Cannon Fodder's Struggle History

Regulus stood obediently in front of Mrs. Black, letting the house elf wait for him to change into the dress needed for the evening banquet.

The room covered with extremely soft and gorgeous carpets was filled with all kinds of little dresses. Judging from Mrs. Black's critical eyes, she was still dissatisfied with Regulus's little black dress.

"Put on another set, the cut of the collar is not beautiful enough." After looking at it for a while, she shook the feather fan in her hand and continued to direct the house-elf.

Regulus already had the urge to cry, no matter what suit it was, Madam Black could always pick out the faults, cuffs, collar, buttons, hem... He was about to collapse.

"Mom, are there any distinguished guests coming to today's banquet?" Seeing Mrs. Black's face like an enemy, Regulus had to remember that the Black Lord's family was almost loyal to the Dark Lord. only.

They gave Regulus a slightly surprised look, they didn't expect Rael to be so perceptive, it seemed that they put most of their attention on Sirius and ignored their youngest son.

"Yes, Rael, it is a great honor to invite Lord Voldemort today. If he comes, the Black family must not be disrespectful." Closed the feather fan, when Mrs. Black said about Voldemort, her serious and tense face turned soft Come down, with palpable fanaticism and adoration.

"But Mom, this is my ninth birthday party. Would the lord be willing to come?" Regulus blinked, and the house elf tied the bow tie for him.

"Maybe, okay, Rael, you just need to spend your ninth birthday happily." Mrs. Black finally looked at the silk dress on him with satisfaction, leaned down and kissed Regole. Si's pink cheeks, with a mother's unique tenderness in his eyes: "Honey, happy birthday!"

"Thank you, Mom." Regulus also kissed Mrs. Black back.

The hall of the banquet has been decorated, and the starlight effect is made by magic on the head. The dining table in the corner of the hall is decorated with a pure white tablecloth embroidered with silver thread, with blooming flowers placed on it, and a band sculpture carved from white marble. Under the influence of magic, melodious music is played.

Of course, as a banquet for nobles in the wizarding world, even if it was Regulus' birthday, his nine-year-old little bean was not the protagonist.After the guests in formal attire delivered the gifts they had prepared, they began to get together through the banquet, to connect with each other or win useful help, and even more to test each other's minds.

Even if they belong to the same Death Eaters, it is impossible for them all to be happy and happy, and intrigues and ulterior motives abound.

The performance of Regulus surprised the Black couple. He was wearing a black dress with a small diamond tie pin pinned to his clothes, and there was a slight smile on his fleshy cheeks, elegant and calm. welcomes guests.

He was not as inconspicuous as usual, and they even felt that this Regulus was more in line with their requirements for an heir than Sirius who was always getting into trouble.

She is very sensible and considerate, and now her gestures are even more noble and elegant, and her etiquette is damn perfect.

After the two looked at each other, they continued to greet the guests tacitly, but they both understood what the other wanted to express. At least from today, Sirius was not the only heir to the Black family.

Halfway through the banquet, Regulus thought that the Dark Lord would not come, and he also received a lot of gifts, children's broomsticks, black pearl bracelets, diamond hairpins... piled up in a room.

While leading a group of little Doudings to play, suddenly the sound of talking at the banquet and clinking glasses stopped, and everyone turned their heads to look at the door.

"Merlin, it's Lord Voldemort!" Regulus heard a surprised voice, and a lady who spoke even had flushed cheeks, staring straight ahead without blinking.

He looked up curiously, damn it, he was too short, his sight was completely blocked by the long skirt and dress pants.

"Welcome, MyLord." Orion greeted him with surprise on his face, and saluted Voldemort respectfully.

The man just nodded slightly. At this moment, Mrs. Black hurriedly pulled Regulus forward.

He finally met the legendary Dark Lord. He had such an enviable appearance. His black hair was like black pearls. He was wearing a simple black robe with no extra decorations on his body, but he still became the most popular among the crowd. Dazzling one.

It's just that Regulus felt that something was wrong, his skin had a sickly paleness, his whole face had no superfluous expression, it was as stiff as a stone, there was not much rationality in those red eyes, more What is more depressing and frightening is madness.

With just one glance, Regulus was defined, a cold, ruthless and dark man, who may have lost his mind.

Merlin's underwear, such a person is the leader of the Death Eaters, he is simply the villain representative of the public enemy.

"Lord Voldemort, it's an honor to meet you." Regulus did not lose his composure, but greeted Voldemort with a smile of surprise and admiration.It's just that he is small and immature, and his unrestrained movements are a little bit cute that makes people smile.

Originally Voldemort was impatient, but this little boy stood in front of him, speaking the words of welcome in a tender voice, which actually calmed his extremely irritable and out-of-control emotions for a long time, as if being comforted by a child same.

