[Comprehensive] Local Tyrant Love Handbook

After an afternoon tea and a dinner in the wizarding world, Sirius drove Anthea back to London on a motorcycle.

"Thank you for taking me to play today," Anthea directly ignored Regulus's episode, and she put the bag of candy on the coffee table, "I am very happy——thank you for the candy you bought me."

Sirius glanced at the big bag on the table, which was full of candies. He twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of tenderness: "I'm very happy too. Just as long as you like it."

The two stood in the living room and looked at each other. Anthea's face was reddish, her eyes were shining brightly at Sirius, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.Sirius looked back at her, the atmosphere between the two seemed to be full of sweetness.

Sirius looked at Anthea's appearance, chuckled, and stretched out his hand unconsciously to caress her cheek.Anthea was taken aback, but she didn't avoid his hand, but her face turned redder.

Probably seeing that Anthea didn't intend to resist, Sirius felt that he seemed to be encouraged.He took a tentative step forward, shortening the distance between himself and the girl. The two looked at each other, only seeing each other's face.

Anthea looked at Sirius who was close at hand, and felt that her face seemed to be blushing a little more.Looking at the man in front of her, she suddenly had an urge to kiss him—she tiptoed like a ghost, and gently kissed the man's chin in front of her.

Sirius was taken aback by her action.When he felt the soft touch on his chin and the unique fragrance from a girl, he only felt that a nerve that had been tense in his mind was broken——

When Anthea's lips left Sirius' chin, she was controlled by the back of the head.Immediately afterwards, another pair of lips came closer, and Anthea half-closed her eyes, not to look at herself blushing reflected in those gray eyes.

Sirius' hand was hot, and Anthea could only feel one hand on the back of her head, while the other was tightly wrapped around her waist.Although it was just an ordinary lip touch, she was already blushing and her heart was pounding, feeling that she could no longer control herself.The other party's masculine breath filled her nasal cavity, and she felt that she was almost drunk in his kiss.

It was a while before their lips parted.

Anthea felt that her brain seemed to be stuck just now, and now it started to work again. She even felt that she could hear the mechanical gears in her brain roaring, but in fact she just ended a kiss.

"I'm going back first." Sirius stroked her hair, "I'm going to see Professor Dumbledore."

Anthea's face was still very red, but now she could think normally, "Is that the old gentleman who looks like Merlin?"

"Merlin?" Sirius was stunned for a moment, before accidentally laughing out loud, "That's right, it's him. I'm going to talk to him about Regulus."

"Okay." Anthea nodded, "...that gun must be put away, your brother is still in the rebellious stage, and he still seems to hate you."

"Don't worry, he's never been able to beat me, and he's very afraid of the gun you gave me." Sirius chuckled, then lowered his head and kissed her, leaning his forehead against hers, "Don't worry, Thea .”

Just because of the kiss just now, Anthea felt that the whole world seemed to be different, and now she suddenly heard Sirius call her that, and blushed accidentally again.

"Thea" or something, she'd only ever heard Papa and Tony call it that.It was the first time someone not named Stark called her that.

"I'll come to you tomorrow." Sirius said.He then went back into the yard, got on his motorcycle and left.

Anthea saw him riding a motorcycle out of the yard, she sighed softly, and asked Lao Jia to turn on the night protection mode of the yard (the version that Tony just upgraded a few days ago), and went back to the room to continue writing— — But her mind was so full of the kiss just now that she couldn't write anything.

Sirius rode his motorcycle back to Hogwarts.He parked his motorcycle in front of Hagrid's house, greeted his big friend and entered the castle.

"Professor Dumbledore." As soon as Sirius entered the principal's office, he saw Regulus who seemed a little unstable, and Dumbledore was sitting behind the desk.It could be seen that Dumbledore had just been talking to Regulus.

"Siris, you're here." Dumbledore nodded to him, and Sirius sat directly on the chair next to Regulus.Dumbledore waved his wand, and a teacup and a teapot floated in front of him. The teapot poured some tea into the cup, and Sirius smelled a fresh scent of lemon.

After sitting down, Sirius realized that there were two lockets in front of them—one he got from Kreacher, and the other from the potion that Regulus drank in the cave. Regulus put it in.

