[HP Deer Dog] Speed ​​and Magic

When Sirius appeared in front of James again, it was already two months later.But James didn't recognize him.

During this period, he has been under Moody's training or oppression, and has maintained fighting, confronting the enemy, searching, evading and other activities. For cases where the accident was actually a magical murder, the Oblivion Curse was cast on Muggles on a large scale.Sirius was so disturbed by these things that he couldn't even take a good rest.

They are severely understaffed. As an extremely high-risk underground organization, on the one hand, they have to avoid Voldemort's eyeliner; Good magicians live in secluded places, walk away or simply defect.Voldemort is coming in menacingly, and the night has come.During these two months, Sirius was exposed to things that he would not have been exposed to in school anyway.

This did not cause him negative emotions, on the contrary, his blood was burning more and more, the pain and crying would only make him eager to do more, he has always acted swiftly and without knowing how to retreat, which made the people around him agree At the same time, it also made them a little uneasy.

"You should learn to protect yourself." Frank advised tactfully: "There are always people who need you to do this."

"Come on, I think you just want to show me how much you two love each other." Sirius teased him and his new wife Alice.

"As long as you learn how to do it, and don't run around without thinking, you'll be fine," Moody said.

During this period, Sirius met Regulus once.It was at a gathering of Death Eaters, and they dispersed quickly, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix who heard the news didn't find any clues, but Sirius still stopped Regulus in an alley.His younger brother looked thinner than when he ran away from home, as if there was some invisible psychological burden, reflected in his face with deep dark circles and unfathomable eyes.

"What are you doing here?" They asked at the same time, and at the same time showed disgust at this unanimous sentence.

"Of course I'm here to sweep you away." Sirius said, he was amazed that he didn't show it at this time, he didn't feel a little bit when he faced Regulus, who was also a Death Eater: "I'm so surprised, in After so many people died, you still..."

"Then try to maintain your arrogance. I understand you very well, Sirius. If you encounter a nine-chain problem, you will just cut it with a sword, and never think about why they are connected. But Soon you will find that there is nothing you can do, it's like losing your friend." Regulus whispered coldly, pulling his cloak and turning around.But Sirius grabbed his cloak faster than he could, snapping, "What do you mean?"

"I know you have a Muggle friend." Regulus said calmly, "And, let go of your hand, where is your upbringing?"

"Did you know? You really speak like our mother." Sirius let go of his hand slowly, and suddenly stretched out to grab it again.

His collar, gritted his teeth and said: "You reported, didn't you? When you were at Hogwarts, you reported James to the headmaster."

"Yes, and I'm surprised by the headmaster's move. Maybe it's just like what the Dark Lord said, he's too old to judge right from wrong..."

Sirius let the fists land on Regulus with delight, and was more than happy to resist the retaliation.

He didn't want to think about whether Regulus or any of the other Death Eaters had noticed James' presence after this damned sequence of events, or whether Voldemort had seen James' face the last time, he didn't want to think about it. A chain of harbingers of dire consequences to come, but he would have liked to see Jaime, in Animagus form.

He happily ran his paws across the wet ground in James' garden, bared his teeth to frighten away a little hare that was secretly eating cabbage, and scraped the mud off his paws on the carpet as he planed the door.In the evening, he had seen the Potters driving out. He felt that visiting James when he was alone might have a better chance of getting in. James' parents are very good, but as parents, they are unlikely to be willing. To see my son let a dirty stray dog ​​run into the house in the middle of the night.

It wasn't James who opened the door, but his golden-haired friend in the black bar. Sirius couldn't remember his name was Eric Ayers or something else. The other party looked at him suspiciously: "Oh, a lost dog?"

Sirius decided to rush in himself, and let out a loud cry.

"Hey, Iris, let it come in." James' head stuck out from behind the door of the living room, with a smile on his face: "It's my friend's dog." He came out and knelt down and stroked Sirius' back Mao on the board: "What's your name? Mao Mao? Little Spot? Little Black? Why are you here alone? Where's Sirius?"

Iris rolled his eyes and said bluntly, "James, you are so stupid every day."

"You're just jealous of my personal charm." James drove Sirius into the living room. A girl sat on the sofa and looked at them with a smile. Take the girl and kiss her.

"Hey, please, I just want to watch a movie, not a love show." This time it was James' turn to roll his eyes, he turned on the TV, adjusted the channel, and introduced with great interest: "This is James Bond, the rerun version .”

"Thanks." Iris leaned lazily on the sofa, with one hand on the shoulder of his female companion: "But we are using your spare room to make love, and it has nothing to do with the movie."

James went back to the carpet, sat next to Sirius, and complained plaintively, or just pretended plaintively: "You abandoned me, you heartbreaker who turns off the TV and doesn't recognize anyone."

"Get out." Iris couldn't stand it and hit him with a soda bottle, the girl beside her giggled, bent down and said to James affectionately: "You are still very popular, James, for example, Li Sha and her friends asked me about you."

