Cannon Fodder's Struggle History

Voldemort came out of the study and saw that the small living room was quiet, except for a single lamp on the table, with a small puff of white smoke coming out of the wick.

"Wishing lamp?" He picked it up, looked at it, and frowned. This thing is something to coax children. There is magic power in the lamp oil. After lighting it, a small wish can be fulfilled, such as going to a certain place, or Get a certain item, and there is a limit to the magic power.

Judging from the magic fluctuations left in the room, the boy should have been teleported somewhere.Fortunately, he left a magic mark on the boy, and he could feel the boy's position at any time.

"A Muggle place? Damn it, you better be okay!" Voldemort, who hated Muggles in his heart, sensed where Regulus was, and a trace of violence flashed in his eyes. If those lowly Muggles dare to hurt the little boy If he had, he would have razed that place to the ground.

"Apparition." After only hearing Voldemort's cold voice, he completely disappeared from the living room.

Regulus threatened Tobias to finish Irene. He was looking at the house. It was too dilapidated. Looking from the window, the small river outside meandered by. The black water was obviously polluted by industry. The banks of the small river are overgrown with weeds and stinky garbage is everywhere.

Skimpy girls and drunk men pass by from time to time, typical slums.

"It seems that you should change your place of residence, ma'am." Regulus curled his lips and shook his head.

Irene stood opposite with embarrassment, she opened her mouth, and then closed it again. Since Tobia went bankrupt, they owe a lot of money, and they can only rely on her to do odd jobs to make ends meet. money.

Only then did Tobia see clearly the little boy in front of him. He was wearing an expensive silk robe. Although the style was a bit strange, it was expensive enough just made of silk, not to mention wearing an emerald brooch on his chest. The light can blind a person's eyes.

It turned out that this little devil was so rich, Tobia looked at Regulus and then Irene in disbelief, but this woman kept him in poverty! !

Although there was resentment in his heart, Tobia didn't dare to take any action after being dealt with mercilessly by Regulus.

"Don't worry, since Mrs. Snape is willing to serve me, then I will not treat her badly." Regulus was not worried at all. Since the birth of the children of the Black family, there are twenty gold plus gold every month. Long's pocket money is stored in Gringotts and he hasn't used a penny until now.

Hearing Regulus' arrogant words, Tobia's eyes flashed a gleam of joy, even if he was a devil, so what, as long as he can live a decent life, that's enough.

Suddenly, a person appeared in the living room. Voldemort saw Regulus sitting on the sofa at a glance, and he was relieved to find that he was not injured at all. This kind of constant worry is too tormenting. .

"Voldemort..." Regulus was worrying about how to go back, when the sudden appearance of the Dark Lord surprised and delighted him, and jumped into his arms.

Picking up the little boy and hugging him into his arms, Voldemort's eyes finally fell on Irene who was standing aside.

"Irene Puslin?" He had a good memory, not to mention that Irene was a master of potions, and after graduation, she married a Muggle desperately.

"Senior Reard." Irene opened her mouth and called out loudly.

When he saw the scar on the corner of her mouth clearly, Voldemort suddenly burst out with a huge pressure, his eyes fixed on Tobias who was shivering aside, and he said coldly: "Irene Puslin, you are simply unworthy!" Be a wizard! Fall in love with a lowly Muggle, so weak and selfish that he can't even protect his own children!!"

Such words made Irene cover her face and start crying. As a woman, she just fell in love with a man!

Regulus didn't understand Voldemort's anger, and the sudden strong disgust and contempt made the Dark Lord's body tremble.

That's it, his mother, with the great and noble blood of Slytherin, foolishly fell in love with a lowly Muggle, tarnishing this ancient and noble blood!

The scene before him made Voldemort think of the stupid woman and that damned man.

"Avadaso..."

"No, no, Senior Reard, please don't hurt him!!" The weeping Irene threw herself on Tobias, protected him behind her, screamed, and interrupted Voldemort's death curse.

Although he didn't know why Voldemort lost control of his emotions, Regulus felt a sore feeling in his heart. He hugged the Dark Lord's neck tightly, and his small and soft body pressed against his body. The warm feeling came from the touch. The place where it touched spread to Voldemort's whole body.

"Let's go back, this is the path she chose, let her take it on herself." Regulus said sullenly, pressing his tender little cheek against Voldemort's stiff face.

