[HP] Raven

Episode 31

In the early morning of the second day, Mrs. Black called Regulus to the small reception room on the second floor in a rage. She glared at her son fiercely and questioned him.

"Why am I living in my own house, but my freedom is restricted by a half-breed?"

"Mom, you can go downstairs anytime..."

Mrs. Black interrupted him angrily. "I don't want to share a room with half-breed bastards!"

Regulus paused, and spoke slowly and calmly. "Alex is not a bastard."

"You're deluded by her, Rael, she's just a low, dirty—"

He interrupted her. "Mother!"

"Come back to me, don't tell me you're the same as your brother who doesn't know what to do..."

Their quarrel came to an abrupt end with a slight slam of the door.

Narcissa Malfoy came to No. 12, Grimmauld Place early in the morning. Kreacher welcomed Miss Narcissa happily as soon as she opened the door, but she didn't have the heart to taste the exquisite tea made by Kreacher, so she greeted Regina as soon as she entered the door. Les called to the study.

She frowned and said to him. "Yesterday it was true that Bella acted too harshly, but she is your cousin, Regulus, it's too impolite for you to contradict her like this."

Regulus retorted. "She's an unreasonable lunatic."

Narcissa stopped him softly but slightly harshly. "Enough," she said, breaking the subject. "Where's Everly? After she came yesterday, how's Auntie doing? How did she react?"

"What else can we do? Mom hasn't driven us all away yet."

"That's good," Narcissa breathed a sigh of relief, "Just don't let Everly find another chance to escape, and forget about other issues for now."

Regulus was silent for a while, and asked, "Is this what the master meant?"

Narcissa said: "Yes, Regulus."

"...I see, Narcissa."

Narcissa reminded her again worriedly, and said, "The Dark Lord will severely punish fugitives. If you really want her good, you should keep an eye on her, you know?"

"it is good."

"Great boy," Narcissa stood up and walked towards the door, "I'll ask Kreacher to call Everly here, and I want to talk to her alone."

Regulus pursed his lips slightly nervously.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to her, just talk to her," Narcissa gave him a veiled and mocking look, and shook the bell in her hand to let Kreacher come over quickly, "If the Dark Lord wants What are you doing, where is it my turn to do it?"

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It was early in the morning when Alex woke up, and she opened her eyes for a moment to look at the ceiling.There is a prepared breakfast at the head of the bed. Whole wheat bread, cheese and ham are lying in the center of the plate, cut fruits are placed in delicate glass carved bowls, and black tea is steaming in white porcelain cups.

After she went to the suite to wash up, she ate part of her breakfast and drank the black tea in the cup.As soon as she put down her teacup, she heard Kreacher telling her to go to the study.Narcissa was already sitting on the sofa in the study waiting for her.

Alex knocked on the open door. "Good morning, Mrs Malfoy."

Narcissa smiled calmly. "Avery, are you feeling better?"

She replied blankly. "It's ready."

"That's really great," Narcissa sighed in a tone that wasn't surprised at all, then raised her beautiful eyes meaningfully, and looked at Alex motionlessly, "I hope you are in Georgia Limo Square take care of yourself, Everly."

"……I will."

Narcissa smiled hypocritically, and said to her in a low voice, with a tenderness so creepy. "No matter where you flee, the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters will always find you, Everly, I advise you not to be smart...if you don't want to drag good Regulus to be buried with you."

Alex blinked, her heart sank like a stone thrown into the sea. "Okay, I see."

Narcissa quickly left in a hurry, and Alex was in a daze for a while, planning to return to her room when Regulus walked over.

"Would you like to visit the other rooms here?"

She didn't know how to refuse, if he wanted to do something to her, he would have had a chance to do it long ago, and she subtly believed that he would not do it.So after hesitating for a while, Alex nodded.

Regulus led her to the top floor quietly, and he stood at the door and said. "this is my room."

At a glance, she found a small wooden sign on the door panel, hanging by a rope, and the rope was hung on a nail on the door panel.The wooden sign said "No Entry Without Permission". As soon as her eyes caught it, Regulus quickly turned it over.

Alex pretended not to see anything, Regulus opened the door, and they walked in together.

His room was unsurprisingly decorated in silver and green, which reminded her inevitably of Slytherin's bedroom.In addition to ordinary furniture such as beds, wardrobes and writing desks, there was also a large bookshelf filled with books, and there were many newspaper clippings on the walls. She saw that they were all related to Voldemort.

