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"Did you send Kreacher back to his old home?"

Sirius had a distressed look on his face. He held a plate of simple food that didn't look that good, waved it in front of Regulus' eyes for a while, and then put it on the bedside table next to his bed.

"I'm sorry that I don't have many opportunities to cook, and the taste may not be particularly pleasant. I hope you can bear with it for a while."

[It would be great if Kreacher was still here. Why should I cook and solve the food problem myself? 】

Sirius muttered as he poured milk for Regulus.

Regulus, whose face was unusually white, just lowered his head and remained silent.

"It took a lot of effort to move you here. Give me some face and eat like this for a few days. When the storm is over, I will find a way to get Kreacher here for you. How about it?"

Sirius didn't say when he would return to Black's old house. He was not sure what the attitude of the people there would be after they found out about the daring things Regulus had done.

Sirius even felt that Regulus could not go back. After all, he, a traitor who had defected to the Order of the Phoenix, had been expelled from his family. Regulus, who had the courage to plot a Horcrux from Voldemort, might scare Black to death. Couple.

Regulus raised his head, staring at Sirius with his black and white eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. I've tried my best. Maybe when I get better at it, these will taste better. Otherwise, when you feel better, you can go to a restaurant with me. Uh... do you mind the Muggle food? Really? I know a few Muggle restaurants that taste very good and are worth trying."

Sirius babbled, and he had to do this. After all, Regulus woke up, barely spoke, and his spirit seemed very dead. He was worried that there was something wrong with the child's heart, and he was letting himself suffer more. Saying something might make him feel better.

In fact, Sirius felt that he was most likely doing useless work.

He put the milk glass into Regulus's hand and urged: "Drink some first."

Regulus didn't even look at the thing in his hand. He shifted his gaze to the window of the room. He looked much thinner, and even had signs of losing his bones.

Sirius sighed, walked to the window, and asked, "Do you need me to open it for you? Seeing the bright sunshine will make you feel better, right?"

Although Sirius said so, he still only pulled it halfway, which made the room much brighter, and Regulus couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"It's a rare sunny day today, isn't it?"

Regulus still said nothing.

Sirius really felt that it was so difficult for him, and he didn't even know what he should say.

"By the way, does Gust Brown have a good relationship with you? He asked Professor McGonagall to send me a message this morning, asking how you are doing. He really cares about you."

Sirius felt that he was desperately looking for a topic, and while searching, he looked at his brother's expression.

Speaking of Gust, Regulus' expression changed slightly. His eyes couldn't help but widen a little, and his lips moved. Although he hadn't made a sound yet, Sirius was somewhat inspired.

"That guy has something, he's very powerful, I mean in terms of strength. At first I just heard Dumbledore say he was a student who loves potions. I thought he was similar to Snape. Gloomy, greasy bat who stays in the basement all day..."

Sirius criticized his old enemy unceremoniously, then realized that he might have strayed off topic, coughed a few times, and started talking about Godric again.

"When I went to rescue you with him, he seemed to have plenty of magic power, and when it came to destroying enemies, I have to say that he had some fantastic ideas and he was very flexible. Although I don't hate what he showed. This flexibility, but that guy sometimes seems a bit mysterious."

Sirius touched his chin and continued: "I don't know some of his spells, which is very strange, but his life experience does have some secrets, and I can't tell them."

Sirius turned his head and found that Regulus had been watching him seriously, probably interested in what he said.

He showed a happy expression and simply walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and continued chatting with Regulus.

"I don't know how many people have discovered it, but I think there is something wrong with the Brown brothers, the so-called brothers. I don't know how they deceived Dumbledore and actually used the same surname. Why? Brothers are enrolling in school. This sounds a little strange, right? But I am very sure, or I believe that the first thing I saw when I saw them was that they were not a family. "

Regulus' dry voice sounded: "What do you mean?"

Sirius subconsciously replied: "It's just that they are showing up as a pair of brothers..."

Then he looked at Regulus in surprise: "Did you just talk to me? You are finally willing to speak!"

Regulus turned his head, unwilling to meet Sirius' eyes.

His awkward look only pleased Sirius.

"Okay, you can speak if you want to. You haven't moved your mouth these days. I thought you became mute after being poisoned! If you really have any sequelae, I will have to think of a way to treat you. "

Then Sirius said regretfully: "Unfortunately, the suitable healers around me who can treat you, I mean people who belong to the Order of the Phoenix, can at least guarantee that you will not be harmed by that side. I can only carefully consider the candidates."

Regulus tilted his head slightly, looking at Sirius' troubled look, feeling indescribably irritated.

"It would be great if nothing happened to the Spohr family. Even St. Mungo's is a bit ambiguous now. It's not that they won't help, but they are very timid when people there ask for information about our people."

Sirius's face darkened: "At least some of the goals over there were achieved. Their evil deeds still deterred many people."

Perhaps thinking of Voldemort's cruelty, Regulus felt desolate in his heart.

"Fortunately there are still survivors in the Spohr family..." Sirius muttered.

"Shandy Spurr..." Regulus whispered the name.

This young man who has left the UK is lucky enough to survive even if he loses his parents.

"I heard that you helped Shandi Spohr in the school before he left?"

Hearing Sirius' words, Regulus just turned his head, avoiding Sirius's eyes.

"After I found out, I was actually quite happy. I felt that you weren't that bad yet. Then I found out that you were involved in something as big as a Horcrux. I was really a little frightened by you." Sirius' tone couldn't be said. of relief. "I'm really glad, Rael. I'm really glad that you came back from your lost ways."

Regulus held the glass of milk tightly in his hands, his fingers tensed and his body straightened.

"Rael... Now that you know the true identity of that person, actually..." Sirius seemed to hesitate again as he was about to say something. He opened his mouth several times, and finally let out a long sigh.

"No matter what you choose after you recover, I hope that the relationship between our brothers can be restored to what it was before. How about that?"

Hearing Sirius's words, Regulus had to turn back and look at Sirius.

He looked at the hope in Sirius's eyes, and felt as if something was burning in his heart. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't let go.

Since the breakup, there really hasn't been such a relaxing atmosphere between him and Sirius for a long, long time.