[HP] His little devil

While Helena and Regulus were talking, Sirius and the others had already sent Potter to the medical wing. I believe this matter would soon reach Dumbledore's ears. Before the principal's office, Regulus first met them by the Black Lake.

He stood there with his back to the four people, looking at the calm surface of the Black Lake, his school robe and black hair fluttering slightly in the breeze.

"Reculus, what do you want from us?" Mulciber asked knowingly.

Regulus didn't turn his head or answer his question. Mulciber squinted his eyes and said, "What are you going to do? What do you mean by calling us here? The game has just ended and everyone is still tired. You If it's okay, we'll be leaving."

He winked at the other three, and they agreed to leave, but before they left, Regulus finally spoke.

"Of course you can go back. I think that as soon as you enter the castle, you will be stopped and told that Mr. Principal invites you to the principal's office."

Regulus' light words successfully stopped the four of them, and Mulciber stopped circling around and said with a frown: "We just taught the extremely arrogant Potter a lesson, you don't want to reprimand him for this." Shall we, or use your status as a prefect to seek justice for a Gryffindor?"

Regulus turned his head at this time, compared to Sirius, he was a little shorter and not so strong, he was the tall and thin type, the school robe was very loose on him, but Because the shoulder width is suitable, the figure is tall and straight.A trace of contempt appeared on his pale and handsome face. This undisguised contempt made Mulciber and the others unhappy, but they did not dare to express their dissatisfaction.

"Justice for a Gryffindor?" Regulus repeated Mulciber's words and said with a smile, "It's a very funny joke, but don't tell it next time." "Give me your wands."

The four hesitated: "Why? What do you want our wand for?"

The wand is equivalent to the life of a wizard, how can it be easily handed over to others?

But besides doing what Regulus said, they seemed to have no other choice now.

Regulus didn't even bother to explain to them, just maintained the movement of reaching out.

After a brief silence, Mulciber and the others reluctantly handed him the wand.

When the four of them finally separated from Regulus and entered the castle, as Regulus said before, they were quickly stopped.

"Principal Dumbledore invites you to go to the office." Sirius Black raised his chin slightly and looked at the four Slytherins, and said maliciously, "If you think you can get away with doing something bad, that is Big mistake."

Mulciber didn't believe that Potter woke up so quickly. They had taught each other a lesson, and it was indeed because of them that Potter fell off the broom, but they also thought of a countermeasure and gave him a blow during the fall. Forget it all, although I don't know if it is really possible to completely erase his memory of who attacked him, but I don't think it will be discovered so soon.

"I can't understand what you're talking about, Blake." Mulciber said coldly, "What bad things have we done? Are we in Gryffindor, or are we expelled from the family?"

He specifically picked on Sirius' sore spot, and Sirius was successfully irritated.

"Don't be too complacent, Mulciber, you are going to see the principal right now, not when you are receiving a lesson in private, when you come out of the principal's office, I..."

Before Sirius finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Mulciber: "Then go to the principal's office to see what we have done. I am also curious if you saw or heard something, so ran here Come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime."

Sirius narrowed his eyes and said, "The last ones to leave the arena are the few of you. Could there be anyone else besides you?" Loughton, he said mockingly, "If you were instructed by someone or to help one of your classmates Come to provoke James, then I can only say that you have provoked the wrong person, and after the principal punishes you, I will make you pay more."

Mulciber looked down on Sirius' harsh words, but he was still a little worried.

He and the other three followed Sirius to the headmaster's office, except for Dumbledore, Slughorn and Professor McGonagall were inside.

"Please sit down, dear children, I know that I have delayed your rest by inviting you here just after the game, but we did encounter a problem and need you to explain it." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Mu Mister Erceber, would you please answer my question first?"

Mulciber got up from the sofa and said, "Of course, sir." When he had finished speaking, he cast a quick glance at his dean, and Slughorn winked at him, and Mulciber understood.

"Where did you go and what did you do after the Quidditch match?" asked Dumbledore kindly.

Sirius was very dissatisfied with Dumbledore treating them so gently, and wanted to say something excitedly, but was sternly held back by Professor McGonagall, so he could only give up unwillingly.

