.

That is……

Dumbledore didn't say a word, he just loosened the restraint on the infernal corpse in an instant.

Master Regulus, Kreacher has found Master Regulus! Kreacher yelled frantically.

Fan Lin also hurriedly looked in the direction pointed by the house elf. In fact, there was only one Yin corpse on the entire island.

The corpse of a young boy aged eighteen or nineteen had just crawled out of the lake, wearing a black wizard robe different from those of the Muggle corpses before, and there was a very obvious Black family crest on the chest.

In fact, as a brother, Regulus looks very similar to the young Sirius. If Harry were to recognize him, he might think that Sirius had suddenly become younger. A great alchemist, only a god can have such a great power of rejuvenation.

And under the influence of magic, Regulus still maintained his appearance at the moment before he died, which looked the same as the portrait in the Black family, without much change.

Compared with Sirius, Regulus at this time was frighteningly white, perhaps because he was soaked in water, Regulus' face was pale, but under the effect of the potion in the stone basin, he still maintained his body's vitality. mellow.

The young man who slowly made collagen, and also because of the potion, made Regulus's body still retain the appearance of his life, without half the swelling and decay, which seems to be acceptable, at least, Regulus Les was not eaten by those ghosts.

But what happened next left everyone silent.

Like other ghosts, Regulus lost his sense of the surroundings, like a walking dead, and then found the enemy, walked towards them in the center of the island, and let out an unknown roar. Obviously, Fan Lin almost Individuals have become the object of his attack.

Now he is not the hero who bravely resisted Voldemort, but a corpse guarding Voldemort's soul fragments under the control of magic.

Regulus! Sirius yelled sternly, and the heart-piercing voice echoed in the dark cave.

He ran madly,

Trying to hug Regulus, he called his brother's name over and over again, intending to wake him up.

However, this is doomed to be in vain, Regulus can't hear his call at all now...

No, Sirius... Fan Lin cried out sadly, stretched out his finger, and separated Sirius and Regulus.

Regulus, Regulus, I'll take you home... Sirius yelled frantically, his eyes were scarlet, and he kept hammering Fan Lin's spell with both hands.

Immediately, a trace of bright red appeared from Sirius' fist.

Regulus seemed to have received some signal, and his originally empty eyes briefly burst into a dark red light.

That is the corpse's desire for blood food...

Oh no, Sirius...

What are you doing, open it for me, that's my brother... Sirius yelled at Fan Lin madly.

That's not your brother! Fan Lin also roared, Look clearly, now, he is just a ghost wearing your brother's coat, even the soul no longer exists, only the instinctive desire is left, this is Regulus in your eyes!

I... There was almost madness in Sirius' eyes, and in the next second, Fan Lin's spell was broken by Sirius.

Sirius hugged his brother as he wished, but it wasn't what they expected.

Regulus...I'm here to take you home... Sirius wailed loudly, and the heart-piercing voice echoed unknowingly throughout the cave.

The same was true for Kreacher, he immediately hugged Regulus' thigh, crying out for his life.

Hermione finally couldn't bear it any longer, she leaned against Fan Lin's arms and sobbed unceasingly.

Reculus... Regulus... I... I'm here to take you home...

As time passed, the afterglow of the setting sun emitted a hazy light that reflected the sky and the earth into a piece of golden light. A remote cemetery near Grimmauld Square, a solemn scene dispelled the last light.

This is the cemetery of the Black family. In the center is a very tall and imposing dark black marble monument, engraved with the family crest of the Black family, and next to the crest is the striking sign made of gilt Words: Noble and oldest of the Black family live forever.

Around the monument, there are densely packed tombstones of different ages. They have different shapes, but they are arranged very neatly. From generation to generation, each different tombstone always has this agreed name on it.

On the right side of the cemetery, there is a neat row of yew trees, and through the top of the groves, the black outline of the chapel is in front of you, and on the left side of the cemetery, you can see the church at No. 12 Grimmauld Place Exquisite old house, the ancestral home of the Black family.

Just like No. 12 Grimmauld Place, everything here is bright because of the desolation of the Black family. Weeds are overgrown in the cemetery, and old Muggle newspapers are constantly spinning in the cemetery of the Black family with the cool wind. .

A few crows hovered in the air unwillingly, and then landed on the nearby bushes, watching these uninvited guests who disturbed their cleanliness coldly.

Under the ruthless devastation of the years, most of the tall and exquisite tombstones have been damaged. They stand there quietly, silently telling the desolation of the Black family.

In the innermost corner of the cemetery, Dumbledore, Sirius, Moody, Lupine, Tonks, Van Lin, Hermione, and Kreacher stood solemnly in a very narrow and ordinary area, which was in harmony with the surrounding style. In front of the inconsistent tombstone, they gathered here to see Regulus off for the last time.

When they returned to No. 12, Grimmauld Place, Moody and Tonks were already waiting there. Moody was no stranger to the man in Sirius' arms, and Hermione also sobbed and explained to Tonks Fan.

Lupine was the last to rush over, and even turned down the job he was working on. He was naturally very familiar with Regulus Lupine. As a close friend of Sirius, he also knew about Sirius' excellent younger brother.

Everyone admired what Regulus had done, but most of all, they felt regretful.

It's a pity that with a hero, he was misunderstood for more than ten years, and after his death, even his body was transformed into a corpse...

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