[HP] The Last Demon King

In the silent night, Anna stood in front of the window of the evening tea room, silently looking at the gate of Selwyn Manor in the night.

Arnold has been here a few times, he is worried about her being alone, and wants her to go back to her room to rest, every time she says, wait a little longer.

What are you waiting for? She has been waiting for 16 years, looking at the gate of the manor every day, but she can't wait for anyone to tell her that I am back.

Her waiting has become a habit that melts into her blood. The 16 years are just a snap of her fingers. She can afford to wait. She still has several 16 years, which is enough to wait for him to come back.She would wait, and wait, until he came back.

When Regulus had just left, the sound disappeared from her world, whether it was the sound of water droplets or the sound of thunder, the world became a silent dead thing to her, quiet and empty, like a huge tomb .

She sat by the window every day looking out of the manor, expecting a figure to appear at the gate and tell her it was just a joke.

She couldn't sleep day and night, and she opened every window in the manor just to see his owl fly in one day.

Arnold didn't know why she was so out of order. He attributed it to Voldemort's call. After he found her cutting her wrists and self-harming, Arnold began to stick to her.

That was the most embarrassing time Anna had ever seen Arnold. He knelt in front of her, hugged her and wept bitterly, without any dignity. Anna could only see his mouth opening and closing, but his voice was automatically isolated from her world.

What is he crying for?Anna thought numbly, he had done enough, none of them did anything wrong, for the sake of the family, for the sake of the family, he politely rejected Voldemort once, would he dare to reject Voldemort twice?When Voldemort sat on a high seat and swept her indifferent and inhuman eyes, would she dare to refuse?She can't just think about herself, she has her family, and her two older brothers, she can't say no just because she doesn't want to.

She felt she was right, yes, she was right.

But she couldn't help punishing herself. She tortured herself in various ways, slashing her hand with a blade, flogging herself with an iron chain, pricking her finger with a needle, and tried every means to torture herself. She felt that she deserved it. But on the other hand, she secretly expected that Regulus would suddenly appear in front of her eyes, slap her, and then hold her and weep sadly.

Regulus loved her so much that he felt sorry for her for a long time even if her finger was scratched. Where did he go?Now that she has suffered so many injuries, why doesn't he show up?

She couldn't answer herself, because her heart would burst open and its bright red juice flow out if she tried to get to the bottom of it.

She didn't dare to take another step out of the manor, the eyes of anyone who was there that night would have grabbed her throat and made her unable to breathe, Lucius, Arnold, Rozier, Wilkes... Even if she could forget that One night, they will not forget.

She forced herself to live, just to see Voldemort's failure and end, and to see how the person Regulus was determined to resist died in a miserable and tragic way. This is the only purpose of her life.

After Regulus left, she became a walking dead until she found a new life in her belly.

When she found out, the fetus was already very weak, as weak as a stillborn fetus, and was in danger of being aborted at any time.

She didn't tell anyone about it, her countless attempts to kill this new life stopped at the last moment, she couldn't kill a life that could be Regulus' child.

Life let her decide the life and death of the fetus in her womb, and this year, she was not yet 20 years old.

The baby in her womb has been very quiet because of her weakness. At four months, her stomach was as flat as if she was not pregnant. Only the occasional slight movement in her stomach reminded her that there was a new life in her body.

Anna's heart softened. She thought it must be a gift from Regulus before he left. Her withered heart was reinvigorated by this life. , because of another possibility, but she still mustered up all her courage, convinced herself, and decided to give birth to the child.

At eight months, Anna's pregnancy was discovered by Arnold. Anna begged Arnold not to tell Arthur, just like the night she was called, not to tell Arthur.

They all knew that Arthur knew how these things would react afterwards.

Anna doesn't want anything to happen to Arthur, she can't lose anyone anymore.

She spent every day in contradiction and fear. She hoped that this was Regulus' child, and fear was in Voldemort's blood. She thought that the birth of the child would be relief, but she never thought that this was the beginning of despair.

On December 27th, there was a vast amount of light snow in the night sky, and she gave birth to a girl in the early morning. Following the tradition of the Black family, she named her Eridins.

When hugging her, the little baby curled up in her arms, warm and soft, so warm that Anna's tears could not stop streaming down, as if all the water in her body had thawed at this moment, including the disappearance of Regulus All the tears she didn't shed at that time surged out of her eyes in one go.

The world was no longer a silent tomb, and her life seemed to rest on the little baby in her arms at this moment. This was the child of her and Regulus, and the last gift Regulus gave her.

But the joy didn't last long. A few days later, she discovered that Eridins was dumb. Arnold took her to visit many doctors in secret. No one could tell why she was dumb. Her case works.

What scares Anna even more is that Eridins does not cry. She has been very quiet since she was born. At first, she thought that the baby might be tired after the birth, but after she could open her eyes, She still didn't cry or make a fuss, just observed the people around her with two dark and deep eyes.

Anna was afraid of that look, there was no innocence of a child, only indifference and indifference, and whenever Eridins looked at her, she felt horrified.

But she still convinced herself that she loved this child, she believed that it was Regulus' child, she had the same soft and slightly curly black hair as his father, how could she not be Regulus' child?

She raised and cared for Eridins herself, and she tried to love her like a normal mother, braiding her hair, teaching her to read, reading story books to her before going to bed, and humming songs to lull her to sleep.

She tried everything she could, but in vain she found that the difference between Eridins and Regulus was getting bigger and bigger. Nightmares haunted her every day. Fear and guilt made her wake up every night. Like Regulus, but like Voldemort, with the same indifference from the bottom of his bones.

Anna once regarded her as a treasure, but now, she has become a cancerous tumor growing on Anna's body. Even if it is just a look from her, it will cut scars on Anna's heart like a knife, and draw out those painful memories that she does not want to look back. .

Anna couldn't bear this kind of living torture, she told Arnold to lock her in the basement.

She personally sent the three-year-old Eridings into the secret room and locked the handcuffs on her hands. When doing all this, Eridings still did not cry or struggle or resist. When she closed the door, through the crack of the door He saw Eridins sitting quietly on the bed, looking at her coldly and calmly as usual.

She was afraid of that look, like the piercing look, looking down at her with pity, Anna locked the door and left there as if fleeing.

She used to give her the courage to live, but now it just became her purgatory.

A coat was draped over her shoulders, and Arnold gently held her shoulders as if touching a fragile object, and coaxed softly: "It's late at night, I'll take you back to your room."

Anna didn't refuse this time, she took one last look at the door in the darkness, turned around and followed Arnold and left.