This feeling made him feel very comfortable, and it also made him remember this boy thoroughly.

"Regulus? What a surprise." The Dark Lord finally spoke, his voice was cold but extremely sexy, and it felt like a feather was gently scratching his ears Like the atrium, it makes the body numb.

Regulus swore, he had never heard such a manly and ecstatic voice!

"A little gift, it suits you very well." The Dark Lord presented a velvet box tied with a dark green ribbon, and said lightly.

Feeling the fluctuation of magic power coming from the box, the smile on the corner of Regulus' mouth deepened, it must be a good thing.

"Thank you for your gift, I like it very much." Opening the package, there is a snake-shaped brooch inlaid with emeralds in the box, which is shining brightly, and it is also a magical jewelry, obviously of great value.

The Dark Lord showed a rare smile, but the smile hung on his stiff face, no matter how you looked at it, it was a little distorted.

It seemed that the Dark Lord had begun to split his soul. Regulus remembered the movie he had watched, and it seemed that there was a Dark Lord in his youth in the second movie, and that was part of the Dark Lord's soul.

When the real protagonist of the banquet arrived, those wizards rushed over with fanaticism in their eyes. As for Regulus, he had to do whatever he wanted to do. It was not for children to participate in the adults' world.Even the Blacks put themselves aside and circled Voldemort courteously.

The wizards surrounding the Dark Lord made the Dark Lord's already unstable emotions on the verge of erupting. Impulsive, he almost wanted to give these people a heartbreak, and his face was very ugly.

"Orion, bring Regulus to me!" The Dark Lord gave an order indifferently, maybe the boy could make him feel better.

When those wizards heard such a strange order, they couldn't help but look at Regulus with scrutiny and jealousy. This is just an ordinary little wizard, why would the Dark Lord treat him differently?

Orion pushed Regulus in surprise and let him go to the Dark Lord by himself.

"Lord Voldemort." Regulus greeted him obediently, wondering why the Dark Lord was looking for him.

"Come here!" Voldemort ordered proudly, and let Regulus sit beside him. He wanted to know if this boy could really calm him down.

It really wasn't his illusion, the little soft body just sat down next to him, he calmed down strangely, his whole brain seemed to have been washed by ice water, he became calm and rational, and his whole body and mind fell into a trance. In a very pleasant feeling.

He hadn't enjoyed such a comfortable mood for a long time.

Having become the leader of the feared Death Eaters, Voldemort has always been arrogant and self-willed. He ignored the gazes of those wizards, and he hugged Regulus' small body into his arms.

The boy's tender body was very soft, a very light fragrance wafted from his body, and he was very well-behaved, as if he was born to him. The Dark Lord felt that he could keep the boy by his side.

Immediately, there were gasps in the banquet hall one after another, and those wizards were stunned to see the Dark Lord's absolutely gentle movements, not to mention actually holding a child in his arms.

Merlin, they read right! !A few wizards even rubbed their eyes unapologetically, but yes, the second son of the Black family did sit obediently on the Dark Lord's lap!

Back then, a female wizard recklessly flung herself into her arms, only to touch the corner of the Dark Lord's clothes, and he used Cruciatus to clean her up until she almost died!

Regulus didn't think so much, the man's embrace was different from his own, it was actually very warm and comfortable, and there was a cold fragrance on his body, and a familiar feeling.

Regulus paused for a moment. Could it be that this time Pokkali became the Dark Lord?Then he shook his head, but he always felt that something was missing, which made him a little unsure. Brother Shang Lu shouldn't be so stupid...

The Dark Lord stood up with Regulus in his arms, and said in a cold voice to the Blacks: "This boy will stay by my side for a while."

Before the Blacks could speak, the Dark Lord strode towards the door. His words were orders.

When the slender figure disappeared at the door, a pot exploded in the silent banquet hall, and those wizards lost the slightest aristocratic demeanor, and all began to speculate about the Dark Lord's intentions.

You know, since Voldemort established the Death Eaters, he has always been a high-ranking king, and he has never been so gentle to anyone, even hugging someone and leaving!

Moreover, in the past few years, the Dark Lord's temper has become more and more violent. As long as he doesn't like it, he will definitely throw it to him, which makes many Death Eaters shudder.

Some wizards even inquired about the news from the Black couple overtly and covertly. They wanted to know what was special about Regulus that deserved the attention of the Dark Lord.

The couple smiled wryly at each other, and faced the wizard's inquiry, they had no choice but to send it away vaguely.

Unexpectedly, the youngest son, who is not very eye-catching on weekdays, would be favored by Voldemort.They also don't know what exactly Voldemort is looking for in Regulus! !

This night, many people are destined to be unable to sleep.