[HP] Five Poisons

Chi Mo's eyes fell on Regulus' left hand, the bluish-white touch was more intense and conspicuous than other places, it looked like... A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and Chi Mo was stunned, but now The situation did not allow him to be distracted, he gasped, and quickly turned back from the door.

"Who... who did it?..."

He opened his pupils in shock, opened his mouth tremblingly, but found that his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't even hear it clearly.

"...Who did it?!" Moistness filled the originally furious black eyes, and the eye circles were quickly dyed red, and he roared hoarsely, "Who made you like this?!——Is it the mysterious person?" ?! He did it!?"

"I'm going to kill him..." Chi Mo trembled angrily, "How dare he... how dare he..." He originally thought that Regulus was planning to fake his death in advance, but he never thought that the other party It really "died" once!

Being in the Five Poisons, he has never had to deal with various corpses. He is familiar with the daily changes of corpses after death, and he knows more about the secret methods of refining corpses.

But he never thought that one day, he would see these things on the people closest to him, seeing these...the characteristics that only belonged to the corpse...

The eyes hurt badly, as if something was about to come out, Chi Mo took a deep breath, his smile was uglier than crying, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm in Wudu... I haven't seen it before, you You idiot, wait until I cure you... I must beat you hard before I'm reconciled, and see if you dare to lie to me again in the future..."

Regulus watched the boy's flushed face from anger fade into pale in an instant, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart. When he spoke clearly, he was somewhat relieved, but Seeing the boy's face that was about to cry, it was more distressing.

If he was alone, he would not complain about such a body, and it would be a great miracle to be able to survive.

Even though such a body does not allow him to touch his treasure with his own hands, which makes him feel deeply regretful, he will not be depressed because of this, because...

"Being able to meet you is the greatest salvation for me."

Madam Pomfrey had just left, and Moody, who looked better, was still pale, sitting on the bench, listening to Harry's Hermione, who was sitting on both sides, telling him what had happened in the past few months.

"...So, that person really came back?" Moody raised his head against the large chandelier above his head and muttered to himself. It took him a long time to recover, stretched out his hand, and patted Harry weakly but firmly. shoulder, "You are as brave as your father, Harry."

Harry touched his ear shyly and smiled.

Hermione frowned worriedly. Why did the resurrection of the mysterious man need Harry's blood? Logically speaking, only someone like Principal Dumbledore can be called a strong enemy of the mysterious man. Yes, she won't shrink back because of fear. Recalling the nightmares that Harry often had this year, Hermione scratched her carefully combed hair irritably and bit her nails subconsciously. She always felt that Harry and the mysterious man There is an unknown connection between them.

"They're back!!" Ron ran back excitedly, yelling loudly before entering the door, "Harry! They're back!"

Harry stood up reflexively, and subconsciously wanted to go out to the principal's office, but the figures that came in behind Ron stopped him in time.

Harry, who survived the catastrophe, laughed from the bottom of his heart when he saw these elders, and before he could speak, he was hugged by Sirius who rushed up.

"As long as you're fine, Harry." Sirius hugged his godson tightly, even though he already knew Harry was fine, he still couldn't stop his fear.

Harry, who was stuffed in Sirius' arms, patted his trembling body under his hands, and comforted him, "I'm fine, don't worry, Sirius."

Responding to him were two tighter arms.

Fortunately, Sirius also knew that it was not time for mother-in-law, so he let go of Harry's head after he slapped his head. Together with the others, he turned his attention to Moody, who was not doing well, and the obvious Batty Jr. was poisoned and collapsed in a corner.

Dumbledore kindly asked Hermione who was sitting next to Moody, "Miss Granger, can you tell us what happened here tonight?"

Chi Mo looked at Regulus' exposed arm after rolling up his sleeves. The close contact made Chi Mo see every inch of the opponent's skin clearly, and his face suddenly became ugly.

Regulus stretched out his other hand and stroked Chi Mo's hair comfortingly, "It's okay."

Chi Mo turned his head sideways, glanced at the pair of dragon leather gloves that had been put on again, then raised his eyes to look at the smiling man, pursed his lips, held down the hand stretched out in front of him with one hand, and Holding a small knife in one hand, he cut a cut in that arm with a tense expression.

As imagined, no blood flowed from the wound. He didn't look up again, and used the blade of the knife to pry open the flesh on one side, so that he could observe what was going on inside.

