HP: The New God from Hogwarts

The third floor of the potion shop.

The entire floor was painted in festive red by Harry.

On the wall, two small photo frames hung below the large photo of Taowu, Harry, and Sirius.

In a photo frame surrounded by moon-white lilies, on some old photo paper, James has clear and handsome features, and shows a smile as bright as the warm sun towards the camera. Lily holds his arm affectionately, with picturesque features and clear smile. The brightest moon in the night sky.

Beautiful women should be paired with handsome men!

There was a broken photo in another red photo frame. In the photo, James, Sirius and Remus were sixteen or seventeen years old. They were wearing Gryffindor school uniforms, holding hands and smiling brightly. A small part of Si's side was torn open, which should be where Peter had been.

But now, he only deserves to be in the trash can.

On days when there was no Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts, Remus always came here to be with Sirius.

The two of them lazily nestled in the soft sofa, shoulder to shoulder, watching the programs on TV that Sirius had brought from the Muggle world.

It was so comfortable that my legs were swinging.

Regulus stayed alone in the room and quietly read some books about dark magic.

His life seemed to be back on track.

No, it is a more wonderful day than before.

He no longer had to listen to his mother's endless scoldings every day, he no longer had to live a precarious life with Voldemort, and he no longer had to use notes to communicate with his brother.

Every time my brother's smart and handsome godson comes, he always brings a lot of fun about Hogwarts.

Also, the girl he likes always comes over and forces the three of them to taste the dark dishes she cooks.

His pale fingertips turned over the brittle paper happily, and the flapping sound of the paper made him truly feel that he was truly alive.

He longed to live, to survive like this.

But the poison that had been spreading in his body since more than ten years ago suddenly caused pain like a heart-breaking pain, warning him.

He is a man whose life is short.

Every time the severe pain comes unexpectedly, in a quiet and comfortable afternoon, in a vibrant morning, or in a quiet and peaceful night of sleep.

The pain that ripped apart the heart and bones abruptly tore all the good things into pieces.

In the quiet and warm room, there was only the crackling sound of the stove. Regulus covered his heart, his face was as pale as paper, and there were thin beads of sweat on his forehead due to pain.

Through the door, the cheerful music from the TV and the relaxed laughter of Sirius and Remus could be heard.

Regulus crouched under the table, breathing heavily. He bit the tip of his tongue to resist the tearing pain from his heart, not wanting to make a sound.

I don’t want to disturb the warm time of my brother and friends.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of flames rising.

I also heard a familiar voice asking.

"Where's Rael?"

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and smiled, even though the pain was causing him to hallucinate.

As soon as Momo got out of the fireplace, she saw Sirius and Remus hugging each other on the sofa, laughing.

The friendship between boys can be so childish and funny sometimes, but also very sincere.

"Good afternoon, Luna!"

Seeing her patting her robe and getting out of the fireplace, Sirius immediately let go of Remus, jumped up from the sofa, and gave her a warm hug.

"Good afternoon!" Momo smiled, pushing the Black family's clingy big dog away, and greeted Remus on the sofa, "Good afternoon, Professor Lupin!"

"Good afternoon, Luna." Remus also stood up and straightened his somewhat wrinkled clothes, "Thank you for finding the Moonflower. Severus improved the Wolfsbane potion, and now I can switch freely. The werewolf form is no longer affected by the full moon night."

The expression on Remus's face was indescribably light, and his whole person was as radiant as a new life.

In the past, he always wore a gentle smile, but his expression was indescribably tired.

The shackles of the werewolf brought him too much suffering.

"When did you and Snotlout get so close?" Sirius jumped back and bumped Remus' shoulder with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay, where's Rael?"

Momo interrupted Sirius's gag and took out the bottle of potion tightly wrapped in a handkerchief from her pocket. She had not forgotten the purpose of coming today.

It was definitely not about watching Sirius perform stand-up comedy.

"Read a book in the room." Sirius withdrew his shoulder from bumping into Remus again and turned on his toes in the direction of Regulus' room.

"He's been like this since he was a child. He always likes to stay alone and read, and doesn't like others to disturb him. Is there something urgent that comes to him suddenly?"

Sirius' footsteps stopped at the door, but his hands were behind his back without any movement. He lowered his head and lowered his eyes to look at Taowu, but his deep black eyes were full of grievances like a dog that had been abandoned.

"If you have anything to do with Rael, why can't you come to me?"

"Detoxify him! Or do you want to detoxify him too?"

Knowing that he was causing trouble, Taowu opened the handkerchief layer by layer wrapping the potion bottle, faced Sirius with the mouth of the bottle, and quickly uncorked the bottle.

"How about you Black brothers, one and a half!"

The terrifying smell instantly overflowed from the bottle and headed straight towards Sirius, who was facing him.

The sense of smell of dogs and wolves is many times sharper than that of ordinary people.

Sirius' face instantly turned pale, and he covered his mouth in an effort to suppress the nausea rising in his stomach.

Remus, who was standing far away, was not immune. The wolf's sense of smell was no worse than that of a dog. His gentle smile could not be stretched at this moment, and there was pain written all over his face.

Taowu quickly plugged the bottle cap again, took out the mint-flavored incense from her pocket and gave it to them to smell it.

A cool and fragrant smell rushed to the Tianling Gai, suppressing the sour waves in the stomachs of the two dogs and wolves.

Sirius held on to the wall in pain and looked at the medicine bottle in her hand with a complex expression: "The potion brewed with snot is still so disgusting and outstanding. I even suspect that some Death Eaters died from taking his medicine."

Remus touched his numb nose: "But the improved version of Wolfsbane potion he gave me last time was fine. Except for the smell of garlic, it was quite bearable."

The gentle Professor of Defense Against Dark Arts glanced at the bottle of terrifying potion with concern, and raised his concerns: "Will this potion detoxify you if you drink it? This is so disgusting."

Taowu looked down at the black and green potion in his hand with a complex expression, which looked like thick vomit for a long time, and fell into a long silence.

If you let her drink this potion.

She might as well poison her to death.