Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Young Master Regulus ordered Criche to leave, leaving him alone. Whatever happened to him, Cleecher couldn't get involved. ”

Cliche's voice was sharp and distorted, and he sobbed and said intermittently in a sad tone, "He and he called Cliche home. Don't tell the mistress what he did, but this pendant box must be destroyed. And then he just..."

Everyone looked at Cleecher and waited for him to continue, not even Ivan.

Although he knew long ago that Regulus had drunk those potions and died in that cave, it was a completely different feeling to listen to the Pokémon recapitulate.

Evan seemed to be able to see that in the dark cave surrounded by the corpse, the young man, who resembled Sirius, hesitated to look at the magic in the stone altar, struggling inside.

He knew what he was going to do next, and he knew exactly what would happen if Voldemort found out that the Blacks would come to an end, but he had to do it, even if he died.

Regulus was one of the first to support Voldemort because of pureblood theory. Blake, an ancient and noble wizard's name, had the privilege of becoming a dead eater at the age of sixteen, and, like other evil dead eaters, he thought the Dark Lord was honored to serve.

But this teenager is different from all the Death Eaters.

The moment Voldemort tried to kill innocent Kritsche, as Voldemort gradually revealed who he was, when he discovered that Voldemort was not pursuing pure wizard lineage, but was using brutal means to dominate others.

Regulus finally realized the difference between the real, cruel world and his imagination.

The teenager's bloodbath finally cooled, and the beautiful dream instantly shattered.

From that moment on, although his identity was still a dead eater, the innate sense of justice had kept him away from Voldemort.

Even in the end, he preferred life to resist, to tear through the lowly lies of Voldemort.

Without a doubt Regulus is smart, and if Ivan remembers correctly, he was the first to discover Voldemort making the Horcrux, earlier than Dumbledore, and he did not receive any help except for the vague account of Cleecher, who worked entirely on his own to investigate the matter.

At the same time, he was brave.

Knowing the true face of Voldemort, when he was determined to prepare himself against Voldemort, it was the Darkest Age of the Dark King and the Darkest Age of the entire Magic Realm.

In the face of such a powerful and evil Voldemort, Regulus does not even have a decent helper beside an elderly domestic elf. In this case, he still chose to destroy the immortal myth of the Dark Lord with his life.

Undoubtedly, he is also kind.

As can be seen from the words of Criche, Regulus is very kind to the Pokémon, unlike all sorcerers.

Until the last moment, he did not sacrifice the idea of Cliché.

Nor did he take the death of the Pokémon for granted when he worshipped the Dark King as the most fervent eater. He chose to drink those deadly magic potions and ordered Klitsche to go home, which was his last order before he died.

He would rather die unwittingly than involve his family.

He's using his own methods to protect Cliché and the Blake family.

Evan suddenly discovered that there seemed to be an innate obsession in the blood of members of the Black family.

This is probably the most distinctive quality of this oldest and most noble family of pureblood wizards.

Sirius would rather give up everything and use it to pursue freedom in this obsessive role.

His cousin Andromeda Tonks used it to follow love, ignoring the secular eye, and eventually joined a Muggle.

Bellatrix, one of Voldemort's most fanatical eaters, used it to gain power and power to become the most dangerous and brutal of Voldemort's followers.

Lucius Malfoy's wife, Nacisa, used it to protect her family, and in the final battle for Draco, she would rather betray Voldemort and take the huge risk of helping Harry conceal the news that he was still alive as a vital part of influencing the final battle.

As for Regulus Black, he used this obsession in his blood to guard the whole family.

He chose to pay in silence, and nobody knew what he was doing except for a little elf in the family, and nobody knew that his mind had changed.

In Sirius' impression, his foolish brother became a dead eater because of his worship of Voldemort and his maintenance of the theory of pure blood.

In his view, Regulus did not even know what that status meant.

It was then ironic that he had died in vain, not even a corpse, because of cowardice and cowardice.

But that is not the truth at all.

Like Sirius, he is also a hero, unknown.

Unlike Sirius, his hidden obsession and rebellion buried in the bones did not erupt until the last moment of his life.

Regulus grew up under the light of Sirius and the protection of his mother, and when his brother fled the house in search of freedom, in order not to worry his old mother, he accepted the arrangements of his family and assumed a fate that should not have been borne by him.

He will guard the Blake family, guard the pure sorcerer bloodline that has been inherited for thousands of years, and reclaim its former glory.

But the distinctive qualities in the Blake family's blood made his final death an inevitable outcome, and everything was determined at the outset.

The end result is inevitable, although in different ways and processes.

Standing in a dark basement, watching the decorations of the Black family surrounded by historical traces, Ivan had a feeling in his trance.

He suddenly realized that maybe this is the power of inheritance.

The experiences of the Sirius and Regulus brothers have given Ivan a deeper understanding and understanding of the ancient name Black.

“Then Young Master Regulus just... he just...” Criche cried.

“And then what happened, Regulus?” Sirius asked aloud.

“Then he drank the magic potion, and Kelly switched the pendant box and watched as Young Master Regulus was dragged underwater by the hands of the dead...”

“Oh, Cliche!” Hermione's eyes were red and she couldn't bear to cry.

She knelt next to the elf and reached out to hug him.

The Elvish immediately stood up and hid back, with obvious aversion.

“What would the mistress say if the mud touched Cliche, Cliche wouldn't allow it? ”

“I just told you, don't ever call them mud again!” Sirius roared, but his voice was unprecedented weakness.

It wasn't until this moment that he knew how his brother died.

He wiped the corners of his eyes, and as Hermione cried out, his tears poured out uncontrollably, but he didn't want to be seen by anyone else.