"It's an honor." James gave her a smirk, took off his glasses, rumpled his hair, and pretended to hold up a glass of wine. Martini is something that cannot be expressed with expressions or words, so ignore it: "Just call me Bond, honey."

Sirius tilted his head, and didn't cry out for the occasion, although he wanted to laugh more at the sight.

"It's really...for God's sake." Iris covered his face weakly and let out a disgusted lament: "Baby, ignore him, really, he is just an egomaniac who likes to be noticed, Don't pay attention to him, don't fuel his fire, don't make him smug, once someone pays attention to him, he becomes a complete madman."

"I'll remember the lesson, Mr. Bond," said the girl half-truthfully, looking as if she really added fuel to the fire.

"Oh, yes, you only have one girl, and I have a brand-name sports car and a weak three thousand." James said sympathetically, "I understand your feelings, Iris, really."

The black dog next to him suddenly scratched James's trouser leg. He raised his head and saw that the title was almost over: "Hey, hell, I won't make trouble with you, the fun is about to begin."

"Go on, James." Iris said mockingly, standing up. "I'm going to have a good time with this real girl of mine. You can imagine it in front of the TV."

Leaning against Sirius, James stared at the TV, turned his hand and shook a non-threatening fist at the two men who were going upstairs.When he put it down, his hand rested on Sirius' furry ear, so he scratched the soft place, and the black dog let out a contented purr in his throat, and tilted his head on his paw.

Sirius enjoyed the almost peaceful scene, unlike what he had imagined, James was very quiet while watching the movie.Maybe it was just because James was alone at the moment, James hugged his knees against him, one hand stroked his head vaguely, Sirius fell into a deep sleep, feeling that his heart had never It's been so peaceful.

Until the ringing of the phone woke him up, and he found that James had fallen asleep against him, his glasses were askew on one side, and the TV was covered with snowflakes.He grunted and bit James' finger lightly. The dazed young man pushed his head away and groped for his glasses with one hand.

The phone rang continuously, and James stood up with his body still not fully awake and his drowsy head, and stumbled towards the table. While putting on his glasses, he picked up the topic and said vaguely: "Hello?"

He couldn't understand what was being said on the other end of the phone, it seemed to be talking about a car accident, it seemed to be talking about the hospital, it seemed to be talking about... parents?

James woke up instantly, a burst of cold air came from his feet and spread to his head, the microphone fell to the ground with a slap, and everything around him began to shatter.The black dog rolled over suddenly and ran towards him.

car accident.The news James got.

That was not a car accident.News from Sirius.

Inconsistent or not, they have the same painful function.

James didn't have time to see his parents for the last time. He ran out and took a taxi, but there was a traffic jam. He left the taxi and ran forward with all his strength. The car came to look for his Clyde, and the boss sternly yelled at the bewildered James to "get out of here!" He sent James to the hospital as fast as he could, risking the car overturning at any time.

Still a step late, when James stepped into the hospital, his parents stopped breathing in the emergency room, and it all happened almost at the same time.The distraught James staggered and fell to the ground, his nails dug deep into his palms.

At the same time, Sirius returned to the hidden headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix as quickly as possible.He had to find a Death Eater as soon as possible.

The author has something to say: Well, I don’t know if anyone is dissatisfied with the image of Regulus in my writing, dissatisfied or has other opinions, or everyone is a pure lion, so they don’t care about this character at all. .

In short, I’d like to share some of my thoughts: When many colleagues write about Regulus, they either write him as a cute and pitiful little angel with a cowardly character and a little white flower who was forced by the family to rise up at the last moment for an unworthy brother, Or it's the noble and glamorous Slytherin set.I can't even agree.

Regulus's early worship of Voldemort was obviously voluntary from the heart, and his later resistance to Voldemort was also entirely from his own heart. I think he has a strong sense of self like Sirius in the final analysis , They are more willing to obey their inner feelings. "I adore you because you are worthy." This should be Regulus' early attitude towards Voldemort. "I rebel against you because I find that you are not worth it." This should be Regulus' attitude towards Voldemort in the later period.I never thought he was a little white flower or anything, he is also a very individual character.

Many fans’ views on Regulus’ “weakness” are based on what Sirius said about Regulus in the fifth volume [Actually, it’s quite funny when you think about it, I think, on the one hand, in these fans, Sirius He is so black that he is completely inhuman, and on the other hand, he uses his words to sympathize with the characters he likes, what kind of a kind... well, I am excited again...], Sirius said he was "cowardly", in fact he meant He did not directly fight against the unfair blood theory and ancient family, but it turned out to be "evidence" that he was timid, introverted and autistic.Really are……

Of course, the above is just my personal understanding of the original characters.But I think this personality of Regulus is just like the spirit that exists in the blood of the Black family. He is a fighter who only fights for what he wants in his heart. I really think it's such a pity...