Chapter 1022 Regulus

"If this is really the case..." Sirius looked gloomy, "But still..."

"Uh..." Fan Lin's expression suddenly became depressed. It was really ironic to say that he experimented with magic and then destroyed their ultimate goal, especially since Regulus still got Voldemort's Horcrux. A hero, and died in this lake of corpses for this reason.

This is obviously Fanlin's fault.

Or is it destiny that Regulus cannot leave this place?

What a ridiculous statement.

"I didn't find Regulus' body. Maybe..." Fan Lin looked at the lake. The probability was too small.

Kreacher was also wailing beside him, Master Regulus' body...

"I think we are not that pessimistic yet." Dumbledore said, "Kreacher, where are you looking!"

Dumbledore stretched out his hand, and at the edge of the island not far away, his hands were tightly clasped into the black rocks, as if they were imprisoned by something.

"That is……"

Dumbledore was speechless, but in an instant he loosened his hold on the Inferi.

"Master Regulus, Kreacher has found Master Regulus!" Kreacher shouted crazily.

Fan Lin also hurriedly looked in the direction pointed by the house elf. In fact, there was only one Inferi on the entire island.

The corpse of a boy about eighteen or nineteen years old had just crawled out of the lake. He was wearing a black wizard robe that was different from the previous Muggle corpses, and there was a particularly obvious Black family crest on the chest.

In fact, as a brother, Regulus's appearance is very similar to that of Sirius in his youth. If Harry were to identify him, he might think that Sirius has suddenly become younger. However, this is destined to be just a fantasy, except for the real Great alchemists, only gods can have such great power of rejuvenation.

Under the influence of magic, Regulus still maintained his appearance at the moment before his death. He looked just like the statue in the Black family, without much change.

Compared with Sirius, Regulus was frighteningly white at this time. Perhaps it was because he was soaked in water. Regulus's face was pale, but under the influence of the potion in the stone basin, he still maintained his body's vitality. mellow.

The boy who slowly regained his collagen, and also because of the potion, Regulus' body still retained the appearance of his life, without any signs of swelling or decay. This seemed to be acceptable. At least, Regulus Les was not devoured by the inferi.

But the next scene left everyone silent.

Regulus, like other Inferi, lost his awareness of the surroundings and acted like a walking zombie. Then he found the enemy and walked towards the center of the island in their direction. He let out an unknown roar. Apparently, Fan Lin didn't know what to do. Individuals have become the targets of his attacks.

He is now not the hero who bravely resisted Voldemort, but a corpse controlled by magic to protect the fragments of Voldemort's soul.

"Regulus!" Sirius yelled sternly, the heartbreaking voice echoing in the dark cave.

He ran over frantically and tried to hug Regulus. He called his brother's name over and over again, trying to wake him up.

However, this is destined to be in vain, Regulus can't hear his call at all now...

"No, Sirius..." Fan Lin called out sadly, stretched out his hand, and separated Sirius and Regulus.

"Regulus, Regulus, I'm here to take you home..." Sirius yelled crazily, his eyes scarlet, and his hands kept hammering Fanlin's spell.

Suddenly, Sirius' fist glowed with a bright red color.

Regulus seemed to have received some signal, and his originally empty eyes briefly burst into dark red light.

That is the desire of the Inferi for blood food...

"Oh, no, Sirius..."

"What are you doing? Open it for me. That's my brother..." Sirius yelled at Fan Lin like crazy.

"That's not your brother!" Fan Lin also yelled, "You see clearly, now, he is just an undead wearing the clothes of your brother. Even the soul no longer exists, only the instinctive desire is left. This is Regulus in your eyes!"

"I..." Sirius's eyes exuded an almost crazy meaning, and the next second, Fanlin's spell was smashed away by Sirius.

Sirius hugged his brother as he wished, but this was not what they expected to see.

"Regulus...I'm here to take you home..." Sirius wailed, his heartbreaking voice echoing throughout the cave.

The same was true for Kreacher. He immediately hugged Regulus' thigh and cried out for relief.

Hermione finally couldn't help it anymore and leaned against Fan Lin's arms, sobbing continuously.

"Regulus... Regulus... I... I'm here to take you home..."

As time passed, the afterglow of the setting sun emitted a hazy light that reflected the heaven and earth into a golden light. However, a solemn scene in a remote cemetery near Grimmauld Place dispersed this last light.

This is the cemetery of the Black family. In the center is a very tall and impressive dark black marble monument with the Black family crest carved on it. Next to the crest is the eye-catching slogan made of gilt. Words: The noble and oldest Black family live forever.

Around the monument, there are densely packed tombstones from different eras. They have different shapes, but they are arranged very neatly. From generation to generation, each different tombstone always has the same name.

On the right side of the cemetery, there is a neat row of yew trees, and through the top of the trees, the black outline of the chapel is in front of you. On the left side of the cemetery, you can see the building at No. 1 Grimmauld Place. An exquisite old house, the ancestral home of the Black family.

Just like No. 1 Grimmauld Place, everything here has become brighter because of the loneliness of the Black family. The cemetery is overgrown with weeds, and shabby Muggle newspapers are constantly rotating in the Black family cemetery with the cool breeze. .

A few crows reluctantly hovered in the air, and then landed on the nearby trees, watching coldly as these uninvited guests disturbed their tranquility.

Under the ruthless destruction of time, most of those tall and exquisite tombstones have been damaged. They stand there quietly, silently telling the loneliness of the Black family.

In the innermost corner of the cemetery, Dumbledore, Sirius, Moody, Lupin, Tonks, Fan Lin, Hermione, and Kreacher stood solemnly in a very narrow and ordinary space, which was different from the surrounding style. In front of the inconsistent tombstones, they gathered here to give Regulus a final farewell.

When they returned to No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Moody and Tonks were already waiting there. Moody was no stranger to the person in Sirius's arms, and Hermione also sobbed and explained to Tonks. Fan.

Lupine was the last one to come over and even turned down the work he was doing. He was naturally very familiar with Regulus. As Sirius' best friend, he naturally knew about Sirius's outstanding younger brother.

Everyone naturally admired what Regulus had done, but most of them felt regretful.

It’s a pity that a hero has been misunderstood for more than ten years, and even after his death, his body was transformed into an inferi... (To be continued)