[Comprehensive] Sean

"What's the matter?" Steven stroked the back of Sean's head.

"Thinking about something." Xiao En said briefly, and asked back: "Why do you have time to accompany me here today?"

"I'm really worried about you alone." After Steven finished speaking, he glanced at Voldemort who was sitting next to Sean.

Sirius has restrained his expression since Voldemort came, and stared at him intently, looking very dissatisfied.Regulus also took a step back in fear, unconsciously hid his body behind Edward, and lowered his head.

Edward frowned when he saw Regulus' strange behavior. He looked at Voldemort, but found that his abilities were of no use to him.

Voldemort didn't care about other people's gaze at all, just sat quietly beside Sean.

"Little master!" Kreacher stared at a pair of huge eyes, sobbing and appeared behind Regulus. Edward was taken aback by Kreacher's appearance out of thin air. With his superhuman perception, he didn't even notice such a person ugly things.

"Little master..." Kreacher's tears fell down, his cloudy eyeballs looked up and down at Regulus, and then he sat on the ground and wept loudly, chanting words.

"What is this?" Edward couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Regulus knelt down, hesitated for a moment, and slowly patted Kreacher's head.

Kreacher barely stopped crying, grabbed Regulus' hand, and said as he walked to the basement: "The old lady misses you every day, and he must be very happy to see you back."

Regulus followed Kreacher into the basement, watched as Kreacher took off a piece of white cloth with great care. Behind the white cloth was a picture frame, inside which was a woman with disheveled hair and cloudy eyes who blocked his eyes because he was not used to the light. Eye.

Regulus took two steps forward, wanted to speak but didn't know what to say, he didn't even know who this lady was.

The woman finally got used to the light, she put down her hand and saw Regulus in front of her.She opened her eyes wide and tremblingly wanted to touch Regulus, but her fingertips could only touch the oil painting paper after all, and she burst into tears.

Regulus touched his cheek and found that his face was also covered with tears. He hesitated for a moment, reached out his hand, and stroked the drawing paper.

At the door of the basement, Sirius stood beside Sean expressionlessly, like an outsider.

Steven took two steps back, thinking that the mother and son who had been reunited for a long time should be given some space. He turned around and saw Voldemort beside him.Voldemort stared at Sean indifferently, the tearful scene had no effect on him.

Steven asked suddenly: "What kind of person is Arris?"

Voldemort glanced at him, then turned his attention to Sean, "It's a person... who I want to approach, surpass and become in my whole life."

Regulus pulled Sean aside and handed him an iron box.

"what is this?"

"Kreacher gave it to me, saying I gave it to him before I went to the Muggle world."

Sean said unexpectedly: "You? Why?"

Regulus shook his head and said, "I don't remember. Kreacher also said that I once told him that if I can't come back, I should keep this box well. If Voldemort wants to harm the Black family, he will send this box to him." Something for Ares Gaunt. You are Ares Gaunt, aren't you?"

Sean smiled and said, "Is this what Kreacher told you too?"

Regulus nodded and said, "Maybe I didn't expect that my death would have such a big impact on the Black family. Now that the Black family has existed in name only, this thing is useless to me."

"Understood." Sean accepted the box and said, "Next, where do you want to go?"

"Secret, you can't catch us."

Sean smiled without saying a word.

"Just let them go like this?" Sean looked at Steven unexpectedly.

Steven smiled and said, "Don't worry, since the possibility of new species has been known, the government will take corresponding measures."

"I'm surprised that the government didn't directly catch a few of them for experiments this time."

"With the lessons learned from the mutants, no matter how stupid the people in the government are, they dare not act rashly."

Sean took out the iron box Regulus gave him from his arms, and studied it in his hands. At noon, he found a switch in the crack. There was a blooming flower in the box. It couldn't be named, but it was protected by magic. As it grows in the soil.

Voldemort's face changed instantly when he saw the flower.

Seeing his appearance, Sean turned cold, "What? Do you know what this is?"

Voldemort returned to his indifferent appearance, smiled, and said: "Lombards flowers are very rare, and probably not many people in the entire wizarding world have seen them, I'm just surprised that there is a priceless flower in this box. "

"Really?" Sean sneered, "I don't know what's the use of it?"

"It seems that it can be used as a medicinal material. I don't know what diseases it can treat."

"So that's how it is." Sean received the box to himself, and said, "Have you seen what exactly Regulus has become?"

