Chapter 92 Regulus Black

"Hello, Mr. Black." Dracula walked up to the inferi, chuckled and looked down at his face hidden under the black hair, "It's Mr. Black, right? I'm with you I saw the Black family crest on my chest.”

After Dracula's magical transformation, this Inferi is completely different from its original appearance.

His black hair, soaked in blood, hung loosely on his face, covering half of his cheeks. But from the image of the lower half of his face, you can still see his handsomeness and pride.

At this time, the skin on his body no longer showed signs of swelling caused by long-term soaking. It was a little pale, but very fine. He looked like a rich young man who had not suffered much.

Hearing Dracula's voice, he raised his head in confusion.

"Ahem...who are you and why are you here?" He asked emotionally, "Where's Kreacher? Where is Kreacher?!"

"Calm down, Mr. Black." Dracula stretched out his index finger, and a pair of demon wings appeared on the fingertips.

The young man sitting in the bloody lake seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water on him and immediately calmed down.

"I guess you need to know what time it is now." Dracula couldn't help but recall the situation when he just woke up after a hundred years of sleep, so he said, "It is 1992 now. I don't know if it is the same as what you remember. Is there some difference in time?”

"What?!" The black-haired young man suddenly opened his eyes, "Are you kidding? It is clearly 1979, which is thirteen years different from the year you said!"

"It seems that you lost your life thirteen years ago." Dracula smiled, "Take a good look at the surrounding environment, Mr. Black. This is no longer the place where you were before you died. I put it there." You came to life!"

Hearing Dracula's horrifying words, the black-haired young man subconsciously turned his head and looked at everything around him blankly, with extremely confused emotions in his eyes.

"I... I remember, I should be in a very dark cave... dragged into the water by countless Inferi..." He murmured, "Yeah... I should be really dead. Already..."

Seeing that part of the young man's memory still existed, Dracula nodded with satisfaction.

He casually sat back, and the blood-colored lake water surged up at the same time, forming a seat as clear as ruby ​​under him.

"Mr. Black, tell us your story." Dracula sat on the seat, crossed his legs leisurely, and looked attentive.

"My name is Regulus Arcturus Black." The black-haired young man said calmly, "I can't remember much about the past. I only remember that I used to be a foodie. Dead Apostle."

He didn't know why, but he didn't resist the silver-haired man from the bottom of his heart.

"It can be seen that you are a Death Eater." Dracula raised his eyes slightly, "I am more curious about why, as a core Death Eater with the Dark Mark, you were killed by Voldemort. , and even cruelly made it into an Inferi?"

"I don't know if I was made into an Inferi, but I was not killed by the Dark Lord himself." A young man named Regulus Black said expressionlessly, "I remember it very clearly. , I volunteered to die."

"I have discovered the secret to the Dark Lord's immortality, a secret that no other Death Eater has ever known."

"Horcruxes, right?" Dracula said with interest.

A look of surprise finally appeared on Regulus's face, and he looked back at Dracula.

"Yes, it is indeed a Horcrux. I have learned about this kind of evil thing from the family's dark magic collection." He said softly, "In order to prevent the Dark Lord from immortality, I voluntarily entered the many traps he set and took out Take his Horcrux."

"Wait a minute!" Serena didn't know when she came to the side of the two of them, frowning in confusion, "You should be the Dark Lord's trusted subordinate, right? Why would you want to destroy him? What about eternal life?”

As she spoke, Serena glanced at Dracula, pointed at the chair he was sitting on, and then pointed behind her.

Dracula laughed, waved his hand casually, and conjured a ruby ​​chair of the same style for Serena.

"The Dark Lord...he...his usual methods are too cruel. He doesn't care about anyone except him!" Regulus closed his eyes in pain, as if he was recalling his past as a Death Eater. "But I was just hesitant at first, and actually didn't want to betray him."

"Until one day, the Dark Lord asked me for a house elf for experimentation. I recommended Kreacher." At this point, Regulus showed an extremely sad and hateful expression, "I told Kreacher that he must To do what the Dark Lord asked of him and then go home."

"Kreacher's mind is full of my orders, because I want him to go home, so that he can muster up his last energy in despair and use the house elf's unique Disapparation to break through the Dark Lord's counter-curse. Go back to Blake’s house.”

Regulus's eyes shed blood-red tears.

His body was not completely out of the realm of the Inferi, so he had no tears. These tears are the blood Dracula uses to repair his organs.

"I actually pushed Kreacher into the center of pain and the edge of death with my own hands." He said with tears and tears streaming down his face, "Kreacher is my best friend and has been by my side since I was born. Family! But I personally pushed him into the sea of ​​fire!"