Tightly holding this little boy in his arms, tender and warm, this boy now belongs to him, this realization brought Voldemort back to his senses, and he glanced at Tobias and Irene in disgust, as if Saw nasty slugs.

"Apparation."

The two disappearing people restored the dilapidated room to its original appearance. Tobias squeezed his fists, but he didn't dare to hit Irene again. He was afraid that those two terrifying people would come back again.

So, Tobias Snape was nothing more than a violent, timid and cowardly man, but it was a pity that Irene Puslin just fell in love with such a man.

The Dark Lord who returned to the manor was a little unhappy, but he didn't want to talk about himself with Regulus, because he was trying to forget his scars.

Seeing this, Regulus began to change the subject, expressing his ambition to make the best beauty potion and make a fortune.Such an utterly adorable gesture made the Dark Lord amused.He thought quite connivingly, if the little boy was tossing until the gold Galleons were exhausted, he would just reluctantly support him.

After that, Regulus took out all his pocket money, exchanged it for more than 1 pounds, rented a house, let Irene and her husband live in it, and then made a list of the beauty potions he needed. , provide materials for Irene to make it as soon as possible, he has to see the effect before making the next step.

As for getting along with Voldemort, it seemed normal, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Voldemort spoiled Regulus to the point of indulgence, and it could be said that he was obedient.

The place where he sleeps is Voldemort's bedroom, even the study room can come in and out at will, and the house elves in the entire manor always follow Regulus' request first.

In short, when the Black couple visited Voldemort's manor, what they saw was their lovely little son sitting on Voldemort's lap, the whole person leaning against his arms, and what Voldemort held were freshly baked butter biscuits, He was feeding Regulus gently.

With just one glance, Voldemort put down the biscuit, picked up the delicious milk tea instead, and still fed it to the boy himself.

The couple felt a sudden cardiac arrest. When had they ever seen Voldemort treat someone so pamperingly, and he still served him personally.

"What's the matter?" The Dark Lord has always been superior to his subordinates, and he looked at the Black couple with his usual ruthless eyes.

"MYLord, Christmas is approaching. Rael hasn't seen his brother Sirius for a long time. We want to take Rael home for Christmas." Finally, Orion mustered up his courage and stepped forward to tell them intention of coming.

Before the Dark Lord got angry, Regulus pulled Voldemort's clothes, raised his head and asked, "Viddy, come to my house to spend Christmas together. I'm going back to prepare presents."

This intimate address changed the faces of the Black couple again, and Voldemort actually asked Regulus to call him Viddy.

It's just too intimate.

Hearing what Regulus said and seeing his high spirits, Voldemort nodded in agreement even though he didn't want the little boy to go home.

Regulus, who finally returned to Black's old house, had not had time to catch his breath before he was led into the study by the Black couple and began to inquire about getting along with Voldemort.

Blinking his eyes, Regulus said with a natural blank expression that Voldemort was a very good uncle, caring and thoughtful, and caring for others.

After the mouth corners of the Black couple twitched, they finally waved Regulus back to the room to rest. The person his son described must not be Voldemort.

Christmas is a time for family reunion, even Sirius has come back from school, the whole hall has been decorated, the huge Christmas tree is hung with shining stars, and the top is the coat of arms of the Black family.

The house elves are busy preparing a sumptuous Christmas dinner.

"I'm back." Sirius expected his mother to yell at him hysterically, but Mrs. Black just glanced at him and continued to adjust Regulus's little tie.

"Welcome home, brother." Regulus gave Sirius a friendly smile.

Sirius snorted and didn't talk to him. He felt that the atmosphere in the house was very strange. When those uncles and aunts entered the door, they all greeted Regulus with smiles on their faces and said words of praise.

Oh, Merlin, didn't he know that his younger brother was so popular, handsome, polite, personable, with a bright future?

This made Sirius, who had always been the most concerned about the Black family, a little uncomfortable.

All kinds of gifts were brought in, many of which were for Regulus, and the gifts he received filled the entire room.

Sirius thought uncomfortably, he also has presents, I don't know what James gave him, it must be much more interesting than the flashy things sent by these nobles.

Sirius, who had always been the center of attention, was left out in the cold, and all Black's adults revolved around Regulus.

Even the stern and stern father was full of praise for Regulus. Sirius was cutting the beef with a knife, and saw his mother move a plate of snacks to Regulus with a smile.

What happened at home?Sirius, who had fully prepared to face the anger of his parents, was deeply depressed and lost.

They didn't even ask him why he chose Gryffindor! !