"The skin is pale, avoids the sun, the body is stiff and cold, and the five senses have evolved. These characteristics are similar to vampires. However, they are slightly different from vampires in the wizarding world. They are cleaner and do not have some fishy smell."

"Vampire?" Sean smiled and looked at Steven: "Do you suddenly feel that the era you live in is much cuter?"

Steven sighed and said, "I already had this idea a few years ago."

Sean looked at the bouquet of flowers, which looked more like plant roots than flowers.Thinking of Voldemort's words, Sean couldn't help sneering.Voldemort was telling the truth, but only half of the truth. Based on the expression he showed the moment he saw this thing, Sean could conclude that he must have something to do with it.

What Regulus said is very interesting, once Voldemort is against the Black family, will he give this flower to himself?

How much did the bastard Tom do behind his back?

There was a knock on the door, and Sean put the flowers back in the box, and then hid the box in the drawer, "Come in."

Tony poked his head with a smile and said, "Sean, are you free now?"

"Yes, I have."

Tony fidgeted and rubbed his hands, and said, "I want to talk to you about Hogwarts."

"Didn't we already agree? I promise this time it won't be like last time."

Tony stroked Sean's hair and said, "Why do you have to go back? Whether it's the Gunter family or the Black family, your friends and relatives have passed away. Since you don't have access to the past, you won't think about it." In the past, why don’t you go back? Alris’s life is over, you should live your own life, the life that belongs to Sean. If you are afraid of Voldemort, then don’t worry, Iron Man and Captain America is not a small character to be manipulated."

"...Tony, I still want to..."

"Why are you obsessed with the past?" Tony asked, "Is it because you are afraid of Voldemort, or because you care about him?"

Xiao En froze for a moment, then smiled wryly and said, "Maybe I'm destined to die at his hands twice."

In the dead of night, a black figure quietly appeared in Sean's bedroom. Voldemort walked to the bed in a black robe, and saw Sean sleeping soundly.He raised his hand to touch Sean's cheek, but stopped when he was about to get close.

He stood up, gathered some blue light in his hands, and explored among them.

"What are you looking for?" Sean sat up and looked at him with a half-smile.

Voldemort froze.

Sean lifted the quilt and said, "You have many Death Eaters, and you actually did it yourself this time. It seems that this thing is not only important to you, but also very secret, so secret that you don't trust anyone to do it. I'm getting more and more curious, I'll give you two options, either you tell me honestly what this thing is for, or I'll look it up myself."

Voldemort turned around and looked at him bitterly.

"It seems that you chose the second option," Xiao En nodded, he sighed, and said, "It really fits your usual style. Let's go, I'm sleepy."

"...that's..." Voldemort said suddenly, "to cure... dragon wart."

"Dragon wart disease?" Sean was taken aback for a moment, then stood up abruptly, his face pale, "Is the dragon wart disease you are talking about Abu's disease?"

"……Yes."

"I remember that this kind of disease is not difficult to cure, but this kind of potion is very rare. Many people died because they didn't get enough medicinal ingredients. Did you hide this herb?"

"……Yes."

"Did you get the news that Abu needed the herb, did you deliberately pull out the herb in advance?"

"……Yes."

"Are you doing this to kill Abu?"

"..."

Sean raised his head, but the tears in the corners of his eyes still slid down, "Let's go..."

Thinking about it carefully, his memories with Voldemort are all based on deceit and lies.What Sean couldn't figure out was that in the previous life, Alris saw Voldemort clearly at the end, but in this life, he clearly knew what kind of person Voldemort was, but why did he still feel so uncomfortable?

Tony is now on the train platform, frowning and saying, "Every time you get on this train, I feel uneasy."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen, I promise."

"You seem to have promised so last time."

Sean patted Tony on the shoulder with a smile, ended up with the luggage in his hand, skillfully cast a shrinking spell, and walked onto the train.After sitting down on the carriage, Sean waved to Tony who was standing outside.

After the train started, Sean stretched his waist, lowered the curtains, and wanted to take a nap on the train.

"Go away, this is my box."

Sean opened his eyes, and it was the little fat man he had seen in Gaunt Castle again.Arris crossed his legs and squinted his eyes for a while, then actually stood up and walked out of the box.

Sean knows what kind of person Alris is. However, most of Voldemort's arrogant and cold personality is learned from him, and he and Abramovich did not give in when they confronted each other before.

What is the identity of this little fat man?