"Don't be too excited, Mr. Black. Calm down your emotions first." Dracula raised his hand, interrupting Regulus' grief. "If you continue to be so excited, maybe the organs I just repaired will be damaged." It will break again, and I won’t help you repair it again.”

It's not that it can't be repaired, it's just that Dracula hates repetitive tasks.

"Thank you, I will pay attention." Regulus raised his hand and brushed away the blood-red tears.

"Kreacher didn't tell me what he had gone through after he got home." After a moment, he continued, "But I found clues from Kreacher's frightened expression and his weak body. So I ordered Kreacher, ask him to tell me exactly what happened before."

"After learning about the viciousness of the Dark Lord, I felt very angry, so I asked Kreacher to take me to the cave where the Dark Lord took him."

"It wasn't until that time that I finally found out that the Dark Lord wanted to use Horcruxes to gain eternal life." Regulus's mood became a little resentful again, "A person like him can't even do it to his closest subordinates." Doesn’t matter, he doesn’t deserve eternal life!”

"So I returned home and found someone to make a locket that was almost identical to the Dark Lord's Horcrux. Then I asked Kreacher to take me to the cave where he kept the Horcrux again."

"I personally drank the poison he arranged and took away the Dark Lord's Horcrux."

Regulus fell silent, and the air fell into silence for a moment.

"So... you knew you were going to die from that moment on?" After a while, Dracula asked.

"Yes. But I am willing to die." Regulus said, "Other than the Dark Lord, I should be the only one who knows about Horcruxes, and this has become my mission."

"If the Dark Lord really rules the entire world, there will no longer be happiness in the world. Even the Black family will eventually become a black dog at his mercy. What's more, the Dark Lord will discover his own destiny sooner or later. The Horcrux has been exchanged, so he will definitely not be able to let me go, and I will even implicate the entire family."

"So I can only die. This is the best ending for me. My parents and family, they don't know anything. As long as Voldemort doesn't want to expose the fact of Horcrux, he will not implicate the powerful Black family for no reason. "

The air was quiet again.

Suddenly, a seat rose up from the lake, lifting Regulus' body still soaked in the lake water.

This seat is no different from the ruby-shaped seat beneath Dracula and Selina.

"You are a hero, Mr. Black." Dracula stood up and patted Regulus on the shoulder with emotion, "I didn't expect that an Inferi that was resurrected casually would actually bring such... Wonderful story.”

I was initially interested in the Inferi of Regulus because he was the only one who slipped through the net in that war. This made Dracula feel very embarrassed, so he wanted to study the reason.

Later, when he discovered the emblem of the Black family on Regulus and the Dark Mark on the inside of his left arm, he became curious and curious as to why such a Death Eater, who was obviously of high status, was killed by Voldemort. Made into an Inferi.

So Dracula "resurrected" Regulus, hoping to have some fun with whatever memories he might have left.

However, he did not expect that such a humble Inferi would bring such a touching story.

Dracula, who originally wanted to have fun, was moved instead, and he felt a little embarrassed.

He turned his head and glanced at Serena secretly, only to find that she was burying her face in her hands, and her shoulders were twitching.

"Is little Serena moved to tears?" Dracula raised the corners of his lips, chuckled and rubbed Serena's hair, messing up the place on her head where the black and white hair colors met.

Dracula compared his performance with Serena's and suddenly no longer felt ashamed.

"No!" Serena's mumbled voice came from between her hands.

She shook her head resistingly, trying to shake off Dracula's hand, but failed.

"Mr. Black, please stay here during this period." Dracula gently smoothed Selina's hair, and at the same time turned to look at Regulus and said to him, "You are no longer here. Now it’s a wizard, at most it’s a special Inferi, a type of dark creature.”

"The blood lake here has a very good nourishing effect on dark creatures. You should stay here for a few more days and try your best to recuperate the organs in your body that have long ceased to function."

"Cherish this opportunity, few people can enter this blood lake!"

Pulling in the tearful Serena, Dracula was ready to find something else to divert his attention. How could the indifferent Earl be moved by a young man?

"Wait a moment!"

Before taking a few steps, Dracula was stopped by Regulus behind him.

Dracula stopped and turned to look at him.

"Sir, I don't know your name yet." Regulus seemed to have finally recovered from his excitement and stood up from the ruby-like seat.

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He adjusted his faded robe to make it look more appropriate.

