Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

In fact, he knew that Regulus was dead more than a year before he was imprisoned.

The ancient pure-blood family naturally had a way to know the life and death of each member, although they never found Regulus' body.

At that time, shortly before Regulus died, Sirius's father, who attached great importance to bloodline, also died in the same year.

His mother Walburga could not accept the news of her youngest son's sudden death, and she went mad with grief under the successive blows.

One day she sent dozens of howler letters to Sirius, crying and cursing him, asking "Why didn't you die?" Only then did Sirius realize that his brother's status had become "death."

To be honest, although he felt sad at the time, he was not actually surprised.

He knew that Regulus had a weak character. Even though his family had always instilled in him concepts such as "pure-blood glory", his views on the world and war were actually naive and simple.

All he thought about was "making pure-bloods greater", but he did not understand the true cruelty of Voldemort, nor was he prepared to become equally cruel and evil.

Sirius and Walburga did not know the details of how Regulus died.

But they all speculated that Regulus was probably terrified by what he was asked to do and wanted to withdraw from the Death Eaters, but was killed by Voldemort or other Death Eaters.

Sirius didn't know whether his mother regretted having encouraged Regulus to join the Death Eaters.

But since then, the mentally ill Mistress Black has stayed indoors and even refused to allow her only son to visit her.

Sirius took the news a little easier.

Since graduation, he has directly joined the Order of the Phoenix and has been fighting on the front line.

He witnessed countless times that his comrades were killed and brutally tortured, some of which were even done by his own brother.

Sirius had been prepared for their brothers' hostile stance, and for death as well.

But at this moment, seeing Regulus's body with his own eyes, and seeing him staggering towards him driven by magic, the grief that was thirteen years late swept over him, making Sirius even breathless for a moment.

Regulus had already walked in front of him, and looking at him up close, his sunken and lifeless eyes were even more heartbreaking.

"Regulus...what did Voldemort do to you..."

Sirius murmured.

Of course the corpse would not answer him. Two cold, white hands grabbed Sirius' shoulders and dragged him into the lake firmly and slowly.

"Sirius!"

Lupin ran over and cast a spell, and Regulus flew backwards, almost falling into the lake, but was fished out by Vader.

A long rope shot out from the tip of his wand, binding Regulus tightly from head to toe.

Regulus struggled on the ground.

But the Inferi were not really powerful dark magic creatures, they were only scary in large numbers. The corpse was shaking on the ground, but it couldn't break free from the ropes.

Sirius watched stiffly until Lupin gripped his shoulders.

"Sirius, how are you?"

"I... I'm fine..." Sirius said unsteadily, "I knew... I knew he was dead... I just... I didn't expect to see him here..."

He came to his senses, and the blood flowed from his aching heart to his cold limbs, warming up his trembling body.

Sirius pushed Lupin's arm away and tightened his grip on his wand.

"Let's continue!"

He looked at the rippling lake and the pale figure that kept reaching out his hands in the lake, and spoke calmly in a voice that was unfamiliar to himself.

I've been saving up to post two chapters recently, one is because I'm busy with work, and the other is because I want to raise the average number.

Chapter 190 Prophecy and the Road

Mihaly flew in circles over the black lake, spitting out fire from time to time, or diving into the lake and then flying out.

But after going back and forth many times, only shallow ripples appeared on the lake surface, and then they quickly subsided.

"It seems that all the Inferi have been eliminated... or their rigid brains have finally learned to avoid danger."

Lupin said, glancing back.

Regulus was the only Inferi guard left of Voldemort, and he was still struggling weakly and ineffectively.

"Sirius, Regulus..."

"Burn it."

Sirius dropped his arms, not approaching his brother, and said coldly, "I'll take the ashes to my crazy mother."

Lupin looked at his face, which was almost as pale as the Inferi, and sighed helplessly:

"Sirius, don't be so childish."

"The war happened more than a decade ago. Regulus obviously realized his mistake, even though he has no chance to turn back..."

"If you dispose of his body so carelessly, you will regret it in the future."

"There is no shame in admitting that you are saddened by the death of your own brother, Sirius."

Sirius' lips moved slightly. He quickly glanced at the struggling Inferi on the ground, then looked away as if he had been burned.

Even though Sirius was considered a traitor and a disgrace by the family, and he looked down on the Black family, it had to be admitted that the brothers had once been very close.

Before Sirius entered Gryffindor, Regulus used to admire his brother very much and was a clingy follower who annoyed Sirius.