Regulus saw Alex studying the newspaper clippings on the wall, panicked, and for a moment he wanted to take them all down.He knew she didn't like it, had always known.But he didn't do it in the end.

Alex didn't say a word, glanced at the newspaper clippings on the wall with folded arms, and looked away.

He turned his face away a little unnaturally, trying to change the subject. "If you want to read some books, you can get them yourself...you can also ask Kreacher to come."

She nodded and said thank you.

That's when Alex noticed a photograph on his desk.A photo of the Slug Club, all Slytherins, Professor Slughorn standing in the middle, with his hand on Regulus' shoulder, his arm wrapped in plaster, and a piece of his forehead broken, she stood Between Regulus and Dalia Greengrass, smiling imperceptibly for the camera.She had a little impression that it was the first time Regulus played in a match, and he broke his shoulder trying to catch the Golden Snitch.Professor Slughorn, overjoyed at winning the game, asked the Slytherins from the Slug Club to take a photo together.

It turned out that it has been so long.In fact, Regulus had disappeared from her life not long after that, and they had lived independently of each other for a few years, but who knew that now they met together strangely.Alex looked away from the photo, trying not to get caught up in endless memories.

They came out of his room quickly, and Regulus showed her the tapestry.The Black family is indeed a pure-blood family with a very long history. The ancestors and many pure-bloods whose names Alex has heard are all related by marriage. Everyone in the portraits is very delicately drawn, with beautiful appearance and proud demeanor, just like It's everyone in the family themselves.They were all on the short plush tapestry that covered the front wall, watching her cautiously and guardedly, their eyes were cold, like a dark shadow.

She even found an Everly on the tapestry—Anna Lore Everley, 1753-1782, with her name attached to a Black patriarch, Virgilius Black, 1750-1780, a A wizard who looks too serious. They have no heirs. This branch is completely broken at this point, occupying only a small area of ​​the tapestry. If it weren't for Alex's sharp eyes, ordinary people would not be able to spot it at a glance. .

Turns out they were still in-laws.She was a little surprised, and Regulus obviously saw this too, but he showed a clear look, he must have known it a long time ago.

"That's your ancestor, isn't it, Annalore Everly?" Regulus asked, looking at the corner of the tapestry.

Alex recalled for a while, she had the impression that there were very few cross-border marriages in her branch of Salzburg, especially with Blake, she would definitely have an impression.

"Probably from the branch in Düsseldorf, or in Stuttgart or Bern. The surname Everly originated in Salzburg, Austria, but after the seventeenth century, three branches migrated one after another. In Germany, only one remained in the homeland."

Her eyes fell, Regulus and a portrait with a burnt black hole were side by side at the very end of the tapestry, and she stopped talking.They all remained silent.Sirius seemed like a taboo topic, he didn't mention it, and she kept it secret, Sirius wasn't there, he probably would never come back here again, but both Alex and Regulus could sense it Seeing the presence of Sirius, the flamboyant, wanton, and lively Sirius Black formed a deep gap between them.

The conversation that day came to nothing, and Kreacher quickly knocked on the door and came in, saying that someone from Malfoy Manor was looking for Regulus. Alex understood that it must be related to the Dark Lord.After Regulus said goodbye to her, she returned to her room in a daze, and fell asleep very early.

At night, Alex dreamed of his mother again.

same dream.Same plot.

The mother stared at her with amber eyes, then smiled and stepped on the board to leave. The raven stopped at the bow of her boat.Dreamy Alex stretched out her hand to the side of the boat, and the boat left without stopping. The side of the boat shook slightly under the shock of the water waves, and she was standing alone on the water bank as a young girl.

She began to miss her mother countless times, and that safe and warm feeling hadn't appeared for a long time.

Open the door, the floor has been washed shiny by Kreacher, who always appears and disappears without anyone noticing, like all house elves.She didn't want to step on the floor it had just wiped.However, just as she was about to close the door, she heard the voices of Kreacher and Regulus.

She finally stepped on the floor that Kreacher had just cleaned with guilt, and walked step by step towards the direction that seemed to be the kitchen.

"But the mistress told me to throw Miss Everly out, she said Miss Everly was—"

"No, Kreacher," Regulus interrupted the house elf softly, "Miss Everly is my guest, Kreacher, treat her well, she is very important to me."