Dumbledore motioned for him to open the box Regulus left behind, Sirius took out the note in doubt, and Regulus seemed even more nervous - he looked a little hysterical, He no longer had the calmness and arrogance he used to pretend in front of Sirius.

Sirius' eyes widened, and after reading the contents of the note, he had completely lost his previous laziness and absent-mindedness.He stood up suddenly, knocked over the chair he was sitting on, grabbed his brother, and forced him to look at him directly: "... Voldemort... Horcrux?"

But Regulus still didn't return to normal.He broke away from Sirius' hand, hugged his head and sobbed loudly.Sirius stared blankly at him, then at his hands, and finally looked at Dumbledore helplessly.

"Your brother is a hero." Dumbledore's voice had a calming charm, "Don't do this to him. Sit down, Sirius."

"Sorry, Professor." Sirius shook his head, lifted the chair up and made it again, "Professor, I..." He felt his voice was uncomfortable, "... Horcruxes, Voldemort has... Horcruxes? But that is not……"

"Looks like you've heard of that one too." Dumbledore crossed his ten fingers on the table in front of him, "Do you know what that is?"

Sirius shook his head: "A long time ago, I seem to have seen this word somewhere, but I only know that it is a black magic item..." He looked at Regulus again, "You know what it is, Regulus?"

"Okay, don't press him." Dumbledore reassured Sirius, "Thank you for what you told me today, Mr. Black, you can leave—it's best to ask Madam Pomfrey to prepare a bottle of sleeping pills for you water."

Regulus seemed to have calmed down a bit.He raised his head and gave Sirius a cold look, then looked at Dumbledore again, "No, no need, Professor. Can I stay?"

"If you really feel all right, of course you can stay." The white-bearded old man nodded at him.

Regulus closed his eyes and sat down again, completely ignoring Sirius' gaze.

"Little Mr. Black just mentioned to me that there is a potion in that cave." Dumbledore looked at Sirius through his half-moon glasses, "He is very unstable now, it must be the effect of that potion— —he looked as if he had been seriously poisoned when you first brought him in."

Sirius didn't answer, looking at his brother silently.

"We should really thank Miss Stark very much," said Dumbledore. "If it weren't for her exquisite Muggle equipment, I don't think Mr. Black would never come back."

Sirius nodded, he understood what Dumbledore meant.

"I will investigate the Horcrux matter carefully." He said, "Mr. Black, does Voldemort know what you are doing?"

Regulus shook his head: "He probably doesn't know. Kreacher is an elf of the Black family. Although the Dark Lord borrowed Kreacher, he... After all, I am a member of the Black family."

"Then, for your safety, when you return to Voldemort, you must act as if nothing happened—if he orders you to attack Muggles and chase the Order of the Phoenix, you must also Go on, you know?... You must keep yourself safe, pretending that you never knew the existence of this locket."

Regulus looked at Dumbledore in surprise: "But it's a Horcrux..."

"Leave the Horcrux matter to me. Your task is to keep yourself safe and alive." Dumbledore gave him a comforting smile, and Regulus found that under the gaze of those blue eyes, he was miraculously calmed down.

"Siris, you too—I think Miss Stark is safe there?" Dumbledore turned back to Sirius, "I remember you said that she has some very powerful and interesting little things? "

"That's right, Professor. I don't think she needs to worry too much for the time being—but I'm also making, uh..." He wanted to say that he was also making some small things for Anthea to use as self-defense, but the person in front of him But their professor, and although what he studies is not black magic, there are many magics that need to be used that are very dangerous.

But probably because he himself was born in Gryffindor, Dumbledore didn't care about his little slip of the tongue.He just comforted Sirius and asked him to protect and accompany Anthea - Sirius always felt that Dumbledore seemed to have discovered something.

"I'm going to attend a divination class interview tomorrow." Dumbledore glanced at the clock, "The other party is a descendant of Cassandra Trelawney, but I don't think she is qualified for this position... Ah, It's already 11 o'clock, shall we talk next time?"

Coming out of Dumbledore's office, Sirius felt uncomfortable as if something was stuck in his heart.He left Hogwarts on a motorcycle, and flew for a long distance before stopping, only to find that he had no idea where he was flying to the top of a tall building, with a cloud above his head, shrouded in darkness The sky, like his mood, was extremely oppressive.

"...Are you asleep?" He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Anthea.

Soon, the text message replied: "No."

"...wait for me to go find you."