Mulciber raised his chin and said, "We chatted with Potter from Gryffindor, and then we left the arena."

"How many words have you talked? You have pushed the blame so cleanly. You clearly attacked James!" The Sirius was pulled by Professor McGonagall, his mouth was not blocked, and his sharp question made Slugher En frowned.

"I think it's better for Mr. Black not to judge what my students have done so firmly before the matter is clarified." Slughorn said lightly, "Mr. Mulciber has already given his answer, What else do you want to ask Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore smiled and said: "I would like to believe Mr. Mulciber, but Mr. Black is still skeptical about this matter. We need some evidence to convince him, don't we?" Give me your wands, boys, and I promise they will be returned to you soon."

He smiled gently, as if he really wanted to check briefly, but Mulciber and the others felt chills down their spines.

They now understood what Regulus had done when he took their wands. Mulciber cast a blank look at his Headmaster, and handed over the wands under Dumbledore's seemingly benevolent gaze.

Sirius watched Dumbledore check his wand intently. He thought Mulciber and the others were going to show off, but he was so disappointed that even Dumbledore frowned slightly.

He looked up at the four students who were pretending to be calm. He was very clear that the four children in front of him hadn't done nothing, but they really couldn't find any problems with their wands. Students Legilimency.

"So..." Slughorn said at the right moment, "do you see anything wrong, Albus?"

Dumbledore was silent for a while and said: "No, it's normal, I didn't find any spells that shouldn't exist on their wands." He quickly returned the wands to Mulciber and the others, and turned his eyes to West Reese, "Is there anything else Mr. Black wants to say?"

Sirius couldn't believe it: "Impossible! There must be something wrong here! If it wasn't for them, how could James have dropped the broom for no reason!"

"Did you see us push him off the broom, Blake?" said Mulciber sharply. "You didn't! You're just talking about your guesses! What's wrong with accusing him?" See Dumbledore Seeing no problem at all, Mulciber calmed down and spoke logically, "And Potter's state today is obvious to all. He has been absent-minded, and it is not surprising that he would fall off the broom."

James' performance today was indeed not good. Sirius was his brother, and he knew it all too well.

But no matter how bad his performance was, it was impossible for James to drop the broom himself.

Sirius wanted to say something more, but Slughorn didn't give him a chance and took his student away.

Seeing Mulciber and others leave the principal's office unscathed, Sirius was so angry that his eyes turned red.

Dumbledore looked at him, and after saying goodbye to Professor McGonagall, he said to Sirius: "Don't get too excited, Mr. Black, at least Mr. Potter is not seriously injured, Madam Pomfrey will release him soon. "

Sirius pursed his lips and said, "So what? Whether the person who made a mistake will be punished has something to do with whether James is seriously injured?"

Dumbledore said calmly: "It is true that this cannot be equated, but we have not obtained any evidence to prove that the other party is wrong."

Sirius said anxiously: "Someone must have tampered with it! Someone must have helped them! I don't believe they are really innocent!"

Dumbledore said slowly: "Then go find that person, and bring him to me. As the headmaster, when you haven't even witnessed them hurting people directly, just based on your suspicion, I Not being able to use Legilimency on seemingly innocent students, or using Veritaserum, you at least have to give me a reasonable reason to do so."

Sirius hesitated, "If I find someone who helped them cover up the evidence...can Mr. Principal make a fair judgment?"

"Of course, the premise is that you can really find it, and you can bring him to see me after you find it." Dumbledore said softly, "You know, although I didn't find any problems in the wand, the wand can also be deceived... ..."

Wands can also be tricked.

After Sirius left the principal's office, he kept thinking about this sentence.

He didn't know why, but he walked to the cellar of Slytherin unconsciously. In this dark and gloomy corridor, he saw Regulus walking towards the common room.

Sirius' body reacted faster than his brain, and before he made a decision in his mind, he had already stopped Regulus.

Regulus looked at the arm lying in front of him, and slowly stopped in his tracks.

"What's the matter?" he asked simply.

Sirius looked at him, took a breath and said, "You helped Mulciber and the others?"

Regulus looked at him and said calmly, "What did you say? I don't quite understand."