……

Chi Mo put aside the small bottle of blood sample and skin collected, turned around and asked, "How long will it take to recover from a wound of this size?"

Regulus recalled the previous experience, "Almost a month."

"It takes more than three times the time of ordinary people." This kind of wound, for ordinary people, has almost healed within seven days. Chi Mo took two more things and asked Regulus to take off the gloves and try it , the result obtained is the same as what Regulus said before.

"It's a little strange..." Chi Mo frowned and looked at the safe dried flowers in his hand, then looked down at the pile of black ashes under his feet, "Why does the poison on your body only react to living things?" Those poisonous corpses are different. Logically speaking, they are so corrosive that these objects can be easily destroyed, but why there is no reaction at all when they touch dead objects.It feels like it is deliberately targeting living creatures.

It sounds cheating, but it is not easy to do this.Chi Mo frowned in confusion, not understanding how this kind of poison could tell whether the object it touched was alive or dead.

"What poison did he poison you at that time?" Chi Mo looked at the green blood in the crystal bottle in confusion, "It should be black..." Regulus' situation was completely different from what he had encountered before , even Deben cannot poison and corrode in a targeted manner like Regulus. Moreover, unlike Deben who retains some memories, Regulus is not affected except for his body becoming a poisonous corpse. , his memory is complete, no different from ordinary people.

After Deben became a poisonous corpse, the master was able to contact him because he refined another poison that could counteract it. Deben was voluntarily refined into Gu because he jumped into the blood pool of ten thousand Gu. , Even Master couldn't make him recover.But Regulus became like this only because of being poisoned, and the situation should be better than that of Deben. As long as he can find a way to get rid of the poison on his body, it should be fine.

Regulus put down his rolled up sleeves, buttoned his cuff buttons again, and shook his head. He also checked the relevant information, but none of the poisons matched the one he drank.

He reached out and smoothed the wrinkles between Chi Mo's eyebrows, and said softly, "Don't worry."

Chi Mo felt a little difficult to breathe. He struggled to restrain the turmoil in his heart, took a step forward, and hugged the man who made him feel at ease even though his arms were cold.He let out a long breath and tried his best to pull out a smile.

"I'll find a way, trust me."

"You also went to that cemetery just now?" Harry looked at the people who looked a little embarrassed, "How did you know there?"

"An old friend of mine discovered Peter's whereabouts." Dumbledore explained vaguely, and quickly changed the subject, "You are right, Harry, the safety of you and Digory is the most important thing instead of taking risks."

If Diggory hadn't stopped him in time, Harry, who was about to go on an adventure, coughed in embarrassment, and started to change the subject just like the old headmaster. "Before we left, we told them..." Harry paused, and finally chose to confess, "I used the Killing Curse, Headmaster, and I wanted to kill him."

"Merlin..." McGonagall exclaimed. Before that, she had always thought that it was Digory who used the Killing Curse—after all, he was a sixth-grade student, and in some critical moments, he would not act like the lower grades. Many scruples.

After Mag's exclamation, the room fell into silence.

Harry looked at Dumbledore and Sirius anxiously and anxiously—these two were the people he cared about, and only he knew how disturbed he was when he told this matter, afraid that they would look at them strangely. To see him.

Ron was dissatisfied with everyone's silence, and complained angrily, "Who cares so much at that time! That's the mysterious man! If Harry didn't do that, maybe he wouldn't be able to come back!!"

"They want to kill Harry!" Hermione, who was equally worried, couldn't help but defend Harry loudly, "If Harry doesn't do that, he will die!" And, to be honest, she doubted that Harry Can the killing curse really kill the mysterious person...

Sirius frowned and looked at the two outraged Gryffindors with disapproval, and then looked at Harry, "Why do you think that? Of course no one will blame you! In fact, I'm just a little surprised." It was Diggory in the sixth grade who killed Peter, "Nice job! Harry! You did nothing wrong!"

Harry looked at the old headmaster again, and after seeing him nodding again, he finally felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. "Is he... dead?"

Dumbledore nodded.

Before Harry could react, Hermione couldn't help asking, "Really? Is he really dead? That mysterious man?!"

Dumbledore was stunned, and Sirius frowned, "Peter is the one who died." He glanced at Harry who lowered his head when he heard the news, "...Your original target was the mysterious man?"