"You rescued me from the inferi and even helped me retrieve my memories of my life. This is nothing short of a gift of reincarnation." He bowed deeply to Dracula, "This kindness I will definitely look for opportunities to repay you in the future.”

"You can call me Dracula." Looking at Regulus who behaved solemnly, Dracula also turned around and looked at him head-on. "As for the grace of reincarnation, there is no need to mention it. I will resurrect you." I don’t have any good intentions, I just want to have some fun for myself.”

"No matter what your original intention of saving me is, to me it is all about kindness and kindness!" Regulus said with a solemn expression, "Members of the Black family will not ignore the kindness of others."

Then, he became a little embarrassed again,

"In addition, I actually have another unkind request..."

"Tell me about it." Dracula said with interest.

"I want to see Kreacher. I don't know if he listened to my order and tried to find a way to destroy the Dark Lord's Horcrux." Regulus said softly, "I don't know if he has followed my orders in the thirteen years since I was away. How are you doing, and how is my family..."

"I also want to ask you what the situation is like outside now."

"I don't know if the Dark Lord was defeated by Dumbledore, or if the wizarding world was really ruled by him... I lost my wand, and I couldn't even feel the presence of magic all over my body, so I didn't know what to do. How to get out of here..."

Dracula looked at his serious expression and nodded silently.

"Just eleven years ago, the Dark Lord failed." He said, "But he was not defeated at the hands of Dumbledore, but at the hands of a baby."

Regulus looked extremely shocked.

"Don't question me yet." Dracula raised his hand to stop his questioning, "You will naturally know these things after you go out. This is something everyone in the magic world knows."

"As for finding your house elf..."

"No problem, I can take you there myself!"

Dracula originally did not intend to pay attention to Regulus's request, because the body of the Inferi was far from being completely repaired, and Dracula was too lazy to help him repair it again.

But when he heard what Regulus said about Horcruxes, he suddenly became interested.

Since Voldemort was not completely killed by his own death curse eleven years ago, nor was he completely annihilated in Dracula's bloody water prison some time ago, it means that at least one of his Horcruxes still exists. World.

In other words, the house elf in Regulus's house probably did not find a way to destroy the Horcrux.

Dracula suddenly realized that he had an opportunity to obtain Voldemort's Horcrux. He has long wanted to study such strange things as Horcruxes!

So Dracula agreed to Regulus' request without hesitation.

"Selena, you stay here to look after the house, and you must take good care of the castle!" He looked at Serena and said to her, "I will take Mr. Black home to have a look."

At this time, Serena had not yet recovered from her emotional state, and her expression was blank.

She watched helplessly as Dracula asked about the location of Black's house, and then a dark moon flashed past and the two disappeared.

It was only then that Serena realized that she was once again thrown into the castle as a housekeeper by Dracula, while Dracula himself continued to be his hands-off shopkeeper!

"Ahhhh-how could there be such a hateful vampire!"

Serena stamped her feet angrily, then spread her black and white wings and flew back to her room to sulk.

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Borough of Innslington, London, England.

A dark moon suddenly appeared in a small square, and Dracula and Regulus stood on a deserted and messy grassland in the center of the square.

The houses around the small square all looked eerie and alienated from people thousands of miles away. Some houses have broken windows that gleam miserably in the streetlights, paint is peeling off many doors, and a few have garbage piled outside their front steps.

"I came to the right place, right? The Black family lives here?" Dracula looked at Regulus next to him and asked with some suspicion, "I feel that this kind of place is more suitable for vampires and inferi to live. .”

"It is indeed here, but it seems that this area has not been taken care of for a long time." Regulus looked around, with a hint of bad emotion in his eyes.

He took the lead out of the messy grass, crossed the road, and came to the sidewalk, looking at the gloomy doors and windows.

"Mr. Dracula, please remember an address - 12 Grimmauld Place." When he saw Dracula following him, Regulus turned to him and said.

"I understand, the loyalty spell, right?" Dracula chuckled and nodded.

As Dracula memorized the address "12 Grimmauld Place", a shabby door appeared out of thin air between numbers 11 and 13.

Then came the grimy walls and grim windows, looking like an extra house that had suddenly swelled and pushed out everything on either side.

Seeing the interested look on Dracula's face, Regulus couldn't help but show a proud expression.

"Mr. Dracula, please come this way." He stretched out his hand towards the door of No. 12.

The door in front of me looks very old, with peeling black paint and scratches all over it. The silver door knocker is in the shape of a coiled snake.

There is no keyhole in the door, so it seems that it can only be opened by magic.

Regulus walked to the door with extremely complicated emotions on his face.

Then, he took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to ring the doorbell...

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