I traveled to HP but I tied it to the wrong game system

"Keep your appearance...", wiped his face with a handkerchief, and Regulus had a confused memory of what happened afterwards.

But the blood on his hands and face was real.

Stimulated by the smell of blood, Regulus' stomach was churning wildly, and he almost vomited. This was the first reaction of a person to the death of his own kind.

The most real reaction.

He was very glad that he didn't eat too much, but just drank some grape juice, otherwise he couldn't guarantee that he would vomit.

The Dark Lord asked Nagini with some blame, "Don't be like this, Nagini, a dirty half-blood, how could you swallow such a thing, little girl?"

The big snake swallowed the whole person without any discomfort, but the girl's notebook seemed not very delicious. Nagini spit out the notebook with some disgust and swept it away with a flick of her tail.

The Dark Lord spoke in human language. Although the question was directed at Nagini, it was obvious that if he wanted to talk to the snake, this great Slytherin heir would definitely speak snake language.

And when the Dark Lord said this, he glanced at Carlo, whose legs and feet were shaking. The man's pupils shrank slightly, and he was extremely frightened. The moment the Dark Lord's eyes swept over, he collapsed to the ground, without the arrogance he had just shown to his daughter.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Carlo, but it should be okay, right? I remember your daughter just took it over, and she must not have entered the family tree yet, right? This is also your carelessness..." The Dark Lord's words seemed to comfort the man who collapsed on the ground, but it was obvious that it was useless.

The man just lowered his head, his voice almost trembling, "Yes, that's right, I'm sorry..."

"How can you bring in a guy raised by a Muggle mother? But fortunately, he is just a half-blood..." The Dark Lord said, and then slowly walked past Carlo, who had completely collapsed on the ground, and he walked in front of Mrs. Black.

"Mrs. Black, good afternoon. I'm glad you're here for the dinner." He slowly raised his glass, and Mrs. Black quickly raised her glass and gently clinked glasses with the honorable Dark Lord in front of him.

"I'm glad too, my honorable sir." Even though there was a "little episode" just now, Mrs. Black still maintained perfect etiquette. This "little episode" was not as exciting as Sirius's entry into Gryffindor.

"Oh, you brought your lovely child, right? Regulus? He looks very smart and must have a high talent for magic." The Dark Lord was not stingy with his praise. Mrs. Black was still old, and her only Slytherin son must be the future heir of Black.

For the future subordinates, or the most important ones, he must win them over.

"Thank you for your compliment. He is still a child after all. It is a pleasant surprise to receive such compliments from you." Mrs. Black was very surprised that her son was praised by the Dark Lord. She half covered her mouth with her hand and smiled very subtly.

"Hello, Mr. Regulus, how about a toast?" The Dark Lord was approachable, and there seemed to be some elements of coaxing children in his words.

His blood-red eyes slowly narrowed, his lips curled up, and with the blessing of his handsome face, he looked very dazzling.