"Don't play dumb, Regulus, I'm sure no one but you can help those bastards, you are my brother, and you actually help them deal with me?" Sirius asked sternly, as if really I'm very confused about this.

Regulus looked up at him slightly, and after a while he said: "I still don't quite understand what you're talking about, but I can answer your last question—" He said flatly, "You said you were me Brother, I shouldn't help others to deal with you. I am very confused about this. When did I help who deal with you? I dare say that what I did was never against you, not anything. As for' The word 'brother', I guess by the time you leave the house for the summer, we're not brothers anymore."

Regulus said very calmly: "We said goodbye at that time, you should not have forgotten."

Sirius suddenly stopped talking, and only then did he realize that although he had left the family and was no longer a Black, his person and thoughts hadn't completely broken away from that identity.

He looked at Regulus, opened his eyes wide and remained silent. Regulus looked back at him and said softly: "Besides, the word offal is not very pleasant. No matter who you are talking about, they seem to be similar to me. " He looked at the Slytherin school robe on his body, raised his eyes again and said, "You will make me feel that you also treat me as a piece of shit."

Sirius was completely speechless, but after Regulus turned and left, he finally said a word full of disappointment.

"I didn't expect that we would get to where we are today, and I didn't expect you to become what you are now. Regulus, I thought you had changed. I didn't expect you to have changed. , but only got worse."

After Sirius finished speaking, he turned and left. Gryffindor's school robes were swung by his quick movements. Regulus didn't look back at him, but he kept standing at the door of the common room and didn't go in.

Helena waited for him in the lounge for a long time and didn't see him back, so she was anxious to find him.

She walked out of the lounge, and immediately saw Regulus standing at the door.

"What are you doing standing here? Why don't you go in?" Helena asked suspiciously.

Regulus didn't know how long he had been standing here, he suddenly frowned, and asked her in confusion, "Did I do something wrong?"

Helena was stunned: "What?"

"Sirius came to me and accused me of helping the bastard deal with him." Regulus briefly repeated the central idea of ​​Sirius' visit.

Helena was very speechless: "What is offal?" She also knew about the matter, "You helped Mulciber and the others, right? So they escaped punishment. Sirius Black guessed that they did it, and also Guess you helped them, so I blame you?"

Regulus didn't speak, Helena said angrily: "Why did he say that! Why did he question you! When he escaped responsibility by himself and left you at home, he didn't think about whether you could bear everything! And as a Slytherin, as a Slytherin prefect, is it wrong for you to help your classmates and your house? Shouldn't Potter be taught a lesson?"

Helena seemed angrier than Regulus, and seemed to want to settle accounts with Sirius, but Regulus suddenly became less troubled.

He raised his hand to grab his girl, hugged her in his arms, put his chin on her shoulder and said, "I'm not actually angry, Helena." He was silent for a moment and said, "I just now suddenly understand why he Went to Gryffindor, and I was in Slytherin."

After they were no longer titular brothers, he was once again deeply aware of the accuracy of the Sorting Hat.

If Sirius was a Slytherin, he wouldn't think there was anything wrong with Regulus' behavior, even if he might be unhappy and his interests would be affected.

"You should be glad he's in Gryffindor, Regulus." Helena hugged Regulus, patted him on the back and comforted him, "After all, if he was a Slytherin, he would have been torn apart by now." Broken in the common room."

Regulus was amused by her serious speech. He opened the distance between them, looked intently into her blue eyes, and pretended to be surprised: "I didn't expect you to be so violent."

"I have more violent ones, and I'll let you see them later." Helena said angrily.

She helped him get angry with everything he couldn't and didn't want to be angry, and he immediately relaxed, and said with a smile in a slow tone: "I don't want to experience your violence, I just want to..."

"What are you thinking?" Helena asked curiously.

Regulus said "emmm" for a while: "I just want to experience your tenderness on Valentine's Day." Loughton, he pointed out, "And your initiative."

... Take the initiative.

What kind of initiative?

Helena looked at her boyfriend in a daze for a while, and soon she had an epiphany from his deep and charming eyes.

"You...you are dreaming." Helena gently pushed him away, and ran into the common room with a blushing face.