Kreacher sighed suddenly. "Oh, she's a very honored guest of Master Regulus. I see, and I'll treat her like a guest. But the mistress, she..."

"I will convince Mom, Kreacher," Regulus paused, then lowered his voice and continued, "Treat her with the same respect as Narcissa and Bella..."

Hearing this, Alex couldn't tell what it was like, she tiptoed towards the other direction of the corridor, the shoes stepped on the floor without a sound, in fact, Kreacher cleaned the soles for her, even if she walked by Throughout the long corridor, not even a single footprint of her will appear behind her.

In fact, she can't remember the way she came here. Grimmauld Square NO.12 is really too big, and it's her first time here. However, she just walked two steps and saw a very strange decoration.One wall was densely decorated with the heads of hundreds of elves staring at her in various shapes.She moved away after just one glance, her scalp tingling and she wanted to escape back to her room.

"Alex." Regulus called to her.

She turned her head and paused hesitantly. "Reculus."

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

She pretended to think about it. "Nothing bad."

"If you want me to bring something to Grimmauld Place, I can get it for you." Regulus paused, as if waiting for her answer.

She was silent for a while, speaking politely. "No, I don't want anything. But thank you anyway."

Alex is always very good at this set.She can be the professor's favorite guest in the Slug Club, is famous for her excellent grades in Slytherin, and can deal with all her classmates rich or poor with a fake smile, and never reveals her true self. preferences.She didn't seem to care about anything, and Regulus never knew what she really liked or liked, and all the answers he got were polite "thanks" and unsentimental "that's good " and "I like it very much", which cannot withstand scrutiny, she has a kind of depression and restraint exuded from her bones, and she is so polite that it gives people a sense of distance.

She saw Regulus pause for a moment, showing a slightly hurt expression, feeling that her answer was not a good answer.

"Well, it's not that there are none, but..." She hesitated, thinking whether it would be appropriate for him to get it.

"but what?"

She hesitated, and wrote down the Catherine Avenue address with the quill on the desk. "In the place where I live, there is a photo of my mother, which is placed prominently next to the bed. If possible, please help me get it back."

"Okay, I'll bring it." He took the note and turned to leave.

She was no longer required to use a cauldron to make potions, she was free, and she didn't dare to escape anymore. In order to pass the time, she had to ask Kreacher if she could find some potions for herself on Regulus' bookshelf. Book of ancient runes.Kreacher readily agreed, and disappeared in front of her like a gust of wind. In the next second, he held seventeen or eighteen ancient runes and put them on her desk.

The ancient runes are indeed very interesting. Lily asked Alex what kind of work she wanted to do. If it wasn't potions, it should be the ancient runes.Sitting on a chair, she flipped through Elven Language and Mermaid Language, as if she could find a secret path through it and get relief from the anxiety of reality.

It took her a while to finish flipping through the first book, and when she randomly picked out the second book to continue, she found Regulus' handwriting in it.His handwriting is very personal, round and cursive, the upper part of k and f is always drawn very long, the same is true for the lower part of g and y, when writing, there is a little slant to the right. Alex had studied with him for a long time when she was a student, so it was not difficult to recognize his handwriting.

He wrote a cursive capital "A" with a quill at the beginning of a passage about ancient mermaids, and then added a new line, writing "she will like it". In fact, Regulus wrote more than once in the following notes Alluded to that A, a man who seemed to be greatly admired. "A would like the idea", "A would think it was absurd", and he scribbled an "A" at the end of a mermaid love poem and never wrote it again.

"I cast my net of desire upon your beautiful eyes. Spinning wheel waves cannot wash away my deepest and most inexpressible love."

The admiration and love beyond words.

She stared at the "A" for a while, then closed the book, Regulus probably forgot what he had written on the book.She mixed that book with the others, pretending she hadn't seen anything.

It was already spring outside the window, the cold wind stopped, and Kreacher would change fresh flowers on her table every day.Large bouquets of Chinese roses, or roses, or cornflowers, or other things. Although she is good at herbology, she has never been proficient in flowers, so she doesn't know much about them.

She stared at the petals, lowered her head, and a small and crystal dew rolled down silently on the petals.

The author has something to say: That poem corresponds to Episode 13... This chapter is probably... The history of the secret love of innocent boys x Dig a little bit of stalks buried before

Let’s run the relationship line (otherwise we’ll run out of time x