"Dumbledore——"

The forced indifference on Sirius's face softened. He lowered his head, his fingers clenched involuntarily, and he begged in a low voice:

"I remember there is a kind of magic... that can exorcise the necromancy among the Inferi and allow the dead to rest in peace..."

It was a kind of profound and obscure white magic that required a huge amount of magical power. Among the few people, only Dumbledore knew how to perform it.

In past wars, they only learned how to expel or even eliminate dangerous creatures like the Inferi. They did not regard them as their own kind, nor would they expend their own strength to give the dead a decent treatment.

This is also because Voldemort's Inferi were basically obtained by killing Muggles, and people hardly thought about the possibility that their relatives would appear in the ranks of Inferi.

But now, this happened to Regulus.

Seeing his once obedient brother still being driven by the enemy after his death, even though they hardly spoke to each other afterwards, Sirius still felt extremely painful.

Faced with such a Sirius, Dumbledore naturally would not refuse his request.

"After this matter is over, I will exorcise the necromancy for him."

Dumbledore said gently: "Sirius, accepting the death of a loved one is a long and painful process. You can be vulnerable and cry. It's okay. We are willing to provide you with any help."

"But I want to tell you that Regulus must be in a better place right now, without pain and trouble. When you meet in another world one day, I believe he will welcome you with a smile."

……

Wade walked slowly along the narrow road beside the lake. In his normal vision, there was nothing here. But he saw green magic slowly swimming, like a group of small snakes lined up neatly.

Then Lupin saw Vader grab something invisible in the air and pull it hard, and then he heard the sound of metal chains clanking when they collided.

Suddenly, a thick green copper chain suddenly jumped out of the water and bit towards Wade like a poisonous snake. Lupin raised his wand and waved it, and the invisible barrier blocked Wade again.

The chain hit with a thud, but still did not give up. It stood up and retreated a little, then immediately attacked the two again.

"when!"

On the side, a spell fell on the copper chain, and the chain fell to the ground as if it had suddenly lost its strength, coiled, and pulled a small boat out of the lake.

The boat emitted a green glow and quietly sailed towards the shore, like a ghost in the middle of the night.

"Professor Dumbledore!" said Lupin.

Dumbledore nodded and said, "I have quieted Regulus down a bit...Sirius is keeping him company."

Vader looked back.

Sirius did not use the glowing spell, so Wade could only see a black shadow. He seemed to be kneeling, or squatting, or rather, like a big black dog squatting quietly.

Lupin once mentioned that after returning from Azkaban, Sirius became a little afraid of the dark. Although he always pretended to be indifferent, he could not hide it from the keen werewolf.

Vader turned his head.

Although he couldn't see the man's expression, he could understand the feeling of losing loved ones again and again.

With a "bang", the boat hit the river bank.

It was a very narrow boat with pointed ends, and it looked like it could only accommodate one or two people.

"Ved, it looks like you'll have to wait for us here."

Lupin turned to the students around him and said:

"I just discovered that there's no way to Apparate here. I'm afraid the only way to get to the center of the lake is by taking this boat."

"Dumbledore and I will go first, you'd better stay with Sirius."

Dumbledore spoke before Vader could speak.

"No, Remus, I think maybe you need to stay."

"Dumbledore," Lupin frowned and said, "I admit that Wade is very good, but he is only a twelve-year-old boy after all. I think I am more suitable than him to face unknown dangers..."

"It's not a question of who is more qualified to face danger, Remus, nor is it a question of ability."

Dumbledore said calmly, and Lupin was cut off from what he was about to say.

"It's just that for Voldemort, he cares more about how much magical power can cross the lake. I think the boat is under a spell that can only carry one wizard at a time."

"That Vider also——"

"He won't be counted. After all - like you said, he's only twelve years old, and his power is negligible compared to my magic power."

"certainly--"

Dumbledore seemed to be concerned that such words would be a blow to the proud young man, and immediately said: "Voldemort certainly did not expect that someone would be more talented than he was when he was young - he always makes such stupid mistakes."

"You flatter me, Professor."

Wade didn't think it was a big deal. His magic power was far behind Dumbledore's, and it wasn't shameful to admit the fact.

According to the custom in the previous life, Dumbledore had eaten more salt than Wade had eaten rice. He was talented and gifted, and had studied magic all his life.

If he could be easily surpassed by Wade, a student who had been exposed to magic for less than two years, it would be an underestimation of the greatest wizard of this century.

The two boarded the ship one after another.