[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

"I'm sorry he did such... such a bad thing."

When bringing the news of Peter's death to his mother, Enid Pedirou, she was silent for a long time, almost shaky.She is not a witch with a strong will and a strong will. She has a good magical talent, but over the years, she has been used to a peaceful life with her son and her son. Living through an unbearable landslide will one day destroy his family and life.

"He was a very timid child, always timid," she murmured, pale and incoherent.Her face showed a kind of humble pleading, a kind of trance-free.Her voice was very low, almost talking to herself, as if she was trying to convince herself, she said over and over again, "I think this matter should be mainly blamed on me, because I didn't provide him with a better environment. He didn't make that right choice when he was threatened...but sorry maybe I shouldn't have said this but he really valued you guys and you were friends he cared about and he made a mistake and I know it can't be made up for but I believe that at least in the last moment of his life, he really...really wanted to..."

"Really want to protect my friend." Remus finished for her softly, his voice hoarse, "I know what you mean, Aunt Enid... I think I saw it, at that moment , he could choose to run away, but he didn't, he raised his wand and pointed it at the Death Eaters who wanted to hurt his friend, and he probably regrets his choice."

It's just that after people have made a choice, no matter what the reason is, they always have to bear the corresponding price, and no one can be an exception.Enid nodded again and again, grabbing Remus' arm as if grasping at the last straw, and she looked at him eagerly and cautiously, with a pleading look in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Remus, I know it's hard for you to ask such a question... but would you like to go to Peter's funeral? I thought, I want him to be less lonely when he's gone, you know, his friends have been Rarely, you are his first friend... I'm sorry, I mean, it's okay if you don't say yes, I know Peter did something wrong, I just want to... sorry..."

"It's okay, Aunt Enid." Remus was silent, he hesitated a little, but finally took Enid's hand and patted the back of her hand reassuringly, "Yes, I will Go, maybe, probably...will be with James."

Enid's body trembled, she raised her head in disbelief, and looked at Remus in front of her like watching a dream.

"James didn't forgive Peter's betrayal." Remus said, pulling the corner of his lips reluctantly, "He was angry, angry, disappointed, he couldn't accept this, he felt very painful...but he didn't deny and Peter's friendship, he said that he had a friend who made an extremely wrong choice, which made everyone very angry and disappointed, and everyone would never forgive him for the rest of their lives... Because they still regard him as a friend, this incident is particularly disturbing People are suffering. Peter is gone, but the influence he brought has not dissipated. James... We, we will do what he should accomplish for him, try our best to make up for it, and atone for it... Now that he is gone, he His friends will do everything for him.”

Enid was stunned for a moment, then raised her hands to cover her face, crying bitterly.Remus had stayed at Pediru's house for a long time, he was very familiar with this house, Peter had saved money for a long time, and finally saved a small house in London for himself and his mother.Now there is only an empty courtyard and a mother who is sad for the rest of her life inside. Remus stood outside for a while when he said goodbye and took a deep breath, realizing that this year after year of dark life has cost him many people. , the more you walk forward, the more you will be alone.

The friends who once thought they would never be separated have lost one friend here.As for his other two friends, one fell into Voldemort's clutches alone, and the other was about to go to a gamble of escaping death. He didn't know how lucky he would be to defeat Voldemort and come back alive.The cold wind blew across Remus's slightly thin body, he pinched his sore nose, and lowered his head deeply, unable not to feel hatred for the instigator who caused him to experience all this now.

Not many people came to Peter's funeral. Although his death washed away some of the ugliness he had chosen, not everyone could treat it with tolerance.Regulus was at the funeral, he didn't have much to do with Peter, but he thought he should, he knew Sirius would if he wasn't in the enemy camp, he's never been an escapist people.

The autumn wind in England always brought a bleak chill early on. Standing in front of the simple tombstone, he felt the melancholy of harming other things.He hadn't thought about his family for a long time, except for Sirius.Life in the Order of the Phoenix is ​​full of all kinds of dangers and challenges, which squeeze people's time and energy. The brain itself also has a self-protection mechanism, so that you will not let yourself always think about those things that bother you and you can't do anything about it. solve things.

But today, perhaps seeing Enid weeping silently in front of his son's tombstone, he couldn't help thinking of his mother.He didn't hesitate for a long time, as long as he thought that he would do the same, and one day he would sleep forever under the tombstone with a cross, he felt that he had to do what he wanted to do as soon as possible.He came to No. 12 Grimmauld Place and looked over there from a distance. The old house still looked the same as before, with the austerity and decay that had stood for a long time.After hesitating for a long time, he found a phone booth nearby and dialed his home number.

He'd still heard from Severus that he had a magic phone installed in his house, something that someone as stubborn and old-fashioned as his mother would never bother with.But some things are out of her control. After Black's house was also requisitioned by the Dark Lord as an alternative office location, she had to endure some abrupt things in the house, like a piece of old but delicate satin. Put on a brand new and rough patch.That must have made his mother very angry, but she no longer had the ability to stop and resist.

It was Kreacher, their house elf, who answered the phone. Of course, as long as his mother had other choices, she would definitely not take the initiative to touch the phone... The elf's shrill voice came from the receiver, Regulus Si hadn't heard this voice for a long time, and the memories of more than ten years in Black's house flooded up like a tide, drowning him all at once.

"Hello?" the old elf asked cautiously, "Mr. Wizard? This is Black's house..."

Regulus' throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak.Walburga's voice came faintly from the phone, still carrying that arrogant arrogance.Regulus was too familiar with his mother's voice, even though it was far away and through the phone receiver, he could still hear the change in his mother's voice, this change made him close his eyes abruptly to resist the moisture in his eyes .

She's aged so visibly.

"Who's calling, Kreacher?" he heard his mother's voice, unnaturally weak and sharp, addressing the house-elf. "It's from the Death Eaters? Tell me that unfilial son of Sirius is finally dead." He was such a rebellious bastard, he went against his family, refused to accept the Dark Lord's solicitation, how much trouble he caused the Dark Lord... He deserved his death at the hands of the Dark Lord, it was caused by the things he did before, resentment No one, he deserves it! This is the fate of a Black who betrayed the family!"

"Kreacher doesn't know, Mistress..." the house-elf said softly, "No one spoke, Kreacher thought it might not be the call from there, they...their attitude has never been so good..."

For a house-elf to say that was a bit presumptuous, and they weren't allowed to say that about wizards.Kreacher's convulsive screams were quickly heard over the phone, and it was clear that he had punished himself immediately.Regulus pinched the phone receiver, and heard the mother on the other side of the phone silent suspiciously, and then said something in a very low voice.

She said, "Isn't it?... That's fine."

On the way back, Regulus did not use Apparition, and walked slowly through the streets of London alone, walking towards the one he was familiar with, along the one he used to be familiar with.On the way, he passed by the cemetery where Peter was buried again, and was shocked to find that Amelia Bones came out of it, wearing a black wizard robe with a white flower pinned on her chest, obviously coming to attend the funeral.

"...Are you here too?" Regulus was slightly startled, and subconsciously asked her.

Amelia Bones's gray hair was pulled up behind her head, and she looked more capable after the family's family tragedy.She, like Edgar, was a gifted wizard with excellent grades in school.After two years of observation, everyone said that her ability was comparable to that of Edgar, and the Burns family had successors, and it was still standing proudly.

"I didn't forgive him." Amelia said lightly, "Never. But it's meaningless to say these now, everyone is distorted by the war, and the threat of life and death will make the will change. A determined person becomes a ghost. But I don't let hatred cloud my judgment, I know who the person we should hate the most, and I know who made our lives the way they are today."

They were silent for a while, looked at each other, and then extended their most sincere greetings to each other.

"May justice prevail soon."

"Will he come?" In the Sanvitan Forest, Petunia stood on top of a lethal weapon capable of leveling the place, and turned to look at the wizard partner next to her, her husband, Eli Smith.

"He will." Eli said calmly, raised his hand and touched his heart, where the secret about a person's soul is hidden, "Because he is not afraid, he thinks he has a way out no matter what."

"Will he die here?" Petunia asked again, and Eli was silent for a moment, shaking his head.

"This is our greatest wish," he said, "but we can't peek into our fate, and what the final outcome may be, may only depend on God's will."

Petunia already knew this answer, she nodded and said nothing.Instead, Eli continued to speak, and he turned his face to look at her, with her figure reflected in his black eyes.

"Scared?" he asked.

"I stand here to represent the British Empire. The British Empire will not be afraid, whether it is an evil wizard or a weapon that can blow everything into ruins."

Petunia's face was solemn, she paused, the corners of her lips curved slightly.

"But as Petunia Evans personally." She said, "If I can be with you, no matter what kind of way forward, it's not too bad."

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Thanks to Mo Ze, buy shares Wen allin's favorite mine, Guishu Qingyun's mine × 2, Yuzu's grenade, Qin Han's grenade × 2~

There are still two last chapters left in the middle volume, the ending is probably unexpected and reasonable, we will see you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow